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Chapter 10: The Dark Encounter
She ran from him, despite the pricking pain of her feet. Her eyes overflowed with tears. She ran into her apartment then slammed the door. She tackled her pillow in her bed and sobbed continuously.
"Why did I say something so mean to him!" she screamed. "He was just being overprotective you moron!" she blamed. "Still," she continued, talking to herself, "Though, he did bring THAT up."
Thinking about the memory made her head spin. The dark memory floods her mind, forcing her to remember.
It was only her first week at the town, so she decided to look around. She walked on the sidewalk then found an old Victorian mansion in front of her. Curious took over then she open the creaking oak door.
She absorbed by awe as she found herself in a most beautiful sight… in a broken way. The floors are dusty but it seemed like made of crystal material. She looked up; the web-covered chandelier glimmered in the sun through the colored glass above the front door.
She walked forwards, gazing on the huge painting of a woman in blue ball gown, her long platinum blond hair curled beside her as her pale green eyes stared, as though as she was actually the real thing.
Then something caught her eyes. A clean white metal box, disoriented by the broken scenery, filled with multi-colored orbs. One of the orbs glowed by her stare so she decided pick it up, when suddenly, the door slammed open.
A man in tight leather suit, came inside, his illuminating green catlike eyes narrowed at her. He has abnormally silver hair that spiked to the back and he had a weird gauntlet on his left arm. He gave her a smirk, making her alarmed. She took out her metal knuckles then put them on.
The man reaches for his gun-like weapon that strapped on his side then point at her. She took on a straight stance. He shot at her but she blocked it with her weapon. He shot a couple of times but she blocked every one of them, actually punching at the bullets.
He cocked his head at Tifa who smirks. He smirks back. "Hmph, a rematch? fine!" he said. At this point Tifa confused a little.
This time he shot, but Tifa did not see any bullets coming over.
Suddenly, by instinct, she leaped, almost crashed by the speeding chandelier. She glared at him; the man shot at the rope that holds the chandelier up. He shot again but nothing came out. Therefore, he tossed the weapon off and took a stance. "Alright, this is personal."
Tifa took in her breath the shot forwards. She gave him a few punches on his face. He slammed her back with some kind of electric wave, making her tumble backwards. The martial-artistback- flipped then landed on her feet. She spit off some blood as the man chuckled.
Tifa shook off the spark that wheezed her hands. Tifa jumped again, aiming for his feet. He leaped but Tifa was faster; she gave him a few more punches. Opening after opening, she then summersaults then bounced off the floor as soon as she landed on them, locked fist to fist with the man.
There was sparks again, making her felt confused for a moment. She dodged a blow as soon as she recovered; making the metal gauntlet burst the wall behind her. She pushed off his arms then slammed her feet into his body to the floor. She bounced off him, but he grabbed her right foot then spun her around and around then tossed her to the wall upfront.
She landed on the wall, taking the scene in slow motion; the harsh wake shook the wall below her feet, which vibrates until the fragments of broken glass raised from the ground, clinging in midair. The transparent remnants bathed her and the man with diamond-like snow. She glared at him who smirked at Tifa amongst the raining glass.
She felt her rage awaken. She shot forwards, skiing the man with the floor then tossed him in midair. She bounced the ground, jumped miraculously high to her opponent then slammed him into a cabinet below.
She landed with her feet then stood up. She sighed then walked forwards. She felt a presence then turned sharply around. It was too late though; the man charged her in paranormal-like speed then slammed her to the wall. She whimpered, feeling the razor sharp pain inside her.
He then released a strong blow along with more sparks, than throw her on the floor. She was too weak to stand up and she felt the man coming after her. Her front white shirt pulled upwards. She can see the gauntlet ready to strike but she felt someone called her name.
The man's hand removed from Tifa. His face screwed in fright then he fled. She heard the clinging sound of his foot leaving then new one coming after her. "Tifa!Tifa!"
She remembers seeing a blur image. Spiky blond hair and sky blue eyes. "C-Cloud?" she said. She felt gloved hand on her bare arm as he pull her up in his arms and saw an unclear image of Cloud in total dark outfit. "Not again… please, hold on," she watches as his lips moved out words. "Hold on.." said the voice again, this time, in a mare whisper before everything went pitched black.
Tifa shot upwards, feeling the same sparks as the man shot her through. She panted then anxiously scanned around. She sighed in relief; she was in her dark room. "It was… only a nightmare." She said. No… it wasn't it at all."
"Tifa!Tifa!"
Tifa winched in pain as she opened her eyes, starring into two blue ones. She then turned away. "You're late" Tifa said, a pain tricked in her voice.
"Who did this to you?" Cloud asked.
"I don't… know."
"I'm sorry." Cloud said.
She placed her hand on his blue shirt. "It's okay… how long have I been unconscious?"
"About 10 minutes or so why?"
Tifa's eyes lingered to Cloud's appearance then back at the white hospital sheets. "Nothing"
Tifa lifted her shirt a little; a large bruise still on the middle of her torso, painful physically also mentally.
She sighed again. Then she walked towards her closet. She took out her halter-top when something fell down. She picked it up, which turns out to be the blue sphere that she took when that incident accrued.
She did not know she still had it with her. She held it to the sunlight, which it gleams, and some water highlights dancing inside it. It was aqua blue and illuminating, entrancing her.
Finished! So what do you think? I put in Tifa's dual with Loz from Advent Children with a waft of originality from yours truly.
For your information, I did not use Tifa's original gloves from AC. Those metal like weapon that gangsters use for combat hits much damage then plain leather ne?
Oh, a deserving thanks for Le Pecore Nere for being such a supporting reader of my not-so-great fanfic!
And all the fantastic reviews (though not so much of it).. thanx a lot!!!