The Mako Force
By Sentran
Disclaimer: Star Wars is intellectual property of George Lucas, Lucasfilms Limited, and Twentieth Century Fox. Final Fantasy is intellectual property of Square Enix.
Chapter 1: A Clouded Future
Cloud looked forward as wind blew through his blond hair. In front of him stood his enemy, Sephiroth. Cloud looked over at Tifa, her fists at the ready, nodded to him. Cid came up behind Cloud and placed his gloved right hand on Cloud's shoulder, "Let's give this son-of-a-bitch hell." Asserted Cid in his usual profane manner. Cloud nodded.
"Sephiroth!" shouted Cloud, "I will never allow you to destroy this planet!" "Pity," said Sephiroth, "to bad we are already standing on a gapping scar of this already dieing planet," it was true, they were in a dark cavern where your very soul shivered with the feeling of mako escaping the planet as blood escapes from a wound. "this planet is worthless, I will be glad to be rid of it." Sephiroth held his hand in the air. Cloud and his six companions felt a giant impact. The cavern shook as the walls of the cavern cracked. "Damn it!" shouted Barret. "We failed!"
As the walls cracked, mako surged from the walls, Cloud felt it surrounding him and engulfing his very being. He looked to his side in time to see his companions engulfed in the green light of the Life-Stream and then vanishing. Cloud and Sephiroth were the only two remaining. Cloud looked ahead to see Sephiroth shouting. "Our mother's will is done, Cloud! At last this worthless planet is destroyed!" Sephiroth vanished.
Cloud felt the Life Stream pull him away from the planet. Everything became a blur. He could make out shadows of blurry outlines as if he was fading in and out of some sort of reality. In this he caught jumbled words, some of which he had never heard before. The ones that stood out the most to him were "Jedi", "Sith", and "Midiclorians". Suddenly he saw images fully materializing in front of him though they remained a bit blurry.
He found himself in a room with an elaborate tile floor and a window with a view of a huge city. He looked around and saw that he was in the middle of a circle of chairs. Perhaps this is some kind of meeting room, thought Cloud. Cloud felt something tugging on his pant leg. He looked down. A small child wearing an uncomfortable looking brown tunic stood in front of him.
"What's going on here?" Cloud asked the terrified and frazzled child. "Sir, Master Skywalker has attacked the temple." Master Skywalker? Cloud was confused but the child looked too terrified to even care that a total stranger had materialized in front of him, much less answer any questions Cloud had. Crash! A young longhaired man forced the door open. The man held in his hand what appeared to be a glowing sword with a blue hue to it. He was followed by a group of men all dressed in strange white armor. The child burst into tears. Cloud was unsure why but he felt an aura of rage emanating from this stranger.
Cloud took pity on the child. He raced to face this man "Go no further! You will not harm this child or you will face me!" Cloud threatened. The man said nothing, as his scowl on his face grew sharper to the point that his face looked like creased paper. Cloud reached back and grabbed his giant buster sword. With a quick movement he pulled the sword out in front of him. The man raised the blue sword and made a quick cut through Cloud's sword. He couldn't believe it! He watched as the blades met without a clang and molten steel formed as the blue blade traveled through his own. The upper half of Clouds blade crashed to the floor with a resounding bang. The man held his sword up to clouds throat. Cloud could not believe what had just happened! Cloud reached into his consciousness into his thunder mako stone. As a lightning bolt was being summoned, clouds already blurred vision got blurry again. Cloud looked down to see his hands begin to vanish. He looked up; the last thing he saw was the dark man.
Clouds period of blurredness was shorter lived this time. Eventually the blurs turned green and materialized as tree branches. Cloud's vision returned in entirety and he realized he was on his back looking up at the sky and at his side sat his broken sword. He gathered the pieces of the buster sword. "Dang, how am I ever going to get this sword repaired?" Cloud pondered out loud. He stood there for a minute and took in the climate. It was warm, moist, and tropical, though the trees looked slightly different than what Cloud was used to. He looked around and noticed ancient ruins that looked like temples, or at least what he would consider a temple. Who could know what they are in after this bizarre turn of events? Cloud hoisted the sword shards on his back and began to travel forward, hoping to find civilization.