Eternal Fall

Eternal Fall: Part IV Plaything

The cold air hit him hard as the blankets were torn off the bed. He cringed at the cold as he slowly opened his tired eyes to see taller boys staring down at him. He found himself being ripped from his bed and throw to the cold, hard floor. He quickly stood up and glared at them. They all towered over him, and ever since he was placed in this "school", for boys, he had been bullied.

"One!" yelled a boy as he swiftly punched Sephy in the stomach.

"Two!" Yelled another as he landed a punch on Sephy's jaw.

The miserable boy hit the ground, his heart growing heavy.

"Three!" came a kick to the back.

"Four!" came the stomp.

"FIVE!" came the fury of punches and kicks and laughter.

"Today is the day," one of the boys grinned, "Today is the day people who hate you show you how much they wish you were never born. Happy fucking birthday you little fucking pussy."

Sephiroth only remained there on the floor, his depressed eyes showing nothing but loss of hope. He was the youngest one here. He was only five, the other boys in these barracks were at least nine. He was the shortest and skinniest... and so logically he guessed he was the weakest. Ever since he came here a year ago they abused him. He was more intelligent than any of them and quicker to learn... and they hated him for it. He endured months of being pushed around, abused, hated, and so very alone. It was worst when he had to shower or change, because them made fun of his long hair and his "girly eyes and body."

General Ethan Kinneas wasn't of much help either. In fact, he seemed to encourage the abuse. It was as though we would order the boys to hurt Sephiroth. He liked to watch him when he was in pain. But the worst part about General Kinneas was his hatred for basic emotions.

Sephiroth slowly got up from the floor, his body begging him to return to bed. He winced as he arched his back. General Kinneas took him to a secluded cell last night and beat him. He beat him for laughing at a joke he heard. Sephy got a beating when he laughed, a beating when he got too angry, and a beating for showing any other type of emotion to strongly. But the worst was when he cried. The last time he shed a tear, Kinneas hit him with a baseball bat.

And now, the emotionless General stood at in the doorway watching him. Watching to see if Sephiroth would cry from the beating he received on his already worn body. But Sephiroth only glanced at him, then stood at attention. Kinneas only seemed disappointed.

"Come outside" the General ordered.

Sephiroth dressed quickly and ran outside in his blue training uniform. His little booted feet fell hard in quick steps. He stepped outside and saw Kinneas waiting for him... along with President ShinRa. the president only glared at him for a long while as he stood at attention like a good little soldier.

"He still looks like a little girl," ShinRa muttered

"He has to grow eventually, Mr. President," General Kinneas responded. "Hopefully he'll break five feet with that frail body of his."

Sephiroth could hear snickering from the other boys around him. They could show emotion if they wanted to, especially if it was directed towards making him miserable. A couple of boys standing out of view from President ShinRa and the General started smoothing their hair mockingly as a girl would. Sephy felt the humiliation rising up in him, but knew he couldn't do anything about it.

"He doesn't fight back against the other boys when they mess with him. He is constantly harassed and pushed around. The boy doesn't have a bit of fight in him. He is the most pathetic thing i have ever seen."

Sephiroth only listened, staring ahead like a good soldier as Kinneas bad-mouthed him.

"But he's only five," Kinneas continued. "I'll see he's toughened up."

" I will leave him in your care, General," President ShinRa said flatly. "Not that i see any reason to continue this project. The boy obviously has no talent."

Kinneas only nodded, then looked at Sephiroth for a moment. "Go to my office," he ordered

"Yes sir!" Sephy said, saluting before running off to the General's office. Once he made it there he stood at attention for a long while before Kinneas arrived to unlock the door. President ShinRa followed him slowly, his large stomach heaving as though he were already out of breath. The two walked in and Sephy followed.

"Leave me with the boy a moment," President ShinRa said softly.

Sephiroth stood there uneasily as General Kinneas left the room, locking the door behind him. President ShinRa glared down at the boy for a moment.

"Get on the desk," ShinRa said pointing to Kinneas's large, clean desk.

Sephiroth blinked for a moment, but quickly obeyed, climbing onto the chair then standing on the desk. ShinRa walked over and shut the blinds, blocking the rest of the world out

"Take off your clothes," the president ordered.

Sephy obeyed, even if he didn't understand it. He stripped off his little blue training uniform and stood at attention again after throwing it to the floor. He felt President ShinRa's eyes on him, and he felt even more humiliated than when the boys made fun of him. This was the man he was supposed to be living for, and now he was getting a good look at how girly Sephy looked. Shinra said nothing, but he walked around the desk and stood behind Sephy. The little boy had no idea what he could be staring so intently. Suddenly a blindfold covered his green eyes, but he made sure not to move or flinch. He heard a rustling sound as though the president was looking through his briefcase, and then he heard a clicking sound. He didn't recognize the camera's sound, so he only stood there, curious about what was happening.

"Get down on your hands and knees," ShinRa ordered.

Sephy obeyed and slowly got on all fours on top of the desk. He heard more clicking, and knew the president was moving around him. The blindfold was too tight for him to see the camera flash.

"Remain on your hands and knees, but put your chest to the desk."

Sephy obeyed and again heard more clicking. He heard President ShinRa breathing growing more ragged, and he guessed that the president was really out of shape

"Lie on your back"

Sephy obeyed, more clicking came, and then he heard more rustling from the briefcase before his blindfold was removed.

"Get off the desk and cloth yourself. Speak nothing of this to anyone."

The little boy nodded and hopped off the desk. He got back into his training uniform before ShinRa opened the blinds. He was still completely confused as to what he had just done and why. The best guess he had was that he was being tested somehow to see if he was actually fit to be a soldier. He thought on this a moment as the president unlocked the door and asked General Kinneas to come back inside. Kinneas entered and he thought he saw a faint smirk cross his lips before he sent the little boy off to eat.

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The next day, Sephiroth woke up feeling more refreshed than usual. today was the day he began his combat training. He was surprised none of the other boys beat him up this morning, especially since it was apparent that only he was chosen for this training. He heard angry remarks about him about being able to train at age five, but he ignored them. today was the day he would learn something that would truly change his life.

He dressed in his blue uniform and ran off to eat eggs and toast in the cafeteria. He then ran out to the combat field, at long before ten in the morning, which was when they were supposed to gather. He only sat in the field and admired the feel of the breeze. He wished that Midgar had a more pleasing scenery to calm his nerves. And he really wished his nerves would be more steady as the other students arrived. None of them could possibly be younger than fifteen. They didn't seen to notice him or acknowledge him. Not until he stood with them upon the arrival of their instructor, a young man with his black hair tied back into a ponytail.

"Good morning to you all," the man said, his words rolling slowly from his mouth.

Sephiroth noticed how noble the man seemed, regardless of his age. He also watched as the mans long black ponytail caught the wind, even though it was tied back with blue ribbon. Sephy had to smile at that, and he half wished the boys from his barracks were here to see that fighters could have long hair if they wished.

"This will be your instructor," came a sly voice from behind them. "You will address him as Garamonde sensei and show him respect at all times, regardless of situation."

Sephiroth recognized the voice and knew it belonged to General Kenneas. But he continued to watch Garamonde sensei as he stood there with quiet strength. He wore a black and blue uniform, and stood patiently. His eyes followed the line of boys, but he soon settled his gaze on little Sephy. The little boy knew he was being looked at, but he stared forward like a good soldier.

"What's your name, child?" Garamonde sensei asked.

"My name is Sephiroth, Garamonde sensei!" he said, much the way he had been trained to talk as a soldier. He had to stop himself from saying "sir".

"What's your age?"

"Five Years, Sensei!"

Garamonde didn't seem surprised. He only nodded and seemed to take note of the boys age before stepping back to exam his new student.

"I will not only be your combat instructor. My talents are with the sword. You will also be learning martial arts and basic skills with other weapons. Although i do not favor it, those of you who prove successful enough will move on to use guns. But mark my words when I say that I expect discipline from you all."

Sephiroth was more than excited. There was so many new things he could learn. All of the students were given wooden sword for now, and when he received his he stared at it for a long time. He held it up and admired the curve of it and the feel of the wood. He grew even more excited when he realized that he might hold an actual metal sword one day. Then he could protect people for the rest of his life. He could make sure that no one felt any pain. And then perhaps at least one person might want to be his friend...

They couldn't lay a finger on you if you had a real sword.... came a woman's voice. One day, everyone will fear you....

Sephiroth turned around, but saw no one. He blinked and turned around again, looking this way and that. He even looked towards the sky, since he had exhausted all other options.

"Are you alright?" Garamonde sensei asked. Sephiroth realized that Garamonde's eyes were fixed on him. None of the other boys had noticed his behavior since they were all preoccupied with there new wooden swords.

"I heard someone..." Sephy began. "I...I thought..." He looked around again and decided to say nothing about it. "I'm sorry."

"There's no need to be sorry."

Sephy only nodded, although there was so much more he wanted to say. But according to what his commanding officers had taught him, it was horrible behavior to say words that weren't absolutely necessary.

"You don't speak as I would expect someone your age to speak." Garamonde said, circling Sephy slowly. "You sound very mature. I had wondered what General Kinneas was up to when he requested that you be trained. Tell me. Why are you here?"

"To become a soldier, sensei,"

"That is why General Kinneas wants you to be here. Why are you really here?"

Sephiroth didn't seem to understand the question.

"You see, Sephiroth, i and here because it is my duty to protect, as my family has for ages. For centuries the Garamonde's have sworn to protect people. But i do not only do it because I wish to do as my family wants me too. I also do it because it makes me feel fulfilled to help others. Now tell me, why are you here?"

"I'm here to protect others, sensei."

"And?" Garamonde asked, not surprised that little Sephy seemed to understand him so fully, regardless of what big words he used.

Your sword will make people love you... came the woman's voice. But Sephy ignored it.

"And... I... I... want people to be proud of me. I want to make sure no one feels any pain ever. Never ever."

"Very good Sephiroth. Practice everyday and practice well."

And then Garamonde returned to his spot in front of the boys and called them all back. Soon there basic training began.

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Sephiroth felt a little sore that night when he took a shower. For the boys of his barrack, the showers were all in one big tiled room. There were a couple stalls with curtains, but the bigger boys usually hit Sephy for using "thier" stalls. He normally took showers later than most of the other boys in order to give less people a chance to make fun of him. And tonight all of the boys were either occupied or in bed. He thought he had the bathroom to himself, and he certainly didn't see the teenage boy walk into the shower with him.

The much older boy stared down at him, watching as the water ran down Sephy's silver stands. Sephiroth suddenly realized this boy was a superior, and he stood up right.

"Go lie on the shower bench," the older boy commanded.

"Yes sir!" Sephy said, obeying.

"Close your eyes," the older boy said approaching him slowly, and Sephy did.

The older boys shadow fell over him, but Sephy didn't move. He heard the boy's breath quicken beside him, and he heard a strange noise... as though the boy was hitting himself softly. And then, after what seemed like a long while... Sephy felt something hit his face. It was liquid, but it wasn't water. It hit his face and chest and oozed slowly on his skin. Sephy heard footsteps, and he knew the older boy was gone. After a long while he sat up and put his hand to his face. He found the sticky white substance and quickly went to wash it off, thinking it was some odd soap. That older boy was very creepy, and Sephiroth had no idea what he wanted. He guessed that it was just another prank.

Back in his home, President ShinRa looked at the pictures he took of little Sephy. He grinned as he looked at them for a moment before uzipping his pants and relieving himself of his lust.

And then there was General Kinneas, who sat in his office not far from Sephy's barrack....

He wasn't the type to settle for shower tricks or pictures....

But Sephy was much to young for him now. The general had decided long ago that ten was the best age. That was the age when a young boy's tight ass could fully grip his cock to the base. The general smiled as he toyed with the idea of training Sephy to be his permanent sex slave. After all, the boy had no real notions of what life should be. And he would probably be small and weak his whole life. Kinneas grinned to himself as he tried to imagine Sephiroth impaled in his thick cock. The boy was so beautiful, and for some reason, so different from the other boys. Kinneas finally decided that he would have to lower the age limit when it came to burying his cock into unwilling subjects. And he smirked as he let his mind wander back to his favorite object of desire....

~*~*~* To Be Continued*~*~*~