A fanfic of Aeris and Sephiroth do enjoy it. More chapters to be up and running soon. And I do not own these Characters at all, this is fictional.
Something we all need… Hope…
Chapter 1
The Air was cold, so very cold…
Brilliant green swirls whirled around her delicate frame. Contained in the safety of the lifestream, even with the coldness it wasn't wholly unpleasant, it was the kind of cold that's soothing on a stuffy hot summer days, calming.
She hadn't opened her eyes, nor has she made any attempt at doing so. So calm and at peace, if she opened her eyes then it would go and the message from the prayers of the planet would have to be obeyed.
(Awaken and find peace… Awaken and find the heart that needs healing… Find truth….)
Sorrow filled her heart, she did not want to leave this place of tranquillity, but then to also ignore the pleas of the very thing she had died to protect would be unjust and cruel.
"I must go back, he is there. Peace must be made. I will go."
Slowly her eyes opened and the swirls stopped, the greenness left and darkness swallowed her, pulling her away from the only place that was home.
(Daughter…. Daughter of Ilfana… Daughter of the Planet… A gift and… A curse… Return to the World….)
Her head swam and she closed her eyes as the dizziness swamped her senses, a sudden urge to be sick washed over her, and then the pain… Searing hot pain… Burning and then nothing… Gritting her teeth she opened her eyes cautiously and then sat up with a gasp escaping her lips. It was the Forgotten city… She died here and now she was on top of an alter that was floating directly over where Cloud had buried her…
"I'm here…"
Tears welled up in her eyes, just how long had she been here?
(4 years… And yet you are unchanged…)
She wouldn't have said unchanged, a dull throb had started since she had awakened, exactly in the same spot of the wound that had been inflicted on her. She looked down at herself, a diamond shaped hole was at the front of her dress and as had no doubt that an identical hole would be at the back of her jacket and dress. Tentatively she poked a finger through the hole of the fabric and to her relief her skin was whole, but sadness crept into her, the wound had healed, but it had healed into a bumpy scar the kind that burns victims suffer.
"It's only a scar…
(No… it's… a….)
Looking around alarmed at the sudden silence that now surrounded her, complete and utter silence… The only time that has happened was then…
The solemn figure watched her rise, had waited for her return. He had awoken a year before, wondering the world without so much as a clue to who he was. Just a drive, and an urge to get to this place and wait, he didn't even understand how he knew where to go. All that he could remember was climbing out of the crater that he could only assume that he was locked away in. But then there was the uncontrollable rage that boiled within, and also the annoyance at the scar that travelled from his left shoulder to his right hip.
When he had arrived at the Forgotten city he saw the stone alter floating on the water and looked in awe at the green swirls encasing a women, a young women he was certain he knew. The auburn long hair, the red denim jacket and pink dress all seemed familiar. Pity entered him. Why pity? He didn't remember her…
It had taken a long month of waiting for her to wake up and when she had and their eyes finally met he saw the terror in her eyes, pure fear… And then the images flashed in his minds' eye… Pain ripped through his brain… Her kneeling, the feel of the air rushing past him and… Muramasume. Blackness en-crouched his vision and sickness took hold.
He had been a puppet, not that simpering fool Cloud. He had lost his General status and been reduced to a mere foot soilder.
When he had come to his senses again she was before him, soaking wet and holding onto his shoulders trying to support him. Worry and caution showed in her delicate features… He must have fallen when the memories had started… But why was she helping him?
"Sephiroth… What happened?"
Aeris felt the throb grow more demanding when she saw him collapse. She dived into the water swimming towards him…
(I'm nutts. I'm going to help my murderer)
As she emerged from the water and walked towards him the pain on his face tugged at her heart strings. She knelt then and lifted him up that he was kneeling, the effort to push him up strained her muscles greatly and she gritted her teeth hard as she eased him up. But when she caught his eyes open and looking at her she saw bewilderment in his eyes.
Realisation must have hit him because the next thing she knew his features had darkened and hissed between his gritted teeth
"Get. Away. From. Me."
With fear and shock she fell back from the crazed lunatic that was her murderer.
The fear he saw helped. He didn't want her help, he didn't deserve it nor did he ask for it. His eyes went to the hole in her dress and it only confirmed what he had dreaded… The memories were true… He was a Monster.
She saw his gaze and instinctively knew what he saw and hastily she buttoned up her jacket. His expression was unreadable and the throb in her chest grew even fiercer at being so close to him… Why? What could it possibly mean?
Hey all I know its been such a long time since i made a story so here it is, please review
