Chapter Twelve
It had taken the better part of two hours to get most of the people into the airships. Cait Sith had hated forcing people onboard but had no choice. Tifa had left two soldiers with him to help him control the crowd. One by one the airships began taking off. Cait Sith watched as the City of the Ancients began flooding. He let out a short sob and fought back a tear. He saw that people were looking at him so he composed himself and went to the bridge. "Chart a course for Mideel."
"Why?"
"That's where were going. Don't question me! Just do it!"
The pilot took a hint and went over the intercom. "Attention! We are heading for Mideel. Please await further instructions."
The next day had seemed even more unbearable for Tifa. She knew that Leviathon had struck and heard many people throughout Mideel talking about it. Everyone began thinking that Mideel would be next. Tifa clenched a fist and swore that one way or another Leviathon would die. "What's wrong Tifa?"
"I haven't heard from anyone since I got here. What's taking them so long and what is this big plan Vincent has?"
Cloud shrugged and said,"I'm being kept in the dark too you know."
Tifa walked into their room and sat on the bed when her phone began to ring. "Hello?"
"Hi Tifa. It's me Cait Sith."
Tifa let a solitary tear fall down her cheek and said,"You survived."
"Yes but barely. We've set course for Mideel."
"Good. When you get here tell the people onboard to begin grabbing tents."
"Sure thing. Were about twenty minutes away."
"Alright. It looks as if Reeve and the others have arrived. I'll talk to you later and Cait Sith?"
"Yes?"
"Excellent job."
Caith Sith had been wearing a big smile across his face and disconnected the call. He had not expected Tifa to congratulate him like that. He turned around and saw that many of the survivors had been wearing scowls. "Listen up. Tifa knows what she's doing. She's got us this far right? Don't be so quick to condemn us for trying to help. Were Avalanche for crying out loud. We stopped a meteor from destroying the planet. A giant fish doesn't come close." He heard some applause and some bewildered comments. He had tried his best at a pep talk but wasn't really good at it. Feeling embarassed he turned back to look out the window. Mideel was right in front of him.
It had taken an hour for everyone to assemble in the conference room. The greetings went around the room like wildfire and everyone was happy to see eachother. Vincent stepped to the podium and cried for silence. "I know we've been through alot but it's not over. I've come up with a way to stop Leviathon."
"How?" Tifa asked.
"By using our ultimate weapons and limit breaks." With those words he began throwing them their weapons. Cloud caught his ultima weapon. Tifa put on her godshand. Yuffie attached her conformer to her back. Barret added his missing score memory chip to his gunarm. Red XIII put on his limited moon hairclip. Cid sharpened the point of his venus gospel while Vincent loaded his outsider. "With these Leviathon won't stand a chance."
Tifa looked down at her fist and frowned. How could she battle in her condition? Vincent must have saw her because he stepped down and walked up to her. "I don't expect you to join Tifa. The rest of you have twenty four hours to decide what you want to do. I'll be here waiting."
Cloud smiled as he remembered a similar speech before facing Sephiroth. Last time everyone had come back. Would they now?
