Hi! This is chapter
two. But I should warn you that it's
pretty depressing! I stayed up most of
the night writing it so it's not too good.
I was half asleep while writing it.
But anyway, this is a little of Aeris' childhood. And I don't own Final
Fantasy VII.
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Chapter 2
Aeris
looked out the window as she started to talk.
"It began about three hundred years ago. I was born in a tiny village in the north called Icicle. My family was poor but I still led a happy
life until around the time I turned four years old. A great war began. My
father was a soldier fighting against the army of men that attempted to destroy
the village. My mother always tried to
keep me away from all the fighting so she and I stayed in the small basement of
our house.
I was naturally curious at that age
and I wanted to see what my mother was hiding from me. So finally, one stormy day I ran up the
stairs of the basement and went outside.
It was the first time I had seen any real violence. I was amazed with all the hatred and anguish
I beheld. But then my father called out
my name.
"Aeris!! What are you doing out here!
Get back inside!!" he yelled. I
turned around and looked at him. He was
all bruised and cut up and his dark hair was covered in dirt. The sword that he held was blanketed in
blood.
He started running towards me, and
I remember a man in armor on a black chocobo riding towards my father. Before my father could reach me, the man
leaped off the chocobo and drove his sword through my father's back. He kicked him off the sword and my father
fell into the mud.
"Daddy!! No!" I screamed. I ran over to him and looked up at the man
who stabbed him. My vision was blurred
because of all the tears but I saw his cruel, aquamarine eyes very clearly. He turned and walked away, his twelve-foot
sword still in his hand. I looked down
at my father and I noticed that he was holding my hand. He seemed to be trying to say something to
me. I knelt down and listened. He put his hand up to my face and wiped my
tears away.
"I love you and I always will, my
princess", he said. As soon as he
finished, he closed his eyes, never to open them again. All of a sudden, my mother ran out of the
house. She knelt down beside me and put
her arm around me. She too started to
cry and she took my father's hand. She
said a silent prayer. I never knew what
she said, but I knew that she was praying.
Then she took my father's necklace from him and put it on me.
"It will be safe with you", she
whispered. I looked at the
pendant. It was a flying silver
dove. I never saw my father without
it. He always had it with him.
My mother took one last look at him
and said, "We have to go now".
I looked up. "How come, mommy? I wanna stay with daddy".
She looked at me. "Aeris darling, daddy isn't here anymore".
I gazed back at him. Tears were streaming down my face. My mother pulled on my arm.
"Please Aeris, we have to leave
now." my mother said, "its much too dangerous hereā¦" But before she could
finish, an arrow came out of nowhere and flew into my mother's shoulder. I screamed and she fell. I helped her up and she painfully pulled the
arrow out of her shoulder.
"Are you okay!?" I asked her
anxiously. She took my hand and stood
up.
"Let's go, Aeris", she said. We started running. It didn't matter where we ran, as long as it
was away from the fighting. We dodged
arrows and spears the whole way as we ran into the forest. I took one last look at my home and I knew I
would never see it again.
We stopped for the night on the
other side of the forest. I was still
crying and I had bruises on my legs from all the times I had fallen. My mother held me in her arms.
"You need some rest, Aeris. Go to sleep", she said.
"I-I can't. I miss daddy", I said sobbing.
"I know dear, so do I", she said,
"even though he's not here physically, he will always be guiding and protecting
us in spirit form".
"Really?" I asked, "Like an angel?"
My mother smiled for the first time
that day. "Yes Aeris, just like an
angel".
I felt a little better hearing
that. I remembered the stories that my
father used to tell me whenever I felt sad.
They were stories with princes, knights, princesses and dragons. I liked how my father always named the princess
'Aeris'. I also liked how the princess
got together with the prince in every ending.
He always had a way of making me feel better.
"Mommy? Could you tell me a story?" I asked her, "Like the ones that
daddy always told me?"
"Of course", she replied. Her voice was very calming and I started to
drift off to sleep. But I knew that I
would always remember this day. And I
would never forget the cold, hard gaze of the man with the long sword. It was burnt into my memory forever.
Right before I fell asleep, I
watched the rain. It looked just like
tears falling from heaven.
"The heavens are crying for us", I
whispered as my mother hugged me and finished the story.
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Well, that's chapter 2.
Depressing, huh? Oh well, let's
hope the next chapter is less depressing.
And I think you can all guess who the man with the long sword is! This story is getting kinda weird. I should write this while I'm awake! Anyway, if you have any suggestions or
comments, I'd love to hear them!
Yunalesca Strife ^_^