Shroud of Ashes Chapter 2Summary A terrible evil committed in the name of science alters Zack forever, and by altering him, it changes everyone around him. Starting with Sephiroth.Pairing SGZAC (OT5!), RemcestWarnings Violence, language, eventual smuttiness, and evil scientists.Disclaimer I do not own FFVII, FFVII Crisis Core, or FFVII Advent Children. Please support the official releases!Chapter TwoLeaving was not nearly as easy as it ought to have been. Sephiroth was ready to go at a moment's notice. He had a bag packed with non-perishable supplies and clothing for three days by his doorway at all times. It was all he needed to begin any mission. True tha
Dancing Against the Seven Destinies 11Aerith awoke to the smell of breakfast being cooked. Stumbling through her morning routine, the last Cetra moved robotically until she finally managed to wake herself up enough to greet the rest of the world.Her first surprise of the day as she left her bedroom, however, was to see her step-mother coming out of her own room. Elmyra, too, seemed to be surprised to see Aerith. For a minute, the two Gainsborough women stared at each other with questioning looks, confused as to who would be cooking the morning meal. Suddenly, the young Cetra remembered the strange woman from yesterday- Grace Lunaria, also known as Katlyn Lune. Quickly wal
Secret Whispers: 2Chapter 2The smell of petrichor was a beautiful and inviting thing that she found to be slipping through the cracks of her open window; the lack of light being yet another beautiful thing. It was a Sunday, and it had rained the night before. If Fuu had actually decided to look out her window she would have seen the wet pavement of her driveway; puddles strewn over the dips and holes. Instead, Fuu turned over in her cocoon of warm blankets and pulled herself deeper into the folds.It was still February, it was still cold, and it was still an open window at nine in the morning. Even though it was warmer than it had been the other day, it sti
Secret Whispers: 1Chapter 1There’s a wall built in the middle of a park that’s slowly crumbling into nothing. The bricks have faded in color and chunks of the wall continue to fall out every day. They have a man who cleans it up every day, around 4 o’clock on the dot. It isn’t that tall, or that long, but for a very long time it’s been sitting there.A piece of art and history that the big guys never wanted to tear down, and in a sense, a piece of mystery. There was always a rumor that floated around the wall of twelve meters length and six feet high, that some old man put the wall here on purpose. They used to say that he put
Sta.sh
