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Reflections

And so more chapters are written

For this lonely hound.

-AOG-

Lucrecia

I've never tried

You had his eyes

I realized I never…

Sorry?

Yuffie…

She was my light in the darkness that I surrounded myself with. She had seen the heartache of her country growing up. A heartache that was caused by Shinra, the company I had once served. Then why?

I'm a monster who…

A monster who is enshrouded by sin, a monster undeserving of her affection and caresses. I'm nothing more then the taint that embodies sin. Why then, did I seek redemption? Forget me.

Love me…?

Why?

Always have…

I…

I never knew when her affection became love and I never saw it coming. I was cursed. She didn't care. She sought my presence. I denied her. She illuminated the dark corners of my being with her exuberance. I never told her, of course. I couldn't take her tears, so when she approached me again, I submitted to her pleas.

Pregnant…?

Healthy

That's good

Mine?

The light she graced me with, grew tenfold. The first time I realized I loved her had been when she laid in a hospital bed presenting me with her tiny miracle. The others were happy and smiling and I felt something trace along my features. It was something I hadn't done in a long time. I truly smiled. The smile grew when I felt her miracle grab my hand with her tiny fingers.

Name?

Looking towards her I hadn't noticed her question. Her beautiful face looked at me in which she waited expectantly. She laughed melodiously and repeated the question. I looked to the beautiful baby girl in my arms and smiled at my future wife.

"Yuphemia."

Passing

I cherished my time with my new family. I couldn't believe I had a family. Long walks were taken and Cerberus was left to collect dust. Tattered clothing was replaced with clothing that was normal for Wutai civilians. There was nothing I wished for, that is until I realized what was happening between us. I tried to overlook it for a time, but I found myself unsuccessful in doing so.

My daughter and I watched her wither in her old age. My daughter questioned me many times on my appearance and her mother, but I couldn't look into her crimson eyes. That was especially so when I had informed that her mother was dying. Crimson eyes that shed tears, coupled with her mother's features made me crumble inside.

Yet time went on as she passed as well. Why was I cursed? Why did they have to die? Why, I had cried throughout the centuries. My sins would never be forgiven. With the extinguishing of their lives, the light was extinguished and so the darkness had returned in me. My confinement was inevitable and so I gathered the belongings that tied me to the world and resigned myself to rest.

I felt an inquisitive stare on my features as I awakened from my reverie. Trees and all different types of shrubbery awaited my eyes. I could feel a faint trace of heat issuing forth from the smoldering embers of the campfire. My eyes picked up a glance coming from the woman in dark clothing sitting on log with the others. Even though the night sky had darkened, I could see the resent mistrust in her eyes. It was something I had dealt with for most of my life.

I had always enjoyed seclusion for the most part. Seclusion led to less pain, but with more nightmares. I sighed to myself as I would gladly take the nightmares. It was my own masochistic sense of atonement. I heard footsteps from my side as I noticed the summoner approach me.

"Come join us," said a somewhat frightful Yuna. The apprehension could be clearly seen in her eyes.

I could see the blonde boy keeping an eye on her. The two seemed to be connected in someway.

"No," I replied simply, shifting due to my back being rigid from being pressed against a large tree.

"That tree surely can't be that comfortable," she said as she saw my shifting.

Reluctantly I felt my back leave the tree of its own accord and feel a small hand clutch mine. I felt myself being dragged towards the campfire to await the others. I cursed my decision in agreeing to accompany her group. My body complied of its own accord and for that I was astonished. Being a guardian meant that her needs were more important. I never thought that I would be bonded to her every whim.

Taking a seat on one of the logs away from the others I resigned to stare at the embers as I grew annoyed. I could feel their gazes linger on my form as one of them asked a question.

"So, where were you from?" asked Tidus, the one with the blondish hair.

Looking away I annoyingly sighed.

"Its not a matter of where I'm from, but when." I could see the crimson eyes of the spell caster grow in interest as this was said.

I then felt something quiver to my side as I turned and saw the form of Rikku, the one I had mistaken for Yuffie, my love. She was holding onto my cape as she gazed into my eyes. There was a sense of longing in them I had only seen once before. Suddenly there was a cry coming from deeper in the woods to which I noticed that the rest had gathered their weapons. My gaze then went to Yuna as she said something under her breath which thanks to my torment I could hear.

"Sin."

The monstrous beast groaned what appeared to be a sonata as it hovered in the air breaking trees as if they were twigs. He followed the others when all of a sudden tendrils from the monster broke off and flew in their direction. He saw the others unaware of the incoming object. They would be slaughtered if he didn't act now. With an acrobatic ease he leapt into a tree and launched himself towards the object.

Swirled eyes looked on in awe as the crimson gunman flew towards the incoming Sinspawn. She watched as he effortlessly landed on it, shooting several shots into the creature and leaving it to fall to the ground safely away from their position. Finally he made his successful land before the group to await more of the creatures.

Three more of them landed in front of them awaiting to attack. There was no sign of fatigue that could be seen in his face. A clear sign of determination could be seen in his feature as he prepared to engage the monster. A cold hand gripped his arm and made him turn away from the creatures.

There looking at him was the spell caster with crimson eyes.

"Don't get in over your head," she whispered.

Shrugging from her grip he walked towards to the creatures much to the rest of the group's protests. Black and red mix and outline my body as I prepare to do the unthinkable.

"Well, I'm going to try."

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