Chaos Cursed

“Man…this place is trashed…” Genesis commented, as they made their way through the creepy hallways of the old lab, doors broken, windows shattered, consoles ripped out of the walls. It wouldn’t have been so bad, but for the florescent lighting flickering once in a while, sometimes going out completely and leaving them in full darkness, but for the flashlights each held. “What the hell happened, Sephiroth?”

“It was abandoned fifteen years ago, when ShinRa built a new lab. After that, nature and vagabonds took their toll on the place.” He said calmly, sword slicing easily through one of the wild animals that had taken up residence and attacked the intruders.

“So what makes you think they’re still here?” Angeal questioned, sighing as the lights came back on. It would make it infinitely easier to keep from being ambushed if they could see properly, and the lighting behaving as it did was not helpful.

“They were considered failures, so they are highly unlikely to have been worth the trouble of moving - fact aside, if the way Hojo refused to get near them was any indication, they are heavily protected.” The large metal door that had once sealed the room in which he had first set eyes on his sisters was battered, torn in a few places, as though something had been trying to get in and failed. Sephiroth frowned slightly, and when the door did not open as it was meant to, he merely forced it open, anger giving him the strength to do so with ease.

As Genesis and Angeal stepped into the dark room behind Sephiroth, they blinked. There were no lights on, yet the room glowed. Gazes moving to the source, both were struck dumb by the sight before them. Identical women floated in mako, their heads bowed as though in sleep, their closed eyes revealing this to be the truth. Long black hair covered their breasts enough for it to be decent, and the positioning of their free arms allowed them to hide more private areas. Still, they held hands, and as the two men stared, and Sephiroth stepped forward, they saw one hand suddenly spasm, squeezing the other, and two pairs of eyes shot open. One were a deep blood red, the other blood red laced with mako green; as the red-eyed girl made as though to gasp, she panicked.

“…So he was right…as long as they slept, the machines kept them with oxygen so they did not need to breathe…” Sephiroth seemed more curious than worried, and as Angeal and Genesis looked to him in horror at his calm tone, the woman with the mako-laced eyes let go of her sister’s hand to slam a fist into the glass encasing her.

“Sephiroth! We have to get that capsule open!” Angeal snapped, rushing to the control panel, only to find a mass of charred, frayed wires awaiting him. Genesis moved to see if there was a manual release, only for both to freeze as Masamune was drawn.

“What the hell are you doing?! They’re your sisters, Sephiroth!” Genesis snapped, but though he ran to intercept the blow, all he succeeded in doing was getting thoroughly drenched with blood-tainted mako, raising his hands to shield his face from the flying shards of glass. A turn of the Masamune caught both girls with the flat of the blade, both heaving the water from their lungs. The moment she had done so, the red-eyed woman gasped and staggered back to kneel gracefully, looking up at Sephiroth with a mixture of horror and awe.

The one with eyes tainted mako green, however, raised her bloodied hand to grasp his blade, head snapping up so her eyes met those of her brother, a low growl heard from her throat as the red began to take over the taint in her eyes. Her delicate fingers wrapped around the blade, as she smirked slightly, and spoke.

“Go ahead…I dare you…” A soft chuckle, as Sephiroth did not move the blade, before she shoved Masamune away from her, collapsing onto the cold metal floor of the lab, shards of glass cutting into her body. While this might have gone unnoticed, when more blood began to taint the mako on the floor, and not from her bloody fist, the truth was obvious to all present. Sephiroth stepped forward to lift her, only to watch as she forced herself to a kneeling position, slapping his hand away.

“I’m fine. Sanura needs the help more than I.” As she gestured over her shoulder to her twin sister, she blinked at the horrified look in her sister’s eyes, and the way the girl was attempting to shield her body as though someone were staring. “Sanura, what is it?”

“…Seraphina…make them stop staring at us…” As eyes that had just returned to their natural mixture of red and blue suddenly turned blood red again, a feral growl could be heard emanating from her throat as she gazed upon Angeal, who had not even realized he was gaping openly at Sanura. Sephiroth, seeing this, shot both Angeal and Genesis a glare. Angeal had the grace to jump, blush, and turn away very quickly as Sephiroth’s coat settled around Sanura’s shoulders. Seraphina, having no such inhibition, pushed herself to her feet, glancing back as Sephiroth picked up her sister.

“…we’re safe now…right, Seraphina?” She nodded in response to the quiet voice from the folds of Sephiroth’s coat, not seeming to notice the glass cutting into her feet as she stepped forward towards the door, nor the obvious weakness of her limbs. Genesis scowled as Angeal simply lead the way, with Sephiroth following behind. Neither had noticed the other sister’s trembling from the cold air on her wet flesh, nor the fact that she was near to fainting. She had paused only long enough to pull five shards of glass from her abdomen, and three from each of her feet, before moving forward not far behind them.

“…idiot.” He muttered, sliding out of his coat to throw it around her shoulders, before lifting her into his arms. “…don’t kill yourself when we just saved you.”

“I will be fine.” She hissed, but at the arched brow he gave her in return, she fell quiet, looking away. By the time they had exited the lab, Genesis glanced down to find her fast asleep in his arms, one hand grasping his shirt tightly, as though seeking his protection.

“…you are safe now…Seraphina.” His voice was almost a whisper as he settled her into the back seat of the van they had brought from Junon, next to her sister. His hand moving to brush the hair back from her eyes, his eyes hardened slightly. “…I promise.”

“Quit groping my sister already, dammit!” Sephiroth snapped, glaring at him in the rearview mirror. “You did what you were supposed to, now sit down and keep your damn hands to yourself!”

“…yes Mother.” Genesis snickered, pulling the door closed behind him as he slid into the middle seat, Angeal laughing from the front passenger side.

“You are starting to sound like a mother hen, Sephiroth.”

“Shut the hell up, or you’re next as soon I finish killing him!”