Disclaimer: I do not actually own any of the final fantasy characters, but do own shadow, so don't rip it.

Shadow-Bain

By Wiwarin Mir

Cloud lay in his cabin on the Highwind, unable to sleep, thinking about what Shadow had said, claiming to be the last of the Centra. Was this a repeat of Sephiroth; was this Shadow another clone? But that was impossible, he had personally killed Jenova, and without the control of that abomination, no other people could be ensnared. Cloud was brought back to reality with a massive jolt, and quickly made his way up to the bridge.

"What was that Cid?" Cloud looked around, expecting to hear the gruff voice of the pilot, but he heard nothing, there was no one on the bridge, the Highwind was without pilot.

"Do not worry yourself, you are in no danger, you are asleep." Shadow appeared from behind a bulkhead, similar to the way Sephiroth had. "You have been thinking about me, you are wondering who I am, and where I have come from. I am not what you think; I am Centra, the last living Centra to be precise. I know why you question me, you remember Aeris, and you remember how she claimed to be the last living Centra. You are indeed correct, Aeris was the last, but I am here now, now I am the last."

"You are a liar, how can you be a Centra, you have no direct ancestry, you cannot, and how you know about Aeris I don't know, but I am sure about one thing, you have something to do with Jenova" Cloud's face burned red, how dare he talk about Aeris, he didn't know her, to this Shadow person, whoever he was, she was just a name.

"You do not believe me," Shadow's eyes blazed for a brief moment, but then he calmed, "you have chosen, and that will be on your head." With that, Cloud woke up in a pool of sweat, wondering what he should do.