Sun and Shadow
By Sephiroth 4000
Chapter 2: Fall

It hung closer and closer, a planet of swirling blues.  Indescribably beautiful, and all too much like her destroyed planet.  A planet, whose fragments she still clung to, as they were gradually pulled down.  

She knew what her end would be.  This meteor, the last of her Planet, would burn down through the atmosphere, losing size and weight.  It was large enough however, to still be big enough to cause a sizable crater when it would hit this Planet.

Jenova grieved.  Had it come to this. . .She could do nothing.  She would die. 

And when her fiery death came. . .

At least it would be quick. 

She looked ferverishly around.  There was something wrong with her; something wrong with this whole meteorite.  They were all sick, every last bit of life.  They should be dead. . .but for there people's techonology.

All for naught, for they would die now.

Goodbye. . .


It hit the Planet with enough force to create the Northern Crater.  The space wandering Cetra found the sorely wounded Planet, and aimed to heal it, delving down to the very bottom of the wound, perceiving there was something down there halting the healing. . .

And they found a woman of another race, living only because of the lifestream that had bled from the Planet's wound.  In her hands were two pieces of materia, the last remnant of her home.  One was small, the size of a bead, but shone with gentle white-green power.

The other was black, the size of a fist, and seemed utterly lifeless.

The Cetra took care of her, not knowing that she would spread the disease that would be their doom.  And Jenova fled, and ran back to where she had came, finally collapsing.  Dead.

Eventually, in death, she would be found millenia later. . .


He woke abruptly, shaking his blonde head to clear it of his dreams.  Such strange dreams. . .but he had always had strange dreams, and long ago learnt to ignore them. Meteor. . . I saw it. . .falling towards the Planet. . .

He looked quickly over at the luminous face of the clock, and nodded to himself.  It was past time that he got up anyway.

Cloud Strife quietly left his bed, dressed, and left.

Behind him, a dazed pair of garnet eyes opened, and then, answering a call she could no longer resist, Tifa too, dressed and quietly slipped out of the house.