Origins

By Keedra2173

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A/N: Hello everyone. I decided that I wanted to delve into the origins of the ultimate weapons of FFVII. I wanted to know how each one was made and how. This is my thoughts on the matter. There are no pairing and I hope that everyone enjoys it. Thanks for taking a look.

First Tsurugi

Northern Crater, Just after the summoning of Meteor

They awoke, knowing their purpose. The infection of the Lifestream could only be defeated by the Chosen. Their purpose was to find the Chosen and strengthen him and to provide him with his true weapon. For the Chosen was fragile and human; he needed what they could give.

As each emerged from the crater, their purpose was reaffirmed by Gaia. Each was told a location and sent. The Chosen would come to them there and they would show him the way. They would fall to the Chosen and their remains would yield to him the beginnings of his completion.

Beach outside of Midgar

It approached the shore near the dead place. Its purpose was to destroy the machines that drained the Lifestream. It knew that it would be partially successful. For standing on the beach were the Chosen and his companions. Knowing that his would be its final hour; it began to manufacture the twin pieces that would complete the Chosen.

As it engaged in battle, it cataloged the weakness and strengths of the Chosen. Transmitting the data to the others would help them improve him. As it finished the transmission, it felt its diamond outer shell crack and shatter under the blows of the Chosen. Knowing its time was done; it powered up its ultimate cannon and fired at the dead place.

Just as the lethal beam finished discharging, a return volley from the dead place hit its torso and tore a hole through its central system. Even as it fell, it was pleased that it was able to complete its task. The twin pieces were ready and with a final effort, it spit them forth to land at the feet of the Chosen.

Outside of the Junon Underwater Reactor

It had sensed the Chosen many times. Each time his presence quickly faded. Deciding to wait at the place where the drain on the Lifestream was greatest.

Just as it settled into position, it felt the Chosen's presence again. This time it did not fade it approached and proceed to barrel into the emerald shell.

Knowing it was time, it unleashed a small attack at the metal housing the Chosen. The Chosen emerged from the metal tube with only two of its companions. There had been more at the awakening. This was no matter.

It unleashed a larger attack than previously and began battle with the Chosen. He was swift in his response. He no longer had some of the weaknesses noted by its diamond counterpart. However there were still areas that needed improvement if the Chosen was to defeat the plague in the Lifestream.

Throughout the long battle it noted the strengths and weaknesses of the Chosen and his companions. It sent this data to the others that remained. For it could feel its power draining. It could launch one more attack and then it would be finished.

While healing itself a little, it moved the piece it was designated to create. It would need to be sure that he received its part. For with the piece the Chosen would be much closer to completion.

It could feel it now; its purpose was almost done. Powering its final attack, it looked down at the Chosen and knew that it had done well.

Releasing its attack, it fell back and let the piece it held fall towards the Chosen.

Desert outside of Gold Saucer

It had burrowed deep into the sands, only the main sensor out in order to detect the Chosen. It had caught small flashes but nothing else. While it waited it manufactured its assigned pieces of the weapon to complete the Chosen.

With the awakening all knew their purpose and it was ready. Even in its demise it was serving as it was meant to. From their bodies would emerge the necessary components for the future.

Suddenly it felt something ram into the ruby outer shell. Tuning the sensor it felt the Chosen's aura and emerged from the sands. Seeing him with two companions it let loose a devastating instant kill attack. It knew from the transmissions that the chosen relied too much on its companions. This was a critical weakness for at the final hour the Chosen would be alone with his enemy.

Once the two companions were dead, it turned its attention to the Chosen. He had mastered many materias and had good control. Each attack it set forward was either deflected or absorb. The Chosen had grown much stronger since his battle with the Emerald and Diamond. Soon he would be ready to face the plague. There were still weakness within the Chosen, it noted them and sent them to the Ultimate. It would be up to that one to correct the final weakness. For it sensed within the Chosen the plague and a division. That division would be what decided the final outcome.

Suddenly the Chosen released the greatest summoning spell. Unable to battle the knights, it knew its time was done. Its magic would not avail it anything for it knew its time had come.

Shifting the weapon pieces to a more accessible part of its body; it flung them to the dirt at the Chosen's feet and then fell backward to await dissolution in the Lifestream.

The air above Mideel

It knew that the others had fallen to the Chosen. It was ready, it was the final path before he would be able to confront and defeat the plague. It had its weapon piece ready and it would give it to the Chosen when it was defeated.

It had awakened with a purpose and as one with the whole. Now it was alone and the fractured; the feel of the other pieces was all that remained of its brethren. Soon it would join them and be one again.

The aura of the Chosen approached and it was ready. It had all the data from previous encounters and knew what weakness to attack. Soon it saw the Chosen on the deck of a ship with his companions. They immediately sent forth their strongest attacks. There was not much damage; it returned the strike and flew immediately from the area.

It had not sensed the division discovered by the Ruby. It seemed that the Chosen had overcome the weakness and was ready to destroy the plague. However its task was not done until it had given the weapon base to the Chosen.

The base would allow the Chosen to defeat the plague for now and give him time to forge the other pieces needed for the final confrontation.

Stopping its flight above a large lake, it rested and waited for the chosen to catch up. It knew that it would not be long. Just as the thought finished, it was hit with the ship. Once again a strike was sent from the ship and it felt more substantial than before.

His power has grown. It knew it could be easily defeated here but it stay to fight longer. It must make sure all weaknesses are gone. For the calamity was good at finding weakness.

It sent attack after attack; it grew tired and wanted to rest. Fleeing from the battle it flew trying to find a resting place.

Sensing the large forest that pulsed with the Lifestream, it decided to hover and rest there. It should take some time for the Chosen to find it. It sent tendrils seeking the life energy of the planet. Just as they connected, the presence of the Chosen flared to life.

Knowing this was its time; it faced the Chosen and fired.

The battle was fierce and it fought as hard as it could but the Chosen was stronger and defeated it. As it fell towards Gaia, it sent the weapon base to the Chosen. It was content its purpose fulfilled.

6 months after the events of Meteor in Kalm

Cloud walked into the weapons shop and looked around. He really hoped that this guy would let him use his forge. He had the plans for the perfect sword.

It would take a lot of time and work but if he stayed with it, the sword would be as unique as Masamune.

"Hi, can I help you?" queried a large muscular man.

"Yeah, I was hoping to use your forge. I have a sword I want to craft," stated Cloud.

"Huh, I don't usually allow strangers to use my forge. Let me see your plans and I might be willing to make it for you," returned the weapon smith. Cloud handed over the plans he had carefully drawn up. They were very detailed; each mechanism precisely labeled and calculated.

The smith was astonished; usually when someone asked to use his forge they had vague ideas and sketches. These plans were works of art. Each sword had to be exactly measured and finished. There was no room for errors.

The smith looked at the young man standing in his shop. The blond didn't look like he could carry the finished sword. Upon closer examination the smith saw the muscles honed by combat and looking at his mako blue eyes showed the smith the battles the swordsman had fought.

Coming to a decision the smith said, "I'll let you use the forge. I won't charge you either. The plans you have here are beyond my skill and I think that you need to do this for yourself."

Cloud looked at the man and saw an understanding and acceptance, "Thank you. I'll start today. I need to grab the pieces from my bike." With that Cloud left the shop and went out to the bike he borrowed from Cid.

4 months later

Cloud moved through his katas brandishing his finished sword. The balance was beautiful and precise. It moved as an extension of his harm. It was perfect; it only needed a name.

Stopping in the final stance, Cloud broke the sword apart and looked at each piece. They were sharp, honed and ready for battle. As he looked at each piece, a voice whispered in his ear, "Tsurugi."

Startled Cloud looked up to see who was there. Nothing was around. Deciding to ignore the voice, he once more looked at the pieces of his sword.

"I think I'll call you, First Tsurugi," the blond said to the pieces. Feeling a click inside like something had fallen into place, Cloud nodded and put the sword back together.

As he mounted it on his back, he thought he heard the sound of voices singing and rejoicing. Shaking his head to clear it, the blond walked towards his borrowed bike.

'I wonder if I could get Cid to let me use his garage for a while,' with that thought Cloud gunned the engine and head for Junon and Rocket Town.

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They were complete once more. The joining with the Chosen was seamless. They knew there were trials ahead but they would survive them. Now was a time of sleep; they pulled the remainder of the consciousness inward and dreamed. They dreamed of when they would once more be reunited with the eldest.

The one who had gone before and bonded to the Consort; it is only right that they be together again and with those they had been chosen for. For together lies completion and love.

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