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*Dodges Chocobo and Cloud plushie*

I'm really, REALLY sorry. Honestly, I lost interest in this story in favor of my other story and I completely forgot about this one until I got a message and started ranting about how I have not updated for a year or so. But, as I have stated on my profile, I will NEVER abandon a story…but it will take a long time for me to update. SO here's the next chapter…please don't hurt me. Sorry it's so short.

The One They Call Beautiful

Chapter 17

Soooooo…remember when I said that Sephiroth would throw a hissy fit about me making new friend? It is happening right now. I am currently typing my will in my PHS as Sephiroth is beating the crap out of Genesis and Angeal. Well actually, it's more like they're beating the crap out of each other. I can't tell who is winning yet.

I thought I would have more time before Sephiroth figured out where I went. Things did not go as I had planned.

3 Hours earlier

"You know Genesis, if you controlled your temper a bit more, I'm sure that you could have been an English teacher. You interpret a lot of poems very well." I just arrived from picking up the "package" and checked them into Shinra, making sure that they were fine after the attack.

Angeal chuckled and patted Genesis' shoulder, "Even if he did, he would most likely beat up anyone of his students if they didn't grasp poetry like he does and label them incompetent and leave the room dramatically." Genesis scowled and elbowed Angeal playfully in his stomach.

"They would not know the meaning of true works of art and yes, I would label them as incompetent. I would assume it is due to their laziness and have no desire to read between the lines."

All three of us discussed about Shakespeare, John Donne, and Jonathan Swift. I liked my new acquaintances. It's hard to find people who are intelligent and strong. There are only a few people who I know of that have that…one of them is in a coffin, one is a human who does not like to show emotion and a leader to others like this, and the other was –unfortunately—groomed and experimented on to become a weapon of Shinra since the womb. All are damaged in some way. I am damaged as well.

"You seem to have misplaced information on where you went, Dawn." I stopped walking, causing Angeal and Genesis to stop as well. I turned around behind me and saw Sephiroth with a plain expression, but I knew that he was beyond pissed at me.

You see, I practically raised Sephiroth and kept the nightmares at bay as he did mine during the experiments with Hojo. Obviously he has some sort of attachment towards me, as I was his mentor and friend, possibly a mother, but I wouldn't categorize myself as such. I had failed him when I tried to get him out and most importantly I failed Lucrecia.

"It was a necessary mission that had to be done. I have an affinity for keeping low and taking out my targets without the flashy movements Sephiroth." Don't argue with me. It was ordered by the President himself.

"Hmph. And who are these three? Newbies?"

Oh Sephiroth, still with that smug tone of yours. "No, they were my mission, and they are your second in command." Sephiroth's eyes widened exponentially. "Angeal, Genesis," both stood up straighter and also had a controlled expression, "you will both be commanders under General Sephiroth." Angeal and Genesis gave me a WTF look. I would honestly do the same if I had just met someone who said 'You're going to be the next president.' I'm pretty sure that they've heard of Sephiroth even in Banora. "Now, you're all going to respect each other. I don't care if you don't like each other, so long as you look after each other's back. I am going to oversee your training. I will show Angeal and Genesis to their rooms and will get ready to start training." I looked at them and received a nod of agreement. "Sephiroth, meet at the company training room."

His silver brow arched, "You do know that the 2nd soldiers are using them, right?" It's in use.

"Then arrange something." Kick them out.

"Hm." Very well.

Two Hours Later

Sephiroth, don't you dare!

CRASH!

Man, I'd hate to be the janitor.

I commented in my head as Sephiroth sliced through a building causing the hologram to flicker due to damage. Angeal and Genesis had to rely mostly on dodging and taking turns at Sephiroth and were in sync. They had to get Sephiroth's pattern down before they could get real damage. Unfortunately for them, I trained Sephiroth to change his style of fighting to adapt and see through techniques. I had created Sephiroth, the best and worst of my life for Shinra.

This so called "training" was for them. To size each other up, and work out Sephiroth's dislike of them. Partly due to me being taken out of my classroom and going into a field, and the other of Sephiroth's insecurity. He doesn't ever want me to be taken away from him. I am all that he knows.

"Sonofabitch!"

I ducked as fire came straight at me. I looked up and saw Genesis busting out the materia. Then Angeal brought out his Buster sword. At this rate, I am going to die…well not really, more like brutally mutilated and burned at the crisp.

This went on for another hour, and I began to write my will on my PHS.

Now

"Alright! That's enough!" I instantly appeared in front of them and stopped their attacks. I had my right hand on Sephiroth's wrist, my left on Genesis', with my right foot high in the air on the inside of Angeals' elbow to stop all of them. This was a very awkward position for me, considering how short I am, but it got the job done. I turned off the hologram and put down all of my limbs into a relaxed position. Angeal and Genesis just looked at me surprised, Sephiroth was used to me being able to stop him. Though it's getting harder with time.

I hid my right hand behind my back trying to act nonchalant, but I was really hiding the damage that Sephiroth inflicted on me. My right hand bruised and broken from the amount of power Sephiroth was about to inflict on them.

"Now that you all displayed your 'male dominance' we're going to explain what will be expected of you three as the highest units in Shinra. You will take every task in a serious manner. I will be giving you the same training regime as I have been giving Sephiroth. You will be better and I will teach you how to survive." I won't allow anyone to die. I've already sinned too much.

"For the next two years, you will be going through what Sephiroth has dubbed 'hell week'" Sephiroth shuddered at the mention of that. "I will expect you two to be able to put aside your male testosterone—I'm talking to you Sephiroth—and be able to work together. Dark times are coming." I excused them out of the room and hopefully have a talk with their mouths, not fists as I already allowed it. I brought my hand up to my face and observed how my hand was beginning to repair itself, albeit slowly. That was what scared me. I repair quickly, the amount of power Sephiroth had, broke my hand and part of my lower arm. "You're growing too quickly Sephiroth. I am in fear. Not of you, but your future." I put it down and brought my sleeve to cover the damage. I walked out and went to report directly to Rufus. Hopefully, he wasn't feeling grabby today.

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Dawn was uneasy with Rufus, true she could kill him without hesitation, and she would be destroyed, but she would leave Sephiroth and Vincent alone. Sephiroth now had Angeal and Genesis, but would never know Sephiroth's' deepest and darkest secrets. Later this year, a new batch of incoming cadets would enter, and will train under Dawn. She has no patience. She will not accept anything less than your best. Not perfection, but your best.

She arrived at Rufus' door and knocked. It slid open and revealed Rufus with finger prints on his neck. "Did you get a new fashion tip? Looks good on you." I deadpanned. He just glared at me. "I'm here for the report, and I'll have you know that Project G is well done, but not as strong Project S. Since they are going to work as a unit, I will be overseeing their progress." Of course he did not know, I just made myself in charge of it. We both had to bend a little bit of the rules. I give him what he wants, he gives me more freedom.

"You do realize that you're stating that you will be taking over someone else's job and they will be fired? That I will have to convince my father to change his mind."

"Yes, dear Rufus, I don't know and I frankly don't give a damn."

I walked out and headed towards my room. I need to relax, and sleep. Unfortunately my mind and body had other ideas as I sat in my desk and stared at a small shoebox with the words 'Happy Birthday' that Lucrecia had saved for me a long time ago. She said it was a gift from Vincent before his death. I never opened it because I was afraid. Afraid of what contents it held.

I opened the shoebox and inside was an even smaller jewelry box. On it were the words 'Will you Marry Me?'

I couldn't breathe. I opened it and saw a ring with a small diamond. "He was going to ask me to marry him."

Soooooooo. Yeahhhh. He was going to ask her to marry her. But you have to remember, he was still in mourning for not being able to be with Lucrecia and Dawn was just there and comforting him. That and this was wayyyyyyy back in the day. Like around the fifties or sixties? I'm pretty sure even back then, men married younger women. Dawn was always there for him, but Vincent felt like shit—he just got rejected in favor of a mad and ugly scientist. He couldn't differentiate between love and feeling comfort…but this is a pairing between Vincent and Dawn(OC). We'll have to wait and see how this goes. Sorry for the short chapter.