Yo it's Vance again. I've already got the first few chapters of this story written on paper but I still have to type it all out, but I'm a fast typer so yeah. Also happy birthday Baz, he turned ** years old yesterday so congrats.

"Please wake up." A small voice whispered, it was weak and sound like it was spoken through choked sobs. "I'm sorry Sephy, I won't make you play house anymore, please wake up." Sephiroth heard the voice more clearly, he could tell it was Weiss.

"Weiss?" He had to force the word out his mouth, after he heard the sobs halt for a second he forced his eyes open and looked around. The room was white and he was in a bed. Most four year olds would be confused when waking up somewhere unfamiliar, but he could tell he was in a hospital room. It was strange because he'd never been in a hospital before but he could remember many times he woke up in one from bullet wounds and other injuries from great battles that he for some reason remembered. "Weissy?" He whispered looking at his twin who was staring at him with red eyes filled with tears.

"SEPHY!" She screamed as she latched onto him and started bawling into his shirt. Sephiroth smiled at his sister and wrapped his arms around her. "I'm so sorry, the doctor man told mommy and daddy that you broke our play room and hurt yourself because you were really upset. I didn't mean to Sephy, we won't play house anymore." She cried into her brother thinking that she caused his outburst.

Sephiroth held his crying sister for a little longer for getting her attention. "You didn't make me upset, it was something else." He told her as she began to calm down slightly.

Weiss sniffled and wiped her nose. "Then what did?" She said choking down her sobs.

Sephiroth closed his eyes and thought about everything he could now remember and all the things he now knew. He couldn't completely comprehend it all at the moment, it was just to much information to take in at once. What he was able to piece together however were some of the basic ideas behind it all however. "I need you to keep this a secret okay?" He asked his sister while holding up his pinky to her which she nodded and shook it with hers. "When my head started hurting I remembered a bunch of weird stuff that never happened, I remember myself being all grown up and fighting bad guys, like a hunter but I wasn't a hunter. It's all really weird Weissy, I'm kind of scared." He told his sister looking a little worried.

Weiss looked to be having a hard time understanding everything he was saying. "What are you gonna do?" She asked her brother.

The boy was quiet for a few minutes before answering. "I'm gonna become a Huntsmen."

Ten years later

Sephiroth and Weiss sat in their seats at the tournament watching the current match. Sephiroth was the only one competing this year, sense he was only fourteen he had to enter the the minors division, which unsurprisingly didn't pose much of a challenge to him.

After his incident as a child his father hired a former huntsmen to tutor him in how to control his massive aura, once he was old enough the huntsmen began teaching him the basics of combat. Weiss naturally followed his example and also aspired to be a huntress, the two remained inseparable as always and were always off together somewhere practicing or studying. Weiss remained the only person Sephiroth ever talked to about the memories he had, over the past decade he had been able to make more and more sense of it all and understood far more than he did at first. He and Weiss had talked about everything he could remember and all the terrible things he remembered doing. For a little while he was depressed over it all until his sister convinced him that he wasn't the one who did any of those things, that the Sephiroth that committed all those atrocities died and he just inherited his memories but was still a different person.

After putting a lot of thought into it he decided that he was going to make up for all the terrible things the other him had done by becoming a huntsmen and making the world a better place. He even took on the dream of one of the men he remembered, he was determined to become a hero.

Sephiroth was seen as a prodigy by his former tutor and current teachers at the combat school he and Weiss attended, his skills overshadowed every one of his classmates both younger and older and his grades were consistently at the top of his class. He had been made several offers to be skipped up grades but always refused to be separated from his sister.

"Do you see anyone you think can match you?" Weiss asked while watching the fight.

Sephiroth pulled out his scroll and began scrolling through the list of combatants in the tournament they were attending, it was a regional tournament in Mistral that they convinced their father to let them attend when they accompanied him on his business trip. Sephiroth was only able to convince him by agreeing to attend one of his executive meetings with him. Although he was training to become a Huntsmen his father still insisted in grooming him to one day take over the company sense he was the only son, which by tradition made him the heir.

"Several have high marks in their schools, though this one seems interesting." He responded showing his sister the one who interested him.

Weiss saw the picture and smiled. "Pyrrha Nikos, I've heard of her. She won last year and is probably gonna win again." Weiss paused for a moment. "Well she was going to win until you entered. Honestly it's hardly fair sense you've already got a lifetime of battlefield experience in that head of yours." She pouted thinking about how she's never beaten him in sparring.

Sephiroth smiled at his sisters childish attitude. "Will the next combatants please make their way to the ring." A voice could heard over the loud speaker.

"That's me." He said standing up and began walking toward the rings entrance, his opponent was a very bulky young man around his age wielding a mace and wearing armor, a bird was emblazoned across the chest.

"I didn't know I'd be fighting a girl." The boy laughed referring to Sephiroth's long hair. He only chuckled at the comment before dropping into a fighting stance.

"I was going to use my blade for this, but I believe you could use a bit of humility." He spoke in his monotone voice as calm as ever.

"Begin!"

Two hours later

"Before we begin with the final match of the tournament we would like to congratulate everyone who part took in this years Junior combat tournament and extend a invitation to any who wish to return next year." The announcer spoke through the intercom. "Now without further delay let us welcome our finalists!" The crowd began cheering louder than normal at this. "First we have the returning champ, Sanctums very own PYRRHA NIKOS!" The crowd erupted into thunderous cheers as the redheaded huntress in training walked out into the ring.

From his place in the shadows of the tunnel to the ring Sephiroth smiled to himself. "It's seems she's the crowd favorite." It made sense, her matches had been far more entertaining to watch the his. His first opponent, the boy who liked to talk, he got into a hold and gave the boy a choice of either having his arm broken in three places or surrender. The match only lasted forty five seconds in total and neither one actually showed off any flashy techniques but he still won. His other two matches were both ended with him disarming his opponent and demanding their surrender as well, they were also both a year younger than he was so it would have ended just as quickly even if her decided to fight conventionally. Needless to say the crowd all felt a bit jipped from having three matches end in less the two minutes each.

"And her opponent, haling from Atlas and heir to the Schnee throne, SEPHIROTH SCHNEE!" Quite a few members of the crowd started booing and yelling generic insults you would here at sporting events. Sephiroth looked up into the stands where he saw his sister sitting looking like she was about to murder someone as she listened to the many jeers. What surprised him however was his father was sitting with his sister as well looking completely indifferent, he also saw several of his families bodyguards standing nearby.

Once he made it to the center of the ring and stood across from Pyrrha he gave a quick light bow. "It's an honor Ms. Nikos, I hope you show me a better time than my previous opponents." He said as he straightened back up and grinned.

"I can only do my best." She replied happily, Sephiroth's grin grew. She wasn't arrogant from her fame and skill, he respected that.

Sephiroth drew his weapon which consisted of a swords handle and guard minus the blade, it was longer than the average katana handle. The handle was black and wrapped in white cloth. It was an almost perfect recreation of the weapon he remembered using in his 'other' lifetime but without the blade, he also named the blade Masamune as an homage to the weapon.

Pyrrha drew her short sword and shield and readied herself as well, she watched his weapon carefully, she was suspicious of the lack of a blade. "Three, two, one, begin!" Sephiroth pulled a cartridge of some kind out of his pocket and inserted it into the top of the handle where the blade was meant to be, he then pulsed his aura into the weapon and a long red blade extended out for about eight feet.

He lunged forward and swung his blade at Pyrrha, though she read his moves and rolled backwards out of his range. What she hadn't expected however was for a thin wave of fire to be launched from the blade after he swung it, as well as three more following it from continued swings. Pyrrha raised her shield blocking each slash being pushed back slightly with each attack, the moment she lowered her shield Sephiroth was already on her bringing his blade down on her. She raised he blade and parried the attack before engaging him in a series of clashes sending sparks flying.

After a volley of strikes the two locked blades, Sephiroth almost missed her barely touching his metal bracelets. They quickly jumped away from each other, Sephiroth was quick to reengage though and used the length of his blade to his advantage by attacking from a distance which she couldn't counter. He took a swing towards her shoulder which should have landed, however at the very last possible second he felt a slight tug on his wrist that set his blade just off course. Pyrrha took full advantage of this and was able to land a solid blow on Sephiroth's chest and right arm before he jumped back.

Sephiroth frowned and looked down at his wrist, then he smiled. "So that's how it is." He spoke just loud enough for Pyrrha to hear. She narrowed her eyes as he retracted the dust that made up his blade and took out the cartridge, he placed the handle into his mouth before taking off his bracelets and placing them in his pocket earning a frown from Pyrrha as she knew he figured out her semblance, though she was happy he seemed to be keeping a low profile about it. Sephiroth took the handle out of his mouth and pulled out another cartridge, this time the blade was yellow after extending. "Shall we continue?"

In the stands

Weiss watched as her brother engaged once again with the redheaded champion with a smile, she could tell he was having a good time facing her. She knew he was holding a great deal back, but was putting more effort into this match than he usually did in spars with her. She wasn't afraid to admit the Pyrrha outclassed her in single combat so it was only natural for her to be more difficult to face, but even with all her skill she didn't stand any real chance in this match. Still, as long as her brother had a little bit of fun then she was happy.

Weiss turned to her father who was watching the fight carefully. "He's gotten stronger hasn't he?" He surprised her by speaking first, her father was generally not big on small talk, even with his own family.

"Yeah, and he's even better than this, you should see how his semblance is coming along." She frowned upon mentioning the semblance, she knew that she had accidentally just opened up a whole series of questions she didn't want to answer.

"And how is yours?" He asked knowing her answer already, it was no secret that she had a problem with summoning.

"I've decided to focus on other aspects of it rather than just the one." She answered evading the question.

Her father didn't look convinced but opted to go back to the match. "He had that book of his published, it's actually selling quite well according to the publisher I had publish it. What was the name of that book again?" He asked himself.

"Loveless, it's a story based off a poem he wrote." He answered her father, she knew all about the book, she's the one who encouraged him to put it to paper and have it published. He remembered it word for word from his past life and recited it to her along with the story behind it and she found it to be beautiful. After a bit of convincing he gave in but only under the condition that he would rename the characters to be Zack, Genesis, and Angeal. The book had already been on the best seller list for a month and had earned Sephiroth quite a bit of lien which he decided to save for a rainy day.

"Regardless it's selling quite well, I might even have to talk to him about writing a squeal if it continues." Weiss chuckled at this, she was still trying to convince him to write a narrative of his past life and sell it as fiction, she believed it would good for him to get it out in some way other than to her when they were alone.

"I'm working on that actually." She smiled earning a glance from her father.

Back with Sephiroth

The two fighters jumped away from each other, Pyrrha was panting lightly while Sephiroth only had a few beads of sweat on his brow. "It's refreshing isn't it? To have an enemy who can truly put you to the test. Being extraordinarily skilled and strong comes with the down side of boredom, fighting weaker opponents becomes mere tedium, it's hell for warriors like us." He spoke again only loud enough for Pyrrha to hear as he retracted his blade once more.

Pyrrha nodded as she caught her breath while glancing at the aura boards, she was down to forty percent of her aura while he was sitting comfortably at ninety. "I understand what you mean, facing opponents who pose no real challenge takes the fun out of a fight. But after fighting enough people who aren't at your level you are truly able to appreciate finding someone stronger then you are. I've found that in you it seems." She smiled fully aware that he had been holding back, it wasn't hard to tell, sense he was a Schnee that meant that his semblance was glyphs and he hadn't used any in their match so far.

Sephiroth looked at the girl in front of him and could see the fire in her eyes, the same fire he remembered seeing in Cloud's eyes in his past life when he was determined to stop him from destroying the planet. He could tell that she would be very important in the future and knew that he needed to help her reach her fullest potential. "Nothing motivates a warrior to become stronger than to be faced with an overwhelming obstacle. I believe that this world will need someone like you in these coming years Pyrrha Nikos, though you will need to become stronger than you are now, it's your destiny, I can feel it." Sephiroth put the handle of his blade back into it's holster on his lower back. "So allow me to provide an overwhelming obstacle."

Pyrrha thought she had a pretty good grasp on the power that a hunter or any person could achieve as did everyone in the arena that day who were watching the match, but when Sephiroth raised his hands and it began glowing a dark blue color, all their original thoughts went out the window with what he did. A massive glyph easily wider than the coliseum they were in appeared in the sky. A flash of blinding light appeared forcing all to shield their eyes, when the light faded they heard a loud roar and looked to see an enormous blue and white dragon flying above the stadium.

The Bahamut recreation lowered it's down until its feet touched down on the arena floor causing it to shake and crack, Sephiroth stood with his back to it as it stared down at a wide eyed and nearly trembling Pyrrha. "This is your obstacle, and one day you will be able to overcome it I have no doubt. However, that day is not today." Sephiroth waved his hand and the Bahamut let out another loud roar that shook the entire stadium before it began disintegrating into blue ashes that soon faded into the air. Once the dragon was fully gone Sephiroth turned towards the rings exit. "I forfeit." He didn't have to say it very loud sense the entire stadium was silent after his display, a few moments after he disappeared into the shadows of the tunnel a buzzer sounded signaling the end of the of the match, another few moments later the crowd exploded into deafening applause.

Hours later

Sephiroth sat in the back of a limo with his arms crossed and his head leaned back, Weiss sat next to him on her scroll as she looked through forums that were talking about Sephiroth's match with Pyrrha. Many were complaining that there was no official television recording of the match and only blurry and shaking phone recordings, which definitely wasn't because Sephiroth went and had a word with the tournament director and bribed him with a very generous amount of money to destroy the footage of the match.

Weiss had quickly congratulated him on the match even if he technically lost because of forfeit. His father on the other hand seemed rather shocked by his display of power, he had known his son was a prodigy with a monstrous amount of aura but he never would have imagined what he had just seen being possible. Weiss wasn't surprised by the show of strength sense she'd seen it before, she was the only person Sephiroth trusted to keep his full strength a secret.

He knew he could have gotten the same results of convince Pyrrha to train even harder and reach even greater heights with something smaller, but she wasn't the only reason he did what he did. There were also two people in attendance to the tournament the who he also wanted to get the attention of. The first he had heard a rumor about being there, Professor Ozpin of Beacon Academy. He wanted to gain the mans interest so that he could guarantee a spot at his school in two years.

The second he wasn't sure of however, he didn't know who it was or if they actually existed outside of his imagination, but when he entered the stadium that day he could feel the presence of someone with power that felt as though it rivaled his own, maybe even matched it. Whoever it was he surely got his message out to them, a message that said 'I know your out there, now you know I'm here to'.

Sephiroth looked to his father who was also on his scroll. "Thank you for coming to my match father, it meant a lot." He said with a genuine smile on his face surprising his father who smiled in return and began talking about it with him.

Elsewhere

It had been several hours after he saw that guy call forth that monster and he still couldn't get it out of his head. He pulled out his scroll and pulled up the picture he took of the beast. "Terrifying right? Though I bet you could beat it." A voice came from side of the teenage boy holding the scroll. He looked over and saw his adoptive older sister standing there with a smile.

Most would never expected them to be siblings sense she was a faunus, as was obvious from her large rabbit ear on her head, and the fact that he was a human. That didn't matter however as he saw her and their parents as his family blood be damned. "I'm not so sure, that guy is something else. I am sure of one thing though." He closed his scroll and stowed it in his pocket.

"What's that?"

The boy smiled as he began walking away from the bench in the park they had been sitting on and towards the sidewalk. "He's definitely gonna play a role in my story." He told his sister who was following him.

And theres chapter 2, my chapters will probably be a little bit longer than Baz's usually are so I got that going for me at least. To all those wondering, yes I am bringing in ONE other Final Fantasy character in this story can you guess who? Also I will be buffing some of the villains to make them pose a bit more of a threat to our boy Sephiroth. Also I am still trying to come up with a pairing for him so tell me who you'd like to see him with, I normally would ask Baz but he keeps chanting 'Velvet, Velvet, Velvet' everytime I ask even though I keep telling him no, Velvet's his favorite girl if you hadn't noticed from his other stories. Anyway I hope you all liked it, and would love to hear your thoughts. LATER.