Prologue

Moving out of the way just in time, Sora pants as his face almost came in contact with Sephiroth’s long sword.

-Give it up boy. You cannot even hope to win.

Growling, Sora spotted a spell casted heartless. What were they called again? Anyways, a large grin played on the young boy’s mouth.

It looked so odd on that cute little face. It gave even Sephy the creeps.

-Don’t look now Sephiroth.

-Hrm?

Looking behind him, the one winged angel was smacked right in the face with a greenish smoke-ish spell. Inhaling it deeply on reflex, the angel’s eyes rolled to the back of his head, and he fell to the ground with a loud thump.

-Umm are you dead?

The now innocent brunet asked with mild concern. He squeaked like a school girl as the unconscious sliver haired man began to shirk.

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SORRY FOR THE SHORTNESS :T BUT IT IS A PROLOGE THINGY. I PROMISE TO MAKE THE NEXT CHAPTER LONG <3