Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Coming to Terms ❯ Untitled ( Chapter 1 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Coming to Terms
[Author's Notes: First person POV Sephiroth //Sephiroth's thoughts// *emphasis*]
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Wounded, blood pouring out. Tap, tap. //Don't walk away. Don't leave me!// Tap, tap, figure fading away.
" Alone, so...alone." Pain creeping up, close my eyes, let the darkness engulf me. World fading, blessed darkness.
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"Hey!"
No, not again. Leave me alone. An irritated growl near me, very close.
"Wake up! Come on, come on, come ON!!"
I don't want to. A small whimper escapes, let me be free.
"Hey, are you OK? Oh, why me? I *always* get the bad luck in life! Knowing my luck he'll die on me, or turn out to be some psycho killer." More grumbling. I open my eyes. My first view is the sky. Wait a minute. The sky is...violet? What the hell?
A low groan issues from my lax form. Suddenly a face appears over me. Straight, direct eyes look at me from a refreshingly dark toned skin. It's as if the boy spends many hours outside, under the sky, the sun his master. His face is beautiful, a word I never thought I'd use to describe any man except for Cloud...NO! Don't think of him, concentrate on the person in front of you. Framing his face, in arguably one of the strangest styles I've ever seen, is beautiful silky-looking platinum colored hair. But it's his eyes that draw attention. They defy description. Dark, deep violet on the outer reaches of his iris, the color slowly fades to a shade of purple so light it's almost white before melting to a pale, vivid green that's also almost white, which slowly flows into a deep shade of forest green. So direct, they bore into me, searching my soul in one penetrating gaze. I shiver.
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Well, that's it. So, should I continue it? Forget about it? Let me know OK? Domo Arigato.
[Author's Notes: First person POV Sephiroth //Sephiroth's thoughts// *emphasis*]
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Wounded, blood pouring out. Tap, tap. //Don't walk away. Don't leave me!// Tap, tap, figure fading away.
" Alone, so...alone." Pain creeping up, close my eyes, let the darkness engulf me. World fading, blessed darkness.
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"Hey!"
No, not again. Leave me alone. An irritated growl near me, very close.
"Wake up! Come on, come on, come ON!!"
I don't want to. A small whimper escapes, let me be free.
"Hey, are you OK? Oh, why me? I *always* get the bad luck in life! Knowing my luck he'll die on me, or turn out to be some psycho killer." More grumbling. I open my eyes. My first view is the sky. Wait a minute. The sky is...violet? What the hell?
A low groan issues from my lax form. Suddenly a face appears over me. Straight, direct eyes look at me from a refreshingly dark toned skin. It's as if the boy spends many hours outside, under the sky, the sun his master. His face is beautiful, a word I never thought I'd use to describe any man except for Cloud...NO! Don't think of him, concentrate on the person in front of you. Framing his face, in arguably one of the strangest styles I've ever seen, is beautiful silky-looking platinum colored hair. But it's his eyes that draw attention. They defy description. Dark, deep violet on the outer reaches of his iris, the color slowly fades to a shade of purple so light it's almost white before melting to a pale, vivid green that's also almost white, which slowly flows into a deep shade of forest green. So direct, they bore into me, searching my soul in one penetrating gaze. I shiver.
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Well, that's it. So, should I continue it? Forget about it? Let me know OK? Domo Arigato.