Childhood Stories I wrote (4th-6th Grade)

Black And White 1. Warning

I had defeated the three silver haired pests, and I was relieved. I laid on the bed Tifa had set up for me, and I relaxed. I heard strange voices every night, and the voice always said "I'm not gone" and it made me shudder. I recognized the voice one night, and I got up, and still heard it. I grabbed my sword, and I left for outside. I paced around, and saw a silhouette of a person. I walked over to the shadow, and I heard the sound of a sword being unsheathed. My neck was grabbed, and pulled back. I whipped my sword around and cut whoever grabbed me deep. They let go of me, and fell to the ground. It was too dark to see his face, but I heard his cocky voice,"I'm not gone."
He got up, and ran.

I went back home, and went to sleep.

My worlds enemy grabbed my chin, and he laughed. I cursed his name, but nothing happened. The smirk on his face was dull, but still evil. He let go of me, and he stood back. His smirk faded, and he wrote things I couldn't easily understand on a wall in chalk. I could tell it was English, but really hard to read.
I may be the master of all puppets
I may have been the creator of all chaos
But I'm in your mind to warn you
The end is still coming
But I'm not the cause
Nothing seemed right. Why would Sephiroth be warning me about danger? He was fading away, and I ran up to him, but as my finger tips touched his coat, he disappeared.

"Who's going to destroy us!" I shouted, but never realized I was awake.
Tifa came running in, and she made me lay down, and she kissed my forehead, and asked,"what's the matter?"
"Nothing." I said slowly. "I only had a nightmare."
I thought about the person I saw last night. I believed he was one of the remnants of Sephiroth. I got up, and grabbed a medical kit, and I went outside, back to the area I fought him. I found a trail of blood, and I followed it, he had made it far with the wound. I soon saw a body of a young male. He was unconscious. I pulled off his coat, and I cleaned up his wound, and I bandaged it. A thin blanket was folded snugly into the kit, and I unfolded it, and wrapped him up in it. I put his coat in the place the blanket was meant to be, and I carried him home.
Tifa wasn't satisfied with what I brought, but I told her,"my nightmare.. It was a warning, and we need him! Listen!"
She nodded, and left me alone with the youth.
I grabbed his innocent hands, and I kissed one hand. I whispered in his ear,"I know you're here. I need your help."
His eyes flickered open, and he muttered,"asking help from me? We could've killed each other last night."
"Give me more details on the future!" I demanded.
He looked at me with a soft expression, and he murmured,"you expect me to know?"
I gripped his neck, and I hissed,"Sephiroth warned me! You're a piece of him, and should know! Tell me!"
"I'm nothing but his puppet." He said innocently. "He tells me nothing, but he controls me."
I never meant to hurt him in my next move, but I did, and badly. He cried in pain, as blood oozed from his bandages, and he cried,"stop being abusive!"
If he lives for good now, he'd still be considered a child, and I'd be sent to jail for abusing him.
Tifa came in, and she asked,"what's wrong?"
I pulled Kadaj into me, and I stroked his thin back, and I whispered to him,"I'm sorry.."
I looked to Tifa,"he lives for good now, and is still a child. I was abusing him, and that's why he's crying."
I laid him down, and I made him a small bed on the floor. I laid him in it, and I covered him with a thick and warm blanket. Remnants were normally cold, so it will help heat him up. I let my eyes stay open, so I could watch him the entire night.
At about two AM, he stood up. My eyes were only open less than a crack, and he slipped into my bed beside me. He wrapped his arms around me, and he was shivering. I caged his body into me with my arms, and he now felt warm and wasn't shivering. I looked at his innocent face, and I couldn't help, but smile. His eyes opened, and he smiled at me. He made me turn over into my back, and as he got on top of me, he brought his head down to my cheek, and I felt his soft lips rest on my cheek. I heard voices in my head.

"Let him get closer to you.. The more he gains of love for life, he'll be strong enough to bring me back, and we could destroy the chaos within the planet. The more he loves a human being, the more he turns human hisself. He lost his other two brothers, and has been depressed without them. You're not alone Cloud. He has the nightmares and visions too. It's what woke him up.
"Ever since he's been resurrected, he's feared the open land, and you until now. Letting him learn to love a human being, would be the right thing to let him do. I don't control him now, nor did I create him for the third time. Someone else wanted me back, but I now see the beauty of the planet. As long as you like be him as a little brother back, you'll be able to tell him what to do. The end is still coming."

I glanced at my little brothers body, and I tried to get up, but he begged,"I love you niisan! Don't leave me!"
I couldn't leave the poor boy alone, but I wanted breakfast, and I smelled something good from the kitchen. I kissed his marble cheek, and I said,"aren't you hungry?"
It seems even the slightest talk of food, made him want to get up. We went to the kitchen, and Tifa, Marlene, and Denzel, were already eating. Marlene and Denzel glared
at him. I sat down, but as I did, Kadaj grabbed my shoulders, and he asked,"where do I sit?"
I looked at everyone else at the table, and they seemed to be eating even slower. I dished him out some eggs and bacon, and I buttered some toast for him, and I told him to sit in my seat. No one else at the table looked pleased. It was harder to stroke his skin when he's wearing his coat. I managed to get his neck, and I assured him,"don't feel uncomfortable. I'll be by your side whenever you need me."
Tifa shot me a dirty glare. I dished myself up, and I sat against the wall, and ate. Kadaj got up, and sat by me. He had no more bacon left, and he picked some off my plate. I picked up my fork and picked both pieces of egg off his plate and shoved them into my mouth. He looked upset.
"Well I'm sorry!" I mocked.
He crossed his arms, and looked down, not accepting the sarcastic sorry. I held his shoulders, and I said quietly,"eat as much as you want... I need to go lay down."
I left him alone, and the moment my head hit the pillow, the more warnings I got.