-- feels like forever
08-14-2013, 02:19 AM
The voice...the voice of the man he hadn't seen for...well, years. Sephiroth had been training with him during the youngest days of his life. Always intrigued and interested in the ways of fighting among other things since the moment he could walk on his own. For weeks, months, he had always been with Angeal. Constantly training to perfect his skills, to become the best soldier he could be. Then one day, when Sephiroth had barely turned a year old, Angeal had disappeared. The young cub had noticed when he went to Angeals den to wake him for training, that day he had been excited because it was the day he was turning a year old. But when he had arrived, Angeal was not there. Confused, young Sephiroth had tried to track his scent...but lost it when he reached the river. Angeal was his mentor, he was too skilled to track, even for Sephiroth. He at first thought that maybe Angeal had left to find a safer place, since it was during the time that great shifts in rivalries were forming and alliances began to fade. Power hungry fiends wanted their home, and though Sephiroth had thought about staying to fight, he had wanted to find Angeal. He knew the pack wouldn't survive long without him...He never forgot that day. The day Sephiroth had chosen to leave, was when they struck. Destroying everything in their path, killing all those who opposed, taking prisoner the ones who were too weak to fight. Sephiroth had fought with a handful of other young students like him. Some died defending their home, others got away with terrible wounds. He swore he had seen one hiding away in the forest with wounds so terrible, he knew they wouldn't survive long. Others had escaped with missing limbs, ears, tails, or a combination of all. That days attack was truly Hell. Sephiroth had fought, just barely a yearling and he had killed. But in the end, it wasn't enough. He had been one of just a few who had escaped, leaving behind the turmoil and stench of blood and death. After that day, everything had changed for him. He became...different. All this time he had been searching for Angeal, and he had finally found him. His mentor, the one who left without a trace. Quite frankly, he didn't know what to feel. He was no longer the sweet, innocent, curious cub. The one that would help others without a second thought, the angel that always had a smile on his face, no. He had changed to something more...closed off. He seldom betrayed or showed any emotion at all. He never cared about anything, just closed his heart off to everyone around him. But somewhere within him...perhaps just somewhere, there was still a part of his old self. Two toned eyes watched his former mentor, he seemed to be...wary of him. As if he didn't recognize who was standing in front of him. He knew within moments that it was his old student, but the look in his eyes told all that Sephiroth needed to know. Silver head dipped ever so slightly, as if nodding in agreement to the dark pelted male. "It has been a long time, I turn three this winter. It has been almost two years since you left our pack lands...surely you didn't think I wouldn't find you? Many things have happened after you left...things of which I am sure you don't know of. Are you prepared to learn about it?" Speech Thought Others |