I held her lifeless body in my arms. I couldn't believe it. I never
imagined it and now it came. I saw it all and I did nothing. The memory
still fresh in my mind. I still remember the way she was praying the
feeling over coming and controlling me, to kill her. I just thank the stars
that the group stopped me before I did it. But it still didn't help. He
still came and stabbed with his long, white lustrous sword from behind.
Sephiroth, that bastard!
"What you pursue will be yours. But you will lose something dear." Cait Sith was right. What you pursue will be yours. We were going for the Black Materia we got it for a while until Sephiroth came. But you will lose something dear. More like someone dear. Again, Cait Sith you were right. I lost Aerith.
I leaned her against the cool wall and let the group talk to her and cry over her. While, I stood and I watched I remember back when I first met her.
I feel through the roof of her church. Thank God the flowers softened my fall. It hurt but I didn't show it. When I opened my eyes there I met the girl I met about a couple of days ago when I blew up Mako Reactor No. 1. I remember the way she offered me the flower and the way I accepted it. I promised to be her bodyguard and I saved her when Reno and his lackeys came to harass her. Then, we went on that date at the Gold Saucer. Too bad it was only one date. I guess it was fun while it lasted. The play we got to star in and the ride.
I still look on as everyone comes and goings giving her their respects. Tifa runs off crying over her friend and I find myself holding Yuffie while she sobs over her then walks away. Everyone's now waiting at the bottom of the stairs waiting for me.
I slowly make my way towards her and kneel beside her. I lay my hand on her cheek feeling her once warm soft skin that is now cold. I lean down and gently kiss her cold forehead. My eyes start to burn again. My stomach turning. My fingers tingling. Every feeling returning to me just like before, when I caught her when she was falling, and held her now dead body in my arms. With Sephiroth standing there mocking me. Never again will I hear her cry, laugh, or talk. Never again will I see her face when she was angry, sad, and happy. Never. Never again will I very see her expressions about things.
I brush my fingers over her face. I try not to cry. I can't let the others see I can. I single tear escapes my eye splashing on her face. I wipe the tear away hiding the evidence on her face. I kneel for several minutes looking at her face still trying not to cry. I look at her and notice the ribbon that held her hair was missing. I look around and find it lying on the ground. I pick it up and put in my pocket. I finally pick up again and bring her down the stairs.
Everyone's standing at the edge of the small lake. All of their eyes on me watching as I carry the body of the Last Ancient to the lake. I slowly let go of her but not wanting too. Again the strange yet familiar feelings return. I don't want to let go of her but I knew I had too. I swallow the lump in my throat watching as she slowly decended to the bottom of the lake. It's not fair. How could someone kill a person like her? She didn't do anything wrong. She was perfect. She was like an angel from above and then a demon came and stole her wings and left her to die.
I turn around facing the others, still in the lake.
"We should get some rest." I said to them.
I walk out of the lake and pretend nothing happened and make my way towards the small house in the City of Ancients that we took safety in. The others soon come following behind. Some of them try to speak to me but I don't reply or give notice to them. I just continue to walk. I don't feel like talking. Through I think I should.
I lay down in my bed. Everyone is now asleep accepting me. I'm here just staring at the ceiling. Thoughts still race through me. Memories still go by. I reach in my pocket and pull out the silk, pink ribbon that was in Aerith's hair. It seemed to give me some comfort in this but not much. I still can't believe that she's gone but I know I have to accept it.
Damn you, Sephiroth! You fucking bastard, you killed Aerith and I swear you'll pay for it!
Well, what do you think? Please tell me.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters. They belong to SquareSoft. Don't sue me.
"What you pursue will be yours. But you will lose something dear." Cait Sith was right. What you pursue will be yours. We were going for the Black Materia we got it for a while until Sephiroth came. But you will lose something dear. More like someone dear. Again, Cait Sith you were right. I lost Aerith.
I leaned her against the cool wall and let the group talk to her and cry over her. While, I stood and I watched I remember back when I first met her.
I feel through the roof of her church. Thank God the flowers softened my fall. It hurt but I didn't show it. When I opened my eyes there I met the girl I met about a couple of days ago when I blew up Mako Reactor No. 1. I remember the way she offered me the flower and the way I accepted it. I promised to be her bodyguard and I saved her when Reno and his lackeys came to harass her. Then, we went on that date at the Gold Saucer. Too bad it was only one date. I guess it was fun while it lasted. The play we got to star in and the ride.
I still look on as everyone comes and goings giving her their respects. Tifa runs off crying over her friend and I find myself holding Yuffie while she sobs over her then walks away. Everyone's now waiting at the bottom of the stairs waiting for me.
I slowly make my way towards her and kneel beside her. I lay my hand on her cheek feeling her once warm soft skin that is now cold. I lean down and gently kiss her cold forehead. My eyes start to burn again. My stomach turning. My fingers tingling. Every feeling returning to me just like before, when I caught her when she was falling, and held her now dead body in my arms. With Sephiroth standing there mocking me. Never again will I hear her cry, laugh, or talk. Never again will I see her face when she was angry, sad, and happy. Never. Never again will I very see her expressions about things.
I brush my fingers over her face. I try not to cry. I can't let the others see I can. I single tear escapes my eye splashing on her face. I wipe the tear away hiding the evidence on her face. I kneel for several minutes looking at her face still trying not to cry. I look at her and notice the ribbon that held her hair was missing. I look around and find it lying on the ground. I pick it up and put in my pocket. I finally pick up again and bring her down the stairs.
Everyone's standing at the edge of the small lake. All of their eyes on me watching as I carry the body of the Last Ancient to the lake. I slowly let go of her but not wanting too. Again the strange yet familiar feelings return. I don't want to let go of her but I knew I had too. I swallow the lump in my throat watching as she slowly decended to the bottom of the lake. It's not fair. How could someone kill a person like her? She didn't do anything wrong. She was perfect. She was like an angel from above and then a demon came and stole her wings and left her to die.
I turn around facing the others, still in the lake.
"We should get some rest." I said to them.
I walk out of the lake and pretend nothing happened and make my way towards the small house in the City of Ancients that we took safety in. The others soon come following behind. Some of them try to speak to me but I don't reply or give notice to them. I just continue to walk. I don't feel like talking. Through I think I should.
I lay down in my bed. Everyone is now asleep accepting me. I'm here just staring at the ceiling. Thoughts still race through me. Memories still go by. I reach in my pocket and pull out the silk, pink ribbon that was in Aerith's hair. It seemed to give me some comfort in this but not much. I still can't believe that she's gone but I know I have to accept it.
Damn you, Sephiroth! You fucking bastard, you killed Aerith and I swear you'll pay for it!
Well, what do you think? Please tell me.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters. They belong to SquareSoft. Don't sue me.
