Disclaimer: I don't own Final fantasy 7 if I did...Well we've all heard it before. I'd have Vincent and Sephiroth. But I don't, oh well. This is my first FF7 fan fic. Enjoy!

Aerith wandered the Life-flow, her thoughts in disarray. Her mother had told her that the planet was preparing for a large wound to reopen. She wasn't sure what it meant, but her mother was worried, causing her to worry. Stopping, she examined a hole in the wall. Bending to get a better look she was pushed forward and out of the Life-flow. When she awoke she found herself lying on the ground, sun beating down on her. Opening her eyes she sat up, sore all over. "What happened?" She looked around, eyes wide. "This-this is!" A figure appeared behind her, a large sword drawn. She turned, and brown eyes locked with mako infused eyes. A gasp caught in her throat. "S-Sephiroth? What happened? Why are you here? Why am I here?" She got up shakily, and her figure wavered. She was still too weak and would have fallen had Sephiroth not reached to catch her. She looked up at him before losing consciousness.

Sephiroth carried Aerith to the building he knew so well. 'Somehow she has been brought back with me...But I can't think of how that would happen.' He thought to himself as he walked. He could barely stand to look at her, it seemed to fill him with guilt every time he did. 'Why am I feeling this? What is it?' He wasn't used to feeling emotion, not in the least. Once he got to the Shinra Mansion he walked up the stairs and up another set leading off to the right. He opened the door to one of the rooms, and gently set Aerith down on the bed. He then left the room and walked to the secret stairway only he and a few others knew about. Walking down the stairs, then heading down the hall, and watched the grey walls change to greenish because of the mold forming. It was damp, and caused him to sneeze. "What the hell? What was that?" He wasn't used to body functions either. Hearing movement upstairs, he went back to the room where he had left Aerith. She was still there, but now sitting up.

"You are alive! I'm alive! How? This isn't right...I don't know what to do...I shouldn't be here, you shouldn't-" Sephiroth crossed to her quickly and placed a hand to her mouth to silence her.

"Some one is coming. Be quiet." He moved to the door and peered out into the hallway. There before him stood a spiky blonde haired man wearing a purple SOLDIER suit, and a brown haired woman wearing a black short skirt, and white t-shirt. Something inside of him snapped, and he was filled with a burning hate. Drawing his Masamune close to him he slipped out into the hall.

"Hey Tifa...You think that we might have been able to save Aerith if we had tried harder?" Tifa looked to him and shook her head lightly.

"Cloud get over it. It's not your fault that Aerith died. It was Sephiroth's! You had nothing to do with it, so stop wallowing in your own self pity." Cloud winced at the reprimanding sound in her voice. He walked up the stairs toward the room where Aerith rested. Turning back before reaching the room, Cloud looked to Tifa.

"You think that prophesy is true? That a young woman of pure heart will return, and a man of dark heart will follow. Both will switch roles?" Tifa sighed.

"No, quite frankly I don't Cloud. Aerith is not coming back...Just get over it." Cloud's expression became somber, and Tifa's was one of annoyance. Cloud turned back around and headed toward his destination, before he reached it though a figure appeared before him, blocking his path. Cloud looked up into the same mako infused eyes he saw when looking into a mirror.

"Sephiroth!" He drew his Ultima weapon, and stood in a fighting stance. Sephiroth glared at him.

"Leave, now." Aerith got up and crept to the doorway. Peering out she noticed Cloud and blinked. 'I wasn't even dead yet and he placed me in the water. He killed me. I tried to heal but I was paralyzed.'

"Cloud! It's all your fault! You killed me!" Sephiroth looked at her in surprise, and Cloud dropped his sword.

"Aerith? Is that really you? Are you okay?" She glared at him. He took a step toward him, but Sephiroth moved protectively in front of her.

"Back off. You heard her, you killed her. Do you really think she would want to see you?" He reached down, picking up his sword. Preparing to attack Sephiroth. "I suggest you leave now before I have to get violent." Aerith gasped softly.

"Wait! Don't fight, either of you. I don't want anyone to get hurt." Tifa stood behind Cloud.

"Aerith whose side are you on?" Tifa glared at her love rival. She had lost but would not admit defeat.

"Side? I'm not any side. Stay out of it Tifa. You always but in where you don't belong." Aerith glared back, and drew her Princess guard. Tifa was at the ready to fight with her fists, her Premium heart knuckles equipped. Cloud glanced over at Tifa.

"Stop it. Don't you dare. You too Aerith. What's with you?"

"Shut up Cloud. I don't know what you think we had but we don't have anything right now. Not now, not ever." Aerith fell to her knees, a white orb falling from her heart. Two immense black wings sprouted from her back. Sephiroth, Cloud and Tifa watched in amazement and horror. Sephiroth fell to his knee, trying to fight the transformation, but failing. Two immense white wings sprouted from the apex of his shoulder blades. He stood up once they emerged, and blinked. His eyes seemed brighter, and as he glanced at Aerith he began to worry. Aerith stood, her eyes dark. Her features had changed, she was almost vampiric. She glared at Cloud and cast demi on him and Tifa. Afraid that they would get hurt, Cloud resolved to come back and save the fallen angel. Grabbing Tifa and ran down the stairs and out the door to the mansion.

Looking worried, Sephiroth glanced at Aerith, and came forward quickly to catch her as she fell.

Sorry it's so short, but its hard writing just at school. Over Vacation I'll try to write more, but I'm not sure if I'll have access to a computer. But please read and review, it will make me happy. -