Mistakes FFVII Style
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How to Get Killed by:
The Two Headed Dragon (This is getting stupid)
Having chosen to rest the night, the small group had unfortunately received a very long, annoying call from the thief that was Yuffie who had spent a good half an hour whining on about Barrett's uselessness with materia before actually giving them some advice after Vincent had threatened in his ever so sophisticated way that if she didn't stop complaining anytime soon he would climb back down the mountain and throttle her. It was done with a lot more prowess than that of course and also not in those exact words either but the point was easily understood. Even by the ninja girl who general understanding of the world made Barrett look like a high class university lecturer. She had talked for another half hour about the importance of using the right materia to enhance a person's skill and had her own suggestions on who should have what and how they were all to be connected.
With a satisfied plip, Cloud finally ended the call on the PHS and turned it off because there was no way that he was going to deal with Yuffie for a while yet. Especially considering the fact that Cid and Barrett appeared to be going at each others throats with a war of insults which was not helping his headache. "I feel really sorry for Nanaki at the moment"
Tifa had to nod, whilst she swapped over materia, "Yeah, the poor thing is stuck with those four for the whole night. How he has the patience to deal with such a thing is beyond me" slotting the Baharmut summon into place alongside the enemy skills materia, she handed Cloud his sword and went to work on allocating hers and Vincent's materia.
Vincent for his part didn't respond, his red eyes searching constantly for any signs of danger though most of the hungry monsters appeared to have gone roaming about else to look for some food. "Vincent?" Tifa asked after a few seconds, causing the ex-Turk to turn around and incline his head in such a way that indicated he was listening, "Are you any good with cure materia?"
"Cure materia?" asked Cloud, frowning at Tifa in an odd way, "I thought you had Aerith's…" his breath caught in his throat for a second at mentioning the girl's name, "materia"
"I do…" Tifa said a little guardedly, "It's just that we appear to have a second one, it's not quite as strong, only level two I would say but if Vincent can use it then we may as well have two of us to attempt to keep us alive"
"A good idea" came Vincent's reply, the first words he had spoken since they had set up camp.
Shrugging, Tifa applied the stray cure materia to Vincent's gun and added the counter attack one as good measure. They took turns during the night for watch but both Cloud and Tifa got the feeling that Vincent never actually slept. But this was probably due to the fact that the man had been asleep in a coffin for a number of years, which spookily meant he was about sixty-five by their reckoning. Tifa secretly hoped that Cloud would look that good at that age but she doubted it.
The next morning they were up bright and early and heading towards a side tunnel when a dragon came out of no where and bit down heavily on Tifa. Cloud and Vincent/Hellmasker immediately dispatched the monster, none to happy at the creature for hurting their female companion. Though she wasn't sure if it was the general mother feeling that all men had when it came to girls, the fact they had both already seen enough suffering in their lives or the fact that they both fancied her that they did it. Vincent picked her up and carried her bridal style back to a small glowing pool that they had camped nearby whilst Cloud gently scooped the water out with his hands and helped her to drink as much as possible.
Feeling much better, the group set off down the corridor, glad to not have to worry about anymore dragons coming their way for the time being. Up ahead there was a yell of pain and another of the dratted cloaked figures landed with a thump on the ground but disappeared before they were able to reach him. Tifa and Cloud stared at the place where the clone had been, unaware of the presence that was coming across them until Vincent roughly grabbed the back of their collars and hauled them just out of reach of the first set of claws that came streaming towards them.
Immediately the small group was rushing forward, Tifa smacking into the thing with a series of attacks that quite dumfounded the two boys but they knew to just keep a wary eye on her and concentrate on beating the living daylights out of this monster. Vincent spun elegantly to fire on the creature, only to suddenly find himself thrown backwards before a summon, Odin he believed, ripped through the creature. Turning to Tifa, he realised with fear that she was practically dead on her feet and threw all of his might into a cure level two. Thankfully through Yuffie's advice, Tifa had equipped an all materia to it so all of them regained enough health to continue on with this rather insane battle. Throwing a bolt three at the creature, Vincent doubled back to protect the girl once again when suddenly there came two plumes of ice towards him followed by the strange glowing of a bright blue light.
Tifa sagged against his body and within seconds he found himself crumpled on top of her, the lifestream finally coming to claim him without any of his sins undone or forgiven. Cloud felt bitter tears sting his eyes as he flung himself full force into a 'finishing touch' overdrive, the winds swirling around him in a multitude of patterned. Unfortunately the one remaining head still had more than enough life left to throw several bolts of frost at him, enough to seal his heart and then break it into a thousand pieces.
Lesson to be learned: Level up once more or something?
Authors note: By this time I really was starting to get really peeved off so I left it for a little bit, till about the next day if I remember rightly to have a go…interesting result, read more to find out how it was done