Chapter One - The Voice
It is moving
A second evil is spreading
You stopped it once
But not again
A new group will finish
What you must start
Costa Del Sol Hotel
Cloud Strife awoke with a start at hearing those words echoing through his head. He hadn't heard a voice like that for almost fifteen years now, ever since he and a group had gotten caught up in a struggle to save the planet from the evil Sephiroth. He lay with his eyes open, trying not to think about what happened fifteen years ago. That was a dark page in his history. The covers moved as his new wife, Tifa Strife slowly came out of her sleepy slumber. After the incident Tifa and Cloud had admitted their love for one another and had a child, named Aeris after a dearly departed friend. They had gotten married only one week ago at a ceremony in their hometown of Nibelheim. Everyone from back then had shown up, even Yuffie, Cloud was surprised at that. Cid had given them a lift in the Highwind after the ceremony to Costa Del Sol for their honeymoon.
Now here they both were, lying in their bed. Tifa slid across the bed and snuggled up to her husband.
"What's the matter?" Tifa asked, concerned. Cloud contemplated telling her about the voice. Nobody knew of the voice that talked to him all those years ago. Would it do any good telling her now?
"Nothing, just a bad dream, that's all." Cloud said, not looking into her eyes. He knew she would tell he was lying if she looked into his eyes.
"A bad dream, tonight of all nights?" she asked, disbelievingly.
"Yeah, that's all." He said, no feeling in his voice. She put her hand on the side of his face and turned his face slowly to meet hers. She planted a soft kiss on his lips. When the kiss was broken, Tifa smiled, teasingly.
"Then lets see what we can do about that."
To be continued...
It is moving
A second evil is spreading
You stopped it once
But not again
A new group will finish
What you must start
Costa Del Sol Hotel
Cloud Strife awoke with a start at hearing those words echoing through his head. He hadn't heard a voice like that for almost fifteen years now, ever since he and a group had gotten caught up in a struggle to save the planet from the evil Sephiroth. He lay with his eyes open, trying not to think about what happened fifteen years ago. That was a dark page in his history. The covers moved as his new wife, Tifa Strife slowly came out of her sleepy slumber. After the incident Tifa and Cloud had admitted their love for one another and had a child, named Aeris after a dearly departed friend. They had gotten married only one week ago at a ceremony in their hometown of Nibelheim. Everyone from back then had shown up, even Yuffie, Cloud was surprised at that. Cid had given them a lift in the Highwind after the ceremony to Costa Del Sol for their honeymoon.
Now here they both were, lying in their bed. Tifa slid across the bed and snuggled up to her husband.
"What's the matter?" Tifa asked, concerned. Cloud contemplated telling her about the voice. Nobody knew of the voice that talked to him all those years ago. Would it do any good telling her now?
"Nothing, just a bad dream, that's all." Cloud said, not looking into her eyes. He knew she would tell he was lying if she looked into his eyes.
"A bad dream, tonight of all nights?" she asked, disbelievingly.
"Yeah, that's all." He said, no feeling in his voice. She put her hand on the side of his face and turned his face slowly to meet hers. She planted a soft kiss on his lips. When the kiss was broken, Tifa smiled, teasingly.
"Then lets see what we can do about that."
To be continued...