Last Revised: 10/1/08
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is my very first fic that I've finally decided to post.
DISCLAIMER: Kill Bill & Final Fantasy 7 do not belong to me.
"Revenge is a dish best served cold."
Old Kingdom Proverbs
Side-Story 1
She could hear the thumping of the boots on the hard, wooden floor as he came closer to her battered and bruised body. Everyone around her, the black haired woman knew was dead. It as not only the fact that she was pummeled, but also the obvious reason that Tifa was also pregnant which kept her from moving and defending herself against the assault. Waiting for death to claim her is all she could do. Yet, for the first time in a long time, she felt afraid. No, it was not of death of which Tifa Lockhart was afraid. But, it was the child whom she carried within her is in who she was afraid for.
As she waited for what may be her and the child's inevitable death, she silently asked herself, "Would he have some mercy or at least let her live if he knew?"
As the man responsible and loved neared and became a vision before her eyes and carried a 9'millimeter which is his trade mark, the same questionable thought repeated itself in her mind…
"Do you find me sadistic?" She heard the man ask her, now close enough that she could not only see him but also smell his Sean John cologne that he always wore. It has become one of his trademarks. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a handkerchief, wiping away the blood tenderly from her wounds as if a caring lover. The handkerchief had the name Zack printed in red.
Tifa thoughts raced, yet somehow still knew that at this moment that her lover was just delaying the simple decision of letting her live or die.
"But he still deserves to know," Tifa thought to herself.
"You know I could fry an egg on your head right now," the black, spiky haired man says, his voice remaining nonchalant. "If I want to…You know Kiddo, I'd like to believe you're aware enough even now to know what there's nothing sadistic in my actions. Well…maybe towards those other jokers but not you."
Kiddo was the nickname that Zack gave her, although it was not her code name. The hedgehog haired man traced a finger down her battered, bloodied cheek as he says this she took was some kind of jester. Yet, she remained in a shaking rage. She then note him slide a clip to the nine mil home into the gun which brought them to that pivotal moment. It was both Tifa and Zack's moment of truth. Yet, deep inside of her she already knew the answer to that nagging question she asked earlier. Tifa was still determined to make it count and maybe save the one life she found worth truly saving.
"At this moment, this is me at my most masochistic," Zack tells her as he took aim at her head and pulled the trigger.
"Zack, it's your baby," Tifa tells him right before the bullet penetrated her brain and her eyes closed into that dark abyss she has sent so many others…