Revenge...Maybe[Sephiroth]

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Michael was driving his way down into midgard. things had been very strange sence he had quit soilder but none the less he was traveling down to midgar when he saw someone on the outside of it as he slammed down on the break. Michael opened the car door as he exited the car and had his sword on his side as he blinked as the hair for the man looked very familiar. Michael wondered who it was it walked forward when he noticed the long sword by him. it was him there was no dobut about it Michael drew his sword before speaking.

"Sephiroth!" Michael yelled getting in fighting position with the sword. it was time Sephiroth had killed his family it was time for revenge. he would take Sephiroth down no matter what it took he was not going to let this mad man walk the earth while his parents where dead. Killed by this mans own two hands and from what he remembered Sephiroth had no remorse no emotion what so ever. Michael glared at the mad man as he waited for his reaction he was not leting him get away not this time anyways things would sure get ugly if this turned into a fight.

[Sephiroth]

~Evil Angel~

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I was chosen to rule this planet.

Sephiroth was standing at the edge of Midgar, thinking of the thing he had learned from his last fight with his largest enemy. Cloud Strife was now a l’cie. He had withdrew then, knowing he could use that information in the future. Even now he was waiting for his remnant Yazoo to come and together they would take him down, only after he revealed his plan. He knew Cloud’s focus was to destroy Gaia, so all he had to do was wait and then he would strike.

Suddenly he heard a voice. Turning he showed no emotion as he caught site of the man before him. Lithe and powerful, Sephiroth stood holding his 8 foot long sword as it reflected off the sunshine. Silver hair reflected the sun as well, long and flowing, it rustled in the slight breeze.

He did not know this man, but something told him that this man knew him. It wasn’t hard to believe, most knew and feared him. He simply sheathed his own weapon and crosses his arms. He wasn’t scared in the least at the man that stood before him, in fact he was quite unimpressed. “Careful of your feelings pitiful human…they shall get you killed.” With that he turned and took step away from him. He could feel the hate bubbling from the man.

He noticed the fighting position the man was in. He raised a brow before turning and chuckling almost sadistically. This man really thought he could match him in strength?! He had only contempt for him and all his kind. Humans could rot…he would see to that personally.

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Michael growled as he caught him pitiful. Pitful yeah right the only pitiful one was him killing inocant pepole like his family. His rage built up in him as he glared at the man Michael couldn't believe of the emotion he lacked. but the fact his family was dead cuse of this man was more than enough reason for him to hate him. Michael got his foot ready as he charged in full speed as he began to speak.

"For my Mother and father and everyone of Neblihim that you Killed just to find your mother PREPARE TO DIE!" Michael yelled charged in as what seemed to be light surrounded him. It seems thats how people figured who was light and who was dark. they seemed to always imitate an aura of their nature for Michael he fought for his parents and the good of the planet so he obviously got a light aura that suournded him. Anyways this was it what he had waited and looked forever to find this man and now it was time. "Mom dad i promise you....REVENGE!"

OOC:enter epic Sephiroth theme here lol

[Sephiroth]

~Evil Angel~

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I was chosen to rule this planet.

Sephiroth actually smiled when the man actually growled at him in anger. There was nothing happy in the smile, it was evil, showing that he didn’t care about anyone or anything besides Jenova. He felt the anger and had contempt. Why was it so impossible for any of the pathetic species not control themselves. Like now, he was practically foaming at the mouth in anger toward him, for what reason? He did not know and did not care, but obviously the man hated him for some reason. Really he could care less. He had better things to do then deal with this child of a human.

Face remained void of emotion as he watched the human the way a cat watches a mouse. With contempt, with readiness, but altogether almost joyful at the thought of torturing the mouse that was so decidedly beneath them. That was the way Sephiroth’s intense green eyes looked at the man. He did not make any movements, no emotions showed on his face. Really he could care less about why this young fool wished to pick a fight with him. He should just cut him down and get it over with.

He actually laughed then when he told him to prepare to die. Turning he stalked a few steps toward him, eyes full of destruction and anger. “You would tell me to prepare to die? I would be more afraid for myself being you.” With that he stood waiting, poised and ready but completely relaxed. He looked almost bored as his green eyes watched the man charge him.

He had mentioned a mother and father…but Sephiroth couldn’t care less. His mouth turned up into a smirk as he just stood waiting for the attack. At the last possible second 8 feet of shining metal was brought out, materializing in his hand. Almost without movement his hand was up, sword ready for whatever attack this man thought would actually touch him. Completely confident, Sephiroth had the right to be…he was the strongest being alive.

On his right hand he summoned a dark magic that surrounded his hand and sparkled and got increasingly larger and larger. “Come and Try.” He said without emotion, but there was a deadly quality in his voice. This man would not live, Sephiroth would not allow that. With that he stepped back onto his heels and having the man be only a few feet from him released the dark orb of energy right at into his path. At the same moment he Pushed off into the air, twirled in midair and drove down with a physical attack, sword coming down on the man. He came through the darkness that had surrounded the aura of light. Green eyes taunted him, as well as the sinister smile on his face.

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"UGH!" Michael called as he was sent flying from Sephiroth's attack as he landed on the group with his sword in the ground as he used in to regain his balance as he smirked. oh crap a smirk ment he was enjoying the fight even that was scary for anyone. "Heh so the great Sephiroth still has his stuff eh?" Michael said before he pulled out his sword chargeing in.

"but that wont stop me" Michael said yelling as he lifted his sword up before lanching up into the air and dived down with his sword in hand. "Sephiroth!" Michael yelled aiming to slam his sword though Sephiroth things where geting intense that was one way of puting it anyways.

Michael hate Sephiroth more than pepole relised. He would not rest until the man paied for his crymes. Yet Michael's raged caused his eyes to glow a green mako color that michael hadnt relised.

OOC:If i remember that happened to alot of soilders o.o

[Sephiroth]

~Evil Angel~

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I was chosen to rule this planet.

Sephiroth did not say anything as the man was sent flying by his attack. He landed gently on his feet, poised as a cat, waiting for an attack from the man. He watched him with eyes that were steady, unblinking. Masamune was held in his left hand, he was completely ready for an attack of any kind, but none came. He stood ready, standing on the balls of his feet, just…watching. He would start to stop fooling around in a bit. He was merely toying with him right now, taunting him, playing with him.

He would stop playing momentarily. He wondered who he was, but did not care enough to find out the answer. “I have never lost my power, only gained more. Not that a pitiful human would ever understand.” He said in contempt. He saw him pull out his sword and smirked. So he thought he was going to seriously fight him? He had been toying with him, showing him the power he held, but now he was going to stop playing games. He was sick of this welps talking, his acting as he held the power to fight him!

He let his sword be rested down, just watching him attack. He did not lift his sword until the last possible moment, but then 8 feet of shining metal came up In a split second, coming up coming between the huge sword the man held and being run through. He showed no signs of fatigue, no worry, simply cold, collected ruthlessness. “And now…now you will die.” He said without emotions, his green eyes boring into the mans.

With that he once again summoned magic using just his will alone. He was holding the man at bay, their swords clashing, neither giving an inch, but Sephiroth was still not trying. Sparks flashed from their clashing swords, illuminated by the sun. His teeth showed as his smile widened, “You will fail.” He said simply, before releasing the magic and giving a mighty push of his sword.

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"Not happening Sephiroth!!" Michael yelled chargeing in towards the evil man. things where geting intense but if Michael was not careful he would leave with an even bigger scar than he had during his and Sephiroth's last in their last encounter. But Michael didnt seem to care all that matter was making him pay.

"NOW DIE!" Michael yelled going into to stab seperioth streight though the gut but...things where not gonna go as planed for him as he closed his eyes and spoke. "Mother Father...everyone THIS IS FOR YOU!" Michael yelled going full speed now.

OOC:Evil muse..anyways go ahead and end it by leaveing him with a nasty wound =3

[Sephiroth]

~Evil Angel~

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I was chosen to rule this planet.

He was sick of wasting time on this man. He was through with messing around, this man had better stop trying his patience and get away before he decided that he was sick of blocking his pitiful attacks against him. Turning his body quickly to the side he dropped the tip of his sword and readied himself for the man’s attack. He was growing in his contempt for the man. He held his parents in too high of regard, attacked without thinking and could not hide any of his emotions.

He stood silently, his hatred for the human race shown in his eyes. He snarled softly as he yelled that he was going to die. He simply rose his eyebrow when he stabbed toward him and closed his eyes at the same time…he fought without thinking, something Sephiroth didn’t understand. Why fight on your emotions alone?

As he stood still he raised the blade and parried the attack before following that with an upward slash of his sword. With that he set his foot into the ground and opened his fist to summon an orb of magic there. Bringing his hand up he leaned forward and sent the magic directly at the man’s chest while slicing his sword upwards toward the man. He calculated and thrust his sword into the man’s chest, high up on his left side. His attack drove him back and Sephiroth stood there, looking down at him past the silver of his own sword.

Holding his sword steady for a moment he felt a smile go across his lips and he met his eyes. “You have failed them, whoever they are.” And then he drew his sword out with an elegant flip of his wrist, cutting the flesh above it for a few inches as blood began to pour out of the wound he just dissolved his sword and turned around, and yet his head was turned to the side, looking back at the man. “Don’t start something you can’t finish.”

Occ: I hope this is alright…I didn’t know what kind of a wound you wanted so…