Author's Note: Here's chapter six! I hope that there are no mistakes... but then again, I tried my best to go over it, so hopefully there are none. Ummm... I would thank my recent reviewers for reviewing, but I have a cold, and need to get some sleep. So I hope you guys like! And I really appreciate your long and thoughtful reviews.
CHAPTER SIX: THEIR APPROACH
"Mom… dad… if you can hear me… I need help… I don't know where I'm going or what to do."
Yazoo stopped amongst the sea of people. He'd heard Mother's voice close by… Kadaj, I've found her. People with umbrellas pushed past Yazoo in anger, wondering why he had just stopped and hadn't moved to the side out of their way. The rain came down in sheets.
I hear you, dearest brother. Keep her in your sight… I'll alert Loz, Kadaj's voice echoed in Yazoo's head. Turning up onto a bridge, Yazoo saw her, and was immediately sickened by the sight of her blood. She was crouching, head in hands, sobbing silently. Her shoulders shook up and down, as he watched her solemnly.
Yazoo advanced bit by bit… He was wearing the hooded cloak that he had stolen from a store the other night, and was completely obscured from prying eyes.
Kitty's head snapped up, and to the left, as soon as she detected Yazoo's approach. She quickly wiped away her tears, and stayed stalk still as she saw the cloaked figure a few feet away. The figure stopped, and just watched her. Kitty noticed that his or her head was cocked to the side in an imploring manner… or perhaps it was a bored gesture.
Kitty stood up, "W-who are you?"
Yazoo didn't answer.
Yazoo...! Yazoo! Kadaj knew how close Yazoo was to Mother, what the hell are you doing? Remember our plan?
"I said: who are you?" Kitty cried, backing up a few steps.
Yazoo sighed in resignation, she's bleeding Kadaj…
Yes. I know that, Yazoo.Loz said that she bashed her head against the road— of course it's bleeding!
Then listen to me, Yazoo clenched his fists, she needs medical care… and she's alone… Do you want her committing suicide?
Loz's voice echoed in Yazoo's head, Mother hit her head hard, Kadaj, I saw it myself.
Fine. Kadaj's voice was blunt, I'll be over there in a second— Loz too… Just keep her there, and don't let her out of your sight.
You already told me that, little brother. Yazoo became immediately bored, once his brother's voices left his mind, he turned his attention upon Mother.
Kitty was now glaring at him.
Yazoo sighed, once more. He'd been a bit too preoccupied with his brothers, and hadn't noticed the girl's inquiry of who he was, but now he could at least show her. Slowly he pulled his hood off, revealing long silver hair and brilliant greenish-blue eyes.
Kitty's face immediately went pale, "Oh... oh my god!" she began to back away fast.
Yazoo only walked forward one step at a time, to keep the same length between them. Mother has really short legs… Yazoo mused to himself.
"No!" Kitty screamed, "Get away. Leave me alone!"
Yazoo's eyes only narrowed slightly. Mother didn't want him…? He would teach Mother to love him even when she wasn't under one of her spells. Kadaj, Loz, and Yazoo will not be ignored.
"Listen, Mother," he spoke up, "you're—"
"Mother?! Who do you think I am? I'm fourteen-years-old for heaven's sakes!"
Yazoo smiled slightly, "You are a little young to be a mother, aren't you? And yet you are one…" here Yazoo frowned, contemplating on something.
"What are you talking about?" Kitty dodged to the right side of the bridge, as Yazoo got too close. Yazoo allowed Kitty to dodge around him, and turned to face her, "I'm no one's mother."
Yazoo's eyebrow rose, a perfect imitation of Kadaj's own mock of a baffled expression. Kitty remembered Kadaj's sword, and she looked over her shoulder in a panic.
"No?" Yazoo peered over Kitty's shoulder also.
"Have you alerted them?" Kitty asked, facing him once more.
Yazoo cocked his head; he could smell fear exuding from the words she had just spoken, "Yes." He was quite impressed with the girl, she was very observant to have been able to figure out how he and his brothers communicated.
Kitty turned, and ran.
Yazoo's eyes widened… He had underestimated her. He'd thought that she would be too weak to run… too weak to deal with the crowds… but she was part of Mother, and Mother was strong. Yet Yazoo had a feeling that she would not last too long in the crowds… he knew that she'd probably collapse with so much blood loss. Kadaj, she's gotten away…
I see her, Kadaj replied grimly in only a matter of seconds.
We should just leave her to do as she wishes, came Loz's voice, and then we can drop in when she loses consciousness.
Kadaj growled at this.I will not allow Mother to suffer for that long… Yazoo, I want you to go and find us some supplies— Loz go and get the bikes. I'll retrieve Mother…
Fine.Yazoo walked off of the bridge, and— before fading into the bustling crowd— pulled his hood over his head. Once lost in the jumble of people, he met up with his dearest brother Loz. Loz stood there staring ahead into the crowd. The people past them, as if they were a jutting boulder on the side of a waterfall; the crowd was the waterfall.
"Do you think Mother's really worth it, anymore?" Loz murmured.
"She's Mother," Yazoo replied bluntly, "our mother— of course she's worth it."
Loz looked around, "Do you think geostigma is actually gone?"
"I wouldn't doubt it."
"Then that means that Mother has given up all hope on taking over the Planet…" Loz's whole body shook from staying still too long.
Yazoo smiled slightly, "That means she has a new plan."
Kitty ran fast through the crowd. She looked back a couple of times for any sign of Yazoo having followed her, but found none. As Kitty neared the village entrance— her escape from the brothers— the people around Kitty, suddenly, jumped back. The whole place became quiet, except for murmurings and whispers of this and that.
Kitty gasped, the people had migrated to the sides of the street leaving the middle vacant, except for her and two people entering the village. Two men: one with flamboyant spiky blonde hair, a turtle-necked sweatshirt, black pants, and what looked like Zack's buster sword and grey pauldron; the other was of African American descent, with a heavy metal-thing acting substitute for one of his arms, and kind but hard eyes.
The moment the two men spotted Kitty, Kitty had begun to back up. She didn't know who they were… or why the crowd had gone silent for them. She just knew that they could be anyone…
"Hey, you!" the man with metal for his arm called out, he was squinting at Kitty. It was almost as if he wasn't sure if it was blood he was seeing, or paint.
There was a murmur that washed through the sea of onlookers. "Do you see her face?" "What's up with all the blood, momma?" "Seventh Heaven…," "Delivery…," "Sephiroth…," "Defeated…," "Remnants."
It was all Kitty could take before she fled from the scene.
Holy shit, Kitty!
Zack? Is that you?
She missed them! She ran right past them!
Zack… she doesn't trust them… she doesn't even know them.
Kitty broke through a couple of startled people, who stared and pointed at her face. I know… I'm bleeding… Kitty thought in exasperation, she ran into an alley, and ran for the street ahead. She was almost to the street, when she began to feel woozy— but she kept on running.
Almost there, Kitty… come on girl… you can do this… Kitty was searching for another village exit. With the brothers looking for her and with those bizarre men at that village entrance, she was sure that they would hinder her from exiting.
A figure dropped down in front of Kitty from the roofs above.
Kitty skidded to a halt… No… please no…
Kadaj walked towards her with a small sadistic smile on his face, his hood down, his hair falling into his face. "Mother," he called, "there's no need to be afraid of us… I won't hurt you." His voice was soft. He was almost like a child, calling out to a badly-treated puppy. Yet his face told Kitty otherwise.
Kitty shook her head, and looked over her shoulder at the street she had just come from, "Leave me alone, sir… I'm no one's mother."
Kadaj smiled, "Oh but you are, Mother," Kadaj walked up to her, closing the distance in between them quickly.
"Stop calling me that!" Kitty lashed out at him, as he came so close that she could feel his cold breathe against her cheek.
Kadaj caught her wrist, and squeezed.
Kitty cried out; he was squeezing the part where her wrists were bandaged from having chafed badly.
"That's right," Kadaj hissed menacingly, "I can do worse than that if you don't cooperate, Mother. I don't want to but I will."
Kitty was reminded of the first time they had met… had it been two days ago? A week? Kitty wasn't sure how long she had been out cold, ever since something or someone had tried to take over her body, she'd been sleeping. That's all she knew.
There was a loud unfamiliar shout from down the alley, "Hey!"
With a flash Kadaj had Kitty pinned up against the alley wall with his body. He then narrowed his eyes and gazed at the intruder.
Kitty struggled against Kadaj, but it was in vain, carefully she turned her head to look at the person who Kadaj was glaring at. She gasped; it was one of the men that the crowd had gone silent for. He was the one with a sword like Zack's own, and spiky blonde hair.
"Big brother," Kadaj hissed.
The blonde haired man stepped forward, drawing his sword, "Let the girl go…"
Kitty watched the exchange of expressions in between the two men. There was anger apparent in the way the blonde man clenched his jaw, and threats portrayed in Kadaj's uncanny blue eyes. Kadaj pressed into Kitty harder. She could feel him tensing against her, and felt her own muscles tense up. Is he going to attack us? Kitty watched the blonde-haired man with wide eyes.
"My dear Big Brother," Kadaj exclaimed in a mocking tone, "aren't you happy to see me?"
The blonde man only took one step forward, brandishing his buster sword. Now that Kitty could see the man better, she could easily make out the defined muscles on his arms and the way he carried the sword as if it were weightless.
Suddenly the man let out an enraged yell and lunged forward, his buster sword above his head— poised to slice them in half.
Kitty cried out, and buried her face against Kadaj's chest… it was an unconscious habit to hide her eyes from something inevitable.
Kadaj watched the sword make its descent down upon him and Mother, he smiled scornfully, and— at the last second— moved out of the way of the blow. He turned to the left against the alley wall, and then, with Kitty still in his arms, jumped up on a dumpster and onto the roof.
My queen…
Sephiroth.
They approach. Not the planet on which my brothers still search for Jenova… but here. They're coming here to find it…
Then let them. They have no way of getting in without Kitty.
But what happens when they find her?
Let us not think about that now, Sephiroth…
Well then let me just explain to you the fact that Zack has just gone down there. He thinks that Cloud will be a better protector for the girl, and will rest at nothing to keep her away from my brothers.
He doesn't trust you yet, he doesn't trust your brothers either… But he doesn't know what you have done to earn my trust… Go and keep Zack away from her.
I will.
Out in the deserts… swiftly approaching a small village in the middle of nowhere was a man on a sleek-bodied bike. But something was wrong about this man; he spoke in snake hisses, and his eyes were nothing but rolling orbs of silver liquid. His fingernails were talons; his teeth were fangs, honed to sharp points; his skin was wrinkly; his hair was thin, white, and wispy.
While this creature rode, there would be a five minute pause, before he would let out an ominous shriek that echoed for miles. After ten more relentless cries, three more creatures identical to the first one had joined in the ride.
She who is the key… we must find… she who is the key… we must find…
Only someone who knew the dialect of these uncanny creatures would have been able to translate their hisses, to what is above: She who is the key… we must fine. This was the creatures' mantra… it was what the creatures had been created for. To find 'she who is the key.'
Yeah! I look forward to writing chapter seven! Mwa-ha-ha-ha-ha! Wa-ha-ha-ha-ha! cough please, R&R!