Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Starla's Dance ❯ Chapter 2

Glumly Sephiroth stared at the scene of chaos. He'd seen dozens of people brought in. Most of them hopeless cases. Cloud done his job good in his sudden burst of violence. Few people survived, or would survive. Yet, somehow, people looked at him like it was his fault. He didn't blame them, however. At one time, he too tried to kill these people.

The figure beside him moaned. Sephiroth reached over and touched her hand reassuringly.

He didn't know why he stayed with this one. It was coincidence that he was passing through. It would have been easier to save her life then leave. Still he stayed. Watching her, caring for her. The loss of blood was great by the time he could get help for her.

Thank goodness Cloud was usually always a sloppy one.

"Hello." Sephiroth said softly.

Her eyes opened blinking confused. Reaching up she touched the wrapping around her neck, and suddenly begun to panic. Standing up he took her arms gently and pushed them her side. Shushing her lightly, comfortingly. He bet that she probably wished it was all a nightmare.

Starla thrashed, the feel of danger still fresh in her mind. She just wanted this all to be a dream. This all to be normal, as normal as her life could have been. Trying to fight her way up, she felt someone grab her. The soft shushing, like she was some child. Like a child, she calmed.

Focusing she saw the frame of a lean male over her. His face was shapely, his hair grey, and the greenest eyes she had ever seen. Green eyes only belonging to only one person in history. Starla's eyes popped open wide in absolute fear.

Sephiroth!

"No, it's all right." Sephiroth said realizing what she might be thinking. "I know I've tried to kill you once, but I swear, that is over."

"Yo-Your dead." Her voice cracked. "Cl-He-Killed."

Casually Sephiroth smoothed back her hair. "I thought so too at that time. Rather surprising to find out I lived."

Uncontrollably Starla found tears come to her eyes. Sephiroth gently shifted her to slide unto the bed and hold her in his arms. His mind still mulled over why he stayed. He glanced at the masume leaning menacingly at the wall. His mind drifted to the poem he herd by the author Ish.

With changing times,

We find our hero our enemy.

And our hero,

Is long time threat.

Good,

Shall be bad.

Bad,

Shall be good.

And thus the last battle begins.

Not the last battle of humanity,

But the last for them.

~Ish Ro

Shaking his head he rocked Starla. That poet was never really good anyway. Looking down at her, he stared at her features. For the first time he really knew why he stayed with her. It was something she probably couldn't return either. Nonetheless it wouldn't bother either if he could stick around as long as he could.

"What's your name? I didn't get it."

"Starla Estrella Seriphina Loire." She mumbled on the verge of being inaudible.

"Well, Starla, it's a pleasure to know you." Sephiroth hugged her tight. "Get some sleep, and don't worry about Cloud. If he comes around I dare say, I got issues to settle with him."

Weakly, Starla nodded and drifted off to sleep. Closing his eyes he took a breath and turned his head to the chaos. Opening his eyes he saw more bodies being brought in. Not really even bodies, just minced pieces of what was left, and lots of entrails.