BloodyGrim: Here is the next chapter of The father of Gaia. Majority votes are for incest and slash, so there will be incest and slash. The name for Harrold or Harry in this world is Azrael. He is known as the Archangel of death. I am sorry if my other stories take forever to update but I keep getting distracted. So do not murder me or harm me in any way.

Warning: There is incest, slash, gore, swearing, and corruption. One pairing so far will be of Harrold or Azrael/Sephiroth/Vincent. :P You have been warned.

Disclaimer: BloodyGrim does not own any of Harry Potter or Final Fantasy 7. So do not flame or sue. Or whatever you do to plagiarizers. I do own my own ideas though so do not take them without my permission.

The Father of Gaia: Chapter 2 Dreams

Sephiroth POV

A man that looks to be in his late twenties stood in front of a group of thugs with hate filled eyes. He has ebony hair with silver highlights and tips pulled into a high ponytail that went to his waist with silver and black bangs framing his face. He stands at the height of 5'11'' and has the most intriguing emerald eyes. His face and body are feminine but the muscles flex with power a 1st class SOLDIER would be jealous of. He wears a soft but strong silver button up sleeveless shirt with a black leather ankle length coat that is unbuttoned part way to show the shirt, over it and that has slits that start at the thighs then ends at the bottom. He also wears black leather pants made out of belts and buckles tucked into black iron toed and heeled boots. (AN-the pants and boots are like undertakers from Kuroshitsuji. Except there is a hidden blade in the toe area.) The man holds a beautiful 5 foot long O-Katana. The blade is completely black with a silver circular guard and handle with the handle covered in silver bandages.

Currently the elegant looking man is snarling at the thugs. He speaks coldly to them. "How dare you do this to one of my descendants. To a child no less. I should have ignored Minerva and slaughtered your kind long ago when I had the chance. My world has become corrupt and filthy because of your kind."

Sephiroth raises an eyebrow at what the man said. What did he mean descendent? He looks no older than thirty. Minerva? Could he mean the Goddess Minerva? Wait, child? Sephiroth looks more closely at the group. There is a young girl around ten years old with long black hair. She looks as if someone cut her up for fun. If her hair was silver she would've looked like his sister. How is this possible?

One of the thugs, supposedly the leader, sarcastically talks back. "We can do whatever we want pretty boy. And how is this little pretty thing your descendent? You don't look older than thirty."

The elegant man's face turns blank. Then his emerald eyes start to glow red. His lips pulled back into a bloodthirsty smile. He twirls his sword with the grace of an experienced fighter. "I am Azrael the Archangel of Death and the father of Gaia. I've come to find my descendants. And what do I find? I find them being mistreated and manipulated. Seeing as you basically killed one of them. I'm going to return the favor, except in a more painful way."

The thugs start to show fear, feeling the aura of death. They back away fearfully, only to be rooted to the spot. The elegant man known as Azrael stalks towards them, shaking his head disapprovingly. "Now that's not nice. Walking away without being dismissed. I think you should be punished." Azrael grins evilly then lunges at the thugs to start the slaughter of fifteen filthy men.

_Time skip 5 minutes_

The feminine man, now known as Azrael, wipes his bloody katana on one of the thugs' corpses. Then sheaths the sword into a black sheathe, strapped to his back. He walks over to the dying young girl and kneels next to her. Sephiroth watches Azrael move the child's body so she looks as if she is only sleeping. Then he gently takes the child's head into his lap and gently combs his fingers through her hair. He begins to sing a song that Sephiroth remembers from his dreams, in an enchanting voice.

Come little children

I'll take thee away

Into a land of enchantment

Come little children

The time's come to play

Here in my garden of

Shadows

Follow sweet children

I'll show thee the way

Through all the pain and the sorrows

Weep not poor children

For life is this way

Murdering beauty and passions

Hush now dear children

It must be this way

To weary of life and deceptions

Rest now my children

For soon we'll away

Into the calm and the quiet

Come little children

I'll take thee away

Into a land of enchantment

Come little children

The time's come to play

Here in my garden of

Shadows

Azrael waves his hand over the girls face. Closing her eyes and dispersing her spirit into the Lifestream. Tears of silver blood glide down his face onto the young girls. Sephiroth hears him whisper, "This world is so cruel to me and my descendants. Why does this have to happen to my children? I don't even know what my own son looks like. Hojo will pay for this dearly."

Sephiroth looks at the man with a new light. He knows Hojo? Did Hojo take his son from him? Now that I think of it. This man Azrael looks sort of like me. Why?

Before Sephiroth could think more on it, Azrael stands up. Azrael turns around and looks right at where he is hiding. He says tiredly, "Young one, please come out. I did not mean for you to see that. Lately I have become less… here." He waves his hand to indicate the surrounding area.

Sephiroth widens his eyes in surprise, but walks out from the shadows. He sees Azrael's eyes widen in disbelief and hopefulness. Sephiroth wonders what could make the man look so lost but show hope at the same time. Sephiroth opens his mouth as if to ask something, but Azrael says a word that leaves him with a feeling he knows not.

"My filius sidera*. Y-you're alive. He told me you were dead. Hojo said you were killed by some monsters along with your mom. He, he lied to me. A friend of mine betrayed me again." Azrael slides down to his knees clawing his fingers through his hair. Azrael grits his teeth together as they grew into shark like fangs. He starts to make this keening sound that makes something in Sephiroth ache.

Sephiroth walks towards Azrael hesitantly. He kneels down in front of Azrael and lifts his chin up with his pointer finger and thumb. He opens his mouth and says, "…

BloodyGrim: And the end of chapter 2. Sorry, you have to wait to see what happens next. And it would be nice if I got some feedback. It encourages me to write faster. So Read and Review!

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Oh yeah and I'm starting a kuroshitsuji fanfic called 'Dancing with a Huntress'. So yeah check it out when it's posted.