Time Traveler Sephiroth (discontinued)

You Dont Look Right...

There were a lot more people in the Shinra building then the general remembered there being. Maybe he spent to much time in his office the first time around, but this was ridiculous. He shouldn't have to shove crowds of people out of the way as he ran down the hall. What were all these people doing here anyway? Sephiroth didn't have the patients to stop and find out. He needed to get to Cloud.

The trip down to the infirmary ended up being a lot harder then it needed to be. After a long run of shoving people into walls and stepping on feet, he finally found the small room. He noticed a few people stepping into the room nursing wounded shoulders and feet. Probably his handiwork, but right now he didn't care.

He was more concerned with scanning the small and almost empty room for a head of those blond spikes he loved. Yes, he loved Cloud. Like one would love their favorite toy. Tormenting Cloud had become the silverette's favorite pastime.

Sitting on one of the beds in the middle of the room were a group of young boys. And among them sat a spiky blond haired boy with his leg rapped.

Sephiroth snuck behind the boy in preparation of his devious plan. None of the boys had noticed him yet.

Stretching his arms out in front of him, the older man slowly wrapped his long arms around the boys middle. He could feel the blond stiffen in his hold. Sephiroth smiled. "I've missed you, Cloud."

The silverette rested his chin on the youngers head as he waited for Clouds response. The boy and all the boys with him were stiff. Frozen with shock most likely.

It took a little while for the blond to respond. "Peter. My name is Peter, sir."

Sephiroth's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. He slowly got off the boy and turned him around. Staring back at him was a blond haired blue eyes boy yes. But the hair darker. The eyes duller. The face fuller. This boy was not Cloud. Not His Cloud.

Without a word Sephiroth left the room.