Prologue

"When the war of the beasts brings about the world's end
The goddess descends from the sky
Wings of light and dark spread afar
She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting."
-LOVELESS Prologue

July 24th, 0012

Location: Sector 5's Church...

It's been two years since the incident of Geostigma, the remnants, Sephiroth, and Omega, and all is well. There's hasn't been any incidence that made Cloud thinks otherwise. He seems more at peace then he has in over years. It's a weird feeling, Cloud muses, being happy. Not even when he was a child has he been this elated, only being with Tifa brought him true happiness. When he met Aerith, he felt a part of him give a small tug upon seeing her face, and his feelings for her grew, but now he knows that that part of him was Zack. But even if he never truly loved Aerith, he did love her as a friend, and her death killed him inside, but now he knows that her death, and Zack's death, wasn't his fault. But he still finds himself spending most of his time in Aerith's old church, though he usually brings his family to come down and visit as well, but today he wanted to think through things. He wanted to reflect his life, see how much he truly changed.

Cloud smiled at the memory of his mother, Sky. He looks so much like her. Cloud often wonders about his father, he wants to remember him, but everything comes out blank when he thinks of him. It hurts, but he knows that he shouldn't dwelling on things of the past. Just like what Tifa taught him.

"Which is it, a memory or us?" Tifa had asked him two years ago. He was in self-hatred back then, blaming the deaths of Aerith and Zack on himself, and on top of that, he had received Geostigma and had lost all hope, so he ran away. But when he later learned that the kids were kidnapped by Sephiroth's remnants, he wanted to help, he wanted to save them, but his thoughts seemed to always flashback to Aerith and Zack, and therefore, he became scared. He didn't want any more blood on his hands, it'll kill him. But Tifa—thank the Gods for her soul—snapped some sense into him, and so, he went out looking for the kids.

He would never disappoint his family ever again, he'll be damned if he lost them. He came close to losing them once but that'll never happen again. He'll kill if it means protecting them.

Cloud sighed contently and began kicking his feet in the shallow pond. The sunlight coming through the hole in the ceiling soaked the blonde man with warmth. He closed his blue eyes and tipped his head back. Images of Aerith's and Zack's smiling faces were in his mind.

Cloud's ears caught light footsteps entering the church, he didn't panic, he knew who it was, and he can feel her presence.

"I figured I'd find you here," Tifa said lightly, coming to sit beside him. Cloud grunted in response.

Tifa took off her sneakers and socks and dipped her bare feet in the warm water. She smiled at the benevolent feeling in the church and glanced at Cloud. Tifa's smile widened at his happy look.

"How did you get here?" Cloud asked quietly, opening his eyes and turning his head to face Tifa.

Tifa smiled shyly at him. "Barrett took Marlene and Denzel out, and I thought I'd keep you company, so I asked him if he could drop me off here."

Smiling, Cloud's eyes moved its way to Zack's Buster sword across from them, stabbed into the stone. Cloud cleans off the dirt and rust every time he visits. Cloud knew how much Zack respected his sword and knows that his old friend would cuss him out into oblivion if he found it in such a bad state. The same goes for Aerith's flowers. He, Tifa, Marlene, Denzel, and Shelke would come and care for the flowers so they wouldn't wither away. Cloud wonders what his old friends are doing now, up in the Lifestream, probably smiling down at them. Maybe Zack is even chuckling at the idea of him cussing Cloud. The 26 year old bets that his friend is laughing at the thought.

"It's been such a long time," he heard Tifa mumble, and glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. "It feels like just yesterday when she died, when Sephiroth destroyed out hometown." Tifa turned her face towards Cloud's and sent him a wistful look. "Does it still hurt…to think about it?"

Does it? He asked himself. When he thinks back on that day, watching Aerith die right before his eyes, it still does hurt, but not as much, the same goes for Zack's death. Maybe the reason it hurt so much before was because he blamed himself. He withered inside, and didn't let anybody know by running away. But ever since Aerith and Zack helped him realized that everything is all right, that he shouldn't lose any faith, the burden on his shoulders just lifted up and he felt almost weightless.

"Sometimes," he answered, looking back at the pond, "only a little. I'm better, I'm not mourning over their deaths anymore, Teefs. I'm finally happy, and nothing's gonna change that. What about you?" he asked after a pause.

"Hmmm, what about me?"

"Does it still hurt, thinking about Nibelheim?" He question, finally turning to look into her soft brown eyes.

After a few pauses, Tifa smiled and shook her head. "No, not much. I know that my friends and family are in a better place." Tifa scooted closer to Cloud and leaned her head on the crook of his neck. "Aerith and Zack are in better place, Cloud. Remember that."

Smiling, Cloud kissed the top of Tifa's head and answered. "They may be dead, and I might not ever see them again, but at least they're together…" Cloud smiled at the Buster Sword and flowers bathing in sunlight, "at least they're together."

But soon they will find themselves back where they were before. Everything they know will come to its end. The suffering will continue, the deaths will come, and the war of man against God will soon begin.

Location: Northern Crater...

"Brother," the white-haired man beckoned to the red-head, "you sure you know what you are doing?"

Genesis looked over his shoulder, the green light giving him a menacing look, and scowled. "Do not question me," he looked back at the pool of green below him, "I know exactly what I am doing."

Weiss did not retort back to his brother, he does not want to anger him any further. But still, he can't help but think that Genesis might have gone mad. Resurrect the dead? That's impossible. They've been searching for JENOVA cells, and they found none, but as it turns out, there was some dried blood at the bottom of the Northern Crater that they found two years later. They searched for years only to use dried blood, but to use that blood to bring the dead warrior back from the dead? Yes, maybe Genesis has gone mad.

Weiss had asked him why he wanted to resurrect the most feared warrior. "I can sense him, brother. He does not want to stay dead, I want to help him. I want us to be heroes once again," Genesis answered.

Does Weiss care about annihilating the tainted hearts? Not anymore. He was hanging on by a single string of life before Genesis revived him. What Weiss wants is revenge. He wants revenge against the man that caused the death of his real brother; Vincent Valentine. He'll do what he can to make that monster suffer. Not physically, no, that would be too easy. What Weiss wants is to hurt Vincent where it hurts the most.

Weiss's sadistic thoughts vanished when the dark room began to glow with a bright green light. His eyes widened at the image in front of him. A small amount of Lifestream from the pool below began to lift up in mid air. But that's not what surprised Weiss the most, it was how the green liquid seem to be turning into a black color, and forming into a large shape. There he stood, looking on with the most surprise look on his face, and there stood Genesis, his back facing him, with arms open wide. Isn't he surprised, isn't his heart beating like it was having a heart attack…isn't he scared?

Weiss wanted to grab his brother and leave. He wants to run away from the crater and never come back. But his feet were stuck on the ground, they were nailed there; wanting to leave, but unable to do so. "Brother," he wanted to say, but no sound left his mouth, just a silent shock.

Genesis turned to face Weiss, a large smile on his lips. "Brother, he's here. You doubted me, but you see him now. Look up, Brother."

Weiss did as he was asked, and forced his eyes to stray on the large blob forming. Yes, he can see it, the white, long hair is forming, the head, the arms, the legs, the body, everything is coming clear. It only lasted a few seconds before the pale skin covered the tainted Lifestream. The body levitating in the air dropped and landed onto his knees. The naked body stood still for what seem like an eternity. Then, like the sun breaking the dawn, the man slowly began to lift his head up. Inch-by-inch, until his closed eyes were facing Weiss's alarmed face.

"Sephiroth," at the sound of Genesis's voice calling out his name, the white-haired warrior snapped open his eyes, his cat like eyes narrowed slightly at stranger in front of him, but said nothing. But, there something about Sephiroth's eyes that Weiss couldn't figure out. Weren't his eyes green? They're completely back now, an abyss of black, and his irises are pure white. Weiss also narrowed his eyes at the former hero, and didn't take his eyes away even as Genesis stood next to him. There's something not right about him.

Almost as if sensing his thoughts, Sephiroth smirked before his black eyes flashed back to its normal green. Genesis didn't notice anything. He stood there smirking, oblivious to Spehiroth's strange eyes.

He'll help me, Weiss thinks to himself. Retribution, it's boiling in our bloods.

As if reading his thoughts, Sephiroth nodded.

"We need to hurry, Sephiroth," Genesis said, turning around and began walking away from the two men, "the planet is in need of our help."

But he kept smirking at Weiss, and the former Tsviet didn't look away from the man's intimidating gaze, but somehow he felt at peace with Sephiroth, comfortable. He isn't scared any more.

"You'll help me," Weiss asked Sephiroth in a whispered tone, "won't you?"

Sephiroth's eyes flashed back and forth. Green and black. Intimidating and Menacing.

"Yes," Sephiroth answered. "You and I both will have our revenge."

AN: This is my first story here, so I'm a little new at this. I've planned everything out, I just have to edit the other chapters that are coming up, and I hope that you guys enjoy this 'chapter', I promise you the action starts in the next chapter. =D

Oh, and just so you know, this isn't a CloudxGenesis, there's no romance between the two, they're just the main characters and one of my own OCs, he'll show up in the second chapter and his sister. My OCs don't have a huge part in this story like Cloud and Genesis do (maybe just one of them do... =P). And this is a adventure/action/romance/angst, but the category thingy only lets you select two categories. The romance is between Cloud and Tifa, Genesis and OC, OC and OC, and Vincent and Yuffie.

Anywayyy, Please read and review!

(I know this chapter is a little lame, but I wanted to show how happy Cloud is...then crush it by doing something evil! But I have a few grammer errors, forgive on this, I've tried editing, but since my grammer is a little bad, I need help...anyone want to be my BETA?...Please?)

Oh yeah, I edited this prologue, I wasn't very satisfied with the first one, so actually added the original prologue for the beginning, I'm not sure if I did the right move, but...I kinda like it, please don't judge me.

And once again, please read and review! I'll each give you virtual cookies?