Crimson Heaven

Genesis wandered through the streets of LOVELESS Avenue, looking for two presents for Harry and Hermione. He knew that they would like anything he got for them, but he wanted them to be special.
Spying an antique shop, he decided the see what they had in there. Wandering in, he came across the perfect gift for Harry, it also doubled as a gift for Ron should he ever returned to them. It was an ornamental egg, red, gold and bronze on a bone white egg. It was split down the middle, intended for two people; a joint present.
He gently took it from the shelf and carried it under his arm as he continued his search. Finally, he found something for his Hermione. He allowed himself a small chuckle as he picked it up; it was a golden flower.
“I’ll take these please, also how much extra would it be for gift wrapping?” Genesis asked the store clerk.

“It’ll be a further 30gil, Commander.” She said taking his gil and wrapping the presents for him before boxing them and handing them back to him. “Please have a good day, Commander.”

“Thank you, I shall.” Genesis left the shop to be greeted by Brother. “Perfect timing, here, take this one.” He handed Brother the egg.

“Hahah, I’m a deity, not a pack horse.” He joked.

“Should have thought about that before you defied your parents.” Genesis threw back; the two chuckled as they walked back to the apartment.
Entering the apartment, the two took note that Angeal and Sephiroth had not come back from work yet.
“Guess I’ll make a start on dinner.” Genesis mused, heading for the kitchen. “Or not. Hello, my Golden Flower.” He greeted the standing form of Hermione who was at the stove boiling water.

Hermione didn’t answer him. “She’s been like that since you left.” Harry explained as he and Other came and sat at the table.

Genesis frowned, approaching the young witch; he placed a hand on her shoulder. He expected her to jump, but there was no response whatsoever.
Concern now growing ever stronger, Genesis placed both hands on her shoulders and pulled her round to face him.
“Hermione?” he shook her gently. Only then did she look up at him, her eyes were blank, emotionless.
It was then he saw it, just under her shirt. “She’s wearing the locket.” He growled. “How did she get hold of it?”

Harry shook his head. “No idea. But it would explain her behaviour, the Horcrux isn’t in the correct world, so it won’t necessarily have the same power over her as it did over-” Harry stopped.
Genesis looked back at his Golden Flower and sighed. Reaching round, he pulled the chain from around her neck and placed it into the jar that Brother had fetched from her bag.

Genesis watched the life flow back into her hazel pools. “Welcome back.”

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Hermione blinked as she became aware of Genesis’ pale blue eyes watching her with concern. “What happened?”

“You had this monstrosity around your neck.” Brother answered, showing her the jar.

She frowned. “I don’t even remember putting it on...” she put her hand to her head.

She looked up at Genesis who smiled. “It’s over now. No need to worry. Come on, let me finish dinner.”

Hermione nodded and went and sat down in front of the television, the news broadcasts were showing the escalating war with Wutai.
No matter the world, there is always war. Why can no one see the horrid price that has to be paid? Why can no one just say enough?
She also had to wonder just how much evil in both her world and Genesis’, Other and Brother’s parents were allowing to take place, do they care at all for the suffering of people that worship them?

“Of course they do.” Brother replied, causing Hermione to jump. “But the two of them cannot be everywhere at once, can they?” he sat down and cocked his head toward her, a gentle smile gracing his face.

She smiled. “No, I suppose not. I’m sorry, Brother. I didn’t mean to doubt them.”

“It’s okay, you’re only human.” Brother patted her shoulder before returning to his sister, giving her a concerned frown.
“Anyway, after dinner Genesis has something he wants to say to you both.”

*************

It turned out that what Genesis had to say was something that shocked the witch and the wizard. “The two of you are not going back to that world for a little while longer than Brother and Other usually mandate.” Taking a sip of the coffee in his hand, he looked over at the two.
“Sephiroth, Angeal and I think it would be for the best if the two of you take a break from your war and enjoy some form of freedom here, in Midgar.
We would have made this offer even if you were not one person short.” Genesis took note that Hermione had looked away from him when Ron was mentioned, even though Genesis had not mentioned him by name.
“So, don’t think we’re doing this just because he’s not here. Although the three of us do still have to work, we will be spending as much of our free time with you as we can...”

“So you can keep an eye on us?” Hermione muttered darkly.

Genesis gave a dark chuckle of his own, letting his Golden Flower vent. “Yes. That is exactly what we’re doing.”

“We are old enough to look after ourselves, you know.” She replied. Genesis saw Sephiroth and Angeal take tentative steps back, Harry had also moved, but he had gone over to look out of the window. “We don’t need babysitters.”

“I am aware of your ages.” Genesis continued to smirk, he was going to get her to vent somehow, he just needed to push her in the right way, perhaps then she would calm down enough for him to cheer her up.
“But the two of you are guests to this world and, with your current temper; I am concerned that you would start an unnecessary fight with the wrong kind of people. We are, after all, trying to keep the both of you on a low profile in this world.”

“My...temper?” There he’d done it. “You really think that my temper would be an issue in this world, when I have seen people give the three of you a wide birth?! Really Genesis, that is the best you can do to keep us under thumb?!” As she had spoken, her volume had gone up, as did several objects, her temper was causing things to float.
“My temper is only something that the three of you need to be wary of, if that is indeed the case, mister Rhapsodos.” She finished coldly.

Not fazed by the sudden change in name, Genesis walked over to his Golden Flower and placed his hands on her shoulders. “Feel better?”

He watched Hermione blink; a momentary flash of anger crossed her face before he felt his head snap to the side; she had slapped him. “Now I do, yes.” She snapped, sitting back down. Genesis had to stop himself from laughing.

Brother was not so forward thinking and just burst out laughing. “Really, Hermione? He was only trying to help you out of the rut you are currently in.”

“Brother!” Genesis snapped, sending him a warning look as Hermione turned red with anger. “You won’t be held under our thumb, Hermione.” He soothed. “You’re just going to be in our world for a little longer than normal, that’s all I wanted to tell you.”

“That’s all you could have said, then. Rather than try to get a rise out of me.”

“I just wanted to help, that’s all. I understand you are hurting right now. But it’ll fade eventually, by that time he’ll have come back to you.” He watched her eyes snap back over to him, “he never wanted to leave you, I’m sure you both know that.” He finished.

“Doesn’t excuse what he did to Hermione.” Harry spoke up for the first time since the conversation started.

“No, you’re right, but you have to have realised by now that it was the work of our Uncle that caused him to physically harm her,” Spoke Brother, coming to Genesis’ aid. “The words were his made worse by that Horcrux, but the spell was our Uncle.” Genesis watched this sink into Hermione’s mind.

Sephiroth cleared his throat, “changing the subject here, perhaps it would be for the best if the two of you familiarise yourselves with the building for now. This way you won’t get into any trouble.” He handed them each a pass. “These give you access to VIP places usually reserved for employees. If anyone asks, you have been recruited by the Turks and are getting the layout of the building.” He explained.

“Oh and stay off of Floors 67 and 68,” Angeal piped up. “They belong to the Science Department and we do not want them to get their hands on the two of you.”

“No, that we don’t,” agreed Sephiroth.

“Okay, so we can go anywhere we like, so long as we stay in the building, well everywhere except 67 and 68. That right?” Harry asked looking at the card he’d been given.

“That’s right.”

“Fair enough.” Harry yawned. “Oh crikey, guess that nap did nothing for me. I think I need to go to bed.” He gave Hermione a tender peck on the cheek. “G’night Hermione. Night guys!”

“Night Harry.” They chorused.

Angeal and Sephiroth left to go down to see the Director of SOLDIER, Other and Brother had also disappeared into their pocket universe leaving Genesis and Hermione alone.
Clearing his throat, Genesis spoke up. “I really am sorry; I was just trying to help.”

“I know. It just hurt, what he did to me, and then the fact that he won’t find us...” Genesis stood up and wrapped his arms around the now crying woman.

“Sshh, sshh, it’s okay. I’m sure he will find you again.” Pulling her into his chest, Genesis just rubbed her shoulder until he could no longer hear her tears, indicating that she had fallen to sleep. Gently scooping her up into his arms and carried her into the room she was sharing with Harry.
Tucking her up, he lay a gentle kiss on her forehead before he too, went down to Lazard. The gifts he had bought lay forgotten in their bag and box in Genesis’ room.

The next morning saw Genesis waking to the sound of a sizzling frying pan.
Curious, he thought. He glanced at his clock. Angeal and Sephiroth wouldn’t be up yet. Getting up, he stretched and winced. His shoulder was beginning to hurt more and more as the days went by. This had better not be a permanent thing.

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Other looked over at her Brother, who had gone a deathly shade of white, indicating he was in pain. She hurried over to him. “Brother? Are you alright?” she asked, helping him straighten, throwing up their little pocket dimension as she did.

Brother shook his head. “Genesis’ pain gets worse as the days pass and yet he says nothing to anyone, never lets them see.”

“Learning you were wrong! Certain as the sun, rises in the east, tale as old as time song as old as rhyme, beauty and the beast!” The two siblings stopped and looked out of their pocket dimension to see Harry and Hermione singing together.

“And he never will so long as she is near. He doesn’t want her to worry.” Other stated.

“Agreed. Come on, or else those two will notice we’re gone. I’m alright now.”

**********

Hermione continued to hum to her iPod as she continued to cook. She had deliberately encouraged Harry into singing, this way, the two would come out of the pocket dimension that they had disappeared into. They must think I’m stupid. I can still see them. She thought.

“There were days when the sun was so cruel, that all my tears turned to dust and I just knew my eyes were drying up forever.” She sung. Jumping slightly as Genesis wrapped his arms around her waist in a hug.

“Good morning, my Golden Flower.”

Hermione leant into the touch. “Morning Genesis.”

“Morning Harry,” Harry giggled and held up his hands.

“Morning Genesis. I’m okay for a hug.” The two laughed as Genesis threw a tea towel at him.

“Oh! I forgot, yesterday I had bought you both something.” Hermione watched him hurry back into his room before coming back out with a box and a bag.
“The box is for you, Harry. It also doubles as a gift for Ron when he comes back, you’ll see what I mean when you see it.”
Genesis turned to Hermione and handed her the small bag. “For you.”

Hermione handed the spatula to Genesis as she and Harry sat down to open their gifts. “Oh wow!” she held up a delicate golden flower, it was light but she knew it was solid gold, “Genesis, this is beautiful.” The little flower was decorated with tiny diamond stones to represent dew drops on the petal, she pinned it to her jumper and beamed up at Genesis, feeling happier that she had yesterday.
Looking at Harry she noticed he had yet to open his. Upon noticing Hermione looking at him, he smiled and opened his.
It was a porcelain egg red, gold and bronze patterns weaving in and out of it with a golden seal down the middle; it came apart.

“Yours is designed to be a two-way gift.” Genesis explained, both Hermione and Harry understood.

Hermione turned back to her jumper as Harry got to his feet and hugged Genesis. “Thank you. You didn’t have to.”

“I know, I just wanted you two to feel a little better, that’s all.” She saw Genesis return the hug out of the corner of her eye, before hearing him clear his throat. “Now for a bribe. If you have no objections, Harry-”

“Just take her, Genesis. I know you’ve been itching to take her out somewhere since we got here.” Hermione giggled at the flush in Genesis’ cheeks at being caught out.

“Hahah, let me get changed and we’ll sneak away before Sephiroth and Angeal come back.” She hurried over to her little beaded bag only to find Other holding an outfit for her.

“Here you go.” She looked sad about something.

“Are you okay?” she asked as she started to change. Other sat on the end of the bed and heaved a sigh.

“Not really, no. But I will survive.” Hermione looked at her.

“You miss home, don’t you?”
Other looked over at her and nodded.
Now dressed, Hermione wrapped Other in a tight hug. “So do I.” that was all she needed to say.

The two women sat there in silence for a minute or two before Other stood up suddenly, “enough about me. Go on and enjoy yourself, shine as you always do and have fun!”

Giggling Hermione rushed out into the living space and hurried over to Genesis, shouting a “see you later!” in Harry’s direction.

Hermione and Genesis hit the streets of LOVELESS Avenue where there were clubs with music blaring and food stalls with all kinds of delicious aromas.
Genesis seemed to be ignoring all of these things as he steered them over to a theatre, once there he paid for two tickets to a show that Hermione had never heard of.
“I’m not just a LOVELESS fanatic, I love all kinds of theatre, this one is a musical. I’ve already had Other put the music onto your music player.” He explained, leading the way over to their seats.

“What’s the musical called?” Hermione didn’t have chance to see the posters outside before being pulled in by Genesis.

“It’s called Love Never Dies.” He replied, they were sat in a box set facing the stage’s left side; good seats.

“Welcome each and every one to our festival of fun…” the opening began, taking the two by surprise as they sat in silence and watched.
Come the interval Hermione was hooked. Looking over at Genesis she watched him get up.

“Wait here a moment, I just want to get something.”
He vanished, leaving her alone to watch the crowd. This is an incredible atmosphere; I can’t believe that he has done all of this just for me.

“Having fun?” Hermione jumped, seeing Other take Genesis’ seat. “Don’t worry, I’ll be gone before he comes back.”

Hermione chuckled. “I’m having a blast!”

Other turned solemn. “I’m sorry to have to bring this up, but…”

“He’s not even in my head right now.” She quickly replied. That was only half true, Ron was on her mind, just not right now; she was enjoying the moment of peace with her Crimson Angel.

Other smiled at her. “Fair enough, I think I know enough for the time being. Ow!” Other jolted as a packet of bon bons hit the back of her head.

“I’m going to tell you the same as I have just told your sibling, shoo!” laughing to themselves, Hermione hugged Other before she vanished.

She watched Genesis sit back down shaking his head. “Honestly, those two. Anyone would think they were spying on us!”

Hermione laughed at him and opened the bon bons.
The musical continued for a little while longer and when the finale came, Hermione found herself in tears.
She jumped when Genesis pulled her to her feet and embraced her before they joined in with the rapturous applause.

Exiting the theatre arm in arm they were chatting away animatedly when Hermione became distracted with the food stalls that had appeared, they must have a night time and daytime rota she thought.
Genesis must have caught her look of curiosity as he pulled her over to the food stalls and paid for two samples of each individual food item for them both to try, some were spicy, some were sweet, some were salty and some were sour, all of them were edible at least so Hermione didn’t really complain, though she preferred the sweet foods.
Genesis seemed to prefer the noodle-based food whilst Hermione liked the sushi looking foods, so Genesis bought from the oriental stalls and they went to find themselves a patch of grass to eat in the darkening park.
“Oh my god, it’s Commander Rhapsodos!!” squealed three teenage girls who pointed in their direction and began a loud whispered argument about whether or not they were to go up to him or not.
Hermione looked over to see Genesis just eating his noodles, he could hear them, she knew that, but why was this bothering her more than him?
“You go!!” one of the girls was pushed none too gently by her friends to approach the pair. Only now did Genesis look up from his noodles, he spied the young girl, she was looking between Hermione and Genesis, almost like she was gauging their relationship.

“Can we help you, miss?” Genesis asked, his voice was calm, Hermione looked at his eyes – or what she could see of them – to find them gentle.

“U-um… w-we-well you see, my friends made me come over here, I really didn’t want to disturb you whilst you were eating, Commander, it-it’s just… oh!” Genesis got to his feet and wrapped his arm around the poor girl’s shoulders.

“Hermione be a dear and take this lovely polite young lady’s phone. That way she can have a good picture.”
Genesis tipped her a wink.
Chuckling to herself, Hermione did as instructed and took the best shot of the two, once done, Genesis took out of piece of paper. “What’s your name, sweetie?”

“Gemma, sir. Gemma Harrogate.”

Hermione watched as Genesis finished whatever he was writing and handed it to Gemma. “There you go. Now, as for your so-called friends, you had the courtesy to tell them that we were busy, for that you are the only one that gets these, your friends do not. Tell them, from me, that if they wish for something, they only have to ask. But not tonight, for you see, I’m on a date.”

Gemma’s eyes bugged, “oh my gosh, I am so sorry!” She turned to Hermione.

Hermione just shrugged. “He said it was okay, just don’t go letting those girls bully you into giving either of those gifts to them, understand?”

Gemma nodded. “I will, thank you, oh! And enjoy your night.” With a smile and a wave, she was off back to her friends.

Hermione watched them go with an amused look on her face as Gemma stuck her nose up dramatically and walked away. “What a strange world this is.” She mused as she sat back down to finish her sushi.

“That’s the downfall to dating a celebrity, I guess.” Genesis replied.

“Celebrity? You?” Hermione joked.

“Hey!” Hermione burst out laughing. “Oh, that’s it, missy! You’re getting tickled!”

“Oh no, Genesis, NO! AH! Hahah!” Hermione was pinned to the grass and tickled to the point where she couldn’t breathe from all the laughing she was doing.
With Genesis leaning down on her like he was, Hermione felt a rush of something she’d never felt before; she felt lust.
Genesis must have picked up on it too, because his eyes filled with that same lust, he leant down and kissed her hard, her wrists were still pinned to the ground, but she didn’t care, she had never tasted heaven before, but she was certain this was it!
She felt his lips leave hers as she gasped for air, his mouth wandering down her neck.
There was a sudden change in the air, Hermione opened her eyes, “Genesis stop!” he pulled back and looked at her puzzled.

“I-I’m sorry, Hermione I didn’t-” he was cut off.

“No, that’s not what I asked you to stop for,” pushing herself up, she got to her feet and looked around her. “Something’s off.”

Genesis, too, got to his feet and looked around. “Your magic can pick up on things that I cannot, remember? Maybe you’re just sensing something from your home world?”

“No,” Hermione answered, shaking her head. “That’s not it. There is definitely something wrong in this part of town.”

She heard Genesis move around her, obviously listening for anything out of the ordinary. “I hear nothing, my Golden Flower-”

THOOM! BRRRKKKK!

Hermione felt herself shoved to the ground as Genesis dove for her, shielding her from the debris that was now showering around them. She heard him grunt and felt him jolt forward, almost as if a piece had hit him.
Reaching for her wand she snapped “protego!” Genesis let go of her and sat clutching his side, there was a medium sized piece of shrapnel embedded in his side, it would have gone straight through her had he not have been covering her.
“Hold still, let me see.” She lifted his torn shirt and gave a trial tug causing him to wince. “Sorry. Grit your teeth, I’m going to pull it out fast and then close the wound.” She waited to see him nod before steeling herself for the task at hand.
“Okay, on three.” She saw him nod again, “one.” She pulled the metal out before Genesis registered the thought.

“Ahh!” he gave a low cry as Hermione placed her hand flush against the wound and hummed her healing song and closed the wound. “Urgh, thank you. Where were you when we needed you on the battlefield?” he joked as the barrier dropped and the two of them got to their feet.

Hermione chuckled, before another explosion separated the two of them. “Bullseye!” she heard someone cry.
Suddenly she was hauled to her feet and dragged away. Instinct kicked in and she threw out a ring of ice, only for it to be blocked, they blocked it?! Who are these people? Whoever they were, they were prepared for her. She screamed in frustration as they continued to pull her back.

“Get off me!” she cried, she made to reach for her wand, only for it to be snatched and thrown away. No, I can’t lose that here! She thought as her hands were bound and a gag was put over her mouth.

**********

Genesis was thrown back when the second explosion separated him from his Flower. No! Hermione, where are you?! He was quick to his feet, but found a barrage of bullets coming his way, keeping him from finding her.
He heard the distinct sound of her screaming; they’d come for her? What is going on?! He didn’t have time to contemplate the plot, however, as seven heavily armed men surrounded him. “Hold on, my Golden Flower, I’m coming,” he turned his attention to the group. “But first a little sadism.”

He was just finishing up when he heard more footsteps, swinging round he clashed blades with the Buster Sword. “Angeal, Sephiroth, Harry, Brother!”

“Genesis! Where’s Hermione?!” Harry asked, looking around wildly.

“They’ve taken her!” He looked at Angeal and Sephiroth, “AVALANCHE, they’ve taken Hermione, I don’t know why.”
Harry looked confused so Genesis elaborated. “They’re what you would call freedom fighters.”
“We need to find them, there’s no telling what they’ll do to her, especially if they find out that she can use magic without materia.”

“We’ll get the Turks to find her, don’t worry.” Sephiroth placed a hand on his friend’s shoulder.

“No! No Turks, we need to find her on our own.” Brother spoke up, the others looked at him.

“Why?” Harry asked.

“Hermione is only known to one Turk, not all of them. To ask for their assistance would be to make her known to the ShinRa company-”

“-and that’s not what we want.” Sephiroth finished, nodding in agreement. “Very well, I trust you know where she is now?”

Brother shook his head. “I only know that she’s in transit, my sister is trying to either bring them off the road or force them somewhere you three will know. All we can do now is wait until she brings the truck to a stop one way or another.”

Genesis ran a frustrated hand through her hair. Looking down at the floor he noticed a slender piece of wood lying there, stooping to pick it up, he recognised it, Hermione’s wand. Other, please find her!

**********

Hermione had been thrown unceremoniously into a truck, kicking out at one of her captors, she found him laughing at her. “Rather pathetic, aren’t you pretty bird?” Suddenly the truck jolted, Hermione as able to get to her knees, using a muggle trick her had been practising since last year, Hermione somehow managed to get her arms around her knees to her chest, choosing to take out the thug before she undid the cuffs. This should be fun. She thought grimly.

“How the hell?!” the thug managed to stop her attempt with another barrier materia, “we were told you were a pushover!”

“Looks like you were ill-informed!” She aimed a punch at his face, breaking his concentration on the materia and sending them both crashing to the bed of the truck.

“Get the gun and sedate her! The boss wants her alive!” she heard the driver shout, “shit, where the hell are these things coming from?!”

**********

Other pulled on her bow, releasing another bolt of electricity at the truck, her eyes focused, keeping the truck in her sights.
“Need some help, sister?”

She didn’t even lose her concentration at her brother’s sudden appearance. “I could do with someone on the other side, I’m going to drive them into the ditch about 300 metres that way.” she cocked her head to the right, firing another arrow.

“On it.” She felt him go, before becoming aware of another presence behind her, there was another truck?

Other’s second sight kicked in as she and Brother shared their vison with one another, now she could see his attacks and he could see hers.
“There’s another truck heading this way,” she informed, “I think it is coming for Hermione.”

“Then let us reclaim our friend before they get here!” Pulling together, the siblings steered the truck towards the ditch.

***************

Hermione saw the thug move towards a rifle, I don’t think so! She aimed a bolt of electricity at him, frying the gun, but also knocking the driver out, sending the truck crashing into a ditch.

***************

Other and Brother raced to the truck, but a hail of bullets sent them diving for cover. Since they were no longer welcome at home, they could not simply let the bullets phase through them; they were vulnerable.

“Hermione, can you hear me?!” Other called.

“Oh, she can hear you, alright, yer little bitch!” a voice growled, turning to face the voice, Other saw that the thug who had been in the back with Hermione now had her by gun point. “Yer goin’ to let us get into that truck,” he inclined his head towards the now parked truck as seven men now had their weapons pointed at the twins.

There was a sudden flash of light and a silver stag appeared in the centre of the chaos. “Hello! Goodbye!” it was Harry’s voice through the Patronus.

The thugs all cocked their heads as Other and Brother ducked under a tree root. There was a crash and a crackle, “Sectum Sempra!” Harry’s voice echoed, followed by a gurgle, followed by Hermione suddenly appearing beside them. There were three war cries as Other took a peek over the tree root to see Sephiroth, Genesis and Angeal sending bolts of electricity through the remaining thugs, causing severe burns.
Only one remained alive.

***************

Genesis looked over to see Other peering over the tree roots, also catching his eyes was someone trying to crawl away. Well, well. One survives.

Harry stopped the thug in his tracks, Angeal stepped onto his back, Sephiroth lifted his head. “Who sent you after the girl?” he growled.
Genesis turned to see said girl being released from her bonds by Brother and handed her wand by Other before the three made their way over to him; she was unharmed.
“Who sent you?” Sephiroth repeated.

“Go to hell!” the thug spat in Sephiroth’s face.

Seeing the look now in his friend’s eyes, Genesis was surprised to see Hermione step forward.
“Crucio.” She snapped.

“Hermione, no!” Harry called out too late, the thug began to writhe in pain, screams erupting in bursts.

“My friend asked you a question.” Her voice actually dipped to a predatory purr. “Who sent you after me?”

“Ah! I-it was an in-inside job!” he cried. “One of our sp-spies told u-us about -y-y-you! Oh Gaia, please make it stop!” he continued to cry out in pain. To Genesis, Hermione seemed almost Turk-like in her cruelty.

Seeing movement from Sephiroth, Genesis watched as he placed a hand on her wand-hand. “That’s enough, Hermione. We have enough to make an informal investigation. That way no one needs to know about this.”

Hermione’s eyes seemed to flicker in anger for a moment before she took a deep breath and conceded. “Thank you, Sephiroth.”

“Other,” Genesis spoke, “will you please take your brother, Harry and Hermione away from here. We’ll deal with him.” Watching Other nod, he was surprised to see Hermione walk up to him.

He was even more surprised to find her pulling him down and kissing him hard. “Thank you for coming for me.” She turned to the rest of the group, “all of you.”
Pecking the other two on the cheek, she turned to face Other. Hooking her arms around Other and Harry, she followed Brother to the truck that the SOLDIERs had apparently commandeered.
Chuckling to himself, Genesis then turned dangerous eyes to the survivor. “Now that they’re out of the way,” he turned to Sephiroth and Angeal, “what say the two of you to a little more sadism?”

Equally sadistic grins were his answer, the survivor paled. “Oh shit…”