Author's notes: This is my first time to write a Tifa/Seph story. I don't think that they make the best couple, but I decided to try my hand at writing a story involving these two characters in the middle of a final exam. Anyway, please read and review this story as it is my first attempt. I think I may have to change the rating to R because it does get rather violent towards the end, and for a couple of other reasons. This first chapter is from Tifa's narrative. There really isn't much romance/angst in this chapter, but there will be in later chapters. Enjoy!!
DISCLAIMER: Ah, now for the incessantly annoying, yet necessary disclaimers we all have come to love.*groans* 1. I don't own FFVII 2. I don't own anything that says Squaresoft on it. 3. If I did, I would be very rich.
Before you changed....
Fury...hatred. Pure fury and animosity had burned within those eyes. Sephiroth's eyes. What happened to him? Why was he so full of anger? So full of anger? What had plagued his childhood so immensely, that he had lost his insanity, tried to become a god, and destroy the planet? Did he finally snap? Or was he always insane? No, no...that couldn't be right. He was sane; and he did have feelings; the same feelings that any human being had. At least...he did once before. Before Nibelheim...
I believe it was then, during his mission, that he lost his sanity. Even though it had been five years, I still remember that day as though it were yesterday...
*flashback*
The sunlight streamed in through the thin blue curtains which hung over my window. I groaned and pulled my soft, warm cotton sheets over my head.
"Damn sunlight." I groaned. Sighing impatiently, I climbed out of my bed and stared blankly at my calender. I always checked my calender every morning, so I could see if I had anything planned for that day. I rubbed my tired eyes and tried to make them focus.
"Guide needed at 6:00 a.m. at base of Mt. Nibel" I mumbled the message to myself; not fully realizing how important it was. But then, it hit my like a sack of bricks. I sprang out of my bed, grabbing my alarm clock and staring at it. It was already 5:55a.m.
"Crap!" I said out loud. I flew towards my dresser, and grabbed the uniform that we guides were required to wear. I threw my thin t-shirt off, and hastily threw on my skirt, tank top, and vest. I slipped my boots on, and grabbed my hat. I took one last look at my alarm clock. I only had two more minutes. I ran out my door, flew down the stairs, and raced towards the base of the mountain. I stopped, and took one deep breath; I couldn't seem to stop panting. I took a look at my watch.
"6:01." I whispered to myself. I straightened my hair and slipped my hat on. There was still nobody here. I sighed and stared up at the mountains. Mt. Nibel wasn't just one mountain; it was a chain of mountains. A very small chain, I reminded myself. The blue sky and radiant sunshine gave the otherwise harsh, cold, intimidating mountains a softer, almost pleasant look. Somewhere in the distance, I could hear a hawk sound it's shrill cry as it raced from the mountains, towards the west.
I shifted my gaze towards the inn as four figures emerged from it. I couldn't help but truly noticing the figure who was shrouded in black. I couldn't tell what the other three looked like; they didn't stand out that much. But when they came closer, I felt my mouth open and my eyes widen as I realized who the figure in black was. It was General Sephiroth. Otherwise known as the Great Sephiroth.
He was probably a foot taller than I was. His waist-length silver hair sparkled in the morning sunlight. His beautiful aquamarine eyes held a gentle, intriguing glow. Long silver eyelashes brightened the color of his eyes. High cheekbones, a slightly long, slightly pointed nose, and a slender mouth gave him a look of nobility. He was dressed all in black, which made him look very serious. No smile graced his perfect, pristine face.
Thinking about what my own face must have looked like, I quickly gave him a friendly smile.
"Good morning Sir!" I said as cheerfully as I could. My heart pounded so loudly in my chest, that I wondered if he could hear it.
"Good morning." He replied softly; a small smile graced his face.
"Are you the guide?" He asked, almost pleasantly.
"Yes Sir I am." He merely nodded his head.
I watched as one rather eager citizen of the town raced towards us with a large, black camera in his hand. The two Shinra escorts and soldier quickly moved to one side as the man with the camera ran up to him.
"Mr. Sephiroth. Could I take your picture? Just as a memento. Please?" The man asked eagerly and nervously.
*Mr. Sephiroth?* I thought to myself. I nearly burst out with laughter. I could see the annoyance in Sephiroth's eyes as he turned around and nodded his head to the man.
"Tifa...and, uh, you...uh" He began.
"Zach." The young man with the spiky black hair replied. He reminded me of Cloud. I wondered why he wasn't here. After all, Cloud told me he made first class, so why wasn't he here? I prayed he wasn't hurt. After all, he was my best friend.
Zach and I walked towards Sephiroth and stood on either side of him. We both smiled, but the general didn't smile at all. After the man was finished taking the picture, Zach and I walked back to the places that we had been standing at before. I watched my father walk up to Sephiroth to speak with him about something.
"I'll give you each a copy once I get it developed!" The man who had taken our picture shouted to us. No one really paid attention to him. I noticed my father walk away, and just as I was about to let Sephiroth know that we could leave, my father put his hand on my shoulder.
"Tifa, you be careful out there. Those mountains are really dangerous. And so are the monsters. Just be careful, okay?"
"Don't worry Dad. I'll be fine. Besides, the soldiers are going to be with me, so don't worry. There's nothing for you to worry about Dad. I promise. I'll be fine." My father hugged me and told me good bye and left.
"May we get started now?" Sephiroth asked patiently.
"Of course. Follow me." I said. I walked up the small hill that was beside the Shinra mansion. I could hear the soldiers following me. Every now and then, I looked over my shoulder to make sure that they were still behind me. The paths within the mountains twisted sharply. Anyone who ran through these mountains was sure to die; if they weren't careful. Looking at the old bridge that was ahead of us, I began to walk across it. It creaked under our weight. The bridge had never done that before.
Just as I was about to tell them to be careful, I heard a snapping sound, and was flung backwards. The bridge had broken. I heard someone scream. I grabbed the nearest piece of rope and shut my eyes as I felt the bridge slam into the boulder. I opened my eyes and looked around for everyone else. They all seemed to be there. I quickly scanned the ground for the one man who was gone. I couldn't find him anywhere. Assuming he had fallen, I gave up looking for him.
Sephiroth was the only person closest to the top. He climbed up and extended his hand to me. I gratefully grabbed his hand as he pulled me up. Once I was up, Zach and the other escort climbed up.
I rubbed my head, trying to clear my vision. I looked at my fingertips, noticing the blood. It was only a small cut, and I hid it with my hair. But it was difficult to keep it covered because the wind blew fiercely. My hair billowed around me as though it were a cape, but I ignored it.
"Is everyone alright?" I asked. I received mumbled yes'.
"Well, everyone seems to be here. Oh, Sephiroth, it seems as though someone is missing."
Author's notes: And that's the end of chapter one. I know there isn't really any romance yet, but there will be. I already have most of chapter two written, so it'll hopefully be out soon. Please write a review, I'd greatly appreciate it. Hope you enjoyed the chapter!!!
DISCLAIMER: Ah, now for the incessantly annoying, yet necessary disclaimers we all have come to love.*groans* 1. I don't own FFVII 2. I don't own anything that says Squaresoft on it. 3. If I did, I would be very rich.
Before you changed....
Fury...hatred. Pure fury and animosity had burned within those eyes. Sephiroth's eyes. What happened to him? Why was he so full of anger? So full of anger? What had plagued his childhood so immensely, that he had lost his insanity, tried to become a god, and destroy the planet? Did he finally snap? Or was he always insane? No, no...that couldn't be right. He was sane; and he did have feelings; the same feelings that any human being had. At least...he did once before. Before Nibelheim...
I believe it was then, during his mission, that he lost his sanity. Even though it had been five years, I still remember that day as though it were yesterday...
*flashback*
The sunlight streamed in through the thin blue curtains which hung over my window. I groaned and pulled my soft, warm cotton sheets over my head.
"Damn sunlight." I groaned. Sighing impatiently, I climbed out of my bed and stared blankly at my calender. I always checked my calender every morning, so I could see if I had anything planned for that day. I rubbed my tired eyes and tried to make them focus.
"Guide needed at 6:00 a.m. at base of Mt. Nibel" I mumbled the message to myself; not fully realizing how important it was. But then, it hit my like a sack of bricks. I sprang out of my bed, grabbing my alarm clock and staring at it. It was already 5:55a.m.
"Crap!" I said out loud. I flew towards my dresser, and grabbed the uniform that we guides were required to wear. I threw my thin t-shirt off, and hastily threw on my skirt, tank top, and vest. I slipped my boots on, and grabbed my hat. I took one last look at my alarm clock. I only had two more minutes. I ran out my door, flew down the stairs, and raced towards the base of the mountain. I stopped, and took one deep breath; I couldn't seem to stop panting. I took a look at my watch.
"6:01." I whispered to myself. I straightened my hair and slipped my hat on. There was still nobody here. I sighed and stared up at the mountains. Mt. Nibel wasn't just one mountain; it was a chain of mountains. A very small chain, I reminded myself. The blue sky and radiant sunshine gave the otherwise harsh, cold, intimidating mountains a softer, almost pleasant look. Somewhere in the distance, I could hear a hawk sound it's shrill cry as it raced from the mountains, towards the west.
I shifted my gaze towards the inn as four figures emerged from it. I couldn't help but truly noticing the figure who was shrouded in black. I couldn't tell what the other three looked like; they didn't stand out that much. But when they came closer, I felt my mouth open and my eyes widen as I realized who the figure in black was. It was General Sephiroth. Otherwise known as the Great Sephiroth.
He was probably a foot taller than I was. His waist-length silver hair sparkled in the morning sunlight. His beautiful aquamarine eyes held a gentle, intriguing glow. Long silver eyelashes brightened the color of his eyes. High cheekbones, a slightly long, slightly pointed nose, and a slender mouth gave him a look of nobility. He was dressed all in black, which made him look very serious. No smile graced his perfect, pristine face.
Thinking about what my own face must have looked like, I quickly gave him a friendly smile.
"Good morning Sir!" I said as cheerfully as I could. My heart pounded so loudly in my chest, that I wondered if he could hear it.
"Good morning." He replied softly; a small smile graced his face.
"Are you the guide?" He asked, almost pleasantly.
"Yes Sir I am." He merely nodded his head.
I watched as one rather eager citizen of the town raced towards us with a large, black camera in his hand. The two Shinra escorts and soldier quickly moved to one side as the man with the camera ran up to him.
"Mr. Sephiroth. Could I take your picture? Just as a memento. Please?" The man asked eagerly and nervously.
*Mr. Sephiroth?* I thought to myself. I nearly burst out with laughter. I could see the annoyance in Sephiroth's eyes as he turned around and nodded his head to the man.
"Tifa...and, uh, you...uh" He began.
"Zach." The young man with the spiky black hair replied. He reminded me of Cloud. I wondered why he wasn't here. After all, Cloud told me he made first class, so why wasn't he here? I prayed he wasn't hurt. After all, he was my best friend.
Zach and I walked towards Sephiroth and stood on either side of him. We both smiled, but the general didn't smile at all. After the man was finished taking the picture, Zach and I walked back to the places that we had been standing at before. I watched my father walk up to Sephiroth to speak with him about something.
"I'll give you each a copy once I get it developed!" The man who had taken our picture shouted to us. No one really paid attention to him. I noticed my father walk away, and just as I was about to let Sephiroth know that we could leave, my father put his hand on my shoulder.
"Tifa, you be careful out there. Those mountains are really dangerous. And so are the monsters. Just be careful, okay?"
"Don't worry Dad. I'll be fine. Besides, the soldiers are going to be with me, so don't worry. There's nothing for you to worry about Dad. I promise. I'll be fine." My father hugged me and told me good bye and left.
"May we get started now?" Sephiroth asked patiently.
"Of course. Follow me." I said. I walked up the small hill that was beside the Shinra mansion. I could hear the soldiers following me. Every now and then, I looked over my shoulder to make sure that they were still behind me. The paths within the mountains twisted sharply. Anyone who ran through these mountains was sure to die; if they weren't careful. Looking at the old bridge that was ahead of us, I began to walk across it. It creaked under our weight. The bridge had never done that before.
Just as I was about to tell them to be careful, I heard a snapping sound, and was flung backwards. The bridge had broken. I heard someone scream. I grabbed the nearest piece of rope and shut my eyes as I felt the bridge slam into the boulder. I opened my eyes and looked around for everyone else. They all seemed to be there. I quickly scanned the ground for the one man who was gone. I couldn't find him anywhere. Assuming he had fallen, I gave up looking for him.
Sephiroth was the only person closest to the top. He climbed up and extended his hand to me. I gratefully grabbed his hand as he pulled me up. Once I was up, Zach and the other escort climbed up.
I rubbed my head, trying to clear my vision. I looked at my fingertips, noticing the blood. It was only a small cut, and I hid it with my hair. But it was difficult to keep it covered because the wind blew fiercely. My hair billowed around me as though it were a cape, but I ignored it.
"Is everyone alright?" I asked. I received mumbled yes'.
"Well, everyone seems to be here. Oh, Sephiroth, it seems as though someone is missing."
Author's notes: And that's the end of chapter one. I know there isn't really any romance yet, but there will be. I already have most of chapter two written, so it'll hopefully be out soon. Please write a review, I'd greatly appreciate it. Hope you enjoyed the chapter!!!