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Roxas' pov

I gazed out the window at the landscape we drove past. The road was old and would barely fit two cars next to each other, though it seemed like it wasn't used that often. We passed a field and a seemingly abandoned house near the edge of the forest behind the field. I turned my gaze ahead.

"We're soon there, it's just up ahead by that tree."

I followed his hand and saw the tree we crashed into. He parked the car half on the road and walked behind me as I walked down; the road was higher up, sort of on a very long hill. There were markings in the ground despite the years that had passed. Sephiroth stayed back as I walked around. I didn't remember much but I had a feeling of where the car had been and where I had been lying and sat down in that spot. I closed my eyes and lay down on the ground trying to remember. I saw the memory of the crash replaying before my eyes; my mother's last request echoing over and over. I became nauseous the more I tried to remember but managed to keep it down. I concentrated on the conversation between my father and the… man, it was a man. I pushed away the headache that was forming and let my father's voice grow louder and clearer till I heard them clearly.

"I'm not going to tell you anything!" My father said to the other man.

"You will if you don't want your family to… have a little accident." The man said in a dark and raspy like voice.

"You wouldn't dare." Father growled.

"Are you certain?" You could hear the smirk in his voice.

I heard a faint melody, probably from a phone.

"Yes?" The unfamiliar man answered. "… I see, perfect." He hung up. "Looks like you don't have to worry." The man said. "I got what I need. Unfortunately, you and your wife will be in my way if I let you live, but be thankful, I won't touch your children." His words were followed by a pained cry from father. "When I have that key, no one will be able to stop me."

I heard his footsteps as he approached me and my mother. Mother fell limp over me, I stared up through her hair and saw those eyes, filled with madness. Those yellow eyes that showed no shred of sanity and that laugh that filled my ears.

I snapped my eyes open; sweat was dripping down my face. Sephiroth was sitting next to me with his arm around my shoulders keeping me in a sitting position.

"Are you alright?" He asked softly, stroking my hair.

"Yeah, just…" I felt a wave of nausea come over me along with a headache. "I think I'm gonna' be sick." I crawled away and threw up.

Sephiroth rubbed my back and then handed me a tissue which I gladly took.

"Feeling better?"

I nodded and slowly got to my feet. My legs were shaking and my knees buckled under me. Sephiroth managed to grab me before I fell to the ground and lifted me up and held me in his arms.

"I'm taking you home, whether you found something out or not." His voice was stern but kind, almost like a father berating his child.

"S'fine, I know…" I mumbled out before he shushed me.

"Let me get you to the car first, and something to drink."

He carried me bridal style back to the vehicle and put me in the front seat then he handed me a bottle of water. I rinsed my mouth and spit it out, outside the car of course, then drank slowly. Sephiroth got into the driver's seat and turned to me.

"Better?"

"Yes, thank you." I took a deep breath and felt slightly better.

Sephiroth started the car and managed to turn it and began driving home. We went passed the house and I thought I saw a faint light in the upstairs' window but it was so faint that I wasn't sure. After a moment of silence Sephiroth spoke up.

"What is your verdict?" He asked.

"They were murdered." Sephiroth looked pained and I couldn't help but feel with him, though I hid it. "But what I can't understand is how he killed them, shouldn't it have shown?"

Sephiroth was silent as he kept his eyes on the road before he sighed.

"What I'm about to ask, you can't speak to anyone else to." His voice was dead serious.

"I won't, I promise."

"I know that your parents often took you with them for work."

"Yes?"

"Did they ever teach you something that was your shared secret?"

My first instinct was to say 'no' but then I remembered the writing I had translated, though I couldn't remember what it looked like or what it had meant.

"Yes." I said but not telling him what our secret was.

"Was it a language?" His voice was tense.

"…no." Sephiroth sighed in relief. "It was symbols." Sephiroth tensed and swore quietly.

"I was afraid of that." He said with a hint of sorrow. "Whatever they taught you, you can't tell anyone else."

"Wha…"

"This is important, tell no one of this, no matter who asks, no one, ever."

"Why? What is it that I know?"

"I can't tell you yet, and do not try to remember more of it. The more you know, the more danger you're in." I could feel the colour drain from my face. "I will call a friend of mine and have him investigate the murders, but it can only be done in secrecy. The man who killed them must not know that you were there, so you don't have to worry."

"But he got what he wanted, why would he care?" I couldn't help but be frightened.

"I will know as soon as I've talked to that friend of mine, he knows more than I do."

I felt suffocated; I nearly wished that I hadn't remembered anything. Sephiroth must've seen my face because he reached out and drew me into a comforting hug.

"I'll make sure you and your brothers are safe, and don't worry, nothing will probably happen anyway." He said soothingly.

We continued the drive in silence and even though he'd told me, I couldn't help but wanting to remember what the symbols meant. But if I knew, what would happen then?

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