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Who: Kadaj, Open
What: Just messing around
When: Late Afternoon
Where: Midgar
Rating: PG-13


A motorcycle stood seemingly abandoned at the base of a giant pile debris that was once one of the generators that lined the city limits of Midgar. However it's owner was at the very top overlooking the ruined city. The silver haired young man wearing his black clothes had once died, not too far from the spot he was at. His bright green eyes looked through his silver hair out to that area. His face was brimming with curiosity. He had been there for almost half an hour just looking, wondering why exactly he was drawn to it.

Then a thought crossed his mind that made him begin to leap down the pile to his bike. But he stopped short when he noticed that someone was holding his motorcycle, beginning to walk off with it while looking around every now and then. But never thinking to look up.

"No, I don't think so." said Kadaj as he sat down. He raised his arm and turned his palm up to the sky.

Shadows began to rise from the ground. Kadaj's eyes widened with surprised. It wasn't the shadow beasts that answered his summons before, but instead black creatures with yellow eyes. The man had stopped and turned to see those take shape.

Kadaj's surprise turned into morbid curiosity and with a lofty wave of his hand, they leaped at the man, who screamed and managed to run a few feet before they pounced on him. It was quick, but what came next made Kadaj snap up instantly to his feet and watch, enraptured by what he was witnessing. The man's body was nowhere to be seen, in his place was another of the yellow eyed creatures, but it look different, taller than the rest. More humanoid. Not only that, but he only saw a glimpse of a red light escape into nothingness from the attack.

Kadaj stood there, looking dumbstruck before he began to giggle uncontrollably. He dismissed the shadows as he laughed, leaping down the rest of the pile and onto his bike. Once he was sitting on it, he pulled out his phone.

"Curiouser and curiouser." he said to himself, smiling as he began dialing a number.

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After having his conversation over the phone, Kadaj's smile broadened as he closed his phone, pocketing it.

"Things are looking up. Two of three." a small laugh forced it's way through his mouth as he ran his hand through his hair, which flopped back in his face. He raised his head to look at the sky, and his face was pale, his smile fell, and his iris widened. There above him, and then before him was Sephiroth.

The memory slammed into his mind. He was being held by Cloud, the slender hand that must have surely been Mother's reach out to him, giving a sense of serenity. She matched his mental image perfectly. The Lifestream was different from just being alive. A hand grabbed him, firecely gripping his throat. Was it pink, or blue? It was fuzzy. But she spoke without using her voice. Him. She wanted him. She wanted to use him to escape, to get back. Destroy his essence, use his empty shell to get back. But she was driven away, driven away by-

"SERGIE-POO!"

Kadaj blinked and saw that Sephiroth was looking in the direction of the voice. Thinking quickly, he sat somewhat sideways to follow Sephiroth's gaze. Something to buy him more time before he decided on what to do. A dog was walking to the corner of a building. His smile returned as he slid off his bike. "And what is this?"

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The sight of the dog made him want to laugh a bit. Instead, Sephiroth just smirked and turned back to Kadaj. He could always worry about the other two later. There wasn't much to fear from a small pink dog and the man with Mastermune anyway.

"You look well, Kadaj." he tilted his head slightly. He could tell the Remnant was uncomfortable. He was practically sweating from being nervous, it seemed. "Though I am a bit curious as to how you're here."

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Kadaj's ears involuntarily perked up when he heard himself being addressed. He turned back to look at Sephiroth. The talking dog would have to wait. This was much more important. He looked into Sephiroth's face and for a split second it was replaced by that of the thing that had attacked him in the Lifestream.

"I don't know either."

I was taken out of the Lifestream by the kind and gentle Mother so I wouldn't be erased by our-YOUR Mother. Kadaj thought. But no, he wouldn't get answers by showing his sudden repulse at the mere thought of Mother. It had been eating at his mind. He needed to know what his big brother's motives were first, what his reaction might be. Loz was his little brother, Kadaj had always been able to sway Loz before.

"I just stopped someone from stealing my baby." he said, moving his hand lovingly over the seat of his motorcycle, looking at it fondly. Giggling maniacally when he had the image of the shadow creatures he summoned and what they did to him. His hand stopped moving, and his green eyes moved up to Sephiroth without moving his head. "Have I missed anything?

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"Not much has happened, to be honest," he shrugged a bit, "Besides just spreading mayhem and destruction at my capricious whim." He looked over at Serge and smirked.

"Miss Lockhart should be back in Midgar anytime soon though, I hear." he taunted. Again he ignored the man and looked to his 'brother.' Something had happened to Kadaj in the Lifestream. Sephiroth saw it in the boy's eyes. He was different than his memories of the entire event concerning the three silver-haired men recalled. He honestly hoped not much had changed, as Kadaj was the most like him...the only one out of the three Sephiroth actually respected, and distrusted. Yazoo and Loz would do as asked as long as Jenova was mentioned. But Kadaj...his mind was more independent, like his own.

"Tell me...was 'Mother' waiting for you when you died? Or...was something else there? Jenova never appeared to me, so it would be nice to know if she loved her other...children, at least." He moved closer to Kadaj, staring down at him intently.

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The way Sephiroth seemed to look through Kadaj's eyes, the intensity of his gaze was such that it was all Kadaj could do to stare back at them. The eyes filled with mako answered all of Kadaj's questions. Mother's sway still had a strong grip on Sephiroth. Or did she even need to try to influence him? His words were clear, lacking the uncertainty that had been growing inside Kadaj.

Kadaj's mouth opened, but no words came out at first, then he answered before even thinking of the question. "You knew where she was?"

He had wanted to turn, to see why Sephiroth found the dog so amusing, but felt that this wasn't a subject that could dropped and picked up later.

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The silver-haired general wanted to laugh. He truly did. How like the child to still cling to his 'Mother.' That fantastically malevolent force from the stars was no more fit to be a mother than Sephiroth was to be a father. Certainly a road he never wanted to travel.

He drew himself up taller and stared coldly down at Kadaj. He was smart, but also the most maniacal of the three Remnants. His next words would either drive the poor thing even more mad, or just break him, he figured.

"Jenova's influence is still strong, but...Jenova herself is dead."

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Eyes widening with comprehension, Kadaj slowly shook his head at Sephiroth, his mouth still slightly open. It wasn't Jenova's absence that scared him, but Sephiroth didn't seem to know that. His green eyes look up into the face of the long silver haired man, the only one he had called big brother. It was time to come clean now, he needed to tell Sephiroth everything, the truth.

"She-She's there. She was there, in the Lifestream." he said, stuttering at first but solidfying himself, steeling himself so he could convey what he felt, how he had felt back then. "She tried to take me. Make me into nothing. If she did that I think she could be alive again." he said going from looking from one of Sephiroth's eyes to the other before looked down at the ground. "She doesn't care about me. I don't think she cares about any of us. If she comes back-" his breathing got a little quicker. "I saw her thoughts. If she comes back, she going to destroy it. All of it." He looked back up to Sephiroth, his face void of his usual crazed smile and wild eyes. "Including us. She's just waiting. Waiting for one of us..."

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And there it was.

Sephiroth was definitely pleased with this newfound result. He had been hoping this one, the one closest to himself, could come to see the truth. With him, the other two would come as well. A strange mixture of pride and pity rose from his stomach at the thought.

In an act that would terrify any who knew him, Sephiroth reached out his left hand -his sword hand- and laid it on the Remnant's shoulder. How small he seemed now, how weak and childlike. that could change, and it would change. Jenova, that destructive and almost mindless creature, couldn't understand the power she toyed with. Kadaj could prove to be a new Sephiroth with the right molding. Of course, his "older brother" would have to monitor him very carefully to make sure the boy didn't grow too much like him.

"Give it time. She'll be gone from the stream, and from our thoughts, soon enough. You needn't fear her influence much longer. Big Brother will take care of you provided you prove useful." he said. No genuine smile was on his face, just his practically trademarked smirk. The comforting words had a crueler meaning: as long as he wasn't in the way of the chaotic path Sephiroth was carving, he would survive and stay far from Jenova's choking hands. "And I can tell you will be useful to me for quite some time."

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Serge turned pale the moment he heard the dog. He completely forgot about her, and now it was biting him in the ass. In a flash, he pulled the dog behind the corner with him, and cursed. No doubt they spotted him by now. Yet they continued their conversation...

And the moment Tifa was mention, Serge nearly got out of his spot. This bastard reminded him too much like Lynx, giving him all the more reason to go out and attack...were he an idiot.

The topic of their conversation however he knew nothing about, especially this Jenova. But if the swordsman had kin, and planned on using them for his own purposes...

His eyes went back to his phone, their conversation recorded. It was faint, but Kid should be able to make out most of the words at least. He kissed the phone, thanking however made it, and placed in admist the pink fur on Poshul. "Poshul, go to Kid and give that to her."

He spun the Mastermune briefly, his poking out of the corner to see them still chatting. Two on one, including several Heartless, was a tad suicidal, but hopefully the GF he had would help with everything. He had noticed an increase in both Glenn and Kid's abilities when they got to control theirs.

"I'll buy you some time! Go!" he ordered, jumping out from behind the corner, the Mastermune in one hand, and a white element in the other. The white aura faintly surrounded him, the element shining within his hands. "Sephiroth! Where is Tifa Lockheart!?"

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Poshul looked at Serge as he placed the phone with her. "To Kid? Why...." Poshul said before frowning and nodding, rushing off to find the Aussie-accented thief. She glanced back as Serge went into battle. "Be thafe, Sergie-poo"