There was an ominous chill to the air this day, one that had not been felt for quite some time. Not ever since the fall of Weiss the Immaculate had awoken him from his slumber deep within the Flooded Cavern. Whatever could this mean? Sharp turquoise eyes looked up towards the sky, watching as thick clouds rolled in to smother the sun and cast a large shadow across the whole of The Planet. A subtle tilt of the head allowed gravity to pull some strands of auburn hair away from those glowing eyes as said orbs remained locked onto the now cloud-covered sun. A small smirk tugged at the corner of the tall man's lips, where upon he closed his piercing eyes, slowly turning his head away from the skies and glanced down to the lifeless body that lay resting upon a worn, tattered bed.
[color=a00000]"Didn't I tell you there was no time to slumber, Brother?"[/color]
The cool, calm voice of the SOLDIER First Class asked the motionless figure of a grey-haired man, white pants on his legs and bare chested on top. Weiss was still asleep and it seemed it would be a while before he awoke. That was fine. While there was plenty of work to be done, now was not the time for Weiss the Immaculate to return to the living. He had to rest and gather his strength. The First Class SOLDIER on the other hand, well thanks to Weiss, he was perfectly happy to go out into the world and learn of what catastrophe was approaching. After all, the world needed a new Hero, and since Sephiroth was technically no more, the job now fell to him. To Genesis Rhapsodos.

The creaking of the tall male's long trench accompanied the SOLDIER as he left the leader of DEEPGROUND to rest, their location unknown. It was better that way. News of the leader of DEEPGROUND resurfacing wouldn't go down too well with the populace. Genesis' turquoise gaze once more looked up to the skies, watching the cloud-covered sun for a couple more second, determining where he should be heading to. He brought up an arm, holding out his hand to the skies as if trying to grasp the hand of one who was invisible before him.
[color=a00000]"When the war of the beasts brings about the world's end,
The goddess descends from the sky."[/color]
He waited and there was no answer. No sign. Slowly a frown appeared across the SOLDIER's face and he glanced over his shoulder from whence he came, but quickly returned his attention back towards the smothered sun. Something was definitely wrong. It wasn't Sephiroth... but it felt a lot like him.
[color=a00000][i]The Northern Crater? ... No? Where?[/i][/color]
Genesis lowered his head and snapped his attention off to his left, glancing west. His eyes narrowed and his hands clenched into fists, the leather gloves creaking tightly about his hands.
[color=a00000]"A monster prowls Niblehiem..."[/color]

Pulling his left arm up to his forehead, the Crimson SOLDIER frowned, summoning his large black wing from his left shoulder. It was gorgeous to some, hideous to others. A large feathered wing, like an angel's but as black as the midnight sky, like a demon or monster of the night. Monsters... That's what Angeal once said. The nickname that Sephiroth had earned was much more fitting however. One Winged Angel. While Genesis was hardly an ideal role model for an angel, he knew in his heart that his actions and his reasoning was just, for the good of the planet. He was the new Hero in Sephiroth's place. A single beat of that large wing sent the SOLDIER First Class rocketing into the air, directly upwards. Once at a safe enough height, he turned west and rocketed towards the horizon with another large beat of that wing, black feathers falling from the extra appendage. Land soon turned to water and back to land again. The Coral Desert and Golden Saucer went by in the blink of an eye and within moments, the Crimson SOLDIER plummeted down towards Nibelhiem, the mountains, reactor and the town itself bringing back not the most pleasant of memories. It was here at after all, by Genesis' hand, that turned Sephiroth insane. His dear, dear friend. Like a comet falling from the heavens, Genesis descended into Niblehiem, beating his wing hard to come to a hovered a few feet from the ground, kicking up dust and throwing it all around him. It was nothing to be concerned over for there were no one left alive in this town.

[color=a00000]"... This wasn't a monster... not a fiend of the plains at least."[/color]
The auburn-haired man said aloud as he crouched beside a corpse and took note of the clean slice that had taken their life and returned them to the Planet. Turquoise eyes peered up at the water tower and then examined the nearby tavern. There wasn't much damage to the buildings. It seemed most of the civilians here had been outside at the time of the attack, but there was no one left alive. Everyone had gone. Even if they were members of ShinRa, a company that the Crimson SOLDIER detested, they were still human beings at the end of the day and the SOLDIER First Class pitied them. No one deserved this fate. Genesis' attention was slowly drawn towards the Mansion on the far side of town. Once maneuvering past the slain townsfolk and the large water tower, Genesis walked the hill towards the mansion and gently pushed the gate open, closing it behind him. Heading down the Mansion path, turquoise eyes examined the bust open doors.
[color=a00000][i]No claw marks, no sign of repeated battering. One blow cracked these doors open and it was done by a human...[/i][/color]
A quick scout of both floors revealed nothing aside from the secret entrance to Hojo's Laboratory being left open and after descending the spiral stairs and passing the side room full of coffins, the Crimson SOLDIER emerged within the lab and library combined. Cautiously he entered, eyes scanning the shadows for movements but swiftly laying sight upon a figure standing before the large test tubes.

There was something awfully familiar about this figure, even if he couldn't see his face. No, they 'felt' familiar.
[color=a00000]"I assume you're the one responsible for what's happened outside?"[/color]
He didn't need to ask. That large weapon on his back... Genesis' eyes widened slightly. That blade looked an awful lot like what Angeal once used, handed down to Zack at a later date. No, it couldn't be... He was dead... They were both dead...
[color=a00000]"... Zack?"[/color]
Genesis cautiously asked.