Pawns of Prophecy

By Turtlerad17

Disclaimer: I don't own FF7 nor will I make any profit from this story.

Note: Pawns of Prophecy is the sequel, I repeat the SEQUEL to Children of Prophecy. If you have not already read CoP, read it NOW. You won't understand many things that will happen in this story if you don't.


Prolog

The pain had been terrible, it went beyond physical and had sent their very souls into spasms of agony. They had sacrificed their lives for an uncaring race and a planet that went to such lengths to bring them together. But in the end it had been worth it. All the pain, all the loneliness, the suffering, the intolerance, and the hatred that they endured just because they were different from all the other humans was nothing in comparison to the joy and love they found in each others arms. They had no reason, no motivation, for their gamble with their lives and the fate of a planet at the Northern Crater. The desperate and drastic risk that they had taken when summoning Holy in all rights should have failed. But it didn't, that's all that mattered.

What they never expected was to actually survive using the White Materia. By all accounts they should have perished in that blaze of energy, they had performed the summoning in full knowledge that it would take all their life-force to complete it. And perish they did, or at least their physical bodies did anyway. Somehow, in feeding their very souls into the White Materia to fuel the spell for summoning Holy, they were transformed. No longer did they have corporal bodies, but their souls still existed, enclosed in forms made entirely out of energy.

How it happened neither could figure out. Perhaps, it was a reward for willing to use their lives to save their planet and its people that hated them so. Or maybe it was the massive amounts of purifying energy that swirled around them as they delivered Holy to combat Meteor. They might never know, but regardless of the cause, they were together once more, this time for eternity, and that was all that mattered. And so in a blaze of glory, their old lives on their home world ended and their new existence traveling through the stars and exploring the wonders of the universe began.

Their travels were beyond anything they had ever imagined. They saw stars, planets and entire solar systems be created and be destroyed. They traveled into the center of the galaxy and saw the larger-than-life black hole that slowly drew everything around it into its core. They saw life begin, flourish, and wither on countless planets and saw numerous civilizations achieve technological marvels that stretched the very fabric of reality and allowed entire species to travel through space in comfort and ease. They thought that their wondrous and mystifying existence would continue that way for eternity.

They were wrong.

For it seemed that fate was not yet done with the two children of prophecy and destiny is loath to give up its favorite pawns. And as their dreamy, fantastic reality came crashing to a halt, a new plot, a new prophecy was unfolding. As the two transformed beings stared down upon an eerily and hauntingly familiar planet in disbelief, a sense of foreboding and trepidation over came them. They feared what lay on that planet's surface, intuitively knowing that nothing good was in store for them down there. And they were right to fear, for the events that unfolded soon after would easily shatter weaker souls than theirs.

They struggled against what they knew was unavoidable, to no avail. For the planet itself was drawing them in and they were helpless in the force of a planet's will. It and its children needed them, their very presence there would fulfill an ages old prophecy that had faded into legend. They had no choice in the matter, for they were the children of prophecy, the pawns of fate, and will serve their part in the destiny of this planet, like it or not.


Short chappie, I know. But it is the prolog after all. It is meant to be nothing more than an introduction and a teaser. If any of you haven't figured it out yet, Pawns of Prophecy is the sequel to Children of Prophecy, though I can easily imagine many of you asking "How can there be a sequel when Aeris and Sephiroth died in the last story?"

If you are one of those people, take a look at the last few paragraphs of Ch.10 of CoP, that might give you a clue (although I think that the prolog does that as well).

Unfortunately, inspiration for this story chose to strike me at a very inopportune time: Finals Week. So don't expect an update till this weekend at the earliest.

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