Angel Trapped On Earth
Chapter Four
. + . Explainations and Company .+.
Sephiroth was seething with rage as he stalked, glowering, all the way to Mt. Nibel. He didn't really know why he chose this path, he just felt like it. He was on his way out of Tifa's life when a familiar voice reached his keen ears. It was Cloud. He scowled. What the hell was he doing here? Had he come back for Tifa? He didn't want to admit it, but he felt something that was vaguely like jealousy. He didn't like jealousy, and he obviously did not like Cloud. Cloud had thought that he had defeated Sephiroth, and at that Sephiroth smirked. It was time to get his revenge, no time like the present, he mused.
But before he could surprise the clodhead, he heard another familiar voice. It was Tifa's. He whirled around the corner and hid behind the leafy bushes. He listened, seethed with rage as Cloud smirked at Tifa, then panicked. He was holding her in a compromising position, preparing to suck her life out with an ancient-looking talisman. He didn't let reason even leave so much as a mark upon his brain, instead, he just emerged from his hiding spot looking very pissed off indeed. He grinned as he saw Cloud visably widen his eyes and gulp.
He scowled as he saw Tifa, shaking with fear with eyes closed tight. In all the times that he had battled her, blinded by his plans, she had never once looked frigtened. She had always looked fierce and determined. Cloud had ruined her. He pulled his sword out of his sheath.
"Let her go." He growled in a deadly tone.
Cloud abrupty let her go and vanished. What the hell was that? He just..disappeared! Tifa didn't look surprise though, but when she came to, he saw her going unsteady and rushed to catch her just in time.
"You came.." She whispered as she fainted.
"Of course I did." He muttered under his breath quite aware that she couldn't hear him.
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He groaned inwardly as he found himself right in front of her door. The very one he had slammed and walked out of in a fury. He meant what he said when she wasn't fit to touch it. He just didn't mean it in the way that she thought he did. His sword was stained with his sins, collected by the blood that had pooled upon it. She was much too perfect now in his eyes to ever wield his sword. Besides, he was a bit touchy when people touched it. He opened the door, it creaked a little, and found himself a big, unpleasant surprise.
Some big, muscled, thug-like man, a pretty young girl, an odd looking lion, Rufus; a shinra worker that he recgonized, and his fath--no--Vincent. Bloody hell. This was just his day. They all stared at him suspciously, narrowing their eyes like uniform slits, and finally Barret growled rudely.
"You're supposed to be dead you scum. What have you done to Tifa?!" Barret roared.
Sephiroth was not at all a good sport. This was enough. He set her down upon the nearest sofa, making sure her head didn't droop and break, and then he turned his professional icy glare at the man. It didn't work. Surely the man was definitely fearless when his friends were in danger.
"Miss Lockheart here was just saved by me. You should all be thanking my ass." Sephiroth replied smoothly.
Yuffie, the pretty young girl, had to hold back Barret from lunging at Sephiroth. With the help of Rufus of course. Vincent was just watching the scene with a touch of amusement in his eyes. Vincent moved closer to Yuffie, closed his arms around her waist and pulled her back gently. Sephiroth observed them and silently confirmed that the mischievious girl obviously had won Vincent's heart. Sephiroth refused to believe him as his father.
Sephiroth crossed his arms over his chest and gave a glower that could scare away the evilest of devils. That didn't work either. Yuffie moved over to Tifa fearlessly and examined her friend to see if she was physically harm.
"I assure you that if you find Tifa hurt, then it is not my doing." Sephiroth said chillingly, lowering his icy gaze towards Yuffie. Out of the corner of his eyes, he could see Vincent tense.
Yuffie wasn't a damsel in distress though because right when he said that, she replied primly with, "Then you know who did it, dontcha?"
Brat.
"If you must know. It's Cloud." Sephiroth said, expecting them to all pounce on him for ever saying that about his friend. They didn't. Instead they looked even more tense.
"….I knew it…I knew that bastard's come for her." Barret muttered.
It was Sephiroth's turn to stiffen. He had come here to kill Tifa for a PURPOSE? Now this was getting far, and he had no idea why he was so angered. He arched an elegant brow, waiting for an explaination.
It was Vincent who spoke.
"He tried going after Yuff. Yuffie First." He said quietly, noticing his slip up. A blush crept slowly to his cheeks. Yuffie grinned broadly then presumed a serious expression.
Sephiroth wanted to choke. In fact, make that wanted to choke someone. "Why?" He said, straining to keep his temper in check.
"We figure he's trying to drain out optomistic souls and souls of people who are happy and caring." Rufus said calmly.
"You figure?" Sephiroth asked clearly impatient.
"At the ShinRa headquarters, with Tseng as the new president, we have been watching over the activity over this continent. There has been a report that Hojo is alive and well. How this happened we don't know. As for further information, I don't know. We were planning to come here to protect Tifa ourselves seeing as how we detected that Cloud was working with Hojo. He's tried going after Yuffie. Yuffie told us that she had felt a helplessness and Depression once the mirror-like talisman activated. We researched the object. It is an ancient object in which the object sucks out the living soul out of a person and harbors it into a dead person, reviving that dead person. We think he wants Aeris. That is all I know." Rufus said. Since when did he become such a damn buisnessman, Sephiroth wondered.
"Whatever. I'll kill him nonetheless." Sephiroth replied not caring if the whole world was listening to him right now.
He picked up Tifa off the sofa, not caring that Yuffie tried to stop him or Barret's frantic attempts to get at him (while being held back by Vincent and Rufus), but the lion jumped on him.
"Get him Nanaki!" Barret yelled.
Damn. He flung the lion off effortlessly. He glared at all of them then just simply said, "I'm taking her upstairs to rest."
With that, he merely just carried up to her room and layed her down gently. He looked at her intently, and wondered why he was still here. He could be gone. He had plans he still had to achieve. To hell with his plans, a voice in his mind thundered angrily. He didn't want to do Jenova's biddings anymore. He just didn't care. Tifa's life was in jepoardy and whatever hell-driven curse had happened upon him, he just wanted to stay and protect her not really knowing why. Love, however, never even once dared to cross his mind.
He turned, his cloak made a thick flutter, then descended down the stairs. He was not surprised that the company of fools was still there. He scowled again, and then eyed Rufus. He was calm. Too calm.
"You knew." He growled.
"I had to wait until he carried out his plans. We were planning to..but..didn't get here in time." Rufus said, looking to the floor. He had changed. He had a few gray hairs and his eyes were dull.
"So then you must've known about me." He said. Rufus nodded solemnly. Sephiroth exhaled a shudder. There goes his hopes for concealment.
"All of you should go. There's an inn here and you all know it. Her house isn't big enough for all of you." He said rudely with a scowl.
They just looked at him in disbelief while Vincent seemed unphased. Yuffie, however, being a girl did not stand for it.
"That was rude! What about you?! What gives you the right to stay here?" She nearly shrieked.
He smirked.
"She wants me here." He said, quite sure of himself.
"Egotistic bastard, I'll rip your head off ya!" Barret bellowed, and once again arms shot out to hold him back.
"Let's go." Nanaki said. His wisdom alerted him that Tifa would be more than safe with Sephiroth here. Something about Sephiroth had changed.
Barret muttered a few appalling curses under his breath and stormed out giving the door a good slam, and out followed the others. Sephiroth let out a relieved sigh, and made his way to the sofa. He pulled out his sword from his back, made sure it was leaning properly against the wall, changed his mind, then layed down upon the sofa clutching it to his chest. The sofa was incredibly uncomfortable and guilt stabbed at him for making Tifa sleep on it while he was comfortably warm on her own bed. Clutching a heavy, long, metal object didn't make things better.
He tried going to sleep, and finally let his heavy-lidded eyes close to what he hoped would be a dreamless sleep.
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Tifa woke up with the flutter of her thick eyelashes. She felt a cool breeze dance upon her skin as she looked to her right and noticed that her window had been opened. The white curtains ruffled like a thick cloud and she smiled contentedly. For the first time in a whole week and a day she was back on her soft cushy bed. Then, a clattered noise sounded just outside her window. She panicked. She ran to the window to close it but what she saw didn't make her quick enough. It was Cloud, and he clamped a hand over her mouth and pulled himself into her room and pinned her against the carpeted floor. She thanked the stars at that moment that she didn't opt for the wooden floors instead.
"Shh.." Cloud crooned. This was sick.
Tifa closed her eyes tightly, blocking out everythind, and she hoped that this was all just another dream. She opened her eyes again, and she met pale, icy, blue eyes. What was worse was that they were full of malice again. He had removed a hand from her mouth. She thought of screaming, but she desperately wanted to know why he was doing this to her.
"Why..?" She tried to say, but only was able to mouth the words.
He chuckled condescendingly. She hated how he always treated her as if he was her better.
"I knew you were going to ask that, Tifa. So predictable. So lovely." He said as he traced his index finger along her soft cheek.
She wriggled underneath him, but that didn't work for he was much too strong.
"I'll tell you why, Tifa. I'll let you in on my secret before you say goodbye forever to your soul." Cloud said hoarsely. By god, she thought to herself, he was going to rape her right in her own room then he was going to kill her. Tears silently streamed down her face and Cloud's face twisted into a sick expression that could vaguely be mistaken for sympathy.
"Hush Tifa. Don't cry. I hate to see you cry, you know that. You always did that to me, did you know that? Always so selfish. Keeping me here with your tears. I couldn't bear it Tifa." Cloud said, cradling her.
"Why?" She asked again. This time, it came out as a little squeak.
"She was so goddamn SELFISH Tifa! So selfish! She died! Just like that! Never revealing to me all the secrets that I needed, never ever thinking about US! How could she Tifa, how could she? I didn't love her, I didn't. I loved you. I really did. I still do. But you see, I need her. She has the secret to the Promised Land. I know she does. I want that Tifa. Wouldn't you want it Tifa, wouldn't you?" Cloud asked her in a frighteningly childish voice.
"You're sick.." Tifa whispered.
"We'll still be together. I'll kill her right after I have all the secrets. I just need your soul Tifa. Damn Yuffie. Selfish too. I hate selfish people! Trudy gave up without much of a fight. She was your friend wasn't she Tifa?" Cloud continued in his childish voice.
Tifa realized why Trudy wasn't there when she had come to her house.
"You bastard.."
"Why Tifa, Why? All I wanted was a little piece of fame and fortune, that's all I ever wanted. What did I get? Some filthy little village with nothing! That's what I got!" Cloud said, suddenlying sounding very murderous.
"You had us.." Tifa whispered airily.
"It wasn't enough." Cloud said with a firm shake of his head.
No it was enough. At least for her it was. For him, there would always be something missing. She wanted a small little cottage filled with little children, he wanted the world and power. She wanted her friends, and he wanted fame and fortune. She would never give him what he wanted, and his love had began to mean nothing to her. Rejection, disappointment, and sadness all branded her heart and she felt as if it had been trampled by the three words Cloud had just said. More tears.
"With Aeris, I could everything I ever wanted. She has the secret to the Promise Land. I know she does. I'll have everything. I'll have you." He said with a low growl as he layed a finger upon her creamy skin again. She bit. Hard.
He grunted in pain and slapped her with a force that left her jaw numb. He took out something that looked familiar. It was the talisman, she realized in horror. He was going to rape her in her own room then killed her. She screamed knowing full well that no one was going to really hear her. He clamped a mouth over her, and the talisman emmited dusky black aura from it. Images of death and painful memories weaved through her mind and she felt as if her life was draining away. Her muscles were getting weak, and she tried to fight but she couldn't. She felt so hopeless. She felt so..so..utterly and desperately anguished.
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Sephiroth awoke to what seemed like Tifa's scream. He bolted right out of bed, hauling his sword along with him and moved like a cat for the stairs. He cursed at the lockhearts for even thinking of a stair in the first place. His insides quickened at the thought of Tifa being in danger, and he moved even faster. His legs felt numb, thouroughly panicked, but he kept moving. He finally reached the door with a loud crash and narrowed at his eyes at the man he was going to kill with delicious pleasure. Cloud.
Sephiroth leaped at him with amazing speed, but before they could actually make physical contact, Cloud disappeared. Again.
"Fuck!" Sephiroth roared, a muscle on the side of his neck drumming against his skin.
He rushed to Tifa's side on the floor, and pulled her into his arms. She was still concious but her eyes were glazed over and she mouthed the words, 'He loves Me'. Sephiroth shook his head violently, and pulled her closer. She cried into his chest, and looked up at him with confused and painful eyes. He looked at her, terror flashed in his eyes and he crushed her to him.
What if he hadn't made it in time? What if? No, he couldn't let what ifs take a chance at his Tifa. His Tifa. He didn't deny it anymore. He was going to stay and protect her at all costs, not caring at how irrational he was being. He didn't care about his plans anymore. To hell with his plans. He had a new one. It involved killing a specific lowlife named Cloud. It didn't matter that Cloud had tried to kill him and almost succeeded. It didn't matter that Cloud had unfoiled his plans of destruction. All that didn't matter. What mattered was that Cloud had touched her. He was going to take pleasure in slicing off Cloud's worthless fingers.
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[ Author's Note : Well now I'm just focusing on updating this story, as for my other story, well so far no reviews, and so I'm kind of discouraged to continue writing it. No one really goes to the orginal section anyways. ^_^ I hoped you all liked this chapter, and I'm glad that you guys are liking the story so far. And yes, I have to say 'FFVII is not mine, and blah blah yadee yadee yadee ya and end with I DON'T HAVE MONEY!' *Laughs* Chapter five will be up soon hopefully. Sorry for all the delay, I had lots of schoolwork I had to complete. BTW, HARRY POTTER RULES AND DANIEL RADCLIFFE IS HOT! Lolz yeah, just wanted to say that. He's actually two years younger than me, but so what? Bye! See you next time! ]