Author's Note: I've taken several liberties to tie in these two worlds. I love them both and if I stick to canon on either side, this crossover wouldn't be possible. So I have taken Luke out of the skies and given Cloud nothing to rely on. You'll see other characters eventually. This is a non-yoai fic. If a pairing happens it will likely be LeiaxHan and CloudxTifa. I might consider others, I just haven't decided on it yet. Also, every chapter will be less than 500 words because they will be written on the nice and handy app that FFNet has produced. :)

Chapter 1

Luke Skywalker would never have suspected that one slight choice could ruin everything. A change of agenda, the search for a new base, the Empire hot on their tail. Darth Vader did not rest in his hunt for those with Force Sensitivity. The men and women who had come before him were faceless, but that didn't mean he didn't feel for them.

Stumbling forward, Luke slid across the broken desert terrain and looked up at the monolithic tomb of a city. The Alliance had thought the Planet would be a good place to scout for a base. Luke had been sent ahead for that express purpose when I behemoth of a monster had taken his X-wing out of the sky.

Just twelve hours ago, he had been expecting a world to shelter his people and comrades. Now, he wondered why the Death Star crew hadn't focused it's tests here. Shivering under the rapid whispers of things he couldn't identify, Luke began to make a swift run towards the city. He got perhaps thirty feet before another large monster rose out of the water and aimed it's maw at the tower in the center.

It was Alderaan all over Force warned him, even as he threw his body facedown in the dust. Something rose up shortly after that and whispered to the Jedi that he was safe.

Hours passed by as he stared in horror at the destruction simple monsters executed upon a city he didn't even know the name. For whatever reasons, Luke wondered what the Empire would have done if they'd been faced with the monsters of this Planet?

Strife tumbled across the gravel as boots scrambled to find purchase against the rocks that gave beneath his feet. The Sephiroth Clone smiled darkly at the Soldier and aimed his weapon at the diminutive blond once more. Green eyes flashed bright as the Mako burned around them. Fighting him, he was always fighting against the son of Jenova. Aerith's body had been cold in his arms only matched by the warmth of Tifa. Back and forth he matched his opponent. The Buster Sword rang with power as he brought his arms down and unleashed Braver...

Sephiroth's Clone dodged. Rolling to the left as Cloud scrambled for an escape only to find himself once more impeded by the jagged grey rocks. A sharp piece of stone cut his cheek, his blood oozing slightly green as he glared at the Clone over the edge of his blade. He was the last SOLDIER of Shin-ra. Everyone else... they were dead. Zack, the man who had taught him what he could before he died to the Infantry that fall had given him his Legacy. He'd made Cloud Strife promise to live. It was with some surprise that the blond found a glowing blade brought between them and a slight youth about his age push between him and the silver haired General.

"I'm Luke." the stranger introduced himself, doing something with his hands and pushing the clone back towards the gaping wound in the Planet's surface. "I'd say I was here to rescue you, but that seems a bit... off putting."

Cloud's glowing eyes narrowed slightly before he brought his Buster Sword into a guarded grip on his left side. "Cloud." he responded. "Let's finish this and then we can talk."