Chaos Cursed
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Final Fantasy VII › Het - Male/Female
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Category:
Final Fantasy VII › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
22
Views:
973
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Final Fantasy VII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter Twelve
I hate it when I’m right. Seraphina thought to herself, waking to the sounds of screams and the smell of smoke. Out of her bed in an instant, she threw on a pair of Sephiroth’s jeans, leaving the shirt she used for a nightshirt - one of the dress shirts Sephiroth always brought with him, which, much like the jeans, was something he and everyone else knew he would never wear, yet always brought - on, rushing out of the room without bothering to stop even to put on a pair of shoes.
“Sanura!” She screamed, seeing Tifa’s house on fire much like everything else, but before she could feel true panic, she was distracted by the sight of her brother disappearing into the flames. It was him. In her heart, she knew it, and she felt her heart beginning to shatter at the realization. Her brother, her beloved idol, had done this…
And worse, he had left both his sisters behind to die. The world stopped for an instant in the blinding flames, only moving again as she heard her sister scream her name from the other side of the square.
“Seraphina! Seraphina, come on, Tifa’s gone after him! She’s gone after whoever did this, he’s in the reactor! We have to go with her, she could die!!” The scream made her burst into action, running through the flames with little regard for her own safety, leaving her sister to dart after her. The world was falling apart, the screams of the dying echoing through her mind even as she ran for the reactor, only pausing when her sister grabbed her by the arm and pulled her back. “What’s gotten into you!? Seraphina, what the hell is wrong? Say something!”
“…I know who did this…” Face twisting in rage and betrayal and pain, it became marked by a twisted smile, followed by equally warped laughter. When she leveled her gaze on her sister, the usual lacing of mako green was growing stronger, making her sister tremble slightly.
“…Seraphina…?” The question was hesitant, even her frightened face not enough to draw Seraphina back to herself, the betrayal compounded by the fact that it was Genesis who had brought it about, and she knew it. Genesis had helped drive her brother to this, and soon enough she was trembling from the conflicting emotions, all the while her eyes growing more and more corrupted by green. “Hey… Seraphina…talk to me…”
“…would you like to know, Sanura?” The snap was filled with venom. “Do you really want to know? The one who did this, who destroyed everything and left us to die? It was our beloved brother, Sanura. Sephiroth did this! He killed everyone, he set the fire!”
“No…” Shaking her head as she pulled away from her sister, tears shone in her eyes. “No, that’s not possible…you know he’d never do that, Seraphina! What’s wrong with you?! Sephiroth would never do this!”
“…come on.” Grabbing her sister’s hand, roughly, she continued running to the reactor, leaving Sanura to run with her, or be dragged. They entered the reactor just in time to see him attack Tifa, before pausing at the sight of them. While Sanura was in shock, unable to believe what she had just seen, Sephiroth’s gaze did not meet hers. Instead, he focused solely on Seraphina.
“…I found Mother…” The whisper was almost maniacal, and he smiled as he saw the sudden flash of recognition, before it faded in her eyes, too overcome by the events to grasp anything for long at the moment. “…are you here to keep me away from her, too?”
“…how could you…? HOW COULD YOU?!” Sanura screamed, rushing towards him only to gasp as his fist slammed into her stomach, eyes widening momentarily, before they fell shut as she slumped forward. He held her like that a moment, one hand rising to caress her long hair, before he allowed her to fall, gaze never leaving the sister who at the moment, looked very much like him, although with different hair color.
“…while I care - very deeply - for both of you…” He whispered, seeming to be struggling to control the urge to slaughter them both as he had everyone else, “…I cannot let you stop me…not either of you…”
As Seraphina rushed toward him, he reacted instinctively, sword coming up to catch her in her movement towards him, only to blink as she refused to stop, but drove herself onto it completely…her arms wrapping around him as tears fell from her eyes.
“…We both love you…brother…” Coughing, she closed her eyes, gripping tightly to him as her blood began to seep around the blade, staining the shirt she wore. “…don’t…forget that… We love you…and we’ll never…I’ll…never…betray you…”
The sudden spasm of agony that flashed across her face was unseen by the woman who left him no choice but to pull the sword away, leaving her to slump into him, blood rushing from the wound to stain his chest as he looked down at his blade in horror.
“…Seraphina…” The moment of sanity did not last long, however - he had only just begun to heal that wound, when his focus shifted…she was no longer going to die as quickly, but she was dying, nevertheless, as he turned, and walked away, into the chamber where Jenova lay in wait.
“…brother…” The girl whispered, pulling herself very painfully into a fetal position, as tears slid from her eyes, blood slipping from between her lips. Sanura managed to open her eyes, but as she did, her eyes locked on the sight of her sister, a bloody, dying mess. The sight of the blood, coming from her sister’s body, so like the nightmares from her time in Wutai, left her unconscious once more. Had she known this was the last sight of her sister she would have for the next four years, those eyes would not have closed. She could not have known, and that fact was to be her sister’s downfall.
~*~
Author's Note:
For some odd reason, I keep getting that "We Didn't Start the Fire" song stuck in my head. ::Snicker.:: And it's really horrible that it makes me laugh when I was just so cruel to these poor girls. Oh, fair warning. It gets worse before it gets better.
“Sanura!” She screamed, seeing Tifa’s house on fire much like everything else, but before she could feel true panic, she was distracted by the sight of her brother disappearing into the flames. It was him. In her heart, she knew it, and she felt her heart beginning to shatter at the realization. Her brother, her beloved idol, had done this…
And worse, he had left both his sisters behind to die. The world stopped for an instant in the blinding flames, only moving again as she heard her sister scream her name from the other side of the square.
“Seraphina! Seraphina, come on, Tifa’s gone after him! She’s gone after whoever did this, he’s in the reactor! We have to go with her, she could die!!” The scream made her burst into action, running through the flames with little regard for her own safety, leaving her sister to dart after her. The world was falling apart, the screams of the dying echoing through her mind even as she ran for the reactor, only pausing when her sister grabbed her by the arm and pulled her back. “What’s gotten into you!? Seraphina, what the hell is wrong? Say something!”
“…I know who did this…” Face twisting in rage and betrayal and pain, it became marked by a twisted smile, followed by equally warped laughter. When she leveled her gaze on her sister, the usual lacing of mako green was growing stronger, making her sister tremble slightly.
“…Seraphina…?” The question was hesitant, even her frightened face not enough to draw Seraphina back to herself, the betrayal compounded by the fact that it was Genesis who had brought it about, and she knew it. Genesis had helped drive her brother to this, and soon enough she was trembling from the conflicting emotions, all the while her eyes growing more and more corrupted by green. “Hey… Seraphina…talk to me…”
“…would you like to know, Sanura?” The snap was filled with venom. “Do you really want to know? The one who did this, who destroyed everything and left us to die? It was our beloved brother, Sanura. Sephiroth did this! He killed everyone, he set the fire!”
“No…” Shaking her head as she pulled away from her sister, tears shone in her eyes. “No, that’s not possible…you know he’d never do that, Seraphina! What’s wrong with you?! Sephiroth would never do this!”
“…come on.” Grabbing her sister’s hand, roughly, she continued running to the reactor, leaving Sanura to run with her, or be dragged. They entered the reactor just in time to see him attack Tifa, before pausing at the sight of them. While Sanura was in shock, unable to believe what she had just seen, Sephiroth’s gaze did not meet hers. Instead, he focused solely on Seraphina.
“…I found Mother…” The whisper was almost maniacal, and he smiled as he saw the sudden flash of recognition, before it faded in her eyes, too overcome by the events to grasp anything for long at the moment. “…are you here to keep me away from her, too?”
“…how could you…? HOW COULD YOU?!” Sanura screamed, rushing towards him only to gasp as his fist slammed into her stomach, eyes widening momentarily, before they fell shut as she slumped forward. He held her like that a moment, one hand rising to caress her long hair, before he allowed her to fall, gaze never leaving the sister who at the moment, looked very much like him, although with different hair color.
“…while I care - very deeply - for both of you…” He whispered, seeming to be struggling to control the urge to slaughter them both as he had everyone else, “…I cannot let you stop me…not either of you…”
As Seraphina rushed toward him, he reacted instinctively, sword coming up to catch her in her movement towards him, only to blink as she refused to stop, but drove herself onto it completely…her arms wrapping around him as tears fell from her eyes.
“…We both love you…brother…” Coughing, she closed her eyes, gripping tightly to him as her blood began to seep around the blade, staining the shirt she wore. “…don’t…forget that… We love you…and we’ll never…I’ll…never…betray you…”
The sudden spasm of agony that flashed across her face was unseen by the woman who left him no choice but to pull the sword away, leaving her to slump into him, blood rushing from the wound to stain his chest as he looked down at his blade in horror.
“…Seraphina…” The moment of sanity did not last long, however - he had only just begun to heal that wound, when his focus shifted…she was no longer going to die as quickly, but she was dying, nevertheless, as he turned, and walked away, into the chamber where Jenova lay in wait.
“…brother…” The girl whispered, pulling herself very painfully into a fetal position, as tears slid from her eyes, blood slipping from between her lips. Sanura managed to open her eyes, but as she did, her eyes locked on the sight of her sister, a bloody, dying mess. The sight of the blood, coming from her sister’s body, so like the nightmares from her time in Wutai, left her unconscious once more. Had she known this was the last sight of her sister she would have for the next four years, those eyes would not have closed. She could not have known, and that fact was to be her sister’s downfall.
~*~
Author's Note:
For some odd reason, I keep getting that "We Didn't Start the Fire" song stuck in my head. ::Snicker.:: And it's really horrible that it makes me laugh when I was just so cruel to these poor girls. Oh, fair warning. It gets worse before it gets better.