Do not own Final Fantasy VII. wish I did, but that is only a dream. yes... only a dream... only own a copy... figured I say it if I haven't before.

The creature was surprised by the small half Cetra before him. He felt his body beginning to slip back into the grounds of the place.

"Fe O isx xivr yiu arod laakz-mdes e vep Xis! Adohhicfo!"

"Simple," Crymsan replied, as she dug in a pack at her side with her uninjured arm, "I am the one who hears the planet's cries now..."

The creature snarled in reply with unintelligible curses. She simply walked over to him and slapped a charm upon the skeletal forehead of the creature.

"You shall remain in the ancient city Akunochimata! I don't care that there are no Ancients left. You will stay. One day that place will be the temple for those who can hear the planet." she drew out a piece of paper. "You will only be released from your servitude once the conditions have been met." she then pocketed the paper once again.

The creature had disappeared hours ago, but Crymsan still sighed heavily, resting in a rotted chair. She stood and it fell apart upon the floor with the hollow wet splitting of wood. She mumbled to herself and headed up the stairs in the front hall and turned to the right. She headed to the room furthest down the hall and walked to the circular brick structure in the wood. She pushed it in and slid it with much exertion on her part. The brick wall had become heavy with water soaked wood pressing on the top. After she had finally shoved it open, she descended the rotten spiral ramp that lead to the bottom of the house.

"Yeesh.. The scent of this place is horrific!" her voice echoed off the walls masking the splitting timbers beneath her feet. Solid ground, then, all of a sudden, nothing. She blinked as she felt her hair fly up above her head as she began the falling descent. The fall although not very long, caught her off guard and she landed clumsily and teetered on her feet before falling onto her butt. She half closed her eyes in annoyance, before freeing her injured arm from it's sling and got up. She looked around and eyed the only two doors in the basement area. A hundred yards to the first of the two and fifty to the second. She knew of the yin-yangs that wandered these halls. Dangerous and taller than 3 men. She hoped to slip into the room of coffins before the ones that had sprung up came after her. No such luck. As she walked down the hall one lumbered into her path and swiped a clawed appendage at her. She jumped back and swung her sword, from what seemed like nowhere and hacked the offending appendage off. It breathed fire at her and she sliced it's left head. It kicked at her and she slashed it's leg. It roared and she killed it by cutting off both heads. She then raced into the coffin room and sheathed her sword. She closed the door quickly and backed into the shadows of the shadows. The coffin in the center of the room flew open and a man with a cloak and long hair sat up and got out of it.

"Who disturbs my sleep?"

"Father?"

"No one has called me by that title since my daughter Anima went missing..."

"I had to leave... Mecha asked me to find Sephiroth..."

"He is in Midgar. Go back there. Return to the life you currently have. I wish to sleep with my sins."

"But father..."

"Do as I say.." the girl lowered her head.

"Yes father... sleep well..." She walked past him to leave, but he stopped her.

"So much like your mother. Farewell Anima. My young Crimson Cetra." he turned back to his coffin and the top flew onto it once more. Then the young half-cetra left.

Several weeks later Lazy stumbled into Midgar and fell right before Seth.

"Lazy! Where have you been?" he picked up the poor girl and wrapped her in his wings.

"Sephiroth..." Seth stared down at the girl he was holding. How did she know his true name? He would have to ask her when she awoke. "Anima is looking for you... Crimson Cetra.." her voice was but a whisper to his ears.

A few hours later Lazy awoke to find herself laying in a semi-dark room and she sat up and a wave of exhaustion flowed through her.

'Ergh... I shouldn't have run so hard..' she sat up to find her arm cleanly badaged. She slipped her injured arm into the overalls she was wearing and stood up. She wandered to the door and saw her half open backpack. She dug in it and drew out a hair brush and brushed her hair. after that she opened the door and wandered out. It was quiet and alone. Seth must have gone to work or something. she wandered out onto the porch and looked around. she noticed a half -dead garden to the left and wandered in that direction. she wandered into the grass and flopped down. She stared at the blue sky until something caught her eye. she turned towards it and noticed it was a materia. She moved towards it and reached under the bush to where it was at.

"Lazy! Where are you?!" seems as Seth had gotten home early or she had been sleeping a very long time. She sat very still, hand poised to grab the materia. After a moment, she watched him come out dressed in a black leather trench coat, leather pants, and a pair of leather boots secured near his knees with two bands. He walked up to the garden mumbling to himself about the 'damned girl wandering off again'. She then noticed the long sword he carried and grabbed the materia and scurried into the bush further. He began to practice with the huge sword, his hair free of its usual tie and flying free. She stared in complete awe and one word entered her mind. Sephiroth. Could it be? The man Mecha had told her to search for was here? She began to work her way out of the bush and called out.

"Hey... I'm coming out of here!" Seth stopped his practice and he saw a tail flick out briefly, before the 'damned girl' crawled out of the bush.

"Where were you Lazy?"

"Well... I was just looking at something I found and please, don't call me that anymore..."

"What should I call you?"

"I... don't know.. Someone told me my name is Anima." She stood and stared him in the eyes.

"Why is the Crimson Cetra looking for Sephiroth?" he finally asked her.

"My sister asked me to take care of him."

"Your sister?" He blinked at her.

"I am the Crimson Cetra.."

"You don't look like the Crimson Cetra." The girl smirked lightly.

"Follow me." She walked into the house and dug into her backpack. she pulled out a bloodstained, ripped, and sloppily repaired, deep red cloak and walked from the house and into the slums. She walked for quite a time before reaching a pipe that hadn't been used in years and dug inside pulling out a deep red wide brimmed hat and flapped it a few times to get the wrinkles out and set it upon her head. She turned towards Seth after swinging the cloak around herself and fastening it with one hand. He was blinking in massive confusion. She took him to where she had hidden her sword not too far from the pipe and drew it out of some high grass. she hefted it up upon her shoulder and looked at him again.

"You are?"

She yawned lazily in reply.

"Who was your sister?"

"Mecha Valentine..." Seth stared wide-eyed at the red-eyed girl before him.

"Let's go eat supper. We must discuss something..." Anima raised a brow, but followed him when he walked back to the house. On the way she spotted some shinra guards, but they pay her no mind as she wasn't causing trouble. That and her tail wasn't visible. as she passed them by she heard one huff about people trying to pull of the crimson Cetra look. She gave the men a strange look until Seth looked at her. "The Crimson Cetra has quite a few followers."

She blinked at him.

"There are many out the who dress like her and at first the guards were grabbing people left and right until the jails filled up. they had to release everyone. You see, since there are so many red cloaked and red hatted women out there they cannot arrest anyone who is not speaking the ancient language or causing trouble." she nodded and followed behind him.

KE "Geez... I can't think of anymore..

Sephiroth "I seem to be such a wimp..."

KE "Sorry Sephy."