You were a recent addition in the SOLDIER division. A first class SOLDIER. Angeal already had Zack, Genesis wasn't interested in having a disciple. You went under Sephiroth's training. Today was a usual day—you were training in the simulation room because he was late. Which was strange cause Sephiroth was never late. The sound of the door opening caught your attention. You didn't even get to take your headset off when a gloved hand wrapped around your chin and pulled your headset off—it was Sephiroth, leaning in way too close. Eyes unnaturally wide like he couldn't believe you were really here. Madness swirling beyond those cat like pupils. "I thought you were dead. Do you know how long it took me to find you?" Whispered against your ear in an almost desperate plea. What was he talking about? You were very much alive. Sephiroth's hand closed around your wrist as he yanked you forward like you were his prisoner. "Enough talk. You're coming with me." Sephiroth didn't wait a response, only dragged you forward out of the simulation room and down the hall—stopping just outside the labs, another hand caught your wrist and wrenched you free from his grasp. Another Sephiroth, your Sephiroth from the present time. CC Sephiroth's hand rested on the side of your head, the other around your waist. Yes I am using the game titles to represent who is who. "You won't be going anywhere with...this imposter." CC Sephiroth spoke, one hand moved down to your hip, the other one your arm. This one was calm, rational. Meanwhile the other's mind was filled with madness and the delusion of godhood. The Sephiroth from the other timeline (FF7 timeline) paused eyes hardening as they locked onto his past self—masamune half drawn like he didn't care if he had to fight another version of himself just to take you with him forever. Because in his timeline. You were dead. God it was like being caught between two storms who didn't know how to back down or take no for an answer.