Sephiroth walked through the desolate fields, wandering aimlessly. He had killed Cloud and had thought it would end at that. But the emotions came back. He was haunted by his memories in Hell. In the depths where he could watch all that Cloud did, yet was never able to get his revenge. The revenge that was now complete.
Yet it made nothing better. Cloud was dead. That was all, that was all that happened, nothing else. He felt no better, no worse. Maybe killing the rest of the AVALANCHE group... He thought to himself, continuing his path to Nowhere. No, I doubt that would do anything but continue the killing. I've seen the depths of Hell, the depths that no living mortal should ever experience. For a moment he felt a twinge of sorrow for the departed Cloud, perhaps he hadn't gone to Hell, perhaps he had made it to Heaven. Just for a moment, Sephiroth hoped that he had.
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Tifa sniffed back another tear. The casket was now slowly being lowered into the cold hard ground near Kalm. His wounds were not visible through the new clothes they had put on Cloud. The tears were now rolling down her young cheeks.
Death. It had always been a part of her life. Always. Her mother. Her father. And now her husband?! "WHY!?!" She screamed out, in the middle of the funeral. She quickly lowered her head and began to sob.
A big, dark, burly man put his arm around her tiny figure. Tear streaks were seen on his usually hard face. "I-I'm sorry." He managed to choke out. "He was a good man." Barret wasn't a crying man, but the loss of his best friend was hard. Yet again another being plagued by Death. His wife. His parents. His entire home town! Burnt down to the ground by the once evil corporation known as Shinra. And of course his long time friends; Jesse, Biggs and Wedge. Tears rolled down the man's dark cheeks, dripping softly into the freshly dug soil.
Vincent stood in the far corner of the funeral. In solitude as usual. Watching the procession of events. His clouded thoughts became even greater. This was the man who had convinced him to leave his dreadful tomb of nightmares and to follow him into the world of the living. The nightmares remained, but ever since Cloud had come into his life, things seemed to be a little brighter. But now, now it was over. His life was over. Silently he morned for the loss of life.
Reeve stood in person at the funeral. It would have been rude to attend in his remote controled body. He was letting the tears escape and fall to the ground. Cloud had been the one to trust him. Even after he had betrayed them, he had still let him come along. Reeve wished that it had been him and not Cloud. Cloud was too good of a person to die. He was so young too.
Yuffie was balling in her boyfriend's arms. Her tears flowed freely at the loss of the dear friend. Her boyfriend, a member of her home town Wutai, that went by the name of Knives, held her in his arms, unsure exactly of what to do. She sniffed and looked up at the lowering casket and burried her head back in Knives' arms, weeping uncontrollably. Cloud had accepted her. She knew that it wasn't easy for him. She had been as difficult as possible, but deep down she cared for Cloud. More than anyone could imagine.
Cid and Shera stood side by side, arm in arm. Looking at the coffin that was know being covered with dirt. Shera dove into Cid's arms, her head in his chest and wept. Though she hadn't known Cloud all that well, she felt like he was one of her closest friends. He seemed to leave that kind of impression. Cid was trying to act as tough as possible, but tears escaped even him. He suddenly let out with a long string of curses, as many as he could possibly think of. But suddenly he cut off, apologized to the crowd, and tried to comfort Shera.
Nanaki stood on his four legs next to Tifa. Death had been apart of his life as well. His grandfather, Bugenhagen, and his father, the great Seto. But Seto's spirit still live on, watching over his home, Cosmo Canyon. But now the human who had convinced him he could make a difference with Planet's fate. The human who had convinced him that companionship was one of the most prized things anything could ever want. Cloud, the gently, yet strong willed leader. The one who lead them to the victory that saved Planet. Crystal tears escaped his eyes, and they fell silently to the ground.
Finally the head stone was put in place and the funeral was over. However, the group of eight stayed longer than anyone. All weeping, inside or out. Mourning the loss of a true friend.
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Sephiroth paced back and forth, a splitting headache pounding his head. The headaches had been coming to him often. He couldn't seem to figure out what was causing them. Nothing worked to stop them though. Hours of throbbing pain that he endured for reasons he couldn't grasp.
He grabbed his head and fell to the ground. "What's happening to me?" He screamed out loud, his voice echoing throughout the canyon's walls.
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Tifa wept to herself. She couldn't believe it. It had happened. But now Cloud was gone. She couldn't do it alone. She knew she wouldn't be able to alone. Cloud had always been there, comforting her, telling her he'd always be there. To help her, to help her through anything and everything. But now he was gone, and she was clueless as to what to do. Maybe she should ask Barret for help. He might know what to do, and he was a good man that she knew she could trust. Tears flowed down her face once again as she thought of what she was going to have to do.
Depression was filling up inside her as well. Feelings of failure and sadness were also there. She kept them as surpressed as possible. And she felt them building up stronger and stronger. She hoped she could control them long enough.
(((Well here's chapter 2. I wanna know what ya think so far. I'm glad that a few of you took the time to read and review chapter1. I don't care if its good or bad review material, just don't bash me in please!)))
Yet it made nothing better. Cloud was dead. That was all, that was all that happened, nothing else. He felt no better, no worse. Maybe killing the rest of the AVALANCHE group... He thought to himself, continuing his path to Nowhere. No, I doubt that would do anything but continue the killing. I've seen the depths of Hell, the depths that no living mortal should ever experience. For a moment he felt a twinge of sorrow for the departed Cloud, perhaps he hadn't gone to Hell, perhaps he had made it to Heaven. Just for a moment, Sephiroth hoped that he had.
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Tifa sniffed back another tear. The casket was now slowly being lowered into the cold hard ground near Kalm. His wounds were not visible through the new clothes they had put on Cloud. The tears were now rolling down her young cheeks.
Death. It had always been a part of her life. Always. Her mother. Her father. And now her husband?! "WHY!?!" She screamed out, in the middle of the funeral. She quickly lowered her head and began to sob.
A big, dark, burly man put his arm around her tiny figure. Tear streaks were seen on his usually hard face. "I-I'm sorry." He managed to choke out. "He was a good man." Barret wasn't a crying man, but the loss of his best friend was hard. Yet again another being plagued by Death. His wife. His parents. His entire home town! Burnt down to the ground by the once evil corporation known as Shinra. And of course his long time friends; Jesse, Biggs and Wedge. Tears rolled down the man's dark cheeks, dripping softly into the freshly dug soil.
Vincent stood in the far corner of the funeral. In solitude as usual. Watching the procession of events. His clouded thoughts became even greater. This was the man who had convinced him to leave his dreadful tomb of nightmares and to follow him into the world of the living. The nightmares remained, but ever since Cloud had come into his life, things seemed to be a little brighter. But now, now it was over. His life was over. Silently he morned for the loss of life.
Reeve stood in person at the funeral. It would have been rude to attend in his remote controled body. He was letting the tears escape and fall to the ground. Cloud had been the one to trust him. Even after he had betrayed them, he had still let him come along. Reeve wished that it had been him and not Cloud. Cloud was too good of a person to die. He was so young too.
Yuffie was balling in her boyfriend's arms. Her tears flowed freely at the loss of the dear friend. Her boyfriend, a member of her home town Wutai, that went by the name of Knives, held her in his arms, unsure exactly of what to do. She sniffed and looked up at the lowering casket and burried her head back in Knives' arms, weeping uncontrollably. Cloud had accepted her. She knew that it wasn't easy for him. She had been as difficult as possible, but deep down she cared for Cloud. More than anyone could imagine.
Cid and Shera stood side by side, arm in arm. Looking at the coffin that was know being covered with dirt. Shera dove into Cid's arms, her head in his chest and wept. Though she hadn't known Cloud all that well, she felt like he was one of her closest friends. He seemed to leave that kind of impression. Cid was trying to act as tough as possible, but tears escaped even him. He suddenly let out with a long string of curses, as many as he could possibly think of. But suddenly he cut off, apologized to the crowd, and tried to comfort Shera.
Nanaki stood on his four legs next to Tifa. Death had been apart of his life as well. His grandfather, Bugenhagen, and his father, the great Seto. But Seto's spirit still live on, watching over his home, Cosmo Canyon. But now the human who had convinced him he could make a difference with Planet's fate. The human who had convinced him that companionship was one of the most prized things anything could ever want. Cloud, the gently, yet strong willed leader. The one who lead them to the victory that saved Planet. Crystal tears escaped his eyes, and they fell silently to the ground.
Finally the head stone was put in place and the funeral was over. However, the group of eight stayed longer than anyone. All weeping, inside or out. Mourning the loss of a true friend.
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Sephiroth paced back and forth, a splitting headache pounding his head. The headaches had been coming to him often. He couldn't seem to figure out what was causing them. Nothing worked to stop them though. Hours of throbbing pain that he endured for reasons he couldn't grasp.
He grabbed his head and fell to the ground. "What's happening to me?" He screamed out loud, his voice echoing throughout the canyon's walls.
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Tifa wept to herself. She couldn't believe it. It had happened. But now Cloud was gone. She couldn't do it alone. She knew she wouldn't be able to alone. Cloud had always been there, comforting her, telling her he'd always be there. To help her, to help her through anything and everything. But now he was gone, and she was clueless as to what to do. Maybe she should ask Barret for help. He might know what to do, and he was a good man that she knew she could trust. Tears flowed down her face once again as she thought of what she was going to have to do.
Depression was filling up inside her as well. Feelings of failure and sadness were also there. She kept them as surpressed as possible. And she felt them building up stronger and stronger. She hoped she could control them long enough.
(((Well here's chapter 2. I wanna know what ya think so far. I'm glad that a few of you took the time to read and review chapter1. I don't care if its good or bad review material, just don't bash me in please!)))
