I gazed at Kadaj as he slept. He looked so peaceful, so innocent. I sat up with my knees to my chest resting my head on my knees. As I sighed I let all the thoughts of running leave my body. I needed to leave, and as much as I liked Kadaj I didn't really truly trust him. It was Sephiroth that did it, seeing him lurking behind those cat eyes, it was unnerving. I couldn't shake it, seeing him there was so disturbing.

A lot of it went back to before, when he first woke… he told me he could help me, that we needed to join together, I turned him down then. Now he stared at me from behind Kadaj's eyes, offering help once again. Knowing that the possibility that he could be a clone was there, it was disturbing.

I got out of bed and stretched, my back was throbbing I wasn't going anywhere for days apparently. I looked out of the window and tried to think about my childhood. It came in bits and pieces like a bad movie. I remembered Sephiroth when I was young. Every now and then he would show himself around the president. Somehow I couldn't remember the other experiments, though I knew I had to have been around them. I also knew I wasn't the only child experimented on.

I knew there were others because there had to have been. I was born at the crest of the experimentation period. When Hojo went crazy with it, I vaguely remembered there being others, there had to have been. That was the only way to explain Loz, Yazoo and Kadaj.

I reasoned that they couldn't be clones they were far too intelligent. They had thoughts of their own, wills of their own. Kadaj stirred in his sleep and I stood. I pulled my clothes on and decided I needed to go for a walk. I needed to be alone. I needed to walk, I penned a quick not to Kadaj and grabbed my sword before heading out of the door quietly.

My long black coat billowed around me in the cool night breeze as I walked slowly around the newly rebuilt North Corel. It was funny to think now, that two years ago I was an angry withdrawn child really the first time I walked these streets. They looked so different to me now, but I could still see it. I could still see all of us walking into town slowly. Chasing the man in the black coat Sephiroth, a ghost. I could still hear the taunts they directed at Barret and I could feel the confusion seep into me that Shinra could be responsible for something as bad as the burning of a town.

Now however, I knew exactly what the Shinra was capable of, I knew then, but I had repressed a lot. Maybe that was how I managed not to hear the cries of Jenova, I was dodging my own demons. Now I had sought out my demon, and he was sleeping in a room, in a bed that we had shared. This all because I was so sure, so sure that others could break the hold of Jenova, and he had the power to do it. That power, that scary power that was lurking under the surface, that power that screamed Sephiroth. I sighed and sat on the curb. My back was starting to feel better the pain that was there before was starting to turn into a dull ache. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath and for a moment, a brief moment I heard it, I heard her. Her voice in my head, apparently she was trying very hard to reach me. I drowned Jenova's call out with my own over analyzing.

As long as I didn't think about it I could pretend it never happened, pretend that she couldn't touch me. Pretend that it was nothing even though my skin was cold and had broken out in goose flesh.

My mind was so caught up in the fact that I heard her for a moment that I didn't hear someone come up behind me. The hand that landed firmly on my shoulder shocked me, made me even colder inside. I spun around so fast I almost lost footing, no one got that much of a drop on me. I almost never let it happen. I was relieved when I looked up to find Vincent looking down at me, that in and of itself explained a lot.

"You heard her," his voice was as deep and as cold as ever

"Heard who?" I replied with a smile as I crossed my arms.

"Jenova," I looked away, "I remember that look on your face, you look terrified,"

"Because I am terrified, happy?" I forced my eyes to meet his

"No, Shinra has the piece of Jenova,"

"Damn,"

"We got there too late, luckily so did Loz,"

"Where are the others?"

"On their way to Niebelheim,"

"Good… I don't think Yazoo knows where she is, I think he's only going off of what he's gleaned from Kadaj's leaning on the Shinra,"

"Do you think it was wise bringing Kadaj in on this?"

"As wise as I could possibly be, why?"

"He is infected with Jenova, he is the embodiment of the stigma," I narrowed my eyes and turned around.

"And so am I!" I yelled as I started to walk away.

"Seraphim," I stopped and turned around. "Keep an eye on him, make sure you're not biting off more you can chew," With a flourish of his cape he was gone, and I was stuck staring back at him with my lips pursed so hard they almost hurt.