Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction / Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Destiny in the Worlds ❯ Chapter FIVE ( Chapter 6 )

"Ron are you alright?"

Hermione walked softly by his side, brown eyes looking up at the small bandage that was wrapped around his head. They had just left the hospital wing after getting Ron treated for the injuries Harry had inflicted. She honestly could not believe the long list of injuries he had gotten from their friend; broken wrist, broken ribs, broken shoulder and a concussion to top it all off.

What was making it worse was Harry had shown no remorse for injuring Ron; other than the cold indifference he hadn't really shown any emotion lately.

"Of course I'm not bloody alright; I got thrown into a wall by Harry."

Growling the ginger rubbed his now mended wrist, Madam Pomfrey said it would be sore for a little bit because of how the bones were broken. She had called Dumbledore down because of the extent of the injuries; to break the bones like they were had taken extreme force.

They were currently heading back to the common room under Dumbledore's orders. Hermione was shaking slightly as she kept up with Ron's long strides; the threat that had been made by Malfoy running through her head. Would they really try and harm them for being worried about their friend?

They had just turned a corner when two dark figures shot out from behind a statue. Before either could so much as scream a cloth was thrust over their noses and mouth preventing them from screaming.

Strong arms wrapped tightly around them both keeping them from struggling. Hermione wanted to scream but every time she took a breath a smell would enter her nose and mouth and her head began to fog. It registered almost too late that the cloth over her mouth was soaked in either ether or chloroform.

The two young teens slumped down in the arms of their captors. "Good...Take them down to the room we found." The two men nodded easily picking the two unconscious teens up and slipped into the shadows the third following silently behind them. » § «

Sephiroth resisted the urge to growl as he found himself once more in Dumbledore's office. He was really getting sick of seeing this office this year, and what was worse Snape and McGonagall were both up here again. He didn't like the fact that Snape was up here; they had already proven that he could enter his mind as Harry he did not want him entering his mind now that he was back to his normal self.

"Mr. Potter." Sephiroth lifted his head acid silver green eyes meeting twinkling blue, he wouldn't speak and acknowledge...Dumbledore was not worth that.

"Attacking another student is a serious offense; we could expel you for this." Sephiroth simply shrugged, he did not need to remain here at the school. "You won't though, not with Voldemort on the loose once more."

He wanted to roll his eyes so badly seeing both McGonagall and Snape flinch at the name; the people of this world were so weak. At least those in Midgar had more of a spine than this lot did; while his name had been feared people didn't flinch at the mere mention of it.

Dumbledore blinked at Harry's response; the boy was correct, Dumbledore would not expel him they needed him. But the sheer fact that the boy was aware of this fact was startling, this actually hampered them slightly.

"You have had more than ample time and excuse to have me expelled from Hogwarts yet you and the minister of magic up until this year had made sure that I remained within the safety of these walls." 'Which are far from safe...I think being a prostitute working the streets of White Chapel was safer than Hogwarts has been these past four years.'

Seeing no other option Albus sighed softly his blue eyes saddening. "Harry, we believe that a Dark Wizard by the name of Genesis Rhapsodos has cast a spell on you to alter your personality."

Wait did they seriously just call Genesis a Dark Wizard. Lifting a hand to his lips Sephiroth started to laugh and laugh hard. "Genesis...A Dark Wizard?" Sephiroth dissolved into another fit of laughter seeing the shocked looks on McGonagall and Snape's face. "The only way you would ever get Genesis to turn into a Dark Wizard is if you stolen his beloved first edition LOVELESS from him...Or destroyed every last bottle of shampoo in the world. A Dark Wizard! Oh great Goddess Minerva that is too funny."

Sephiroth sunk down in the chair he was sitting in slightly his hands over his face still laughing like hell.

Getting his laughter under control Sephiroth sat back up shaking his head wiping his eyes; he honestly hadn't laughed that hard in all his life, would seem like he was still holding onto some of Harry's personality if he was able to laugh so easily.

"Genesis is arrogant, narcissistic, obsessive and a big fucking drama queen...He is anything but a Dark Wizard. I don't know what hair brained scheme you lot have gotten into your heads about some Dark Wizard but I can assure you no one has tampered with us." Sephiroth's movements were as fluid as a snake as he pushed himself from the chair ignoring the three behind the desk he walked over to the door.

"Oh and headmaster."

Turning slightly Sephiroth's acid silver eyes held the same insane look he had during Nibelheim. "You so much as touch one hair on Genesis head, I will level this school to the ground...Do not make me your enemy Albus." Without a second glance Sephiroth swept out of the office Gryffindor robe swishing around his feet menacingly.

He would destroy this school if any of them dared to touch what was his, and Genesis was his. » § «

Oh it felt like he had been run over by the Knight Bus. Groggily Ron opened his eyes, he was greeted by stone walls. Groaning he found himself sitting in a chair, he tried to stand up but found his wrist and ankles bound to the chair. "What the hell is going on?"

"So you're awake finally."

Startled Ron looked up blinking owlishly at the man across from him; he didn't even realize that someone was in the room with him. Getting his eyes back into focus he looked over the man in front of him.

Well pressed black pants, shined black shoes, a black Muggle business jacket with a pressed white shirt and pressed tie. It was strange seeing someone looking that well managed specially here at Hogwarts. It wasn't until he saw the face of the person that the anger and fear rose in him.

"Zabini." He growled seeing the now light skinned Slytherin.

Tseng merely tilted his head slightly, the ponytail brushing against his neck gently as it did, his steel colored eyes watching Ron closely. Ron started to pull at the restraints around him and growled darkly, "Let me go!"

Chuckling softly Tseng pushed himself off the wall and moved over slowly, his movements slow and precise. He was the Turks top interrogator for a reason; he had mastered the art of unnerving people. Slipping up slowly Tseng leaned in real close his half gloved fingers coming to rest across Ron's forearms his nails digging in slightly to the flesh allowing Ron to feel the corded muscles those fingers held.

He leaned down so that his face was not that far away from Ron's. "Correct me if I am right Ronald, President ShinRa said that the information you were granted only a few hours ago was classified." He smirked internally seeing the nervousness appearing in Ron's blue eyes. "Do you remember what he said, that if you spoke...His Turks would make sure you never spoke again...Well..." Tseng tightened his hold on Ron's arms knowing that huge bruises were going to be there when he released him.

"This is what happens when you have loose lips." Faster than a striking snake Tseng back handed Ron causing his head to snap to the side blood flying from his lips as the ginger bit his cheek.

Gasping Ron blinked back the stars that sprang up in front of his eyes. The tangy taste of metallic blood started to fill his mouth and drip down his chin; he had bitten his cheek when Tseng hit. A strong hand roughly grabbed his chin forcing it forward once more so he was staring into eyes of cold steel.

"Now, we can do this the easy way...Or the hard way Ronald...I need the information that you gave Albus Dumbledore. How much that you were granted with did you reveal to him?" Ron growled low at him, he had faced through a hell of a lot worse with Harry these past four years. Though seeing that sadistic look lighting up those steel eyes was making him really nervous.

"Alright...Suit yourself Ronald…I do love when people choose the hard method." As he was talking Tseng's fingers were movingly almost lovingly along Ron's arms. Reaching his fingers his own gripped onto Ron's index finger. "Once more chance Ronald..." He purred steel eyes glinting maliciously.

Ron though remained stubbornly silent, Blaise wouldn't really risk being expelled and put in Azkaban would he? "Stubborn aren't you...We'll see how long it takes until you sing." With a quick jerk of his hand he was rewarded with the sound of snapping bone and Ron's scream of pain.

"Your lips are loose when it comes to Albus Dumbledore; yet now when faced with a Turk your lips are as tight as your virgin fuck hole." Tseng chuckled lightly moving around so that he could see the pain contorting Ron's face, see the tears as they flowed down his cheeks. "Are you a little more willing to talk? Or shall I continue to break bones until those cock sucking licks of yours open." He knew that not only was Ron a virgin he was also extremely homophobic if the reaction from yesterday was anything to go by.

Gasping back the pain Ron looked up into Tseng's eyes seeing that if he did not talk he was going to be in a world pain. He hadn't believed they were serious in any of this, but here the man before him was breaking bones and enjoying it.

"Everything...We told him everything...You're all off your bloody rockers!"

Tseng actually laughed at that, oh this boy was too easy to crack shame he enjoyed making cowards like this squeal for their mothers. Yes he did have a sadistic side to him, you had to to be a Turk. Moving back to a small table in the room he leaned back against it, fingers gently gripping the edge of the table. "You doubt our words yet the proof is right in front of you. I knew you were dense Weasley but I guess I gave you a little more credit than was deserved."

Ignoring the fact Ron was still crying silently from the pain in both his jaw and broken finger Tseng flicked his hair back behind his shoulder. It had finally returned to its normal length. "What proof!"

Pushing himself off the table Tseng returned to gripping Ron's arms happy to see the boy flinch and draw back in his chair trying to get as far away from the Turk as possible. "Makoro is our proof. Tell me Ronald when was the last time you ever saw a person with glowing eyes and blood so acidic it burned through glass? Hmm please inform me of a substance or spell that can create that."

"Makoro, what the bloody hell are you talking about Blaise?"

Snickering slightly Tseng met his eyes pushing the Makoro in his system up causing those steel eyes to suddenly glow as brilliantly as Harry's and even the same acid green color. "Makoro the life blood of the planet, harnessed into a raw substance that is then injected into Turk and SOLDIER blood, enhancing them beyond that of standard humans. Makoro is a word that has been lost for thousands of years, yet for some reason it runs through the veins of thirteen people."

Smirking darkly Tseng leaned in so his mouth was right next to Ron's. "Let me give you a little warning Weasley, since your puny little brain didn't seem to get the hint last time. Sephiroth is the most powerful SOLDIER; his body has been enhanced with Makoro and Jenova cells since he was still in the womb. Trained from the age of four to wield a sword, became SOLDIER when he was nine years old...Killed his first man only six days later. He has taken down entire armies without batting a single eyelash, and you...Betrayed...Him...You are lucky he didn't run you through with Masamune right then and there." Stepping back he smirked darkly seeing the horrified look in Ron's eyes.

"To bad, you would have made a powerful ally...But you allowed your jealousy and your inability to look beyond to cloud you...And you did the worst possible thing...You betrayed his trust." Tseng tutted softly before shoving his foot hard into Ron's chest sending the chair careening over and onto the floor.

Moving over he knelt down a green Materia Genesis had given him held gently in his fingers. "You made yourself a very dangerous enemy Ronald...I hope all this was worth your friendship." Unlike Genesis and Angeal who had the excuse of insanity, Ron held no excuse for betraying Sephiroth's trust, and once you lost it you almost never gained it back.

Healing the ginger he unlocked the restraints and pulled him out by his robe out into the hallway next to the unconscious Hermione. Reno stood nearby his aquamarine eyes watching Ron with detached interest. He might have been Ron's brother in this life, but he was still a Turk and the loyalty to the company and Tseng over road any loyalty he had for the Weasley's.

"You got him to talk boss man?"

Tseng nodded laying him down next to Hermione. "Yes, he talked with in minutes...Hopefully the message sunk in this time and those loose lips will have tightened some."

Reno nodded looking down at Hermione. "She squealed fast, I only had to slap her once and she cracked like an egg dropped from the top of ShinRa tower. She kept bawling that Harry was being controlled yo."

"Ronald believes something similar; that we are being controlled or had a curse placed on us."

"I guess Dumbledore is the same yo. Seph was down here a minute ago; he just got back from Dumbledore's. Get this he thinks Genesis is some Dark Wizard coming after us."

Tseng couldn't help it he snorted a hand coming up to cover his mouth, steel eyes sparkling with laughter. "Genesis? A Dark Wizard? Ahhhh will the wonders of human stupidity never cease.."

"General Hotness said he threatened Dumbledore, said if he touched Genesis he would bring the castle down."

"That I do not doubt for one minute, Sephiroth was always protective of his men...Genesis more so because he was his only lover...Come...Leave these two here...I trust you erased your face from Granger's memory?"

"Of course yo...What kind of moron do you think I am…Wait...Don't answer that boss man." Snorting again Tseng stepped over Ron's unconscious form waving his wand removing the charm that had changed his robes to his old Turk suit. They had altered the memory so that their faces and voices were changed but they would always have a fear of speaking about their group.

With no proof it was them not even the minister of magic could have them expelled from Hogwarts.

"Is it sad I missed this yo?" Reno kept perfect step with his boss heading back towards the main entry way. "No...I did as well. This is where we belong, we are Turks and will always be Turks. Have a good night Reno I will see you in the Great Hall for breakfast."

Giving a two finger salute Reno headed back up towards the Gryffindor common room while Tseng headed down to Slytherin.

This school yeah just turned very very interesting. » § «

"No no I got THE perfect way to kill Voldemort!"

It had been a week since Sephiroth had threatened Dumbledore and the Turks had handled Ron and Hermione. The school had turned into complete chaos with Umbridge running around now interviewing all the teachers (and it always seemed to be during their class) but thankfully even though Ron and Hermione couldn't remember who tortured them, (if you could honestly call that torture with how fast they cracked) steered clear of their group.

The Harry side of Sephiroth felt a small pang at the loss of his only two friends from the Wizarding world; but the strong personality of Sephiroth couldn't care less. Ron was a ticking time bomb; he turned too easily on his so call 'friend' and allowed his jealousy to rule his emotions and thoughts. He was jealous of the fact that Sephiroth was SOLDIER; the boy didn't even know half the shit that he went through to get to that point. Hermione.. well while she was good for something things she was actually very immature in the long run. She always felt the need to prove her superior intelligence; it was honestly like working alongside Scarlet once more just not quite as retarded.

The group was all currently sitting in the great hall eating breakfast; Sephiroth could feel Dumbledore's gaze boring into him from the head table but he ignored it in favor of watching Angeal's puppy bouncing on the bench. "What Zack..." He didn't think he wanted to know to be brutally honest.

"You guys remember those Magic Urns Professor Creepy made when I was a 3rd?" Angeal and Sephiroth both pulled a face; their eyes going wary as they looked at the puppy. Oh yes they remembered those horrible creatures. A horrible monster that spent it's life in a bright orange jar with swirly eyes painted all along it; the only thing of the monster you saw with its bald purple head and alien yellow eyes and a glowing thing at the end of an antenna at the top of its head.

It had been created as a game between the scientist (yes it would seem Hojo had a sense of humor a very sick sense of humor but it was humor none the less) that it was a giant Midgar roulette as you had to pick an eye and if you picked the right one you would win something; get it wrong and the monster would one hit even Sephiroth.

"We find one of those and say we have Potter; tell him he's inside and the only way to get him out it to hit the eye...BOOM! Voldemort gets killed by Potter-y..."

Everyone at the table groaned at the horrible pun. "Zack..." Was groaned out by several of the members as the girls were giggling like hell behind their hands; even Reno was laughing with his head on the table. Zack pouted laying his head on the table. "I thought it was a cleaver idea." He mumbled giving them all his best kicked puppy look.

"You would yo..." Reno lifted his head back up shaking it and glanced over to his lover who he could see was also shaking his head. "I really have to wonder what those Makoro shots did to all of your heads; you are all psychopaths."

"Need to be to work for a ShinRa." Rude shot back earning him several snorts and everyone looking away as Rufus gave them all death glares.

"Don't make me sick DN on you lot..." He grumbled going back to his breakfast. "So what class you all got now yo?" Reno asked the group of 5th years that actually had to go to class; he and Zack had a free period right now.

"Potions..." Angeal groaned. Even as Angeal he hated potions class; Snape despite the fact 'Neville' had turned into a walking behemoth was still picking on him because he still sucked at potions. Chemistry in school was never Angeal's strong point why he would stick with plants; so Snape took any and all opportunity to harass him. Angeal's honor and pride was getting in the way of him telling the old bat off, and he wouldn't allow any of them to tell Snape off for him.

Nope the man would just suck it up and ask Sephiroth for assistance. Having grown up in the labs Sephiroth naturally upon waking up fully had become the best in the class; his analytical mind picking up on things quickly. Tseng being who he was, was already a master at mixing poisons together so potions became second nature. Rufus had thankfully retained some of Draco's skills in potions so he did pretty well.

Even though Sephiroth had quickly become the top of the class Snape still felt the need to push his buttons; though after the threat in Dumbledore's office he wasn't as inclined to push said buttons after seeing the seven foot sword. But…It was hard to forget that this wasn't Potter anymore and it was wearing on Sephiroth's last nerves.

How the hell could Snape not realize he wasn't Harry anymore? Picking up a golden goblet Harry examined himself in the reflection. His hair was even more silver now though for some reason was remaining stubbornly wild instead of growing out like the others had; his eyes were now constantly the green silver glow as the Makoro was back to full strength in his body.

"Tseng did you two ever find a room?" Sephiroth asked, they needed to find weapons and start training once more. He would need to find a replacement for Masamune until he built his strength up enough that he could once more wield his beloved Nodachi.

"We did..." Tseng dropped his voice knowing even in the loud hall he would still be heard by the enhanced Turks and SOLDIER. "7th Floor, we found it completely by accident. Reno started pacing in front of a wall trying to figure out where to go and a door appeared in the wall. The house elves...Dobby I believe his name is told us it was called the room of requirements when he heard us talking in the kitchen. It gives the user exactly what they need..."

Reno nodded leaning in slightly. "We went back and tried it out, it actually recreated the ShinRa SOLDIER gym...Perfectly." A smile lit all their features, while the Turks generally trained down in the 'bat cave' as Sephiroth so lovingly called it they would occasionally come up and use the massive SOLDIER gym on the second plate.

"Did you try and make the VR room?" Angeal asked, honestly that was one of his favorite places to train and he missed Banora horribly. "Tried that yo, no go...But I contacted Vincent and they have some of the VR cameras. It would take me a bit yo but I could transfigure a control panel and wires and wire up one of the dungeon rooms to become a VR room. You know no one goes down there beside the Slytherins and Snape..."

"Start working on that that will be your mission, after classes let's meet up on the seventh floor and we'll head in for some training."

"We should be going; Snape just left the table and you know what will happen if we are late." Tseng rolled his eyes grabbing his bag and stood up. He could not wait until this summer when he would ditch out of Hogwarts forever. They all had agreed that they would gain as much Intel during this year and that was it...Most of them could not handle being treated like ignorant children anymore. He sure as hell couldn't; if Umbridge talked down to him one more time he honestly didn't know if he could keep his Turk mask in place.

Standing up Sephiroth sent the others a wary look, oh they were all quite familiar with the famous Wutai firecracker. It was a common joke (that had actually led to him being pantz once by a cadet) that Tseng was a red head dying his hair black. President Edgar ShinRa was terrified of Tseng when he was angry; it had only happened a few times when he had said or done something really stupid that Tseng had lost his cool. But those times ShinRa would give the man whatever he wanted just to make sure that anger wasn't directed at him anymore.

Tseng had actually managed to wrangle out a two week fully paid vacation for his Turks in one of those PMS bitch modes as Genesis so lovingly called them; which meant that a few of them got to play Turk for two weeks.

Oh it was fun, trust him in was fun...But Sephiroth never want to be a Turk full time. There was so much bull shit the Turks put up with and cleaning up after SOLDIER it wasn't even funny.

Picking up his own book bag Sephiroth headed off down to potions knowing Angeal was right behind him and Rufus would well...Show up whenever Rufus felt like showing up.

Passing by Ron and Hermione he slid a glance towards them seeing them watching him with a glare along with half the rest of his fellow classmates. "What." He snapped narrowing his own acid eyes into a glare.

Ron stood up his ears dark red as he glared at his one time friend. "I'll tell you what's wrong, you...You are what's bloody well wrong. You've turned into some cold heartless bastard that believes you are better than us all." Sephiroth growled low and moved in close seeing Ron backing up; he had to be quick since McGonagall was approaching their table and swiftly. "Cut the jealousy bull shit Ron...You want to prove yourself...That you are just as good as I am and can be a SOLDIER...Common room after class is over. We'll see if you are really cracked up for this."

Pulling away he moved away from the table before McGonagall got up to them. "Seph, are you sure that is a good idea, he's un-enhanced he won't stand a chance against you."

"Don't forget old friend, it was a un-enhanced infantry man that ended my life." » § «

The group all sat at the very back of potions class the four reincarnates taking up one of the tables. "I should have known." Angeal grumbled seeing Umbridge walking around the front of the class her clipboard in hand scribbling notes probably about the horrible décor of the room (if it wasn't pink and meowing at you it was ugly).

"Well this just made class that much more interesting." Tseng mumbled lying his head down on the table, though made sure not to lay down in a suspicious looking stain.

"That it has." Snape might have been an asshole but out of the two he would prefer to see Snape chew into Umbridge compared to the other way around.

Fluttering into the class as he normally did Snape took one look at Umbridge a sneer playing on the edges of his thin lips. Turning away from her he quickly wrote down a very base potion on the chalk board. "Madam Pomfrey has asked that we re-supply her Pepper Up Potions supply as there has been a rash case of Wizarding Mumps. You will brew this potion...I believe even Longbottom can handle this."

Angeal flushed some at once more being singled out but said nothing allowing Sephiroth to be the one to get their ingredients.

Moving back to the storage closet Sephiroth started to grab the supplies for himself and Tseng who stood behind him. "If that man makes one more crack about my father...I'm going to let him meet my father."

He knew at some point today Snape was going to make a crack that he is just like his father or some other bull shit like that. This time, Snape would regret those words cause he would make sure he met the undead Ex-Turk.

"Think father can let one of his demons come out to play...Maybe Galian would like to come out and gnaw on his leg just like Fluffy did."

"Fluffy?" Tseng had a single brow raised as he took the ingredients from Sephiroth and headed back over to the table. "Yeah..." Sephiroth sat back down laying everything out for Angeal to cut, it was amazing the man was one of the best cooks he knew but he couldn't make a proper potion. "Fluffy was what Hagrid named his three headed dog that was guarding the Sorcerer Stone back in our first year."

Rufus shook his head, "Leave it to that man to name a dangerous animal Fluffy."

"Better than Dark Nation...Hojo had a hissy fit when he found out what you named your Guard Hound." Sephiroth smirked starting the potion; he had been down in the labs that day and Hojo about had a coronary; oh it was so sweet it had taken all of Sephiroth's self control to not start laughing right in the middle of the lab.

"Good! I should have named more of his Guard Hounds something similar, maybe we would have been rid of him sooner." Rufus smirked wickedly stirring the potion the required amount of times; he honestly couldn't hold a knife to save his life which was why he carried a shot gun around.

"Trust me, if I was not in a contract with ShinRa I would have ended his miserable existence a very…Very long time ago...My first human would have been him not some Wutai rebel..." Sephiroth shook his head but looked up hearing Umbridge starting to speak in that squeaky voice of hers.

"Professor Snape, how long have you been working for Hogwarts."

Snape looked very uncomfortable as Umbridge seemed to be batting her eyes at him. "Tseng...Burn my eyes out please!" Sephiroth turned his head away; sometimes he really hated having a perfect photographic memory/imagination cause what his mind just conjured up scared him for life...It scared him worse than the thought of Hojo getting it up long enough to produce an offspring.

Laughing softly Tseng rubbed Sephiroth's back as he laid his head on the table and started to beat his head into it.

Angeal chuckled softly rubbing his head as the poor General moaned in pain, and not physical pain either. "Please...I need brain bleach. I cannot um-imagine what I imagined."

"It says here that you applied for the position of Dark Arts professor?"

"Yes..."

"And you were unsuccessful?"

Sephiroth and the group all looked behind them as that is where Snape had migrated during her questioning as he still kept watch of his students. This was kind of a DURR question!

"Clearly..."

Sephiroth couldn't help it just the tone of voice it was said in and the way he barely moved his lips just sent him into a quiet giggle fit. He wasn't the only one Angeal and Tseng were also laughing softly.

Umbridge made a noise before turning and leaving the room; Snape looked down at the giggling boys and proceeded to smack all three on the back of the head with the folder he was holding. This instantly set all three off and they died on the table they were laughing so hard. » § «

"Okay I have to admit that was one of the better Potions class we ever had."

"It sounds like that would have been fun as hell yo, wish we could have been there." The groups of Gryffindors were heading onto the seventh floor; begrudgingly with both Ron and Hermione following behind them. It seemed like Ron couldn't go anywhere without his brain behind him, he would prefer to wipe the mats with just Ron there but maybe this might make them both wake up and finally just leave him the fuck alone.

Reaching the seventh floor it was easy to spot Tseng and Rufus waiting for them; and thank the Goddess! "Genesis!" smiling brightly Sephiroth broke away from the group and rushed up leaping up into his lovers arms. He couldn't help it he did still have some of Harry in him and Harry would have done this.

Laughing Genesis caught his lover kissing him deeply; "Missed you too Seph, ready to get your ass handed to you? The world needs a new hero." Sephiroth stepped back and scoffed a small smile tilting his lips

"Come and try."

"So smug...But for how long?"

They both grinned easily remember the lines that had led to that fateful battle which was the trigger for Genesis degradation. "Where is Cloud and father?" Sephiroth watched as Tseng paced in front of the wall causing a door to appear in it. "Cloud had to go back to the States he had an order that needed to be completed by tomorrow, and Vincent is back monitoring the cameras...So it's just little old me today."

Smirking the group moved into the room; instantly all their eyes lit up as they looked around. It was exactly like how they remembered it.

Thick blue mats covered the floor with dark red and green thicker padded mats stationed all around the room. a small set of bleachers as against the far wall with the symbol for SOLDIER painted on the wall next to a ShinRa sign. Above them were hundreds of balance beams and obstacles that were used primarily by the 1st and 2nd classes. Against the far wall was a huge weapons rack filled with buster JR swords.

Laughing loudly Zack charged into the room and leap up onto one of the thicker landing mats and eagle spread on it. "Oh it even smells like the old gym!"

"Od'eur de cadet." Genesis smirked getting a laugh from the others. "That's exactly what it smells like in here." Throwing his bag on the bleachers Sephiroth pulled off his robes revealing a work out outfit he had transfigured for today.

"Sephiroth...Once you have warmed up...Meet me out on the mats I want to see where you are at muscle wise." Sephiroth nodded and started to stretch out; thankfully Ron and Hermione had stayed up on the bleachers and weren't coming anywhere near him. Rufus was sat up by them since he wasn't a fighter.

"Make sure to take notes Weasley, watch what my men do and tell me if you have what it takes to be SOLDIER. Tell me if you watch them that they do not deserve the titles they have been given."

Ron scowled down at Rufus but was smart enough not to say anything as Rude was sitting not that far away.

Instead he turned his eyes back on Sephiroth...He really only came here because he wanted to prove to them that this whole talk of being reincarnated was a bunch of bull shit and maybe they could get their Harry back.