A/N This story in itself has been brewing in my mind for a while, since i had seen ADVENT CHILDREN and I thought it would provide a good and finalized conclusion to the FF7 series, in my opinion the best of the FF sagas. I hope everyone out there will enjoy this fic and read and review often!! I do not own FF 7 or any related characters.

FINAL FANTASY VII:REMINISCENCE

Prologue

Cloud was thrust against the wall of the ruined Shinra building, the victim of Sephiroth's brutal attack. As he looked up at his adversary, the long blade of the masamune pierced his shoulder, pinning him to the wall. Cloud gasped and cursed in his head as Sephiroth stood there, confident he has Cloud where he wants him.

"Tell me what you cherish most," he said mockingly.

Cloud reached for the sword and clasped it, gritting his teeth.

Sephiroth smiled. "Give me the pleasure of taking it away."

Cloud immediately glared at the former SOLDIER, his memories flooding to his mind, as he pulled the blade from his shoulder and slammed it into the wall and swung his blade at Sephiroth, who promptly jumped back.

"I pity you," Cloud said, "You just don't get it at all."

Sephiroth smirked and came at him. Cloud swiped and Sephiroth lept into the air, repelling off of a piece of metal. Cloud lept after him.

"There's not a thing I don't cherish!"

Cloud spun the sword around and stuck it forward, separating all the swords from the main one. Sephiroth kept turning, looking at all the swords. Cloud then went quickly through the air, grabbing each sword and swiping through Sephiroth with each one. Finally, grabbing the last sword, he brought the sword straight down and through the One Winged Angel. Cloud landed and grabbed the sword as the others fell around them. He looked up at Sephiroth.

"Stay where you belong. In my memories," he said slowly.

A single black wing erupted from Sephiroth's back. He stared at Cloud.

"I will, never be a memory."

Those were his final words as Sephiroth disappeared from the plane of existence and Kodaj's body fell to the ground.

Everything else was a blur. The only thing that continued to soak within Cloud's mind, throughout the following 30 years of his life were those final words.

"I will never be a memory."

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Cloud's weary eyes opened to the light shining in on his face. His tired body shifted, moving his head away from the sun's glare. He slowly got up, itching his side and looking around. Their home wasn't much to look at. Tifa kept it nice and clean, even for a sprightly older lady. He turned and looked at her. She still lay there sleeping, angelic even in old age. He got up and slowly moved towards the kitchen. He opened the window and looked out into Nibelheim. His hometown. Their hometown. His life, at this point had been bliss. No more fighting. No more sadness. No more threats from ancestral monsters and personas. Only his life, Tifa's, and their children and their children's children. Cloud then turned to his left and saw a figure in the easy chair. He was positive no one was there the night before. He approached slowly and came around so he could see the dark figure's features. His eyes went wide as he clutched his chest in pain. The figure was one he thought he had forgotten long ago.

Sephiroth stared at Cloud, still his youthful self.

"I told you Cloud. I will never be a memory and that is why I cannot be forgotten."

The figured then disappeared in a black haze as Cloud fell to the ground, still holding his chest and falling out of consciousness.

A/N How was that first Chapter? I am excited to continue this story on!! It will be interesting to see how others react to an older generation FF7!!! Read and Review Heavily!!!!!