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Prophecy's Refrain	By : butabara Category: Final Fantasy VII > General Views: 1023 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 2
“So you just…woke up here?” Harmony asked.
“Yes.” Rufus said after he had explained that he and the others had awoken on the beach below, with no recollection of how they got there, and explained where they had come from.
“Oh hell.” She said, obviously annoyed.
“Do you know why?” Cloud asked.
“Yes, but I don’t know how to fix it.”
“Explain.” Vincent said, startling the young woman with his rough voice.
“Ugh! Okay! You…have…” she paused, searching for the right words. “You have angered the cosmos. The ultimate power gives each dominant species its own world, suited for their specific needs, and in that world, many different dimensions. When one dimension is disrupted, those most responsible, both antagonists and protagonists, are banished.”
“…‘Banished‘?” Cid said. “Whatta ya mean by ‘banished’?”
“Just that, banished. To return only when a lesson has been learned. Maybe you should tell me who you guys are, and what you’ve done.”

By the time Rufus had finished his second explanation, Harmony was shaking with rage.
“How could you let it get so bad?” She asked in a quivering whisper.
“Oh Gaia, you’re a tree-hugging planet-lover just like that little Ancient girl!” Kadaj whined.
“I AM an ancient, you little murderer!” She screeched at the smallest clone, lunging at him and shoving as hard as she could.
He didn’t budge physically but he did have the decency to looked appropriately shocked.
“Who are you?” Tseng asked, stepping in front of Rufus.
“Probably the only person that can help you get home. Come on, we’d better get you out of sight before the wrong person finds out about you.”
“Where are you taking us?” Cloud asked conversationally.
“My apartment, god save me.”
They walked in a tight group, the only sound being Harmony and her obvious attempt to explain the way the men looked.
“Costume party!” or “Martial Arts Faire!” or “Carnival in town! This weekend only!”
Some of the excuses made some of the men chuckle, glad for a small piece of amusement.
When they reached her apartment Harmony sat down in front of her fireplace and bid the others to get comfortable.
“Alright,” She said after everyone was seated. “Now that its safe, you can go ahead and ask questions now.”
Cloud was the first to speak up. “So there are Ancients in this world too?”
“We’re not called Ancients, and we are not accepted in this world as they were in yours. We’re the people of the earth.”
“Why are you not accepted?” Rude asked.
“There have been many, many religions developed in the some three thousand years of documented history. Ours is considered evil.”
“So…what’s so special about you then?” Reno asked.
Harmony flicked her wrist at him and he was instantly engulfed in flames. Another flick and he was drenched in water that seemed to come from nowhere. He was covered in scars and blistered, melted skin. Another flick and he was back to normal.
“Holy shit!” He exclaimed, leaning away from her as far as he could.
“So…it’s a religion, meaning anyone can do it?” Vincent asked.
“No. The practices and ceremonies can be learned, but the talent is something you are born with. There are even those of us that are born into this and practice different religions. Some people call them warriors for God. They worship them, and condemn us. We still have to learn to use it. Even if its in your blood, you have to find someone willing to take on an apprentice. We‘re witches, my strange friends. Witches. We use glamours, mostly. You,” She pointed at Reno, “You were not really on fire, but you thought you were, and your mind created the pain.”
“Then why did you pretend to be all…helpless… when I grabbed you?” Kadaj asked.
“My kind are persecuted and hated. You would have had to have done something punishable by death, such as rape, before I’d have exposed my powers. I’d have had to kill you.”
A sudden flash of light outside interrupted their conversation. Harmony ran to the window and gazed at the huge ball of flesh now suspended in the sky, burning as brightly as the sun as it descended toward the earth.
“Jenova!” The name was whispered as one would whisper a grave sin.
“Jenova?! THE Jenova?! How the hell? Dammit! You’ve ruined your world and now you have to ruin mine too?!” Harmony growled.
“Where’s Kadaj? Loz? Yazoo?” Tseng asked, looking around and noticing the open door.
“There.” Vincent said, pointing to the three clones as they raced through the streets to what looked to be Jenova’s landing site.
“Oh no you don’t!” Harmony promised. She threw her hands out above her head.
“Spirits! Goddess! Guardians of the Four Watchtowers, hear my words!” She cried, causing the men to turn and stare at her as wind began to swirl around her body and a blue light surrounded her.
“Let she who invades this peaceful world be banished ever more! Frozen in time without a soul for survival until the coven’s strength restore!”
The blue light swirled and shot in a tornado from her chest, racing toward Jenova and creating a barrier around the calamity, preventing her from moving any further forward. When the current subsided, Harmony collapsed to the floor, the last thing she saw being Cloud’s worried face as he rushed to catch her.

Harmony awoke in her bed. She heard the television in the front room and groaned, realizing that she had not been dreaming.
She crept from her room to stand behind the couch, glancing at the newscast that her ‘guests’ were fascinated with.
“Our sources say that there were three men captured at the beach, raving mad and screaming about world annihilation. They are currently being held by the government until a connection can be established between these three strangers and the giant extra-terrestrial form hovering just outside of our atmosphere.”
“Shit!” Harmony said.
“Oh, you’re up!” Rufus said. “As I’m sure you saw, Kadaj and his boys were captured.”
“We have to get them out-” she stopped short at seeing five new faces in her living room. “Who are you?” she said, looking at a tall man with long silver hair.
“Harmony, this is Sephiroth…but there’s something strange here-” Tseng started.
“Oh my, strange happenings? No way!” Harmony rolled her eyes.
“He doesn’t remember anything. The last thing he remembers is going to Wutai - that’s a place in our world - to help ShinRa end the war. That was years ago. He doesn’t know anything about Jenova, or anything that happened at Nibelheim.” Cloud said. “He doesn’t even remember me.”
“Okay…and the others?”
The youngest-looking of the other four stepped forward. “My name is Zackary Fair, and Cloud and the others tell me that I died just after Cloud and I escaped from Hojo’s grasp. The last thing I remember is leaving Gen over there next to a chair before heading to Midgar.”
“Okay…and…?” she turned toward an older man with greasy black hair and ugly glasses.
“Hojo. They say I’ve been dead for three years.” He said no more, but Harmony already knew everything she needed about him. Unlike Sephiroth, unfortunate circumstances had not caused Hojo to do evil things, he just did them.
Just as Harmony was turning to the next man - a handsome dark-haired military man, it looked like - he spoke.
“Angeal Hewley. They say that I was killed four years before Zack, by Zack. The last thing I remember is …” He looked down, looking almost ashamed, “Knocking Zack off the plate.”
Harmony nodded and turned to the auburn haired man that Zack had called ‘Gen’.
“Genesis Rhapsodos. Dead for four years. The last thing I remember is him leaving me in Banora with a dumbapple in my hand.” he gestured to Zack.
“Okay.” Harmony said. She mouthed the word ‘dumbapple’ questioningly and covered her eyes with her palms. “How did you get in my apartment?”
“I saw Sephiroth on a rooftop looking at Jenova and went after him.” Cloud said.
“Okay, okay. Fine, more weirdos. Back to the most important issue. We have to get those crazies away from the military. If they find out about this they will abuse it. If they find out about me…well lets just not let that happen, ‘kay?”
The others nodded to let her know that they were thinking the same thing.
“Well,” she said, looking her guests up and down, “Who’s up for bustin’ bad guys out of jail? Or should the question be ‘Who’s the best at it’?”
“I’ll help!” Zack said, stepping forward and raising his hand. Angeal stepped up behind him and rolled his eyes.
“Count me in as well.”
“I’ll go. It’ll give me something to do.” Genesis said, standing up from the wall he’d been leaning against.
“Alright, let me change and then we’ll go.” Harmony disappeared into her room and came back out wearing tight black jazz pants and a black three-quarter sleeved belly-shirt. The look was completed with black combat boots and a long double-bladed sword. Her hair was in a high ponytail and her hands were covered with half-gloves.
“Lets go, I’ll explain the plan on the way.”
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