Chapter 3:
Godly Surprise
"Are you sure your okay?" asked a surprised Tifa. "Yes. As I said, it happens often and only lasts maybe two seconds." She smiled happily. "You know, you smile to much." Said Tifa, and Yuffie gave her another narrow eyed look.
"So why am I here?" stood up Tifa, only to be yanked back down. "You can't stand while we talk!" "Why the hell not?!" asked Tifa while she straightened out her jacket. "You don't understand. Aerith is still alive. But in a sense she's dead." "So you're telling me, this is for respect of the dead, for someone who's alive." "Yes. Aerith is back, but she's only a shell. I've brought you here to tell you. we have to bring back her spirit." "Okay, just for now, I'm gonna go along with you to see what pops out of your mouth next." She smiled, yet Yuffie ignored. "We need to go to the church, and see her. Then you'll believe." "Fine." They both stood, and walked.
And so they walked on to the church. Tifa thinking this is crazy, while Yuffie kept silent, with a blank unreadable face. When they entered the church, there was nothing, just the same old church. "Yuffie," said a stern faced Tifa "there's nothing." "You're not looking hard enough!" she shrilled and drug her over to a statue of an Angel. "Talk to it." Said Yuffie calmly. "Umm. hi." Peeped Tifa. "Hello." Said a voice. "What the hell?!" she stepped back from the statue. "I'm up here." Tifa looked up, to see Aerith. She felt paralyzed. It was she. Staring down from the rafters. "I've missed you two." She jumped from the rafters and landed on her feet to face Tifa. "Your still so pretty." Said Aerith. "Stay here." Said a terrified Tifa. She grabbed Yuffie by the arm and threw her into a wall, all the while Aerith just staring. "Okay, you made your point, now what the fuck is going on here. That girl is dead!" exclaimed Tifa. "She's half dead." "How the fuck is she half dead." "She has no spirit, as I told you before. She cannot be killed fully. She is a lost angel." Said Yuffie so calmly, she broke Tifa down who then released her neck. "What do you need me for?" Yuffie looked her straight in the face "she needs a place to stay." "Alright. She can stay with me. I'll help you." Said Tifa so calmly. Yuffie smiled and thanked her. She told her she'd be coming by to see her, and Yuffie like the ninja she is, disappeared.
As they walked to Tifa's home, Tifa kept staring at her. She was so blank, so stiff. Almost seemed like the walking dead. Yet that's what she was. The walking dead back to life. When Aerith finally looked at her, she caught hold of her eyes. They were empty to her. Where as once they were so alive. "What's wrong." Asked Aerith almost as a computer, her tone never changed. "Nothing." Said Tifa who grew stiff and clammy just hearing that voice.
"Welcome to your new home Aerith." She threw open the door. Aerith laid on the bed, staring at her. Tifa had an enormous wave of chills run down her spine, from just watching her lay there. "I don't even know why I said yes to this. Why did I damn it." she stood there still staring. "I have to go now, Aerith. I'll be back at six. Don't leave this house." She spoke to her as a child. She watched the figure curl up under her sheets, almost innocent like, and she left.
Godly Surprise
"Are you sure your okay?" asked a surprised Tifa. "Yes. As I said, it happens often and only lasts maybe two seconds." She smiled happily. "You know, you smile to much." Said Tifa, and Yuffie gave her another narrow eyed look.
"So why am I here?" stood up Tifa, only to be yanked back down. "You can't stand while we talk!" "Why the hell not?!" asked Tifa while she straightened out her jacket. "You don't understand. Aerith is still alive. But in a sense she's dead." "So you're telling me, this is for respect of the dead, for someone who's alive." "Yes. Aerith is back, but she's only a shell. I've brought you here to tell you. we have to bring back her spirit." "Okay, just for now, I'm gonna go along with you to see what pops out of your mouth next." She smiled, yet Yuffie ignored. "We need to go to the church, and see her. Then you'll believe." "Fine." They both stood, and walked.
And so they walked on to the church. Tifa thinking this is crazy, while Yuffie kept silent, with a blank unreadable face. When they entered the church, there was nothing, just the same old church. "Yuffie," said a stern faced Tifa "there's nothing." "You're not looking hard enough!" she shrilled and drug her over to a statue of an Angel. "Talk to it." Said Yuffie calmly. "Umm. hi." Peeped Tifa. "Hello." Said a voice. "What the hell?!" she stepped back from the statue. "I'm up here." Tifa looked up, to see Aerith. She felt paralyzed. It was she. Staring down from the rafters. "I've missed you two." She jumped from the rafters and landed on her feet to face Tifa. "Your still so pretty." Said Aerith. "Stay here." Said a terrified Tifa. She grabbed Yuffie by the arm and threw her into a wall, all the while Aerith just staring. "Okay, you made your point, now what the fuck is going on here. That girl is dead!" exclaimed Tifa. "She's half dead." "How the fuck is she half dead." "She has no spirit, as I told you before. She cannot be killed fully. She is a lost angel." Said Yuffie so calmly, she broke Tifa down who then released her neck. "What do you need me for?" Yuffie looked her straight in the face "she needs a place to stay." "Alright. She can stay with me. I'll help you." Said Tifa so calmly. Yuffie smiled and thanked her. She told her she'd be coming by to see her, and Yuffie like the ninja she is, disappeared.
As they walked to Tifa's home, Tifa kept staring at her. She was so blank, so stiff. Almost seemed like the walking dead. Yet that's what she was. The walking dead back to life. When Aerith finally looked at her, she caught hold of her eyes. They were empty to her. Where as once they were so alive. "What's wrong." Asked Aerith almost as a computer, her tone never changed. "Nothing." Said Tifa who grew stiff and clammy just hearing that voice.
"Welcome to your new home Aerith." She threw open the door. Aerith laid on the bed, staring at her. Tifa had an enormous wave of chills run down her spine, from just watching her lay there. "I don't even know why I said yes to this. Why did I damn it." she stood there still staring. "I have to go now, Aerith. I'll be back at six. Don't leave this house." She spoke to her as a child. She watched the figure curl up under her sheets, almost innocent like, and she left.