Chapter 1
Within the Shinra building, a rebel force was imprisoned with titanium walls. An ex-Soldier named Cloud was in this band, along with Tifa, Barrette, Red XIII, and a shy yet kind woman named Aeris. The group was divided in pairs and placed in three cells. All, with the exception of Aeris, who was alone in hers.
Aeris fumbled with her blondish-brown hair as she sat on the captor cabin's trundle bed. Sitting there alone in the confined room, she wondered how the others were doing. She folded her hands together in her lap upon her pink dress. She thought of how she stumbled into this mess. Before long, she begun to grow tired.
'A good nap will suffice, until whatever awaits.' She thought as she laid herself down upon the cot. Before she knew it, her green eyes had fluttered shut and sleep had overcome her.
Footsteps echoed through the storage room after a tall man in a black trench coat and flowing silver hair exited the elevator. He marched toward the hallway, leading to the stairs. He quickly passed tanks used in experiments and research for Shinra. His eyes scanned the perimeter, quick enough to notice a research clipboard on a cargo box with the word "Cetra" written on it. A scientist approached the room, busy reading reports on other specimens. The black dressed man stood stone still as the busy man advanced. He looked up, jumping a bit at the sight of the dark outfitted man.
"Hey, you aren't allow in here without authorization. I'll have to ask you to leave if you don't show some proper ID" the scientist said calmly, adjusting his glasses upon his nose.
"Of course, but I did not bring my ID card with me, but I can assure you that I am one important person." The silver-haired man said, smirking.
"oh? And who, may I ask are you then?" the scientist inquired.
"I am Sephiroth, or, also known as your death." With that, he quickly grabbed the scientist and clasped his head and giving his neck a sharp turn, ending with several popping noises from the mans spine. The one known as Sephiroth carelessly tossed the dead man aside, returning his attention back to the board. Written on it were reports of a female Cetra specimen, reported to be one of the two last remaining upon the planet. He read the tests and analysis' they put her through, it seemed she had been here at a young age before vanishing until just recently. The reports stated that her mother was dead yet not confirmed. They also had the cabin cell number she was being held in.
"Room 273? If this female is truly a Cetra then I must look into this." Sephiroth left with a slight charge of enthusiasm as he headed towards his destination.
A guard let out a low cry in agony as crimson blood began to trickle from his mouth, Sephiroth withdrew his long Katana, placing it back at his hip. He turned the corner to the prison chamber cells. He examined the numbers, two hundred fifty-eight, two hundred sixty-two, two hundred seventy. Two hundred seventy-three! He stood at the doorway with a devious smile dancing upon his lips.
The door, however, was fingerprint prone scanner. Fortunately, Sephiroth had dismembered the last guard's hand for this security purpose. He roughly placed the index finger of the bloody hand upon the scanner, casually peering down the hall, waiting. Few seconds later, a mechanic female voice responded. "Perform data entry approved, door 273 unlocked, have a nice day, David Trunton." The silver-haired man, expressionless, pushed the switch upon the door lock. The metal door slid open quickly. He dropped the disjoined hand to the ground, proceeding on.
Sephiroth stood at the entranceway looking in quietly. He found a girl, yes, yet her appearance did not match the physical description upon the clipboard he had read earlier. Accompanying the female who laid upon the bed was a familiar man with blonde spiky hair who was leaning upon the wall asleep like the girl. A distant memory flashed up from the back of Sephiroth's mind.
'The sharp pain of a sword slashing through my body. I thrusted my sword into him, yet he was strong enough to overpower me and throw me over. Falling, falling, into a long slumber within the Mako. How is it he still lives? Shall I take possession of this boy's life, or his usefulness?'
"I shall let him live, he may be of use later. Now, I must have the wrong room, idiotic humans." Sephiroth muttered. He turned back to the hallway, not bothering to close the door.
"Now, where is that girl, I must not waste time." He quietly stalked to the nearest door, using the severed hand, he placed it to the scanner. The female voice chimed again, "Perform data entry approved, door 275 unlocked, have a nice day, David Trunton."
"Yes, yes." Sephiroth logged into the computer layout of the imprisoning cells. "Activating prisoner information." He typed in "Cetra" and within seconds the computer system locked on to the room bringing up the cell number. The room containing the Ancient, or Cetra, was only one room from the previous one.
He marched over to the cell door impatiently. He repeated the process of opening the door once more. Once open, the tall man in black stepped within the room. His footsteps echoed in the silent room. He caught sight of the woman almost immediately. She was lying upon the bed, sleeping silently. He approached her to inspect her.
She was a woman in either her late teens or early twenties with long brownish hair with striates of blondness to it that caressed her face gently, the length of it was twisted and tied back into a braid. She wore attire of a pink dress with a red jacket and blackened brown boots, She was no more than about 5 foot 2 or 3.
As he stood over her he looked into her face. At once, a sense of sereneness and a soothing feeling struck him. He noticed how she breathed every so lightly; so quiet and fragile she looked. He had cared nothing of women relating with sexual desires before, yet this woman struck him oddly in a way he could not describe nor put into words. He knelt down slowly, noticing a sweet aroma of what may have been the fragrance of a gentle perfume. Unable to help it, he inhaled the scent several times.
The thought of a fragile porcelain doll, crafted for the most decorative display, was brought to mind as he looked at her. Immediately, he had the strange sensation of touching her face. Cautiously, he removed his black bloodstained glove from his right hand before gradually reaching toward her immaculate face.
His fingers hung motionlessly above the girl's cheek. Carefully, he touched her warm skin. The unconscious girl smiled gingerly in her slumber. Her skin was warm and smooth to him, his touch led to stroking the girl's cheek, then touching her lips. Oh, how he ached to witness the color of the young woman's eyes. The girl's breathing stirred suddenly and the man immediately retracted his hand and stood up. He was alarmed the girl would awake and scream; yet she only changed her sleeping position to her side. Her full eyelashes that crowned her eyelids remained closed.
Sephiroth silently stepped backwards towards the door, still staring at the girl. He finally took a last peek at her before exiting the door and allowing it to close behind him. He stroked his jaw in thought. 'Strange, why do I feel this way?! What good is a little girl? Cetra. humph! I need fewer distractions in this mission. She wouldn't be of any use and would most likely be a dead weight. Mother! I am coming to release you from your dank cell!' With that, he set off down the hall he came from and back towards the place of his destination.
Everything has been flying by so fast; I can barely keep up! First when I wake up, Cloud comes running in saying we have to leave as quick as possible, which is quite a relief to me until we go down the hall and turn the corner to find all the employees dead and blood strewn everywhere! Then when we get to the roof, we find the head honcho president guy impaled upon a huge katakana sword. Then suddenly everyone is talking about Sephiroth returning, you know, the one that died sometime back. He killed the president apparently. Some of us thought he might be like Avalanche and cares for the planet, but Cloud said he isn't like that. Anyway, some guy in white called Rufus, who is somewhat attractive until he opens his snotty mouth at you, shows up and the next thing I know, everyone's fighting huge machines and then speeding down the highway in Shinra company cars. Oh my head aches from the exhaustion. Now, after leaving Midgar, I can now finally see what I was never able to all my life! Nature! Well, except around Midgar where it's sucked dry. But I can finally look at the sky in clear and plain view! It is amazing. It is so beautiful. I have to admit, right now I'm crying. How silly of me. I hate to cry, it makes me feel weaker than I already am. It's just, It somewhat saddens me that I'm twenty- two and it's now my first time in the real world. Well, we're now taking a breather in a cute little town called Kalm. I remember my step-mother saying she had friends here and used to visit, but that was when she was younger and everything wasn't as bad as it is now. Cloud got us all a room at the inn here. I haven't seen such nice homes. Back home I tried to make our house nice but these ones are bigger and prettier. Look, I'm rambling. Well, Cloud explained the whole incident with Sephiroth from his past when he was in SOLDIER. It shocked me on how dramatic he was about it. And this Sephiroth character. He gives me the chills. Something, in the back of my mind, is telling me something big and substantial is going to happen soon. I want to keep this diary so I can record everything. I should be asleep right now so I'll enter more later.
Aeris
Aeris wiped the warm tears away as she gently closed her new journal and hid it amongst the various other items in her new pack she had been able to purchase in the town. With a click, her flashlight was slid into the pack and covered both with her new pair of clothing. Once her head hit the chocobo down pillow, it was only seconds until sleep took her again.
Within the Shinra building, a rebel force was imprisoned with titanium walls. An ex-Soldier named Cloud was in this band, along with Tifa, Barrette, Red XIII, and a shy yet kind woman named Aeris. The group was divided in pairs and placed in three cells. All, with the exception of Aeris, who was alone in hers.
Aeris fumbled with her blondish-brown hair as she sat on the captor cabin's trundle bed. Sitting there alone in the confined room, she wondered how the others were doing. She folded her hands together in her lap upon her pink dress. She thought of how she stumbled into this mess. Before long, she begun to grow tired.
'A good nap will suffice, until whatever awaits.' She thought as she laid herself down upon the cot. Before she knew it, her green eyes had fluttered shut and sleep had overcome her.
Footsteps echoed through the storage room after a tall man in a black trench coat and flowing silver hair exited the elevator. He marched toward the hallway, leading to the stairs. He quickly passed tanks used in experiments and research for Shinra. His eyes scanned the perimeter, quick enough to notice a research clipboard on a cargo box with the word "Cetra" written on it. A scientist approached the room, busy reading reports on other specimens. The black dressed man stood stone still as the busy man advanced. He looked up, jumping a bit at the sight of the dark outfitted man.
"Hey, you aren't allow in here without authorization. I'll have to ask you to leave if you don't show some proper ID" the scientist said calmly, adjusting his glasses upon his nose.
"Of course, but I did not bring my ID card with me, but I can assure you that I am one important person." The silver-haired man said, smirking.
"oh? And who, may I ask are you then?" the scientist inquired.
"I am Sephiroth, or, also known as your death." With that, he quickly grabbed the scientist and clasped his head and giving his neck a sharp turn, ending with several popping noises from the mans spine. The one known as Sephiroth carelessly tossed the dead man aside, returning his attention back to the board. Written on it were reports of a female Cetra specimen, reported to be one of the two last remaining upon the planet. He read the tests and analysis' they put her through, it seemed she had been here at a young age before vanishing until just recently. The reports stated that her mother was dead yet not confirmed. They also had the cabin cell number she was being held in.
"Room 273? If this female is truly a Cetra then I must look into this." Sephiroth left with a slight charge of enthusiasm as he headed towards his destination.
A guard let out a low cry in agony as crimson blood began to trickle from his mouth, Sephiroth withdrew his long Katana, placing it back at his hip. He turned the corner to the prison chamber cells. He examined the numbers, two hundred fifty-eight, two hundred sixty-two, two hundred seventy. Two hundred seventy-three! He stood at the doorway with a devious smile dancing upon his lips.
The door, however, was fingerprint prone scanner. Fortunately, Sephiroth had dismembered the last guard's hand for this security purpose. He roughly placed the index finger of the bloody hand upon the scanner, casually peering down the hall, waiting. Few seconds later, a mechanic female voice responded. "Perform data entry approved, door 273 unlocked, have a nice day, David Trunton." The silver-haired man, expressionless, pushed the switch upon the door lock. The metal door slid open quickly. He dropped the disjoined hand to the ground, proceeding on.
Sephiroth stood at the entranceway looking in quietly. He found a girl, yes, yet her appearance did not match the physical description upon the clipboard he had read earlier. Accompanying the female who laid upon the bed was a familiar man with blonde spiky hair who was leaning upon the wall asleep like the girl. A distant memory flashed up from the back of Sephiroth's mind.
'The sharp pain of a sword slashing through my body. I thrusted my sword into him, yet he was strong enough to overpower me and throw me over. Falling, falling, into a long slumber within the Mako. How is it he still lives? Shall I take possession of this boy's life, or his usefulness?'
"I shall let him live, he may be of use later. Now, I must have the wrong room, idiotic humans." Sephiroth muttered. He turned back to the hallway, not bothering to close the door.
"Now, where is that girl, I must not waste time." He quietly stalked to the nearest door, using the severed hand, he placed it to the scanner. The female voice chimed again, "Perform data entry approved, door 275 unlocked, have a nice day, David Trunton."
"Yes, yes." Sephiroth logged into the computer layout of the imprisoning cells. "Activating prisoner information." He typed in "Cetra" and within seconds the computer system locked on to the room bringing up the cell number. The room containing the Ancient, or Cetra, was only one room from the previous one.
He marched over to the cell door impatiently. He repeated the process of opening the door once more. Once open, the tall man in black stepped within the room. His footsteps echoed in the silent room. He caught sight of the woman almost immediately. She was lying upon the bed, sleeping silently. He approached her to inspect her.
She was a woman in either her late teens or early twenties with long brownish hair with striates of blondness to it that caressed her face gently, the length of it was twisted and tied back into a braid. She wore attire of a pink dress with a red jacket and blackened brown boots, She was no more than about 5 foot 2 or 3.
As he stood over her he looked into her face. At once, a sense of sereneness and a soothing feeling struck him. He noticed how she breathed every so lightly; so quiet and fragile she looked. He had cared nothing of women relating with sexual desires before, yet this woman struck him oddly in a way he could not describe nor put into words. He knelt down slowly, noticing a sweet aroma of what may have been the fragrance of a gentle perfume. Unable to help it, he inhaled the scent several times.
The thought of a fragile porcelain doll, crafted for the most decorative display, was brought to mind as he looked at her. Immediately, he had the strange sensation of touching her face. Cautiously, he removed his black bloodstained glove from his right hand before gradually reaching toward her immaculate face.
His fingers hung motionlessly above the girl's cheek. Carefully, he touched her warm skin. The unconscious girl smiled gingerly in her slumber. Her skin was warm and smooth to him, his touch led to stroking the girl's cheek, then touching her lips. Oh, how he ached to witness the color of the young woman's eyes. The girl's breathing stirred suddenly and the man immediately retracted his hand and stood up. He was alarmed the girl would awake and scream; yet she only changed her sleeping position to her side. Her full eyelashes that crowned her eyelids remained closed.
Sephiroth silently stepped backwards towards the door, still staring at the girl. He finally took a last peek at her before exiting the door and allowing it to close behind him. He stroked his jaw in thought. 'Strange, why do I feel this way?! What good is a little girl? Cetra. humph! I need fewer distractions in this mission. She wouldn't be of any use and would most likely be a dead weight. Mother! I am coming to release you from your dank cell!' With that, he set off down the hall he came from and back towards the place of his destination.
Everything has been flying by so fast; I can barely keep up! First when I wake up, Cloud comes running in saying we have to leave as quick as possible, which is quite a relief to me until we go down the hall and turn the corner to find all the employees dead and blood strewn everywhere! Then when we get to the roof, we find the head honcho president guy impaled upon a huge katakana sword. Then suddenly everyone is talking about Sephiroth returning, you know, the one that died sometime back. He killed the president apparently. Some of us thought he might be like Avalanche and cares for the planet, but Cloud said he isn't like that. Anyway, some guy in white called Rufus, who is somewhat attractive until he opens his snotty mouth at you, shows up and the next thing I know, everyone's fighting huge machines and then speeding down the highway in Shinra company cars. Oh my head aches from the exhaustion. Now, after leaving Midgar, I can now finally see what I was never able to all my life! Nature! Well, except around Midgar where it's sucked dry. But I can finally look at the sky in clear and plain view! It is amazing. It is so beautiful. I have to admit, right now I'm crying. How silly of me. I hate to cry, it makes me feel weaker than I already am. It's just, It somewhat saddens me that I'm twenty- two and it's now my first time in the real world. Well, we're now taking a breather in a cute little town called Kalm. I remember my step-mother saying she had friends here and used to visit, but that was when she was younger and everything wasn't as bad as it is now. Cloud got us all a room at the inn here. I haven't seen such nice homes. Back home I tried to make our house nice but these ones are bigger and prettier. Look, I'm rambling. Well, Cloud explained the whole incident with Sephiroth from his past when he was in SOLDIER. It shocked me on how dramatic he was about it. And this Sephiroth character. He gives me the chills. Something, in the back of my mind, is telling me something big and substantial is going to happen soon. I want to keep this diary so I can record everything. I should be asleep right now so I'll enter more later.
Aeris
Aeris wiped the warm tears away as she gently closed her new journal and hid it amongst the various other items in her new pack she had been able to purchase in the town. With a click, her flashlight was slid into the pack and covered both with her new pair of clothing. Once her head hit the chocobo down pillow, it was only seconds until sleep took her again.