Title: last words

Author: Silver Winged Dragon

Words: 687

Summary: Tseng and Elena explore the Northern Crater and find themselves entrapped by three men, searching for their Mother.

Pairing:the usual, TsengxElena, CloudxTifa

Chronology and location: Events take place at the beginning of Advent Children in the Northern Crater.

Disclaimer: I don't own FF7 and spin-offs, they belong to Square Enix

A/N: I know my English sucks; please do not waist your time about that ;p Besides: stories like these were written by many, hardly completed by anyone

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Clouds covered the sun, not letting a single ray of sunlight get past the roof of clouds. Tseng was nervous. She could tell, for his left pinkie would twitch a little. Normally she would have laughed about it. Now it made her nervous as well, and as hell.

As walking through the dead volcano she could feel that eyes watched her. Whoever they were, they were either extremely fast, or in a great number. She hoped the last, for great numbers can be easily destroyed and misled.

'There it is.'

'Gross.' Whatever it was Tseng had seen, it didn't resemble the form of Jenova anymore. It was mostly decomposed, dead, as it should have remained when found the first time by Hojo.

'Get the box.' Elena hurried to get the box, as Tseng put on gloves and wrestled with the decomposed body to take the head off. With some effort he succeeded and placed the head carefully into the box.

'now get out of here.' He was right to be nervous, for as soon as they heard the blades of the chopper, it begun to rain bullets. Dodging both Turks made a mad dash for the chopper. Tseng stopped and fired back, missing the gunman by an inch. All both Turks saw were flashes of black and silver, green blue ice cold haunting reptile like eyes and the haunting voices of evil.

'Silly little Turk… I know where you are…' his voice haunted her as she made a mad dash for the safety of the chopper. Rude hang out of it, holding himself steady with one hand to some handle bar inside the chopper.

'Laney!' Behind her she heard guns fire; the calming sounds of Tseng's gun were quickly overrun by the sound of the three mad men, and soon she didn't hear anymore gunfire. Tseng had fallen, failed his mission. Later her heart would be torn apart by the loss of him, now she wouldn't fail her mission.

One mistake she made, and one alone: Turks never leave a fellow Turk behind. Throwing the small box into Rude's grasp she turned and faced one of the mad demons, her gun aiming right between his eyes.

'Silly little Turk should have gone into the chopper…' long hair blown back by the downdraft of the chopper's wielding blades; his reptile like eyes piercing straight through her as his fist landed hard into her stomach.

Rude watched in horror as the small woman doubled over and flew backwards in the same time, her head crashing into the rocky soil with a sickening smack. For a single second she remained still and Rude wondered out loud if she was alive or not.

Meanwhile Reno turned the chopper midair and aimed for the three mad men; but Elena suddenly screamed into the headset: 'get out of here! Now! Think of the mission!'

Even though Renoalways thought the little Elena as a thorn in the side and a pain in the behind, his heart broke as he heard her pained cry to remember the mission – not her nor Tseng. Thorn he sent the chopper out of the clouds into the clear blue sky above the Northern Crater as Elena deliberately broke contact.

As if programmed Rude slammed the cargo door shut and went into the cockpit, sitting next to his partner in disbelief. It still rained bullets in the crater; the gunshots were still painfully audible. Finally the terrible noise stopped.

'Elena?' Reno's call was answered with atmospheric static, 'Tseng?'

Desperate Rude tried the monitors. Every Turk had small sensors hidden within their suits, for locating each other, for checking vital signs if necessary.

'Indicators show… no vital signs…' Rude's heart broke in smithereens.

Minutes passed by before Reno quietly spoke, 'our little Laney all grew up…' he nearly whispered into the headset, 'she did very well.'

Rude swallowed at the certainty of his partner's words. A single tear fell down his cheek, before he clutched the damned box tighter into his grasp.

This thing… this heavenly harbinger of death, this monster… it had caused the deaths of Elena and Tseng.

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TBC