(Open) Lost & Found...

[saerin]

(OOC- This is open to all of course. Just a run of the mill RP to try and get me back into the swing of things after being out nearly a year ago. Pleasure RPing with whoever joins. ;D)


And so here he was...

A blanket of fluorescent white lay before his gaze, beckoning the vistor to venture within their depths with spectral hands. Leaping from tree to tree, the glimmering neon played tag with whatever shadows were present on the ground around them, lightly tapping the darkness and watching as it shriveled away into the nearest crevice. Breaking his eyes from the forest, Tachi raised his head slightly to see the spires of buildings long since forgotten within the minds of many. But, as a saying goes from his homeland: "Although I may depart from this world, my soul shall live within the hearts of many. Thus proving nothing can actually be forgotten."
A deep sigh emitted from his pale lips. Eyes closed and his head fell to his chest as if his neck lacked the strength to pick it up again. Draining as it t'was to remember, he could not help but look back. Home.
He threw a curse into the wind, letting the spirits take his pain away as a right hand came up to his face, slowly removing his glasses as the left rubbed his eyes before laying to rest on his forehead.

"Why..."

It was the only thing he has asked himself ever since awakening on that beach. The single word that stands as both a slice of hope, and yet a large stone wall to which he can never see the other side. No matter how hard he tried to end the seemingly infinite circle of questions, he had always ended up back where he began this journey. Dreams, memories, feelings, no matter what he had managed to gain back; if it was everything or not. It still does not answer the question: "Will he ever get home?" Afterall, he may gain his memory back, yet still be stuck in this realm, incapable of actually living the life he once had.
All the frustration. Everything to lose, yet nothing to gain no matter how hard he tried, though why he never stopped trying was one of those never answered questions added to the list...
Pushing away the thoughts for now, Tachi opened his eyes anew, putting back on his glasses before looking once more towards the oddly lit forest. It was told that a mysterious magic lies here, a magic the people in this realm call Materia. Unlike his world, magic here is power taken from these stones supposidly blessed by ancient powers. Though he still had his own power to wield, for some odd reason, he could not seem to harness the power of the stones in effort to use them himself. Despite the fact, the thought occured to him that this Materia might indeed be a key needed to get him home...

A new sense of determination burning within his chest, the youth dropped his right hand to his side, palm opened in a flicking motion. A flash of bright light shone out into the air around his wrist. Tendrils of the said light began to weave into a blade like weapon, each passing second adding on more strings as they began to weave about in a dancing fashion. It took a moment, though once all was said and done, the light faded into the weapon he called: "The Sword of Waters." A faint grin creeped across his chin as he clasped his fingers around the cool hilt once more, the refreshing smell of sea mist present in the air as the blade gleamed in the light available to it. It was time...

Weapon in hand, Tachi straightened his stance, pausing for the slightest of seconds as if to re-evaluate the situation...then took the first of many steps into the strange forest outside the Capital.

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The Capital City of the ancient civilization that was long extinct. It was peaceful, tranquilizing, but lonely. The houses and buildings were empty, but the furnaces were still there. This place gave Loz a sense of nostalgia. The last time he came to visit this place was a long time ago. That was when he and his two other brothers fought Cloud and was interrupted by a man in a red cape (Vincent). This place truly was magical. Loz felt constrained from doing anything violent. For some reason when he was here he felt as though he was closer to mother. He suddenly woke up. Leaning his torso forward he brought his right palm over his mouth as he released a yawn. Loz came to take a nap in one of the buildings when he first entered the city. He swung his feet over the side of the bed and shifted his weight forward, pushing himself up. He then walked up to one of the oval-shaped windows and leaned his torso over the ledge, while using his forearms to support him. The sight of the city from above was truly beautiful.

Loz inhaled with his chest tightening, holding it for a couple of seconds he then exhaled. Suddenly he was bursting out in laughter. His voice was echoing throughout the vast city. After some time he decided to check the place out more. But first he had to go to the washroom. Once he was done he jumped onto his motorcycle and started the engines. The beauty of the Capital City never ceased to amaze him. He suddenly brought his motorcycle to a halt. His attention was caught by the shining lake on his left. After turning off the engines he leaped out of his seat and slowly approached the lake. Dropping onto his bottom his eyes stared into the lake as if he was going into a trance. Images started to flash through his mind – pictures of Sephiroth, a woman and Cloud. Lo’zs eyes widened. ‘Did I doze off for a second?’ he thought. He massaged his eyes as he stood up. He pushed himself onto his feet and washed his face and slicked his hair back.

After he was done he turned around and slowly left the Lake while massaging the back of his head. “What the hell was that,” he mumbled. He turned his motorcycle on and drove away. Those images continued to bother him. Was he dreaming or were they real. Either way he couldn’t take it out of his mind. After he came back to reality he suddenly found himself driving into a tree. Slowly lifting his right arm he smashed the tree under half. He saw no need to use his left arm. Using his weight he flipped his motorcycle onto the bark and used the nitro to drive him higher into the air.

“Eh?” he simply said as his eyes focused on a stranger that was beneath him. It appeared he was producing a mist. As soon as he passed the stranger he turned his motorcycle around and landed a few meters behind him, the mist having engulfed him as well. The scent of the fresh sea seemed to make his sinuses more clearer. His eyes were directed at the sword he was holding. They were then fixed onto the stranger.

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The Forgotten Capital. Once the capital city of the long-forgotten Cetra, also known as Ancients. Those who managed to defeat and contain mother in the Northern-Crater. Yazoo knew this place well. The last time he was here was when fighting Cloud, alongside his brothers. He didn't know what was it exactly, but something dear to Cloud was present in this place. After the search for his brothers was over, Yazoo kept on looking for Cloud, in order to defeat him. Knowing that doing this alone wasn't going to help, Yazoo thought of a plan. Instead of taking on Cloud's body, he will defeat his mind. In this battle, Yazoo is sure to be victorious. Then, when the time comes, Yazoo and his brothers will fight and destroy the mind-weakened Cloud, once and for all. And afterwards, no one will be able to stop them.

Yazoo was roaming the forest looking for the thing which will help him destroy Cloud. Even though he didn't know what he was looking for, or where exactly to find it, Yazoo wasn't going to give up. Entering the capital itself, where all the vacant buildings stood, he stopped his motorcycle and got off of it, in order to search more carefully. Wandering between the weird shaped buildings Yazoo tried to look for anything which seemed significant, or irregular to him. After a few moments, he stopped and backed up against a small wall which was in the place. As he let out a sigh, his mind started to get to him. The thing seemed more and harder to find for him, until it seemed absolutely impossible. He closed his eyes in order to ease his sudden headache. Something within him told him that this place was trying hard to make him fail in his search mission. Suddenly, he heard a sound of laughter. Even though it source wasn't close to him, the echo was unbelievably strong. The voice was familiar to him, but he couldn't tell who it was exactly, since he only heard the echo. He wasn't alone, and whoever was out there with him, Yazoo was going to find him.

He started walking in the direction he thought he heard the voice from, trying hard to absorb any sound, which wasn't present at the time. Yazoo wondered who was there with him, and what his actions in the place were. Further more, laughing in this place seemed really odd. As he kept walking, it seemed as if he was going in circles, all the building looked to same in his eyes. Then, he found himself standing near the exit to the forest, the place where he left his motorcycle. He cursed within himself, starting to hate this place more and more as the time kept going. Suddenly, without any other notice, he heard the sound of an engine passing near the place he was, then going into the forest. He may not recognize the laughter, but he knew this sound of engine, almost better than anything else. Calculating in his head, he understood that it was probably Loz, a thing which made the laughter seem reasonable. His brother's reaction was always weird to him and unpredictable. Getting on his own motorcycle, he headed fast towards the forest, trying to follow his brother by the engine's sound. He stopped in his place after a few moments, when he wasn't able to hear it anymore. He cursed his brother, hoping that he's not getting into trouble, even though it was the thing he did best.

Yazoo kept driving in a general direction, and then he heard the sound of the engine again, followed by a noise which heard like a crash, which proved to him that he was driving in the right direction. Loz's probably done it again he thought to himself, shaking his head slightly.

Then, Yazoo finally got to the place. He saw his brother on his motorcycle, his look locked on another person who stood there as well, not noticing Yazoo. Seeing that the stranger was holding a sword, Yazoo thought of the worst. He stopped his motorcycle, held his weapon, and then called out for his brother- "Loz! What are you doing?"

[saerin]

"As if the crashing of metal against earth wasn't enough..."

The thought made him grin lightly for a moment, his facial expression hidden within the light mist present around his body, a bi-product of the sword he carried in his hands. Though not much in the way of defense, it offered him a means from which he could draw magic should he have dire need of it's assistance. Minor magic, sure, but anything helped in a battle...even if it was only to distract.
The grin wiped away in a flurry of blue as he turned sharply; robed billowing about his body as the slight breeze his momentum created ruffled their edges. The brilliant ocean colored blade was brought up to face the man who had appeared behind him, keen eyes looked down the enchanted metal and towards the figure who was neither a friend, nor foe...yet.

"Can you possibly be any louder?"

The sarcastic comment flew on cold words, a soft yet slick voice slipped from his lips and out into the mists around them. His brow drew together in concentration as another being was felt within the mists as well...it seems there are two of them. The pupil-less eyes shifted towards one target, then to the next. Did he want a fight? Course not. Yet in this unfamilier world, anything was possible, and it was best to keep a steady guard up shall force be needed. If these guys had any sort of intellegence, they would see that.
Still, he waited. His body light and relaxed, ready for any movement from the two sources around him. If all else fails, he could dissapate within a matter of seconds within the mists...problem was the range in this condition. The mist would fade no more then a few miles from here. If he could only-
That was it. Sniffing the air lightly, a rather pleasing scent lifted into his nose. It couldn't be that far away, good.
Again, a sly grin came to his face. Slithering up the side of his cheek as the youth awaited any sort of action...

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Loz tilted his head as his calm eyes continued to stare at the figure. The piece of wood he launched himself upon using his nitro thruster flew overhead. Although he was engulfed by the light mist, he was still able to tell that the stranger was tall and lean. For some reason the stranger reminded him of Cloud. Suddenly the pictures he experienced back then came back. Loz slowly straightened his torso. He was terribly irritated by the images. Why couldn’t he take these out of his mind, why did have to experience this anyways. He closed his eyes and clinched his teeth in anger. His expression revealed grievance. As if his rough facial expression wasn’t enough. His palms curled into fists and his veins began to pulse faster. He wanted to release this anger on someone and relieve himself of this grudge. But then somebody else besides Cloud wouldn’t do. If he fought a thousand men it still wouldn’t be enough.

When a familiar voice reached Loz’s ears it was like a wake up call. He came out of thought and quickly directed his eyes towards the newcomer. Through the light mist he saw a man with silver strands of hair and black leather. He sat in the same Motorcycle as Loz and he was carrying a gun in the shape of his velvet nightmare. When Loz analyzed the figure, at that instant he quickly recognized the newcomer as his brother Yazoo. The length of his hair, the mature voice, the gun and the way he held it gave everything away. After all, Loz knew his brothers better than anyone else. Slowly he uncurled his fists, forming a calm smirk. “Don’t cry Yazoo,” he said happily in a calm tone.

Loz then brought his attention towards the stranger wielding the weird sword. “Hey, do you know Cloud?” He questioned with no violent intent in his voice. Although he was overjoyed in reuniting with his brother, he couldn’t take the stranger out of his attention. This man was soon to enter the Capital City, but for what purpose. To Loz, the Capital City felt like home. It was the only place where he felt as though he was closer to Mother. If someone was to cause harm to the city then he would slaughter them without hesitation.

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Yazoo looked at the stranger for a few moments. He could see his figure even though he was surrounded by an unknown mist. He wondered whether he was an enemy or not, but couldn't decide by his stance and acting. He looked as if he was prepared for an attack, though his face, as much as Yazoo could see of it, showed that he knows that he won't be attacked. Whoever this man was, Yazoo sure didn't like him.

Turning his head to look at his brother, Loz, Yazoo shook his head at his comment and replied, "Don't worry, Loz, I'm not going to replace you, you do it so much better". Although his brother seemed tough on the outside, he was rather sensitive, and seeing him sobs wasn't a rare sight.

His look then returned to the stranger, as Loz spoke to him, surprisingly, he showed no intention of attacking the stranger. Is Loz really growing up? Yazoo sarcastically thought to himself, even though he knew that it wasn't possible. Yazoo's eyes narrowed as the name of Cloud came up; he was the reason for him being in this place after all. Apparently this turned out for the best, as Loz can't be left without constant watching, especially when he meets someone new, due to his violent and unstable nature.

As for now, Loz seemed to managing himself quite well, neither his voice nor his body language showed no intention of violence. Yazoo thought that it would be better to stay were he was and try to let Loz handle this thing. Maybe he could get some information about the whereabouts of Cloud. Now that he was with his brother, beating Cloud wasn't impossible. In the worst case, he would have to fight this stranger, but that wasn't so bad as well. It was a while since Yazoo fought someone, and when he does alongside Loz, there is no danger.

Still holding his gun in his hand, Yazoo got off the motorcycle, and leaned against it, his eyes were fixed at the mist-surrounded stranger, waiting for anything that may happen.

[saerin]

Of course he didn't know this 'Cloud', though they did not need to know that. If he began to release such information, it would only result in him being questioned for his true reason for being here. An explaination that he did not even know the full details of yet, and as far as he was concerned; if he did't know...no one else deserved to know either. His body grew slightly tense, there was something wrong with these two men...something yet unexplainable.

"Hmph..."

In effort to throw off the men before him, Tachi spun the sword within his palm; arcing the blue blade through the air behind his body, it dissapeared in mid-circle with a brilliant flash of light no more then a moment later. Just as the flash dissapeared, the left arm swung forward as his left foot took a step towards them, fingers curled as if he was holding something within his grasp. Paying heed to its master's wishes, the mist suddenly thickened as it all collected in the form of a giant wall. The visibility dropped until he completely lost sight of the men, dropping the smirk that was on his face, Tachi pressed his palm forth with a exhaled breath. The whole of the mist suddenly surged forward towards them like a gale force wind. Granted, it was harmless droplets of water...but it could buy some time till he could get to his real power source...
Turning sharply on his heel as the mist was thrown, the robed magician began to sprint towards the forest depths. Dodging in and out of the bright white trees as his feet drove him to follow his senses. It wasn't that far from his position...he only needed a few minutes.

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Loz simply replied to Yazoo’s statement with a “Heh.” Yazoo was the same as always. Loz never had a good comeback when it came to Yazoo teasing him. Well Loz would get away with the last word sometimes, but it was usually “shut up” or “I’m not crying.” Yazoo teased him mostly because of his emotional outbursts. It always irritated Loz. But he really did miss that. He wanted to tell Yazoo about the new things he had learned during his long absence, especially to Kadaj. That reminded him, “Oh yeah, where is brother?” he asked Yazoo, with his eyes still fixed on the stranger.

Suddenly the mist thickened. Loz gave out a loud chuckle in response to the unusual magic taking place. “Look brother, he’s doing a magic trick!” Loz tilted his head as the mist accumulated and formed into a giant wall. It then hurled forward towards the two brothers. Loz straightened his head. His facial expression formed a devilish grin, revealing fangs as though he was ready to rip his target into shreds. “A game!” He stated as he started the engine of his motorcycle and drove it high into the sky using a tree beside his brother, while avoiding the hurling mist. “Don’t fall behind Yazoo.”

He began to observe any movement in the forest. Suddenly he saw a shadow move in and out of the trees. His grin widened with enjoyment. He then shifted his motorcycle towards the moving shadow by leaning his torso forward. Loz was impressed by his speed, and so he had no choice but to use his nitro thruster in order to catch up. It wasn't very affective during midair, but again he had no choice. By using his nitro thruster he hurled towards the shadow. He then released the nitro and rotated his motorcycle diagonally, landing the base of his motorcycle onto the tree in front of the shadow. Due to the natural increase in speed the impact smashed the tree that the stranger was going for next.

Loz appeared standing in a crouching position on his seat with his arms spread out during the event. He slowly lifted his head as his excited eyes connected with the figure of the shadow. Jumping out of his motorcycle with his left arm cocked behind his head, he rotated his body in a 360 degree turn like a rag doll. "Answer me!" He exclaimed as he smashed the ground with his Dual Hound with a loud roar. The result of the thunderous impact caused the ground to fluctuate in front of the stranger.

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Yazoo heard Loz's words, though his look was locked onto the stranger. He shrugged as the name of Kadaj came up, "I don't know, probably making a commotion somewhere" he replied. Since that battle with Cloud, Yazoo never was with his two brothers at the same time. At first he met Kadaj, but lost him again, and now he's with Loz, and hopefully they won't lose track of each other again. Yazoo kept looking at the stranger; the fact that he didn't talked yet made him suspicious. As the stranger began to act, Yazoo's eyes narrowed, trying to forecast what he will do. Then, as the strange mist formed a wall and rushed out for Yazoo and Loz, Yazoo got back on his motorcycle, "We'll get to Kadaj later, Loz, we have other business to attend to now".

Apparently the man was trying to escape, for unknown reason. Trying to asses the situation and figure out the best acting plan, Yazoo noticed that Loz went out ahead before him, chasing the stranger. He let out a sigh as he started his engine; Loz always see this kind of stuff as games.

Even though his brother chased the man while in mid air with the use of the nitro thruster, Yazoo wasn't that reckless. He figured that he should stay on the ground, and keep following the stranger, so when the time comes and the two brothers will catch up with him, a thing that seems like a matter of seconds, seeing that the two were on their motorcycles, and then they could attack with both ranged and close attacks. As Yazoo sped up, following the reappearing shadow on the trees, and soon realized that the case wasn't as simple as he thought. Even by foot, that stranger's speed was unnatural. Apparently Loz knew what he was doing when he used his nitro.

As he gained even more speed on the ground, Yazoo reached out for his gun with one hand, to be ready if the chance to attack would come up. The fact that both he and his target was in a high speed movement didn't affect his aiming, but it was the fact that his target constantly disappeared. He tried to take a few shots whenever he noticed the shadow, but all of those didn't hit their target.

Noticing that Loz caught up with the man, Yazoo lowered his speed, figuring that attacking the target from both front and behind would be lethal. As he got closer to both of them, Yazoo's motorcycle came to a full stop, and his gun was ready to fire. If the gun wouldn't help, Yazoo could always count on his Materia, though he didn't want to use it just yet.

Yazoo felt the ground shaking beneath him as Loz smashed the ground using his Dual Hound. His brother's brute force never ceased to amaze him. Either way, they now surrounded the target, and this event's end seemed close to Yazoo.

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All it took was a moment, and a moment is all he needed...

Time seemed to slow to his eyes as it all happened before him. First the bigger figure of the group fell in front of him in a rather awkward position on his vehicle, causing a massive upheavel of earth with a strange gauntlet; then the second 'brother' as he heard them call eachother, could be felt not far behind him with a gun pointed towards his position.
A light chuckle. If they were to capture him, they would have to do much better then this poor excuse for a trap. And he would be sure to let them know that...
Skidding to a near halt just as the tremor started coming towards him, Tachi brought his arms to his chest and launched himself into a light flip towards the source of the tremor. At first, his eyes were closed, the nimble figure tumbled in a side-flipping motion filled with fluid grace. He was no more then a foot from the face of his attacker when his eyes snapped open. The chuckle faded from his lips, his entire face now masked in a look of pure concentration as the light above reflected off of the empty, gray iris bearing into the eyes of the other. For split a moment there, they locked eyes. Tachi's now nearly pure white at a close range, flowing with a sense of battle as the adrenaline coursed through his veins.

"You should not have done that..."

The words came as a light whisper that only himself and the gauntleted attacker could hear. From there, he drew his head up, using the upper half of his body to snap his legs over to end the flipping motion. A light tap of the feet was made on the motercycle that he drove, then again he launched himself into the air over the tree just smashed no more then a moment ago. After leaping into the air for a second time, his eyes caught sight of one of the few sights that pleased him. Grinning slightly, he turned his body softly in the air to face those he left just behind him. The grin open and bright on his face as he fell towards the single lake right below his falling body...

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Although the tremor caused havoc, it did not catch its target. Loz was unnerved; actually he was looking at the stranger as if he was enjoying a circus. That would’ve been a great comparison. The man’s acrobatics made Loz want to applaud him. When the stranger came face to face with him, his green glimmering eyes widened. ‘Huh?’ he thought to himself. The stranger’s eyes had no pupils, it was simply pitch gray. Loz was of course surprised but it was not the kind of surprise that would make him scared. The only thing that was able to scare him was the thought of never having the chance to see Mother. No, this kind of surprise was a reaction that only strengthened his desire of ripping the stranger apart. Loz tried to control his excitement because he didn’t want to end up causing overkill. He didn’t care about what the stranger said or regret what he did.

The thunder that formed the tremor sparked, tearing the smashed tree in half while falling from the sky. As the smashed and torn bark came falling onto Loz, he threw his left arm forward, moving it to the side. He then bent his torso slightly just enough to see the stranger descending. The devilish grin was untouched, like a man wearing an oni mask. Straightening his body he brought his attention to Yazoo, gesturing with his thumb over his shoulder in the shape of a hitchhiking sign. Suddenly he turned around and started to walk towards the lake where the stranger was. He was moving in his regular pace and speaking as if they were having a stroll around the forest. “So brother, what’s new?” By the time the stranger approached the lake it was already over. But Loz didn’t want to end the fun.

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Yazoo watched his brother as his attack missed its target. Within him, Yazoo knew that was going to happen, Loz always let his emotions drive him through the battle, a thing that wasn't so useful, seeing that mostly Loz was the one to charge first, and then the first to miss, most of the time anyway. But that was the reason why Yazoo was with him most of the time, Loz makes a mistake and Yazoo fixes it, what big brothers are for anyway if not that. As the stranger leaped into the air and got away from them with much ease, Yazoo shook his head, it was his turn now.

His look kept following the stranger as he got closer to the lake. He heard his brother's voice and turned to look at him for a moment. Loz was strolling slowly towards the lake, though Yazoo didn't know why, his brother always seemed strange to him. Yazoo slowly got irritated by the situation and the stranger who seemed to be mocking them. Ignoring his brother, he started his engine again, and started driving towards the lake, gaining speed with each second, and leaving Loz behind him.

As he got closer he felt something within him, a strange feeling that was kind of familiar to him. Excitement? No, Yazoo wouldn't get excited about something like that, but what was it? Then it hit him, and a slight grin appeared on his face. It was his Materia, the Materia he had infused within his left arm, it called out for him, as he started to harvest its power, after so long of inactivity. Should Yazoo use his destructive Materia, the results can be disastrous and unpredictable, therefore he won't use until it will be completely necessary, in the meanwhile, he counted on his dual guns to do the job. Their opponent might be slick and agile, but Yazoo still saw him as inferior to him. Of course, Yazoo was chosen; he has within him the cells of mother, of Jenova.

Holding one of his guns with his left hand, he targeted it forward, as he kept driving towards the lake. He wondered whether Loz is following him, but a part of him wanted to finish off that stranger alone, for some unknown reason. When I'm close enough, it's over, he thought.

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Over? No...this fight is even far from the start. Those who sought an end to his existance; and answers to their questions, still followed him as he landed without a sound. Though where he landed was quite a feat in itself that would seem to amaze even the most advanced users in magic. For with the fluidity that kept with him throughout the air gracefully landed him upon the surface of the water with no more then a soft ripple disturbing the calm surface, the trademark clandestine grin still stretched his lips as he stood on the water's surface, just as calm as the depths beneath him.
Given a moment later, it faded. Again replaced by the serious facial expression that the larger of the two had seen at close range before his very eyes. Knitting his brow together slowy, Tachi studied the two carefully. One still present on his vehicle while the other walked. Guess it would be safe to take the faster one out of the two first. A little playtime would suffice...

Stretching his arms outward slowly, Tachi closed the pupil-less eyes and began to mumble something ineffable to the ears around him. The lost language flowed from his lips, stirring a light wind around his body as his figure slowly rose to a foot above the water. Jumping playfully from tendril to tendril, the wind ran spectral fingers through his obsidian hair as his hands fell to his side and his eyes snapped open. A sudden faint ripple surged through the water below him. Stirring the surface lightly as it expanded outward and landed upon the shores with no more then a trickle. What was once an empty, gray pupil-less gaze; now held two neon spheres glowing with a brilliant shade of blue.

"Your ambition has outgrown your ability to determine your strengths against another power. Human or not."

The voice, though soft, seemed to echo across the open expanse around them. Following his words, the water below him suddenly surged forth with reckless abandon. Breaking off into numerous little shards no more then a foot in length, though razor sharp through the force put behind them. A first volley was shot forward towards the one on the motercycle, a dozen streaks cut through the air as they sought their target...

...This was only the beginning...

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“Hey!” Loz said in an immature tone. He continued his pace even though his brother ignored his question and left him behind. Kadaj and Yazoo thought of Loz as reckless, sensitive, dependant, immature and impatient. They knew that Loz was nothing more than a child inside an adult’s body. However, they were not aware of how monstrous he was if he took things seriously. He never revealed that side of his amongst them. Sure he would be pissed off and for sure that will make him stronger. But this was different. Although he preferred to act immature and dependent, he was able to act serious and think like a tactician. He was after all a remnant of Sephiroth.

As of yet, Loz didn’t reveal his second materia, he had only shown thunder. Of course his materias were inferior compared to his brothers’. But then there was Loz’s physical and magical attributes. The new found experience he achieved during separation has only made him stronger. He looked at his right palm, curling it as though he was squeezing an object. ‘Brother, I am capable of ending this charade now,’ he thought with a smirk. However, based on his observation of Yazoo’s actions, it appeared he wanted to finish this off on his own. The glowing of the infused materias meant that Yazoo desired to use them. Based on his actions it can also be told that he hasn’t used his materias for quite awhile now. Of course, knowing Yazoo, he wouldn’t use it unless it was significant due to the tremendous damage it was able to cause if unleashed. Was Loz able to take this risk? He loved this place as if it was his home. No matter, as long it didn’t fall upon the Capital City and turn it into ashes.

Loz loaded his Dual Hound and cocked his Velvet Nightmare. Suddenly his body was surrounded by a blue aura as he began to run, leaving behind fading images of himself. In no time did he catch up to Yazoo. Loz’s body was not only becoming transparent, but it appeared as though he was teleporting. He faced Yazoo, showing his rough smirk. Suddenly he stopped as he threw his foot forward, pushing the back of the motorcycle with the base of his foot. This gave a boost to the motorcycle’s speed. Afterwards his body instantly did a front flip and half rotation, landing behind Yazoo, facing towards the opposite direction with one leg on top of an exhaust pipe. He slowly brought his Dual Hound close to his face, loading it as sparks of electricity were being produced. With his right hand he pulled out his Velvet Nightmare in a twirling motion using his index finger. He then extended his arm horizontally a long with the gun. “Don’t be selfish Yazoo,” he simply stated in a tone that Kadaj and Yazoo would’ve thought was impossible coming from Loz.

Loz who was actually using his brain without Yazoo noticing, was analyzing and forming ideas based on what the stranger had been doing so far. Why did he stall for time and decide to come to this area. From what has been shown to this point, it appears the stranger uses some sort of magic that involves nature. It is simple to say that one: he is looking for a better battle field, two: he was trying to reach this area because it was the perfect power source for him. Loz came up with numerous solutions; most of them required Yazoo’s assistance. Amongst these solutions he chose the most successful one. But for now he wanted to continue observing before doing anything else.

The voice that echoed throughout the space of the forest was followed by a swarm of shards moving towards Yazoo’s motorcycle and also towards an afterimage of Loz walking from a distance. “Not exactly,” Loz replied as he continued to look at the stranger’s lack of grasping the reality before him. Loz did a backflip towards the water shards and rotated his body, facing the hurling objects. As soon as he turned around a surge of white electricity from his Dual Hound was spreading throughout the shards like a virus. After the first wave the shards were separated into small droplets which began to fall harmlessly onto the ground. During the event, Loz took hold of Yazoo arm with his right and launched him and his motorcycle towards the stranger. Loz’s gun which was twirling in the air then came back into his right hand, and so by pulling the trigger he unleashed a line of four bullets speeding passed Yazoo and towards the stranger. Loz’s body started to reveal a blue aura again before he disappeared into the rain.

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As Yazoo kept driving towards the stranger he sensed his brother closing the gap behind him. Although Yazoo believed that Loz's mental attributes were meager, he knew that his physical attributes were tremendous, and far superior to Yazoo's. At first Loz showed his unnatural strength, when he plunged his Deal Hound into the ground moments ago. Now, Loz showed his unbelievable speed and agility, as he caught up with Yazoo's motorcycle.

Yazoo felt his motorcycle gaining more speed after his brother pushed it and seconds later, was sitting opposite to him. He heard his words, though he did not reply. There was something strange in Loz's tone while he spoke. For a second Yazoo didn't recognize it as Loz's, it was far more serious than any of those which Yazoo believed that can come from him. Perhaps Yazoo has misjudged him all along, as he categorized him as nothing more than a small child. Anyway, it was no time to ponder. Yazoo shook his head quickly as he looked straight ahead at their enemy.

He was standing on top of the lake, and seemed to mumble some kind of magic spell words, judging by his concentration. As he heard the stranger's echo Yazoo quickly tried to asses the situation. Apparently he relied more of his magic skills rather than his fighting skills, seeing that he quickly avoided confrontation with Loz. Judging by his self-confident tone, Yazoo understood that now he is in a place where benefits him, water. So, he was a water-based sorcerer who preferred to attack his target from a distance, Yazoo summed up to himself, and when the time comes, he will use that information.

Looking ahead, Yazoo saw the shards flying from the stranger straight to Yazoo and Loz's direction. Apparently Yazoo was right; this guy didn't want them to get any closer and was using ranged attacks. Before Yazoo could react to avoid the shards, he noticed Loz standing right in front of him. Loz now showed his third enhanced physical ability, response. Combined with his agility, hitting Loz was almost impossible, especially when the attack was coming from a distance. As Loz broke through the shards, he used his other hand to launch Yazoo and his motorcycle in the air, towards the target. Nicely done, brother, Yazoo thought to himself as he got closer to his target in mid-air. Quickly taking out one of his guns using his right hand, Yazoo shot as many as ten shots at the target, before he finally reached to it.

Yazoo looked down at the stranger as his motorcycle passed right above his head. An evil grin was clearly sown of Yazoo's face, a grin which quickly faded into a serious look, as Yazoo saw the other's eyes. Something was really odd about this man and Yazoo knew it. Nonetheless, Yazoo and his brothers were unnatural as well, so that didn't intimidate him.

Using his left hand, Yazoo turned his motorcycle in mid-air, so when it landed, not far from the lake, he was facing his target. There was no use for his motorcycle in this battle any longer. Now that he finally reached his target, Yazoo wouldn't let it get away. Quickly getting off of it, Yazoo aimed his weapon in hand at the stranger. Even though he blocked his view to the other side, Yazoo knew that Loz was heading to their direction and would get to them soon.

Since that the stranger seemed to be using the water for his magic, Yazoo should think of a way to prevent it from him. A plan was developed within Yazoo's mind, but he would need time for it. As he kept harvesting the power of the Materia, he shot a few more shots at his target, ready to dodge quickly whether a counter-attack will come.