Author`s Note: Hi everyone! It`s Krjs again! I`m back from the Void! I`m sorry it took me so long to update, but I had just recently gotten a shiny new laptop after I graduated high school as a present from my parents. In no time I uploaded my ACII game on the computer, however it`s an HP computer so it`s not too great as a video game console sadly enough. I`ve been playing through the game, and much to my surprise I have now learnt that the DLC comes with the PC version of the game. Yay! As you can tell, I`m going to be playing this for a long while and hopefully will get more inspiration for the story from playing through the game. For now please take this new chapter as my apologies even though it's a bit talky. Sorry everyone!


Main Scenario

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Chapter 8

Tifa meets Jupiter


Where Tifa meets Jupiter and he asks for her help in the hidden war.


Tifa can honestly say that even after everything that she's been through in the other world, there are still some ways to surprise her.

One surefire way to do so is to raise her from the dead.

It's just…one minute she died fighting off a never ending hoard of manikins and now she's in some strange white world filled with writing and codes that she's not sure she understands but strangely recognizes in the back of her mind somewhere. The white world was empty of anyone other than her, and the whiteness. It was a bit scary, and yet also a little calming at the same time. It made her sad because of its reminiscent similarities of Order's Sanctuary, just with less water and a lot more…white. It was also a little boring, and made her wonder if there was some sort of way to leave the place, to find someone else to talk to, if nothing else.

"What…?"
"Tifa Lockhart, I presume?"
"Who's there?!"

Out of reflex Tifa brought up her fists to her chest, legs widening in a steady ready stance and eyes roving the white expanse trying to find the mysterious voice and attempting to find out whether who spoke was a potential enemy or not. The voice proceeded to chuckle, his laughter echoing mechanically into the large area, as though he was laughing through a hidden microphone of some kind. The sound did little to comfort her however, and only made her all the more suspicious of the mysterious stranger, a stranger who, it seems, is watching her through a camera of some kind in some hidden room that's connected to this white dimension somehow.

Finally a flash of bright light appeared, and although Tifa put her hand up over her eyes she didn't take her eyes off the phenomenon, still too guarded about this place that she's found herself in. The light dimmed, only to reveal a man wearing long robes who sported long hair and had a headdress that spoke of ages past, and he had an aura of sheer power that reminded her of Cosmos' aura, although his felt less calm and more…charged, as though he had some kind of lightning spell in his arsenal that he can barely control. Though she's unclenched her fists, she's still in her ready stance, still as wary of this newcomer who has shown himself.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you, daughter of Nibelhiem. Well met."
"Nibelhiem…Wait, you know where I came from? Who are you? Why am I here? How did I get here? Where are my friends?"
"You have so many questions, child. Do allow this old one to catch his breath first before bombarding me with so many inquiries, hmm?"

"…"

Tifa clenched her fists tight again, the wariness having changed to outright distrust of this man, whoever he may be.

"Peace youngling. I shall answer all your questions, but put down your fists first. I have no intention of harming you."
"And how do I know that I can trust you?"
"You don't. However I am the only way you'll be able to leave this realm, is that not enough?"
"You do? How? Tell me!"
"Now, now, is that any way to speak to someone who wishes to help you?"
"Tell me now before I crush your skull!"
"Alright, I'll tell, but in return I must ask your assistance for some time."
"You need help with something?"
"Yes. Will you agree?"
"Will you tell me how to get out of here if I don't?"
"No."
"I figured as much. *sigh* Fine, I'll help you out."
"Thank you. I shall now tell you what I need your aid in. I can take you out of this realm, but I cannot take you back to the Closed World you had just left."
"Closed World…You mean, the place that Cosmos and Chaos was fighting over?"
"Yes, that world is closed to us. There are no pathways in and out of that realm other than the Interdimensional Rift, and believe me when I say that the Rift should best be avoided if you wish to keep your life."
"I can believe that."
"I had thought you might, seeing as you had just died fighting off some of the dwellers of the Rift."
"Dwellers of the Rift…Wait; the manikins were from the Interdimensional Rift?"
"Strictly speaking they were banished into the Interdimensional Rift; however after their banishment they've made the Rift their home and so are known as the Dwellers of the Rift to those of us who have knowledge of their existence."
"Really."
"Yes, but I digress. I believe I was informing you of your new mission?"
"Yes you were."
"I apologize; I am easily sidetracked in conversations. Now where was I…Oh yes I remember now, I shall send you to a new world where some of my blessed descendants dwell, to a floating city. I shall give you the knowledge that you will need to live in this realm, such as their language and the culture that you will live in. You are to search for one named Antonio de Magianis, join his band of thieves and wait there for the Prophet, Ezio Auditore da Firenze. My wife Minerva has sent her own champion with him, one that I believe you know by the name Lightning. Go with them when they come. They shall need your strong arm more than the thieves ever would."
"How will I know who's who?"
"They shall introduce themselves to you."
"Is there anything else you think I should know before you send me to this floating city of yours?"
"I cannot allow you to bring your Materia with you. There are no Lifestream there for it to work."
"Hmph. I knew it sounded too easy. Fine, you can have them. What else?"
"Be careful who you show your fighting abilities to, there are those who would use you to dastardly ends, and I'm sure you have to wish to turn into another tool of war."
"You got that right. Alright, I'll be careful about showing off. Is that all?"
"Yes. Are you ready?"
"I am. Let's do this!"
"You have my eternal gratitude for this, daughter of Nibelhiem. May your strikes ring true and your battles ever triumphant."

Tifa only smirks at Jupiter as her response to his farewell before she was engulfed by a pillar of white light. Jupiter's husky laughter rang in her ears as she disappeared from the white dimension and even while she fights off the goons who decided it would be a good idea to grab her breasts.