Sora's Darkness

Why are you on invisible mode?

"Mother has no interest in helping you."

 

"Then why does she wants to help my weaker half?" He scoffs. "That doesn't make any sense since I am a part of him."
Bored.

 

"Don't you see? She isn't going to help either of you."

 

"What? Then why did she free me?" "As you can tell, he's upset. There's no point for him to stay."

 

"She wants to use you, just as she is using me."

I am writing the whole story of the original FFVII. This is going to take a lot of paper, I've already written one and a half pages and they're just now entering the reactor. As you can probably guess, I am incredibly bored.

 

I would like to read that sometime. Did you read my latest chapter? Did you get the game yet?
"Neither one of us cares about being used. For him, there's nothing else left to live upon."

 

These darn stores still don't have any copies in yet.

"But, once you outlive your usefulness... well, you should know what will happen."

 

"Hardly. I live to kill mortals." "Are you done yet Jenova?"

 

"Why can't your weaker side understand that planning takes time?"

 

"He wants to be the victor against his former friend." The stronger side mentally knocks the weaker one unconscious. He grabs a bloodfruit then takes a bite out of it. "Just curious, does this planning take months?"

 

He shrugs. "She forgot all of the plans that she had for her universal domination when she was defeated and sealed by the Weapons."

 

"You know that if I cut loose, it'll be harder to put the muzzle and leash back on right?" He continues to munch on the fruit. "Since I have no orders, might as well."

 

"Go ahead. I'm the only one who is essential to Mother's plans."

 

"Right, and my weaker half's position is subordinate of yours." He teleports to the ballroom but he limited this time ten for each kind.

 

He curled up on the floor as he let his mind wander.

 

He fluidly dodges these pathetic forms of darkness, not leaving a scratch on him. Out of nowhere, a punch landed on his face and the obstacles that he was supposed to fight, vanish. "We have a trespasser." He chuckles to himself.

 

"Who is it now?"

 

"The punk, except he changed alot. Almost like you."
He swipes across his chest but he missed. His enemy has kept a distance from the front and really close to him from the rear enough to whisper tauntingly.

 

"Then why not pit vampire vs. vampire? I'm on my way." He teleported to the ballroom.

 

He blocks the path with his wing. "He's too inexperienced for you. Besides, I'm here to cut loose."