Young Gods 0/?
October 19th, 2007 08:11 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
skerenTitle: Young Gods
Fandom: FFVII
Warnings: AU! Very very AU.
Word Count: 279
Summary: A fool's errand is often the worst kind... but at least they mean well.
Note: This sucker has been brewing for a week or two now, and I decided to post a pre-story story bit for you guys to let you all know I live! I do. I hope you like it.
At first, the duality was blurred. They were one. One thought, one creation, one everything.
Later, that one became two. Two became opposites, balanced, and yet still utterly the same. Chaos, life, order, destruction.
Order and destruction was one half. Light, pale, withdrawn from it all and watchful in a keen way that failed to understand the nuances of everything.
Chaos and life was the other. Dark hair, a quick smile and adventurousness made themselves into something that was integral to the needs that the role became.
They were both male. There was no avoiding that when they were created as one from nothing, to become what the other was not. Gender was nothing to the timelessness of such beings, as many such things were nothing and changed on a whim, should that whim ever occur.
In the beginning, their differences were of no consequence. In the beginning, they were never separated, and things were as they should have been.
Unfortunately, as things always tended to be, there was, one day, a human girl. The girl had the green eyes of Order, the quick laugh of Chaos, and Chaos, sadly, was well intrigued.
Order, Sephiroth, could not let it go.
Zack, thereafter, would learn that he could not apologize for things that only highlighted what he was.
There was no apology, no forgiveness, and suddenly two who only loved resumed the duality of their natures. The love didn't die... but there was no escaping the hate that the distance fostered over the centuries.
The young make mistakes.
Sometimes those mistakes carry well into the time when a being is fully grown, and sometimes, they were never mistakes at all.
Fandom: FFVII
Warnings: AU! Very very AU.
Word Count: 279
Summary: A fool's errand is often the worst kind... but at least they mean well.
Note: This sucker has been brewing for a week or two now, and I decided to post a pre-story story bit for you guys to let you all know I live! I do. I hope you like it.
At first, the duality was blurred. They were one. One thought, one creation, one everything.
Later, that one became two. Two became opposites, balanced, and yet still utterly the same. Chaos, life, order, destruction.
Order and destruction was one half. Light, pale, withdrawn from it all and watchful in a keen way that failed to understand the nuances of everything.
Chaos and life was the other. Dark hair, a quick smile and adventurousness made themselves into something that was integral to the needs that the role became.
They were both male. There was no avoiding that when they were created as one from nothing, to become what the other was not. Gender was nothing to the timelessness of such beings, as many such things were nothing and changed on a whim, should that whim ever occur.
In the beginning, their differences were of no consequence. In the beginning, they were never separated, and things were as they should have been.
Unfortunately, as things always tended to be, there was, one day, a human girl. The girl had the green eyes of Order, the quick laugh of Chaos, and Chaos, sadly, was well intrigued.
Order, Sephiroth, could not let it go.
Zack, thereafter, would learn that he could not apologize for things that only highlighted what he was.
There was no apology, no forgiveness, and suddenly two who only loved resumed the duality of their natures. The love didn't die... but there was no escaping the hate that the distance fostered over the centuries.
The young make mistakes.
Sometimes those mistakes carry well into the time when a being is fully grown, and sometimes, they were never mistakes at all.