Disclaimer: I don't own FF7 or FF8 or Dissidia. WARNING THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SOME VIOLENCE. I CHANGED IT TO MATURE. READ AT YOUR OWN JUDGEMENTS, NOT FOR FAINT HEARTED! Sorry Cloud fans but just wait please.


"Perhaps." Squall Leonhart mused in reminiscence. He barely had time to notice the canary field of blooming flowers, their stalk as thin as the optical fibres in a cable that no one wanted to trample any.

"We could go on a mission together again…..someday." Squall moved his lips warily, breathing it to himself. Cloud wondered if Squall wanted him to hear it or simply was suffering from some sort of….angst, as if the man had any feelings at all. Squall had some similarities shared between the two.

"Not interested." Cloud followed with a smug huff. The battle has finally come to an end. A prophecy of a never-ending conflict…resolved. He could sense the man in the black leather jacket breath out. The superhuman senses of the genetic augmentations SOLDIER personels received allowed him to sense the emotions and taste in that sign like dog's sniff of scents. Squall was clearly eager to go but he isn't completely happy to forget all these 9 so quickly neither. 'Time flies' just like Bartz said.

The spikey blond lifted his sword up. Walking a few steps into the daffodil field. The scenery was exquisite enough with the quartz clear lake, the fantasy like castle, a sky without strive and clouds…Cloud was enjoying the views of Warrior of Light's world with hidden expression, his heart uncertain about where he's going to return.

Squall wished everyone as best of the peace they so painfully achieved. He remembered her velvet black hair, so smooth it was like a blanket. Her round cute cheeks and her gracious puppy like face, with the soothing big cavernous eyes. She was just a treasure to him. It's good to fulfill the promise at last. He easily catches the falling feather with reflex. Disappearing into golden particles as soon as touch occurred. He unexpected smiled out of his emotionless neutral mask.

In less than a second, Warrior of Light made a satisfying sign with some pity. Tidus the little runt, Zidane a sneaky burglar, Squall or just Squall, Cloud the doubting but resilient guy, Terra the girl with magic that he never seemed to respect enough. Comrades who kept him up in the best of times he probably won't ever get help from again. Soon Bartz, Cecil, little Onion and Firion will follow. He felt somehow less comfortable. If they go, he'll be alone again, there wasn't any in particular who he remembers in this world that was close, in fact while the others gained back most memories, he still feels empty.

He remained silent as the rest vanished. Managing to just open his mouth to wish Firion something before the man was gone in front of him.

"May this eternal light granted by her…bless forever on us. Thank you everyone." He continued anyway, walking among the field towards the place of striking purpose Cornelia Castle. Silently strolling the fields, he remembered again of their experience as he listened to the soft humming. Picking up a flower the same yellow as his armour, a scent nearly provoking a tear of happiness.


It wasn't long before Cloud heard a faint wail somehow in borderline between his head and reality. He now had all his memories and this noise hit the chord he hated the most all his life.

The horror chord struck again. The woman was clearly in life threatening distress. Cloud darted into the direction leaving a black carving line in the new flower field near the Church behind the spot where another line is running off.

The wail came again rapidly in a turned direction, prompting him to quickly change before he could trip. Barely catching up, he was relieved that it wasn't Aerith but….'Marlene?' Cloud asked before jerking off the buster sword and blocking a slash to his face in half of a move. Green opals cut with black slits reopened the scar in his soul. Sephiroth wasn't dead after all…..

'You don't waste to not cherish a thing…Don't you?' The deep treacherous audio hummed with dire sinister intent.

'No. NO. This has nothing to do with her! Stay dead! You were gone in that world.' Cloud clutched his head, holding his sword with difficulty.

'Dead? I'm free you ignorant puppet!' Sephiroth spat and grabbed Marlene's hair then flew back with the screaming child, Cloud jerked out of sharp instinct but the tip of a blade as tall as a man kept him at a distance to the neck, it was hopelessly impossible to close before he could hurt her.


(This is not it!) Squall chewed on the fibrous stalk of a crop he carelessly picked. The flowers here were exotic in Squall's memories, everything was different from Balamb all the way from the grayish sky to the blades of the flowers. He certainly hoped that Cosmos or whatever deity she is…would not be as stupid as to send him into the wrong place. He was dead wrong. Without thinking he cowered in the grass as a sharp ringing blasted into his ears from the high grasses. Some enemy was probably nearby.

Cloud fought off with more and more scars that were multiplying like some hideous disease. The only thing still keeping him alive wasn't his fighting prowess at all. Instead he was only running away into the field with every attack hoping he could lose trail despite cursing his soul to hell for not helping Marlene. This fight was even more brutal than any encounter. Within the first 3 moves the demon attacked him with. Cloud was already nearly losing a sword hand and a leg. Out of survival fear of a useless primitive caveman, Cloud simply took off. This doesn't even feel like Sephiroth! He thought about dying to get her away but there would be no one to ever get re-enforcements.

'Marleeeeeen!'

Cloud crushed his skull into the source of the voice who knocked him down like a wall of solid bricks.

'Wha on Gaia? Yo ass been off for-'

'Barrete, he's here! It's him! I'm gonna make a distraction, he'll be here soon, you get-'

Cloud screamed as razor cut into his hamstrings. Instantly he felt as if a bullet shot through his leg. He swung back faster than a mantis despite the sword's weight….even that wasn't enough as the figure took off to the air, pulling his spikes along and dropped him head first back down. Cloud heard a drumming of bullets.

'DAMNNN NOT HEEEERRRR! ANYYYYTHING! YOU %^&7 BASTARD! MAAAARLEEENE!' Barret screamed at an almost feminine pitch as 3 bullets were shielded by the one winged angel who used a girl as a bulletproof vest but not to the extent to kill but to simply enjoy the man draining fluid from his 'daughter' and sucking in the pain of a father's flesh aching to fulfill his hunger. A girl can't take much but she'll live.

Without any sign of positioning, he struck so quickly that he block Cloud's wolf like burst to the air and made an offense by severing his hand as if it was effortless. Enjoying the thump as the sword of his once 'friend' and his nemesis sworn with poison shattered to pieces on the floor with broken bones of the wielder's hand.

'You '&^&%8#, the fu%^&$% Gaia's issue!' Barret dropped to his knees. Cloud never heard him like this since the dropping of the sector that killed off his team years prior.

'Any-' Barret didn't finish before the crippled Cloud tackled him and sent him crashing into a tree nearby like a werewolf hunted by hounds. 'Run' was all he mouthed before the fray started again.

'What is wrong sir? Or should I say Sephiroth the great!? Huh! Look at me!' Cloud's exploding rage spoke malevolently out of his teeth that bit so hard if they'll splinter into bits.

'Are you scared Sephiroth!? You scared of me to the point where the 'Great Hero Sephiroth!" Cloud emphasized at the insult. 'Would be so helpless to use a girl?' Cloud tried to play with him emotionally for an opening.

'Helpless? Scared?' Sephiroth chuckled evilly with a satisfied delight, cupping Marlene's mouth. 'I wanted to thank you…..Cloud...You're scared for now...Do you enjoy the taste of my despair?'

Sephiroth forced the chocobo a scream as the he clutched him with a free hand slowly using unnatural strength…mangling, twisting, tearing, squeezing at blood vessles, bones, flesh, morsels, tendons, ligaments and everything his hold at Cloud's partial wrist. 'You trapped him there, which made my day! You helped me get rid of hiiim! I want you to pat your back in appreciation as I will play and hold no longer!' Sephiroth picked up the Masamune once stabbed into the ground and tossed the infinitely long blade back like a dart.


Squall was inches from losing his head. He thought he was in track of the victim but he wasn't sure as he can't see something that far. However, he managed to bend his neck. The only disappointment was the beloved gunblade severed in 2. He held it vertically so tight that it was a pity he didn't move his weapon with his head. He was too nervous that something might jump in front of him.

This wasn't even a fight. It was an attack. That thing flew forward like one helicopter rotor.

He gazed to look at the weapon and gasped in pure surprise as his heart nearly busted to bits, both metaphorically and literally as he turned in an arc to stop the polished but lengthy pike of death from impaling him, quickly returned to its owner with invisible force. Someone with telekinesis.

'Sephiroth's sword!' Squall's mouth nearly squeaked while with his bottom on the floor, Squall knew better to stay at the distance to come up with a solution while subconsciously checking if there was any wound he didn't feel from the attack which there was. Squall swore as he himself bled from his left shoulder. There wasn't even feeling of getting cut. He was losing blood. Very quickly.

Leonhart was paralyzed in sheer shock (Why is he here? Where is 'here?' What's Cloud doing? Is Sephiroth really gone?)


'Sorry for the hasty introduction.' Sephiroth whispered into Cloud's ear. 'But this time, you will stay in MY memory!' Sephiroth unleashed his gag on the little girl. 'Marlene?' Isn't it? The psycho talked smoothly with no attention to time that was draining Cloud's blood as he bled.

Marlene nodded. She just doesn't want Cloud to die.

'Let's play a little game. Shall we?' Sephiroth touched his forehead with Marlenes, killing her with his eyes. Forcing her to do so. 'If you win. Cloud lives. If you lose. I'm afraid Cloud dies…..'


Everything froze for Cloud. A bright white light boomed ahead. Both Marlene, the field, Barret, Sephiroth. They were gone. 'Hey there, Spikes? Missed me while you were away?' The always so cheerful voice asked as a delicate hand cleaned his wound with healing water.

'Aerith?' He nodded.

'Zack?' He tried to clutch his dear comrade who would always lend him help when he needed. Instead Zack simply gently shoved his hand back to let him rest. In fact Aerith wasn't happy.

'Is…Marlene…..Barret? They s- safe?' Cloud asked. To this shock, both were ghostly silent. Or they are ghosts. The way they responded scares him. Quickly the mirage faded. A silver blade rammed right into his left chest. Sephiroth was definitely not playing! He felt something pump and generate more pain with this unearthly metal. His own fragile engine in the ribs.


'Wrong. Wrong! WRRRROOONNNG!' Sephiroth chuckled to the girl.

'You are impressive with riddles but nevertheless human. Like the rest of the pathetic bell ends.' He silenced her with a finger to the lips.

'But thanks to your kindly friend Sephiroth. I will change that.' He stared at her while she was confused. Marlene didn't even know he had his blade back. He slowly pulled out his sword with his bare hand on the blade mixing his blood and Cloud's. The action was filled with careful twists and zig-zags so Cloud would scream and groan like back all the way to the first time. Further shattering Marlene's will and mentality.

Sephiroth grinned as he looked her with that hateful stare again. In a blurred stab he reached into the open wound of Cloud and with disgusting visceral cracks and squeals. Cloud's heart came swiftly into the open, detached completely as the 4 vessels had wines going out like sprays. Marlene screamed but immediately silenced herself.

Cloud was rasping for breaths now. She wasn't so sure if Cloud is still thinking or if he's not alive. Sephiroth to her disgust bit into the heart and swallowed some before tossing the rest into the blond's face whose mouth was now gaping. Cloud showed no signs of life except momentary cramps from his arm.

'Our roles are reversed. I am more than a memory now.' Sephiroth took off with Marlene to the air. Somewhere near the field, he detected the mercenary lying cold on the field, injured less grotesquely. He was nearly about to drop the blade right through Squall's eye but pushed the blade a little further to the side just before the drop. If anyone was to blame for Strife's murder. Someone unknown to this world in a black leather would be the perfect blame.

While they were away. Marlene knew something Sephiroth hinted. She sent a mental message to her father.

Barret woke up. He quickly hurried over to Cloud, violently shaking the man but to little avail, he slammed his fists down and loudly rubbed his face on the bloodied Black jumper. He's going to tell Tifa all of this…

He suddenly looked into the skies.

'Marlene.'

Barret ran back. How is he gonna tell Tifa?!