Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy 7 any of it's characters and/or references.

This fic is a SephirothxTifa pairing, it's my first time attempting such a pair, this is the first chapter kinda short but the chapters will get longer. This fic is also dedicated to Amaranthos...

Fall of Angels

Chapter 1:

…Serenity…

It was nearly impossibly to make out anything in the night on the open wilderness plain, only an abandoned cathedral can be seen, and that was barely noticeable, it gave off a faint glow from inside that would attract any near travelers. The wind rustled against the trees violently and howled in the light of the full moon.

Within this cathedral a single figure lay asleep, he sat near the altar, his head leaning up on the broken down altar and sitting on the step below it. Many of the pews were broken and worn away, the red carpet was torn and dirty, however the grey walls despite having countless cracks held firm. The windows were cracked also but had intricate designs on them displaying religious motifs and characters.

Silently the lone figure slept, undisturbed even when the crack of thunder broke the humming silence, rain followed soon after, tiny droplets hit against the stone monument, and against the cracked windows also. Also propped up next to the male figure was a thin curved sword, still hidden in it's sheathe. The man had long silver hair that fell behind him and onto the floor where he sat. He wore a dark ragged cloak over his body but by his feet military issue boots were visible.

Outside the abandoned cathedral alien shuffling sounds were introduced, the sounds of dozen's of soldiers trotting through the grass was heard, their shadows were cast around the small abandoned Cathedral. Slipping out from behind their camouflage, one military officer stood in front the cathedral.

Dressed in a black military uniform and a visor over his head stepped forward, he took out his radio from his belt.

"Report?" He asked.

"All exits are covered, all units in position, awaiting confirmation of target," A male voice said over the radio.

"Proceed in groups of four, do not converge until ordered," the man officer ordered over the radio.

"Roger that, commander," The voice replied.

There was brief static before the radio went silent. From behind the commander a larger figure came out, not dressed like the other soldiers nor carrying automatic weapons. He had black spiky hair, with clear blue eyes and wore a navy blue t-shirt tucked into his even darker blue pants that were in turn tucked into his military issue boots. He had a metal shoulder guard on one shoulder and a single edged sword as large as him on his back.

"Zack," The commander said addressing the arrival as he approached from behind.

"Sephiroth seems you've gotten yourself in quite a pickle here," Zack mused to himself.

The commander turned and saluted his superior, "Sir all units are in place, awaiting order to converge on the target."

"That won't be necessary," Zack replied, "I prefer to have this resolved with as little violence as possible, I'll go talk to him myself."

The full moon was no longer visible as thick dark rain clouds enveloped the night sky cutting out the only illumination the night had, is was almost pitch black and impossible to see one's own hand in the darkness, but fortunately the light that shone out from the cathedral were able to keep the night from being it's natural dark. The rain that fell drenched both men, even the soldiers that were hidden were becoming soaked, rain drops gathered at the edges of leaves where they dropped to the earth when they grew too heavy, the strong winds combined with the heavy rainfall now made visibility difficult, but the light from within the cathedral was still plain so that all were able to see it clearly.

"Sir, I must protest, it's much too dangerous, give us the order to converge…." The commander began but was cut short by Zack placing his hand on his shoulder and giving him a reassuring grin.

"It'll be fine," Zack said then walked forward towards the cathedral entrance.

Slowly he pushed the large wooden doors and entered into the silent cathedral, his wet clothes leaked onto the floor leaving a trail wherever he went but despite this he showed no signs of discomfort. The cathedral was also different from outside, regardless of being abandoned, it held an air of reverence within in, and drowned out all noises with an eerie silence. A stark contrast from outside where the sound of the thunderstorm was echoing throughout the landscape.

As soon as the door opened the figure lying asleep immediately opened his eyes. Slowly he rose to his feet and turned his eyes to the origin of the disturbance that disrupted his slumber. The silver-haired male was as tall as Zack with the same solid build. His long silver hair reaching down to his knees, long bangs on either side of his face that made him appear ethereal. His eyes were feline with his pupils like slits and a green ring around them.

"Zack," He spoke in a calm voice.

Picking up his katana from beside him he stepped into the isle, both men took a few steps forward.

"I figured Shinra would send you," He said a little remorseful.

"Sephiroth, would you care to explain what's going on?" Zack questioned, "Why were we ordered to hunt you down?"

Sephiroth turned away from Zack, "Go home Zack, you wouldn't believe me if I told you."

"Unfortunately, I've been ordered to bring you back, dead or alive," Zack replied.

The sound of the raindrops hitting against the cracked windows of the abandoned cathedral were now beginning to reach the ear of the occupants within the room.

"Go home Zack," Sephiroth replied frustrated.

"Sephiroth, tell me why?" Zack pleaded taking a step forward.

"Zack if you still insist of carrying out you mission, then I'll be forced to engage you as an enemy," Sephiroth told his companion.

Zack sighed sadly and lowered his gaze to the floor, but as he did this his eyes became resurrected with his previous resolve "You're not the same Sephiroth I once knew!" Zack retorted, his hand going up to grip the long red handle of his buster sword.

Sephiroth turned to face his former companion and gripped the handle of his katana, there was a brief flash of lightening that lit up outside, shortly followed by the roar of thunder, both men brought their swords forward to face each other as the thunder bellowed. As they both did this however and stood facing each other in the isle at the center of the church the rows of windows that stood lined up on both sides of the walls of the church instantly exploded into thousands to tiny glass fragments.

To Be Continued…

Well that's the 1st chapter, how was it? Don't worry it'll get better, remember while reviews are not necessary they are appreciated, especially when they point out flaws. Till next time all...