Sora's Darkness *V2*

He places the sword back on the shelf. "Quite a blacksmith you have there, Lord Seph."

 

"Thank Mother for it. Besides, how did you know my name? I don't remember us directly meeting."

 

"It is hard to rest when you hear plenty of telepathy. Regardless if it is private or not."
"Help me! Help me!" She cries desperately as she pounds the wall with her bare fists.

 

"I just ignore it." He ripped the wall away and held his hand out to her.

 

He sniffs. "I believe you should stop hiding, Cloud Strife!"
He found himself paralyzed by fear.
She shook her head.

 

"Please don't hurt him." "What's wrong?"

 

He laughs. "You actually expect me to believe you care for that weak fool?" He punches a hole through the wall to hear a voice choking.
She backs away in response with fear in her eyes as though she's still seeing Hojo.

 

He leaped at him and grabbed his neck before his momentum rocketed them into a wall. "Now then, are you going to leave him alone or am I going to have to put you in your place?" He asked as he yanked Demon King's neck back and forth while still keeping a firm grip on him. He held his hands up in peace.

 

She nods then takes his hand.
He tighten his grip. "An old habit die hard."

 

He wrapped an arm around her and started pulling her back up. His teeth flashed as he grinned before they came down on his neck and bit down hard.

 

"I can never win a fight against Hojo, my son. Seph is out of my reach."
He pulls himself away as he lets go. "Do you recall the time when Sora and Saxor was around?"

 

"Silly Mom, I didn't mean literally. I think of pounding his face in to make me feel better and to boost my fighting will." "Yes." He said as he wandered off to Cloud to make sure he was alright.

 

"Then surely you have seen me what I was like before."
"Just a mere thought breaks down my will instead."

 

"What do you enjoy thinking about then?" "Obviously." He said as he gently ran his hands along Cloud's neck soothingly.

 

He groans as his breathing hitched.
He turns his eyes to Cloud. "He's restraining himself."
"Why should I tell you? I know you hate them."

 

"Then I'm assuming it's experiments?" He stopped and slapped him across the face to snap him out of it. "I'm not a girl even though I may look like one."

 

He laughs half-heartedly. "That's only half of it, little Sephiroth. For you see, he's playing as a wounded animal."
"No, scientific discovery."

 

"Mother was quite amused when you all thought she was an ancient." "Why?"

 

He pokes Cloud's wound.
He shies away from Demon King.
"Hiding his hatred towards me and Sephiroth. The only thing he can do is act humble."
"How many times do I have to say that I had no interest?"

 

He healed Cloud before sitting on his stomach. "If you didn't have any interest, then why would you allow them to inject me with Jenova's cells?"