Disclaimer like all other stories I write almost none of the characters belong to me and all the rights of those who dont belong to their respective owners. That said shut up and read, just kidding lemme know if im getting somewhere.
Authors pre note.
Death is just one of those ill informed facts of life. No one really knows what happens when you die but most assume that you go to heaven or hell or limbo or just become worm food if you will. In this story some of the characters from various places will discover that not everything is like you hear it.
Cloud strife the hero of meteor fall will discover first hand what happens when you die.
However it isnt just he who will discover the strange but weird truth about the afterlife. Note for all you who follow most of my prior writing it deals largely with the space time continum in which case this is more less a kind of twist to my original themes.
:plot summerizer:
on the ff7 side. A mysterious illness is plaguing the land and all of humanity is dying. In a last ditch effort of valience cloud will discover the cure but it will inevitably be his end. But death sometimes is only the begginging.
On the soul eater side. Maka is sensing something changing. Her power to sense and see enemy souls has increased and a new student at the dwma only serves to push the thoughts of something sinister in the air forward. The new student is weak and has no weapon which can possibly bond with them. How on earth will this affect matters. Read and rev.
authors plot note. :for those who have read bright eyes I will again use a specific character who I think made a big splash for the series as the indomidable drifter. Obviously this charcter isnt the same so dont flame me for the lack of a creative third party name please. Thank you and ciao.:
ch 1. plauge :this cant be the end.:
he felt like deja vu wouldnt be adiquate enough to discribe the feeling he was getting. It wasnt just a sense of familiarity, he had litterally lived this all before. The same problem the same enemy and the same needless fighting.
however when it was geostigma he had no problem telling everyone else to leave him be. But now he didnt have a choice. He had been confined to a wheelchair. A state of great distress for the warrior of many blades. He couldnt move his legs hardly at all. Whatever sickness had come had come with a sense of purpose.
others had fallen first. First reeve whos lack of fighters prowess limited his endurance to the fever, then the children who were too young to cope with such a terrible sickness. Then shelke who's mako limited biology had appearently stunted her imune system. Barret was next proving that size indefinetly did not matter. Cid hadnt yet contracted it and for most intents it seemed he wouldnt. Tifa had been bed ridden however forcing the pilot to drop his flight career to tend to cloud and the barmaid.
Yuffie seemed to fight it for weeks, in and out of an almost comatose state. Her ninja's training seemed to give her an ample amount of imunity to this virus they had come to affectionately name 'harbinger'. However it was only a matter of time and strain. The fever hadnt killed her and it didnt attack her nervous system as it did clouds however eventually it attacked her organs and she out of either arogance or sheer will continued to aid cid until she strained to hard. Her vitals had been shutting down one by one up until that point and the collective strain on her body caused several major arteries and blood vessles to burst leaving the once lively ninja as dead as the rest of the dwindeling crew of avalanche.
"cid... I really dont like this... you havent heard from vincent have you?" It had been months since barrets death had taken hold of cloud and in the large mans absence cloud took up studying the sickness for himself. "if yuffie didnt make it... I dont think I will much longer." three days after the ninjas death cloud had begun running tests and had to his perspective seemed to have found a way to at least slow it down. But it was too late for yuffie and cloud feared he would not find a cure before himself or tifa had died.
"look spikes if vince was sick we'd know. Youre who im worried about you chocobos ass. No news is good news for him. But you. Youre gona wind up like yuffie. Stop straining yourself..." a gasp from upstairs beconed cid to make haste to tifas room.
"cid... cid! Whats happening!" his confinement be damned cloud had no other options but to worry over his childhood friend from the lower levles of the bar turned science lab.
It was several minutes and cid screaming tifas name as if she werent there before he slowly made an appearance. The look on his face told cloud that he had run out of time.
"cid... how is she" the crippled swordsman was worried but he felt a sense of calm regardless of the impending doom that hung in the air.
the pilot broke at that. Cloud had never seen the man shed a tear. Even after shera had passed he never saw the man cry until then. "she's gone spikey... teef's gone...she didnt make it." it wasnt a dramatic waterfall but the single tear in the mans eyes spoke the greife of all that he had lost.
"cid..."
"im sorry cloud... I tried... damnit I tried... she just... left..." the man lit a cigaret and bowed his head letting the tears fall to the hard wood floor beneath. "shell be okay now though... she's with aerith... she aint gona hurt no more. I promise."
"cid..." cloud let a small tear form for the fighter but pushing his pain aside chose to put sorrow into action and resume his experiments. "get some rest cid... ive got some time left... but we need to hurry before the whole world gets this... I need your legs... so you need your strength... tifa wouldnt have wanted us to surrender... so we're not going to." it was at this cloud caught cid coughing.
He hadnt shown sighns of the sickness before but cloud thought that perhaps maybe it was contageous and watched cid with a horror like none other.
"its not what ya thinkg... spikes" the pilot recovered noticing cloud stare at the blood coming from the mans mouth.
"then what is it?"
"cancer... had it for a few years... doc said it was all the cigarrets... well... at least I wont be far behind you."
"bull shit... first im gona fix me... then we're gona fix you too... then ill find a way outa this damn chair... this cant be the end." either out of sheer luck or his lack of prior thinking a light went off in clouds head. "cid... sit still..." he watch cautiously as the pilot obeyed.
"whats up..." the man looked onward at the chairbound cloud with discomfort.
"damnit why didnt I think of that before?"
"thinka what?" the gruff man looked on in suspicion.
In the past few months since barrets demise cloud had come to belive that mako had held the answer to creating a cure but with almost everyone short of red who had bussied himself with the wro and cid who seemed to have now contracted cancer cloud had no simple hypothosis to draw forth a cure. The thought that perhaps cids biology wasnt the key but his habbit seemed stupid at best.
"cid... come'er" the look on his face told the pilot that gears were turning but with no solid base. "i need some blood."
"uh spikes... whats goin on in that punjee trap of a noggin of yours." the man was cautious to be certain.
"i think I just found our cure."
three days was all it took. Three non stop absolutely exhausting days. Seventy two hours of cloud fumbling around with computers and chimicals before his gears had ground to a slow but much appreciated halt.
"cid!" he shouted at the man from the other room. "cid!"
"im comin buddy" the man walked in holding a cup of coffee which he handed to clouds grateful albeit preoccupied form. "what ya find."
"its rediculous but... I think that if we fight fire with fire... or tar in this case... then this sickness can be halted."
"so smoke to live. Ha I told you it wasnt all bad" he laughed with dry humor.
"issue..."
"what"
"niccotine can stop the progress but wont revert the damage... the reason you havnt got its the realy stupid part."
"my ears are burnin spikes come on."
"your cancer saved your ass..." his eyes narrowed at the computer. "its not a virus..."
"whadaya mean?"
"its a parasite..."
"a worm?" the man sounded sceptical
"no... its a form of dna thats managed to go rogue... however where it originated is still a mystery... like a worm though it needs a healthy host... my bloods like a breeding ground for it. Add a little niccotine they go dormant... however when we add cancerous cells in the mix... the cancer... unbeliveably destroys it."
"wait you mean that..."
"fighting fire with fire... mako seems to be where it grows... which is why my body seems to both fight it off and breed it at the same time."
"so why'd it kill off the others."
"its intelegent enough to know not to kill its host if the host contains what it needs... no... maybe its because ive been exposed to so much of it... hard to tell. Enough mako concentrated on it will kill it... but that amount... well its not safe... even for me."
"so now what?"
"one last test... I need to collect cancer cells in order to see if we can fight fire with fire." his eyes took a deathly glare in them.
"love ya like a brother but I dont think youre that smart."
"its really easy... I get a few of yours... place them in my self. My body grows cancer... I amp it with mako and see if the results turn in my favor."
"first of spear head... we dont have that kind of equipment... second isnt that a dangerous idea? Mako bad... remember?"
"the wro has that kind of equipment... and we really dont have an option."
