A/N - Anyone want to see Marlene's POV at this time? I'll do it on request.
Also, I'm going to put a little romantic scene in here, just to complicate
things further when our Kierann comes in, in a few chapters time... I must
have the lowest reviews per chapter ratio in the whole site {;_;} This
chapter though... Its really short, but sweet {^_^}
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"I feel so alive, for the very first time; I can't deny you... I feel so alive" (P.O.D - Alive)
Midnight lay on her bed at Elmyra's house and groaned. She just couldn't sleep, no matter what she did. Turning over and over, she found herself wrapped in her thin sheet, the pillow crushed under her head as she wriggled round trying to get comfy.
It just wasn't going to happen. Midnight sighed, swung her legs out of the bed, deciding to go get some fresh air to clear her head of the thoughts of death she still found in there, and silently tiptoed down the tower stairs, and out the back door into the cooling night air.
Behind the field, which had been her battlefield only an hour or so ago, was a small well with a view over the river, towards Junon. ("I wonder how Mam and Dad are doing without me... Pah, they wont even notice I've gone...") She climbed up towards the well, scaling the fence and sitting on the rim of the well, looking up at the stars. She thought of the unhappy life she'd had with her foster parents, who had never paid any attention to her, only to her older sister who was biologically theirs. ("Stupid bitch. Just cos she came from Mam, they treat her like a goddess... wonder what you'd think now if you saw me fight, eh Priscilla? So you're five years older... I could kick your ass any day... I wonder. If Mam and Dad would treat me any different if they knew who I was the daughter of, really?... I bet my ass they would...") Leaning back against the support on the rim of the well, she sighed as she looked up into the starry night sky. She spoke her thoughts out loud, as if they would get through that way to who they were directed at.
"You risked your lives to save us all, only for it to be snatched away from you again as soon as you thought you had a chance to live it... The whole world is in your debt... Yet, the very one who threatened the life of the planet is in charge of it, now you're gone... I know you wouldn't stand for it. Your memories are mocked by Extreme, and the new generation don't know who you were, or how you fought for our future... But if Sephiroth carries on with this reign of terror, it can't be too long before those futures are destroyed again... Mom, Dad... why can't you be here with me? I can't defeat him on my own, no matter how strong you make me. I can't live up to you..."
Looking up, Midnight saw a shooting star, and smiled. Make a wish on a shooting star... ("I wish everything turns out in the end...") A splash of warm landed on her bare foot, and Midnight realised that she had been crying. The tears had made a small puddle in her lap and now as she bent forward they spilled onto the ground. Above her, another eight shooting stars met with the first one. One for each member of Avalanche, Midnight thought sadly. ("I have to avenge them...")
"Damn you, Weapon! And damn you, Sephiroth as well!" Midnight threw her head back and screamed these words high into the sky, where they echoed around in the empty field. And then, she broke down again, crying softly into her hands as nine fireflies danced slowly around her face, lighting it up with a gentle yellow glow.
Caen had been stood at the gate to the well for about five minutes when he finally decided to jump the fence and walk towards the female warrior who had been dominating his thoughts all night. The only sound was of a few crickets in the bushes, Midnight's gentle sobs and Caen's soft footsteps padding towards her. Midnight jumped slightly as he pulled himself up next to her and laid an arm around her shoulders. The rush that she recently experienced whenever she was with him returned as she laid her head on his shoulder, leaning into his chest. "You know," he whispered quietly, so quietly that Midnight had to strain to hear, "I used to lay awake all night thinking those same words... If it hadn't been for Sephiroth, then my family would not have been torn apart, and my mother forced to live in fear and hiding. If it hadn't been for Sephiroth, Tifa would have brought you up herself... If it hadn't been for Sephiroth, then Weapon wouldn't have been summoned and Avalanche wouldn't have gone down..."
They both sat in silence for a few minutes, until Midnight broke the quiet. "Do you really believe we can do it? Save Reno, and fight Extreme in the process?... I can't believe that we're going to be powerful enough to pull it off..."
Caen looked at her with a smile on his pale lips. "You of all people shouldn't worry... with your Heaven's Cloud, you could slay half a million Spirit Fighters with no problem. We'll do it, Midnight; we were born to do it. And somehow, I don't think we're gonna stop there... its gonna be a long journey. But we're the protectors of the planet, now, aren't we? We'll do it..."
Another few minutes passed, as both Caen and Midnight stared up at the sky. Midnight had this strange feeling of deja vu... but it was overshadowed by the tremble of her body as Caen slowly laid her down in his lap and looked upon her face. The fireflies were mostly gone now, but two of them danced around the well in a pattern excitedly. They lit up Caen's tanned face, framed by large pieces of light brown hair, which had fallen out of their place during his sleep. He was so gorgeous... he made her heart ache just by being there... Midnight suddenly felt the need to ask Caen something. "Caen... if I'm ever in a bind, will you come and rescue me? I want to be rescued by my hero... I want to know that feeling at least once in my life..." She looked up at him with her bright blue eyes, which threw out a faint light, and caught the gaze of his deep green, similarly glowing eyes.
Caen swallowed. He had just gone along with his feelings so far, but when he had drawn her into his lap, he felt the butterflies rise up in his stomach and he realised, to his horror, that his hands were shaking. He gazed down at her porcelain skin, framed by her slightly wavy red hair, which glowed fiery in the moonlight. The long spikes had calmed down a bit now, but still stuck up, and her eyes held a peaceful shine. She was so beautiful... Her voice actually physically made him ache for her; whether it was adrenaline or love he couldn't tell. ("She'll probably be rescuing me...") He smiled his warmest smile. "I can be your hero, baby..." With that, he pulled her face closer to him and gently brushed his lips against hers.
Midnight held her breath as he replied, and exhaled slowly as he placed a hand behind her head and drew her closer, touching his lips to hers. This was what she'd dreamt of for the last day, although it felt like forever. She extended her arms and wrapped them around his neck, pushing her lips harder against his and deepening the kiss. Caen let out a small moan in his throat as he felt her tongue slowly start to explore his mouth. One of her hands gently stroked the back of his neck, as he lifted her up into a better place and undid the clip she was wearing on her head, running his hands through her long hair as they forgot about anything but each other.
Above the two teenage lovers, the two fireflies danced in a slow rhythm. Higher up, two stars twinkled brighter than normal in the indigo sky.
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A/N - Bless them! {^_^} Some real fighting action soon, I promise!
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"I feel so alive, for the very first time; I can't deny you... I feel so alive" (P.O.D - Alive)
Midnight lay on her bed at Elmyra's house and groaned. She just couldn't sleep, no matter what she did. Turning over and over, she found herself wrapped in her thin sheet, the pillow crushed under her head as she wriggled round trying to get comfy.
It just wasn't going to happen. Midnight sighed, swung her legs out of the bed, deciding to go get some fresh air to clear her head of the thoughts of death she still found in there, and silently tiptoed down the tower stairs, and out the back door into the cooling night air.
Behind the field, which had been her battlefield only an hour or so ago, was a small well with a view over the river, towards Junon. ("I wonder how Mam and Dad are doing without me... Pah, they wont even notice I've gone...") She climbed up towards the well, scaling the fence and sitting on the rim of the well, looking up at the stars. She thought of the unhappy life she'd had with her foster parents, who had never paid any attention to her, only to her older sister who was biologically theirs. ("Stupid bitch. Just cos she came from Mam, they treat her like a goddess... wonder what you'd think now if you saw me fight, eh Priscilla? So you're five years older... I could kick your ass any day... I wonder. If Mam and Dad would treat me any different if they knew who I was the daughter of, really?... I bet my ass they would...") Leaning back against the support on the rim of the well, she sighed as she looked up into the starry night sky. She spoke her thoughts out loud, as if they would get through that way to who they were directed at.
"You risked your lives to save us all, only for it to be snatched away from you again as soon as you thought you had a chance to live it... The whole world is in your debt... Yet, the very one who threatened the life of the planet is in charge of it, now you're gone... I know you wouldn't stand for it. Your memories are mocked by Extreme, and the new generation don't know who you were, or how you fought for our future... But if Sephiroth carries on with this reign of terror, it can't be too long before those futures are destroyed again... Mom, Dad... why can't you be here with me? I can't defeat him on my own, no matter how strong you make me. I can't live up to you..."
Looking up, Midnight saw a shooting star, and smiled. Make a wish on a shooting star... ("I wish everything turns out in the end...") A splash of warm landed on her bare foot, and Midnight realised that she had been crying. The tears had made a small puddle in her lap and now as she bent forward they spilled onto the ground. Above her, another eight shooting stars met with the first one. One for each member of Avalanche, Midnight thought sadly. ("I have to avenge them...")
"Damn you, Weapon! And damn you, Sephiroth as well!" Midnight threw her head back and screamed these words high into the sky, where they echoed around in the empty field. And then, she broke down again, crying softly into her hands as nine fireflies danced slowly around her face, lighting it up with a gentle yellow glow.
Caen had been stood at the gate to the well for about five minutes when he finally decided to jump the fence and walk towards the female warrior who had been dominating his thoughts all night. The only sound was of a few crickets in the bushes, Midnight's gentle sobs and Caen's soft footsteps padding towards her. Midnight jumped slightly as he pulled himself up next to her and laid an arm around her shoulders. The rush that she recently experienced whenever she was with him returned as she laid her head on his shoulder, leaning into his chest. "You know," he whispered quietly, so quietly that Midnight had to strain to hear, "I used to lay awake all night thinking those same words... If it hadn't been for Sephiroth, then my family would not have been torn apart, and my mother forced to live in fear and hiding. If it hadn't been for Sephiroth, Tifa would have brought you up herself... If it hadn't been for Sephiroth, then Weapon wouldn't have been summoned and Avalanche wouldn't have gone down..."
They both sat in silence for a few minutes, until Midnight broke the quiet. "Do you really believe we can do it? Save Reno, and fight Extreme in the process?... I can't believe that we're going to be powerful enough to pull it off..."
Caen looked at her with a smile on his pale lips. "You of all people shouldn't worry... with your Heaven's Cloud, you could slay half a million Spirit Fighters with no problem. We'll do it, Midnight; we were born to do it. And somehow, I don't think we're gonna stop there... its gonna be a long journey. But we're the protectors of the planet, now, aren't we? We'll do it..."
Another few minutes passed, as both Caen and Midnight stared up at the sky. Midnight had this strange feeling of deja vu... but it was overshadowed by the tremble of her body as Caen slowly laid her down in his lap and looked upon her face. The fireflies were mostly gone now, but two of them danced around the well in a pattern excitedly. They lit up Caen's tanned face, framed by large pieces of light brown hair, which had fallen out of their place during his sleep. He was so gorgeous... he made her heart ache just by being there... Midnight suddenly felt the need to ask Caen something. "Caen... if I'm ever in a bind, will you come and rescue me? I want to be rescued by my hero... I want to know that feeling at least once in my life..." She looked up at him with her bright blue eyes, which threw out a faint light, and caught the gaze of his deep green, similarly glowing eyes.
Caen swallowed. He had just gone along with his feelings so far, but when he had drawn her into his lap, he felt the butterflies rise up in his stomach and he realised, to his horror, that his hands were shaking. He gazed down at her porcelain skin, framed by her slightly wavy red hair, which glowed fiery in the moonlight. The long spikes had calmed down a bit now, but still stuck up, and her eyes held a peaceful shine. She was so beautiful... Her voice actually physically made him ache for her; whether it was adrenaline or love he couldn't tell. ("She'll probably be rescuing me...") He smiled his warmest smile. "I can be your hero, baby..." With that, he pulled her face closer to him and gently brushed his lips against hers.
Midnight held her breath as he replied, and exhaled slowly as he placed a hand behind her head and drew her closer, touching his lips to hers. This was what she'd dreamt of for the last day, although it felt like forever. She extended her arms and wrapped them around his neck, pushing her lips harder against his and deepening the kiss. Caen let out a small moan in his throat as he felt her tongue slowly start to explore his mouth. One of her hands gently stroked the back of his neck, as he lifted her up into a better place and undid the clip she was wearing on her head, running his hands through her long hair as they forgot about anything but each other.
Above the two teenage lovers, the two fireflies danced in a slow rhythm. Higher up, two stars twinkled brighter than normal in the indigo sky.
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A/N - Bless them! {^_^} Some real fighting action soon, I promise!