Small warning: This chapter will contain violence, and some seductive talking. Read at your own risk.

"Get up!" A man shouted from across the room. You laid there, sprawled out on the floor, and on your stomach. This man was strong. Stronger than you will ever know. You knew you shouldn't have gotten out of bed this morning. Especially, when you were the one who wanted to take on an S rank mission. You slowly pushed off the ground and stood back on your feet. 

"Good girl~" The man across the room teased. He was tall with a muscular build and shoulder-length, spiky white hair sticking up in all directions and partially covers his face. His eyes are blue with yellow rings around the pupils. His upper body is bare and he wears white pants tied with a black sash similar in appearance to a karate uniform, and knee-high boots. With a small growl escaped your lips, you charged at Weiss. You were not going to be beaten so easy. You swung your katana with all of your might. He dodged and parried your attacks with grace. Each step was like a dance of some sort. But elegance was not the word you were looking for at the moment. SOLDIER had sent you on this mission to investigate one of the old labs near the outskirts of Midgar. But fighting wasn't also on your list. Thinking this mission was going to be easy. You were far from that answer. No wonder they call it an 'S' rank mission, it is higher than an 'A' and the others. 

You continued to attack him, but you were getting no where. You changed up your tactics and swung your leg up at him. Just trying to kick him in the face, he continued to block your attacks.

"Tell me. . . What's your name?" He questioned as he continued to fight you. A small smirk tugged at the corner of his lips.

"Why would you want to know?" You growled.

"So I can send SOLDIER a present. Your going back in a body bag." With that, you were pissed. You had your limits but this one just pushed your buttons. You took pride in your fighting style. You were so close to being a General like the others. All you wanted to do was prove to Sephiroth that you were strong. Just to be noticed. Just once. Of course you knew, Cloud, Zack, Genesis, and Angeal. But Sephiroth, he was different from the others. Stronger than the others, a lot more prideful, sometimes arrogant, and most of all he was sometimes. . . quiet. Quiet, was dangerous to you. It was like he could be thinking of a thousand different ways to annihilate you. 

"Your thinking about someone, aren't you?" You knitted your eyebrows, as it took you off guard. He grabbed you by the arm and threw you to the ground. A painful sensation went through your back, like if it was electrical sparks. A small groan escaped your lips. Weiss was nothing like you have ever faced before. It was like Weiss was as powerful as Sephiroth. It was just someone you couldn't beat, no matter how hard you tried. Countless, nights you would be training by yourself. That would involve you using almost all of your senses, besides taste. You continued to try to fight him, pushing yourself off the ground once again. Every so slowly, and wobbly, you managed to stand. 

"I'm thinking about taking you down." You gritted your teeth. A small, but amused expression was suddenly plastered on his face.

"Looks like you have more fire than I thought. . . Who taught you that fire, Sephiroth?" You suddenly froze in place when that name slipped off his tongue. With his head tilt, and his expression sly, he had you. 

"I. . ."  The words just wouldn't come out. 

"What's wrong, cat got your tongue?" A low chuckle rumbled in his throat. He ever so slowly inched closer and closer to you.

"I can see it. You desire him. You would love for him just to notice you. . ." You felt your body heat up. "Just for him to notice you. . ." You couldn't shake this feeling. "To be with him." He inched closer and closer. "To have someone that will love, and protect you." You started to feel pain in your chest. "The taste of his lips." You started to feel tense. "His hot breath close to your ear." With each time he continued, was making your knees weak. "His hands to roam your body." By the time he was in front of you, you were a complete mess. Another sly smirk tugged at the corner of his lips, as he revealed a Cheshire grin. "And most of all, for you to be with him. . ." Both of his hands slammed next to your head, as he trapped you in between a cold, metal, wall. 

"Liar!" You shouted and turned your head away from him. He suddenly clamped his hand on your jaw and turned your head to face him.

"You cannot deny your feelings for him." You absolutely had enough with Weiss tormenting your mind.  You managed to charge up a powerful kick and slammed your foot into his exposed chest. The powerful kick sent him stumbling back a bit. He looked down to his chest to see a light bruise. 

"Not bad, not bad at all. But not enough." Weiss drew both of his swords from his back and charged right at you. His attacks was nothing from this world. You already had enough problems keeping up with him. Each attack, more powerful than the last. You took the chance and knocked one of his swords out of his hands. You saw your chance. You saw your recognition when you got back to SOLDIER. You saw yourself moving up the ranks. Victory was so close in reach. . .

But so far from reality. You took the chance and swung your sword at his face. Just hoping to draw blood. A loud *Clank!* sound was heard. Both of you had stopped. He had the blade of your sword in his hand. Your mouth hung open, as he just took once glance at the sword, then back to you. He suddenly closed his hand and the sword shattered. Shards of metal fell like hail. This feeling came. It was nothing like you've ever felt. It was like someone just grabbing your insides and twisting them. This was fear. That sword you received as a present when you rose the ranks, but you never got the name of the person who sent it to you. That sword was your courage, your pride, and your determination. And all of that, was shattered away. To your surprise his hand showed no cuts. Your hands started to shake, your knees felt weak. He slowly leaned down and grabbed his own sword. Twirling both slowly in his hands. He swiftly attacked you. You didn't even have the chance to scream, or yell in pain. They were all blocked off by his attacks. You couldn't even see where he was coming at. He came at you from all sides. By the time Weiss appeared in front of you, you fell right on your face. Your body burned and stung so bad, so much blood was on you. Your clothing was almost shredded, cuts and bruised all over your body. You were done for. Weiss enjoyed the looks of you when you were in pain. It was quite delightful. 

You tried. You tried to keep on fighting. You tried to push yourself off the ground, but couldn't. A laugh escaped his throat. It got louder, and louder. He was enjoying this. 

"So this was the 2nd Class SOLDIER that my brother told me so dearly about. How powerful you were, how determined!" He mocked.

He then clamped his hand around your throat and slammed you against the wall. You hated how much taller he was than you, he seemed to be an inch taller than Sephiroth. 

Your body twitched and squirmed at your feet was just above the ground. Blood drizzled out of the side of your lip. You didn't care what he did to you at this point. He stole your pride as a SOLDIER away from you. 

"SOLDIER chose my victim wisely. . . Tell me. . ." He glanced down to a torn name tag on your shirt. Connecting the half back together. 

"(Y/N), why should I spare your life?" With slow breaths, no words came out. You felt like giving up, like there was no point in fighting him. 

Suddenly the airlock of the door, across the room opened. A black haired man suddenly appeared. 

"He's here. . ." Nero warned his brother. Weiss turned his head to Nero and smirked. Nero is a thin man with long unkempt black hair and magenta eyes with feline irises. A mechanical pair of wings spreads from his back. He has a gray suit with straitjacket arms that are at first secured, but later but broken at the elbow revealing tattoos extending to Nero's wrists, and gray, plain mid-calf boots with blue soles. Strips of metal cover Nero's face, obscuring the most of his face. It kind of broke your heart to see him like this. He must have been some kind of test experiment. You thought. Weiss then turned his attention back to you. 

"Looks like your boyfriend is here to save you~" Weiss went close up to your ear and whispered. Your heart fluttered at the thought. There was still hope that you were going to live. 

He then chucked you into the ground. It wasn't like your body was going through enough pain as it was. 

"We'll just have to go greet our guest, make her look presentable Nero!" Weiss exited the room. Nero's attention turned towards you. With slow steps, you shivered and coughed. You could see the colour of crimson droplets scatter on the floor. Nero crouched down in front of you, he reached one of his hands towards your face. You flinched back, and the tears already started to fall. He quickly re-drew his hand from you flinching. Then, he slowly inched his hand closer again and tucked a strand of (H/C) hair, behind your ear. His magenta eyes studied your features. Suddenly black and purple magic appeared in the air, he looked towards a medical, torture, chair. A leather strap was brought back. Without using his hands, the violet powers bound your hands. "I'm sorry. . ." Nero went up close to your ear and whispered. His voice was smooth, but quiet. I gave you shivers up your spine. But at the same time he pitied you. He stayed and obeyed his brother. He would never turn against his brother. But at the same time, he hated what Weiss did to you. He had no sort of power over Weiss and his actions. 

Nero had gently picked you up and threw you over his shoulder. The purple and black magic enveloped you and Nero. Both disappearing. You both suddenly appeared at the top of the building. 

Sephiroth aproatched Weiss, tall and proud the General stood. When his eyes saw you all cut up, bruised, and tossed over a shoulder of another man, made his cold expression turn darker. 

"Do you like your gift?" Weiss teased. 

"What did you do?" Sephiroth scowled. 

"Nothing of your concern. Just some fun. I can tell she is something to you. Something tells me that you desire each other. . ." A small chuckle escaped Sephiroth's throat. It completely threw Weiss off. He expected him to be angry at him. But he laughs?

"You have no idea do you? The pain and suffering you've ever felt, was fuel to my fire. You want to destroy the world as much as I do. But you will never get the chance, Weiss. Your weak." Weiss's expression scrunched up in anger. He drew both swords and charged at Sephiroth. Sephiroth swiftly blocked his attack and sent another powerful attack at Weiss. Both looked to have equal power. You couldn't even see the fight at the moment. Sadly, you really wanted to cheer him on, but you didn't have the strength to even say anything. Finally, your throat cleared. 

"Please. . . help . . . me. Just. . . let me. . . go." You said with each breath.

"I can't. Just let Weiss and Sephiroth fight it out. When there is pain, there comes suffering, when suffering comes in, there is power." You listened to his soothing words, and placed your head back down. 

"Nero is it?" You questioned, having a spark of an idea. His body tensed up.

"How. . . How do you know my name?" Nero questioned. 

"I was in your class once. You sat behind me and at the back of the class. A quiet fellow you were." He didn't say a word.

"Nero. Have you ever felt happy in your life?" You questioned. You were using the same game Weiss did to you. 

"I. . .  I don't know what that is." He said in a hush voice.

"It's a warm bubbly feeling you get. It feels nice to have." You explained.

"I never felt anything like that before. I was bullied in school. Tortured by everyone I've known besides my brother. Used as a weapon, and a lab experiment." Nero continued. Your heart hurt to hear his suffering. You didn't doubt that Weiss had the same thing going on with him. 

"Weiss! Enough!" Nero shouted, and made his decision. Weiss didn't listen, and he continued to fight Sephiroth. Sephiroth didn't have a scratch on him, meanwhile Weiss took many slices to the chest. 

"Weiss!" Nero tried again, but Weiss was too pre-occupied with fighting. 

"Tell me, Sephiroth. Do you bleed?" Weiss used the same attack as he used before on Sephiroth. Attacking him from all sides. Sephiroth didn't suffer too much damage. There was some major cuts and bruises on his chest and back. Nero shook his head and walked over to the edge of the building. He took a step onto the edge and looked at the two. You widened your eyes as you saw the long way down of the building. 

"Nero! No, please! You can't do this!" You shouted. In which that got both of the men that were fighting, attention. 

"Nero. We did not plan this." Weiss warned. Sephiroth was stunned with his words. He looked to a large pro-pain tank that was near the three. With Nero's second hand, he took out a hand gun from his waist. 

"I am tired of everyone treating me like a puppet! I've lost everything! Now it's your turn, Sephiroth!" Nero adjusted the hold on you and placed you in a head lock. He then placed the cold metal against your temple. 

Sephiroth took a devise from his pocket and threw it at the pro-pain tank. Within, less than two seconds it explodes. The hot flamed knocked back Nero and Weiss. The powerful blast suddenly knocked you out of Nero's arms and off the building. Sephiroth dashed off the building, just slightly missing the flames that licked his back. Sephiroth extended and summoned his wing. He managed to get to you in time. Taking you into his arms, and holding you close to his chest. He enveloped you in his wing. Protecting you from what was going to happen next. He was the first one to hit the ground. Dirt and dust was brought up by the impact. By the time you opened your eyes, you were lieing on his chest. His wing still wrapped tightly around you like a shield. You moved his wing off of you  to see Sephiroth. His wing slumped on the ground as you saw that Sephiroth wasn't breathing. His chest didn't rise nor fall. This would be the fall of the fallen angel.

You started to do SPR on him. You continued, and ever so often you would place your head to his heart. Nothing. You continued and continued, two breaths to his mouth. Tears were suddenly flowing like a river.

"No no no! Your not dieing!" "Your not dieing on me!" You sobbed as you continued. You kept try and trying to restart his heart. Nothing. Nothing was working. Nothing was working for you. You didn't want to lose the one you loved. 

You tried one last time and placed your mouth on his. His lips suddenly twitched and kissed back. He leaned up and a sudden spark travelled from your toes, to your stomach, to your face. The War hero, top General, a stud muffin to all of the woman out there, and an one-winged-angel, was kissing you. 

Fire continued to rise in your gut and to all over your body. By the time you both separated, your face was flushed red. 

"I thought you were dead?" You whispered.

"Nothing can kill me." He placed your forehead against his and wrapped his wing around you so you wouldn't dare to escape him. 

"As long as I'm with you, no one can touch you." He said in a soft, but hushed voice. 

"Sephiroth. . ."

"(Y/N), I don't want another man to touch or hurt you. That is why your moving into my room." Your eyes widened as another blush heated up your cheeks. Your heart started to beat faster and faster. 

"Sephiroth. . . I. . . is. . . that. . . really. . . necessary-" He placed his pointer finger on your lips and hushed you. 

"I'm your General. One rank higher than you. I can do that." A sly smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. You were breathless. He turned his head and gave you another quick kiss. You were starting to enjoy the attention he was giving you. But you didn't want to test his reaction if you were to disobey. 

"Just promise you won't leave my side." His mako coloured cat-like eyes looked into yours, as some strands of his hair tickled your face. 

"I. . . I promise Sephiroth. I will never leave you." You told him. He then placed another kiss on your forehead. 

Heyo! I hope you all enjoyed this Sephiroth x reader one-shot! I apologise that I haven't been updating this book in a while. This was requested by Jendythejester , they wanted me to do where the reader gets hurt by someone more powerful than her, she tried to run, and in the end someone saves her ;) I hope this was to your liking of a request! And I hope you all loved this as much as I enjoyed writing this! Please do tell me what you thought on this chapter down in the comment section! I am still fore filling requests so you totally can keep on requesting! Thank you for reading!

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