Regen
Summary: The war against Sephiroth was lost, and the heros killed. The Cetra, not happy with this out come, change the past. Sephiroth/Cloud.
Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy VII. However, my friends and I are trying to recreate Shin-Ra and take over the world. I'll let you know if we succeed.
Prologue- Rain
a battle. magic whirling around. the strike of a sword once. dodge. expect the sidestroke. duck. a shout. Regen. a pulsing heal. don't look at me.
Reincarnation was not something that was new to her. Wutai believed in that, it was what she had grown up on her whole life. Of course, Wutai had also believed in the life of the warrior, and bringing honor to the gods and the leader of Wutai. That had turned over, after they had been defeated by Shin-Ra. Tourism had become income, so instead of being proud people depending only on themselves, they had started depending on the rest if the world. So it was only really common sense that if Wutai had gone backwards then their beliefs had too.
The funny thing was that she had always figured that if she would be reincarnated she would have forgotten her past life. Maybe that was a side effect of backwards reincarnation. Maybe, because it wasn't really a past life she could remember it. Was it even remembering/ After all, there was nothing 're' about it. It had never happened. Maybe it never would, and she was just an insane fourteen year old girl who 'remembered' this world's hero as this world's evil demi god. Or because she thought that in a past life she was the 'little lady' of Wutai, when really she was just one more child that was living in the horror that was Midgar.
What she missed the most was rain. Rain, rain, rain. Beautiful, pure rain. Leviathan's gift to the land goers, or according to some, his tears at the fact that his people had lost their fins, and had forgotten the beauty of their under water homes. Well if the beautiful, pure rain in Wutai was Leviathan's sadness, then the rain here in Midgar was Leviathan's anger at the way we treated the planet, and how that in turn effected his oceans.
Of course none of this was ever mentioned aloud. Her parents, so determined to love he, already thought she was crazy because of all the things she premembered. After all, how could their daughter remember the legends and weather of Wutai, that this war had made them try so hard to forget, when no one had ever told her?
So the only time she bothered to premember was at times like these, when she had woken up from a dream in the middle of the night, after fighting an all powerful foe, whose face was always blocked by a flash of steel, a flurry of black leather, a flutter of black feathers, and a curtain of silver hair, and it always, always ended up with bodies littered around, blue eyes glowing, and the feeling of thin steel starting through her back.
Thinking of glowing eyes, and the sleepless night ahead, Yuffie looked out her window as the filthy rain of Midgar slid down the glass, and drenched the rest of the city.