Cloud vs. Squall
The dark clouds rumbled overhead, bringing down an onslaught of freezing rain, drowning the earth below. Two weapons, a massive sword and gunblade, clashed together in sync with the thunder and lightning that roared in the sky's around them. Cloud and Squall's soaked hair thrashed about madly in the rain and wind.
Cloud leapt back, and freed his right hand from the grasp of his sword, raising it towards Squall. Fire erupted around his tight fist, licking at his gloves and pulsing with immense power. The flames leapt into the air, striking Squall in the chest, and setting his jacket aflame.
Squall tore off the blazing coat and thrust it into the mud. His shirt underneath was instantly soaked as he took up his blade again. He charged towards Cloud, teeth bared with rage, and temple throbbing. He gripped the gunblade's handle tightly, whitening his knuckles as the mud splashed his boots that pounded into the ground with enough force to scare away an enraged bull.
Cloud imitated his moves, though his own grace and power was different than Squalls. He heaved the massive blade above his head, and the weapon's once again clashed with rage. Both men showed great strength, their strikes were fast and accurate. No one could come between them in this moment of power.
The giant sword flew horizontally through the air, narrowly avoiding Squall's calves as he leapt up onto the sword and flung his gunblade towards Cloud's neck. But he lost balance and tumbled to the ground as Cloud loosened his grip on his weapon.
From the mud, Squall kicked at Cloud's legs, toppling the golden haired man into the mud with him. Cloud rolled over, catching his shirt on an upturned stick, and shredding it to pieces as Squall's blade carved a new line in the place he had lye.
They both gathered up their weapons and jumped to their feet, only a few yards away from each other. Both smirked. Squall swung his gunblade around, then sheathed it as a golden aura began to emanate from his body.
The skies seamed to part, as Bahumut flew down below, gliding above the ground with such force, the ground trembled and the trees tore themselves up from their roots. The mighty beast floated to Squalls side, and perched itself beside him, narrowing it's eyes at Cloud.
"…" Cloud's smirk never went away, as he stood back. A green aura erupted from his body, Darkness covered the ground, a massive chain flew down into the hole, and dragged from the pits of its hell, Anima…
"Wait juth a minute! Anima, ith the aeon in Final Fantathy ten…you cannot thimply pull him from ten and athume Cloud, who ith from Final Fantathy THEVEN can thummon him!"
"But it's MY fanfic!"
"That may be, but not only that, their thirth are torn off…"
"So?"
"Thith ith totally unrealithtic. If you're going to make a fic, make it rethonable!"
"…"
THE END