Disclaimer: Technically, this is not a disclaimer. It is actually an Author's Note, but I am to accustomed to Disclaimer, to change would be futile. Hello Everyone. Darn, I was going to write sometihng, but I think I will let you guys squirm for a while. I wouldn't want to ruin the story. PS, if You have any friends or people, that you think would like this, tell them. I would love to get my inbox clogged with Reviews one day. Thank you for your time, and now, our Feature Presentaion. PSS =sequence within a sequence, -=new sequence
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Emi, Isamu and Ryo, sat around a table, in a bar. Planning out their next move, so as to not run into any unsavory characters. Across the bar, a flask of light caught Isamu's eyes, and he walked to wards the door. A tall man, with long silver hair walked in, he had a long trail of shimering steel following him. He sat down at the table next to the door, and ordered his drink. Five minutes later, he had drank a mug, full of what seemed to be blood. He got up, and stopped in front of Isamu. He held out his hand, and offered a sheathed blade, plus a satchel full of gold.
"Trust me," the man said, "you will need this. Beware of the Black Cat. I have to take my leave."
With that, he swept out of the door, without making a noise. Black Cat? What did he mean? The group had returned to their drinks and had a good time. Knowing that the next day, they would return to their trail, on the way back home. Emi and Isamu wondered, what were their parents were doing?
After they had been in the bar, Emi and company were sitting by the well, watching the reeds blow in the wind. They were listening to the frogs croak, and Ryo was watching Emi intently. Ryo had forgotten all about Kimi. His eyes were set on Emi. He knew what he would have to do. Yet would he be able to do it? Isamu looked over to him, and smiled. Ryo's anger intensified. He hated that smile, the smile that brought Emi so much happiness. He wanted to take away Isamu's smile, and the rest of his life.
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Back in their home village.
Emi's mother had run a hole into the ground, pacing back and forth. A bunch of broken dishes laid across the floor. Krystal had been in tears, over the loss of her daughter. Kyle tried to comfort her, but he was equally sad. Kyle hadn't been to work in a long while, and the town was fallling apart. People were rioting in the streets. They didn't care about the town, they just wanted to have their daughter back.
"You know this is all your fault," Krystal shouted, "you just had to put so much pressure on her. You were never even there for her."
"And you were?" Kyle bickered, "you probably never even cared about her, you were the on never there. I had good reason, I am the mayor after all."
"So what? You should at least be there for your second daughter, you seemed to just love our first," Krystal screamed, "you never even let them see each other, they don't even know, that there is another waiting for the other."
"I didn't want Emi, to adopt Kimi's bad habits," Kyle said, "you remember how much of a slut, Kimi had become before she was even a teenager. I wanted better for Emi."
"Then why were you never there for Emi? She had to raise herself," Krystal whimpered, "I love her as much as you do, but maybe it isn't good enough. I just want her to come home."
"Me too, maybe she is coming back, maybe we should just wait, and fix the town that she will come back to."
Kyle ran out the door, with his mallet, and started to beat people into submission. They all fell into line, as his anger and sadness mixed. He ordered them about the town, fixing benches, and putting out fires.
"I want this place so clean, that I could eat off of the ground," Kyle shouted, "I want Emi to be happy when she comes home."
Across the town,a young blacksmith, was questioning life.
Isamu's father was in the bathroom, staring into a mirror. He had a turniquit on, and was picking out veins. He jabbed a needle into one, but slowly took it out. He didn't want to die, he wanted to have his son back. He placed the syringe on the sink, and walked out of the house. He watched as everyone was running back and forth, as if in preparation of a celebration. Jack ran to his shop, where his emissary was already sitting. A long silver sword, was lying on the ground, covered in silver air.
"Did you give Isamu the sword I made, Sephiroth?" Jack asked.
"He got it, and it seems that you were right about their new companion. His soul is stained and tainted with evil. His animal lustings towards Emi, are quite undeniable. You have forseen what will happen?"
"Yes I have. I just wish Isamu will be good with a sword." Jack sighed.
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Kimi was brooding in her chamber. She sat upon her throne, in a beautifuly elegant dress. It was made of black silk and lace. Her eyes darted back and forth, watching and waiting. Her henchmen were running back and forth, doing her bidding. She let out a heavy sigh, noticing that she was one henchman short. She twisted her hair, between her fingers. Kimi snapped her fingers, and one henchman ran forth.
"Find me Ryo," Kimi beckoned, "and get me that wench."
"Yes ma'am, anything for the grand Kimi," Hideki said, and turned towards the door.
"Oh yeah, almost forgot" Kimi recollected, "and kill that little boy, who was with her. Bring me his head."
Her lead henchman, gathered his minions and ran out the door.
Kimi returned to her sad state of mind. A solitary tear, had run down her face. She wiped it away, and looked to the moon with a heavy sigh.
"Oh my poor little Ryo, why won't you come home?" Kimi sighed as she was alone, "Don't you know that I love you?"
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Isamu and Emi, hand in hand, skipped down the dirt road. Ryo was ducking under the branches, that seemed to miss the couple. Ryo watched with bitterness, as Emi clutched Isamu's side. Ryo remembered, as the moon had strode into the sky, and Emi's face was illuminated, he remembered the beauty radiating from her eyes. Her long blue hair, sweeping the ground, every strand was on fire, with the light of the moon. Ryo wanted Emi, he would do anything to get her. They would be arriving home the next day, and they would be back with the ones that still might love or hate them. What will Ryo do, when Isamu and Emi are back home, and don't need him anymore?
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End Chap 6.
That was the weirdest chapter, I have ever written. I started at the end, and worked backwards. I hope it makes sense. I hope everyone likes it, and if not, send me a review with a suggestion about fixing. Yes this chapter did include Sephiroth as a lackey, but for good reasons, you will find out.
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Emi, Isamu and Ryo, sat around a table, in a bar. Planning out their next move, so as to not run into any unsavory characters. Across the bar, a flask of light caught Isamu's eyes, and he walked to wards the door. A tall man, with long silver hair walked in, he had a long trail of shimering steel following him. He sat down at the table next to the door, and ordered his drink. Five minutes later, he had drank a mug, full of what seemed to be blood. He got up, and stopped in front of Isamu. He held out his hand, and offered a sheathed blade, plus a satchel full of gold.
"Trust me," the man said, "you will need this. Beware of the Black Cat. I have to take my leave."
With that, he swept out of the door, without making a noise. Black Cat? What did he mean? The group had returned to their drinks and had a good time. Knowing that the next day, they would return to their trail, on the way back home. Emi and Isamu wondered, what were their parents were doing?
After they had been in the bar, Emi and company were sitting by the well, watching the reeds blow in the wind. They were listening to the frogs croak, and Ryo was watching Emi intently. Ryo had forgotten all about Kimi. His eyes were set on Emi. He knew what he would have to do. Yet would he be able to do it? Isamu looked over to him, and smiled. Ryo's anger intensified. He hated that smile, the smile that brought Emi so much happiness. He wanted to take away Isamu's smile, and the rest of his life.
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Back in their home village.
Emi's mother had run a hole into the ground, pacing back and forth. A bunch of broken dishes laid across the floor. Krystal had been in tears, over the loss of her daughter. Kyle tried to comfort her, but he was equally sad. Kyle hadn't been to work in a long while, and the town was fallling apart. People were rioting in the streets. They didn't care about the town, they just wanted to have their daughter back.
"You know this is all your fault," Krystal shouted, "you just had to put so much pressure on her. You were never even there for her."
"And you were?" Kyle bickered, "you probably never even cared about her, you were the on never there. I had good reason, I am the mayor after all."
"So what? You should at least be there for your second daughter, you seemed to just love our first," Krystal screamed, "you never even let them see each other, they don't even know, that there is another waiting for the other."
"I didn't want Emi, to adopt Kimi's bad habits," Kyle said, "you remember how much of a slut, Kimi had become before she was even a teenager. I wanted better for Emi."
"Then why were you never there for Emi? She had to raise herself," Krystal whimpered, "I love her as much as you do, but maybe it isn't good enough. I just want her to come home."
"Me too, maybe she is coming back, maybe we should just wait, and fix the town that she will come back to."
Kyle ran out the door, with his mallet, and started to beat people into submission. They all fell into line, as his anger and sadness mixed. He ordered them about the town, fixing benches, and putting out fires.
"I want this place so clean, that I could eat off of the ground," Kyle shouted, "I want Emi to be happy when she comes home."
Across the town,a young blacksmith, was questioning life.
Isamu's father was in the bathroom, staring into a mirror. He had a turniquit on, and was picking out veins. He jabbed a needle into one, but slowly took it out. He didn't want to die, he wanted to have his son back. He placed the syringe on the sink, and walked out of the house. He watched as everyone was running back and forth, as if in preparation of a celebration. Jack ran to his shop, where his emissary was already sitting. A long silver sword, was lying on the ground, covered in silver air.
"Did you give Isamu the sword I made, Sephiroth?" Jack asked.
"He got it, and it seems that you were right about their new companion. His soul is stained and tainted with evil. His animal lustings towards Emi, are quite undeniable. You have forseen what will happen?"
"Yes I have. I just wish Isamu will be good with a sword." Jack sighed.
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Kimi was brooding in her chamber. She sat upon her throne, in a beautifuly elegant dress. It was made of black silk and lace. Her eyes darted back and forth, watching and waiting. Her henchmen were running back and forth, doing her bidding. She let out a heavy sigh, noticing that she was one henchman short. She twisted her hair, between her fingers. Kimi snapped her fingers, and one henchman ran forth.
"Find me Ryo," Kimi beckoned, "and get me that wench."
"Yes ma'am, anything for the grand Kimi," Hideki said, and turned towards the door.
"Oh yeah, almost forgot" Kimi recollected, "and kill that little boy, who was with her. Bring me his head."
Her lead henchman, gathered his minions and ran out the door.
Kimi returned to her sad state of mind. A solitary tear, had run down her face. She wiped it away, and looked to the moon with a heavy sigh.
"Oh my poor little Ryo, why won't you come home?" Kimi sighed as she was alone, "Don't you know that I love you?"
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Isamu and Emi, hand in hand, skipped down the dirt road. Ryo was ducking under the branches, that seemed to miss the couple. Ryo watched with bitterness, as Emi clutched Isamu's side. Ryo remembered, as the moon had strode into the sky, and Emi's face was illuminated, he remembered the beauty radiating from her eyes. Her long blue hair, sweeping the ground, every strand was on fire, with the light of the moon. Ryo wanted Emi, he would do anything to get her. They would be arriving home the next day, and they would be back with the ones that still might love or hate them. What will Ryo do, when Isamu and Emi are back home, and don't need him anymore?
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End Chap 6.
That was the weirdest chapter, I have ever written. I started at the end, and worked backwards. I hope it makes sense. I hope everyone likes it, and if not, send me a review with a suggestion about fixing. Yes this chapter did include Sephiroth as a lackey, but for good reasons, you will find out.