Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VII so don't sue me. I'm just some poor girl who lives in the middle of nowhere and has nothing better to do with her time. All original characters-the people you don't recognize-do belong to me so don't steal!
A/N: Ok, so now it's my turn to try my hand at an aftermath story. As the title says, death is only the beginning…but not in Sephiroth's case, it has to do with a lot of trouble coming Avalanche's way. Read on to see what I mean.
Chapter 1The End of Meteor
Sephiroth knelt gasping for air as the rebel group's attack had broken his spirit atlas. He could finally see past all the lies that he had once thought was his life. All the lies that had broken him…the rebels were merely protecting their word from it's destruction but they couldn't have know he wasn't going to let meteor hit…now it would and their struggles would be in vain. If only he had the strength…the things he finally realized were the most precious to him would die because of him now, but maybe there was still a chance.
Gathering all that was left of his shattering body, Sephiroth pulled himself up for one last stand. Strife would be efficient enough to send his powerful soul to the life stream. The creta he had murdered had to be near…he could feel her…so close to death all ready he was becoming sensitive of the cries of souls within the planet. He could stop meteor…but the cost might hurt even more, he had already hurt so many-regret.
The man with icy blue eyes looked back once more. Wiping some of his matted golden spicks from his eyes he saw the former general rise once more. Those glowing mako eyes flared in contempt, as if daring the X-SOLDIER to attack again. Strife complied with the challenge and jumped back down to the crumbling rock platform.
So much hate in those eyes…I have hurt so many, I deserve to die but none of you will ever know what I'll do for you when I die...and whom I did it for. I hope the ancient will understand and allow them to continue living…and I hope even more that these people will find it in themselves to forgive me enough that when they finally meet them…'
"Don't kill them Strife…" Sephiroth whispered as he prepared for his end…it was so near. 'If only I had know sooner…I would have not followed the crisis from the sky…why did she tell me, just then, why did she tell me about them? Am I suppose to protect them now or will they die too?'
Cloud's limit break grew quickly then broke. He executed his final attack perfectly not missing a blow. He jumped high into the air to make the finishing blow. Sephiroth faced his fate with open eyes. He looked up at Clouds Ultimate Weapon as it rapidly decanted upon him…then sliced through his fleshy body.
Sephiroth stumbled back a few steps then looked back to Strife…'thank you old friend…if only you could have know the truth, but it is too late for that now.' Thick crimson blood oozed down his forehead, though he barely felt any pain anymore; his life was fading…then in a flash, his soul was sent spiraling into the green abyss of the life stream.
Cloud glared at the lifeless body of his once was idol…Sephiroth was dead but now new problems were coming quickly. A few minutes after his death the life stream below started spouting and bubbling and white mists started to arise from it. His friends called for him to hurry and he complied and climbed up the rocky wall after them.
The Highwind hovered down and the ladder lowered down to the group. Everything was beginning to shake as the group of eight friends swiftly climbed to the safeties of the airship. Cid ran to the cockpit and took over as pilot. The aircraft sped away from the giant ice crater just as Holy erupted from it.
The white mist collided head on with the fiery meteor but wasn't enough. Meteor kept coming and hope seemed to be lost. Somewhere deep within the planet a powerful soul was weakening as he force on all powers know to him. His mako infused soul summoned the life stream around him then formed it into a powerful attack against the very thing that soul had summoned. The life stream boiled over and erupted. Now with the aid of the life stream, Holy was able to push meteor back then inevitable destroyed it.
The darkest of all souls was finally able to rest in a long deserved peace. The most innocent of souls watched over this angel of darkness to be sure his sole was never disturbed again. What could have been the most beautiful of all souls had been blackened by a lifetime of lies and abuse. Perhaps that is what had compelled her to tell him about them. She had know Holy would be too late…his sheer will power had been all it had taken to strengthen her white magic. This poor ancient's soul had been lost to the planet in his lifetime but now…he would dream for all of eternity…but not in a hell like all the others like him and herself thought he deserved. The unfortunate soul had been granted a blissful sleep until the planet thought the wounds healed enough to give him another life. Until that day, she'd stay with him and watch over the one's who meant all the world to this soul.
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-End Chapter 1-