Sephiroth

It was that time again, where the sun was setting, and the street lamps turned on. When the Taverns and restaurants stayed open. Everything was perfect for tonight. Sephiroth’s green mako-infused eyes gazed through a window. Your window to be exact as you had just gotten home from work. This was a nighty occurrence.

He waited always until you were in the shower. Sephiroth would then leave one of his black feathers on your dresser. And just as he moved to hide, you would come out and look at it as you looked for your pjs. Each time, you touched it, it would dissolve, but you thought nothing of it. You didn’t realize it was etching a tattoo on your back slowly. Marking you as his.

When you finally look in the mirror, you not only see your reflection, but Sephiroth’s as well as he stood so close to you. But as soon as you turned around, he was gone in an instant. As you began to sleep, the tattoo would glow infusing Mako into your bloodstream, causing dreams of Sephiroth to appear. Sometimes they were erotic. Causing you to stir in your sleep. Other times, it was Sephiroth, standing intimately close to you while whispering into your ear. Then you would wake up startled, breathing heavy, and scared. You would then hear his voice. Soon. Very soon… you will be mine. It’s only a matter of time. Sephiroth would then disappear. You get up to look out the window, and there he was under the street lamp, looking up at you with a knowing smirk. He was about to take you. Any day. He was waiting, watching your every move. Now sleep my little Angel. For when you wake… your new life begins…