was the one-winged angel watching her? it was a common thought. while she had her suspicions, over time, the answer became more and more evident.

she’d often find black feathers practically everywhere she went, seemingly placed in a meticulous manner. almost as if sephiroth had intentionally left them there for the woman to find. she’d come home on some days, to find some belongings in her home missing or misplaced; varying from books on a shelf to the clothes in her drawer.

though the thing she’d noticed the most, was the awful headaches she would get. they were common, and could go from a light pounding sensation, to feeling like her head was being crushed. courtesy of sephiroth, of course.

this day, was no different. only this time, rather than leaving a few black feathers, sephiroth was there, in her home. just waiting to make himself known. why had the woman caught his attention?