Extension: A Moment of Silence and Finale
Rachel knelled down, the sun setting in the background. See listened to the
crows cawing, placing a bundle of flowers on the ground. She stood in the
center of St. Jurgeville's desert, known know as the Soldier's Final
Battleground, where the souls of fallen warriors is said to lay.
Rachel looked into the distance looking at a burnt AC in the distance, standing in front of an old, fractured dome. She smiled, hoping soon she would be back of this desolate Earth, and back at Mars, home, with Leos. She hoped.
Boom. Leos felt the burn of the fire began to incinerate his body. But he smiled for those few seconds, watching as the Hustler was engulfed in flames. He knew that heaven was a gift presented only to the righteous. He was not one of those people. However, he felt the warmth of heaven, and was blinded by its light. Then nothing, he was engulfed in the fire and reduced to memory in a pile of ashes...
Rachel fell to her knees as she listened to the news. It was only days ago that she left Leos to his own devices, expecting him to do what was right. Instead, he got himself killed. "Damn you, damn you Leos! Why'd you have to go! Why couldn't you just come with me! Someone else, they could've gone in your place! But now you're gone!" Rachel shook her head in disbelief, tears flying off her face. She shoved the man who gave her the news aside, and began to run down the halls of Jiontradi.
Rachel sat calmly at her desk. She open up where diary, a small hologram rising up from it. A gentle tune, like that of a music box began to play. Da-da da-da, da-da da-da. Over and over it played. It was mellow and sad. The holograph was that of Leos, a video. She listen to the words in her head. "Every person has a heaven. Every person has a goal. These two are intertwined. Some people goals are dark, evil. Therefore the heaven they create for themselves too, is evil. But in such, creating an evil will also create a good which will try and restore the light. But this too, is all part of fate. I now know my fate. It is locked with that of Sephiroth. And now that he is gone, my heaven has become an impossible dream. And without possibility, there cannot be life."
Rachel rocked back and forth. Over and over she listens to the recording. She thought those were happy times. Now she too knew the truth. She looked out her window, viewing the marvelous vastness of space, the never ending universe. She realized her infidelity. She spoke softly to herself. "When a stone is tossed into a lake, it creates ripples. But eventually, those ripples fade away. Leos, you have cast a stone into the lake of humanity. I will be that last ripple before they all fade away."
Mere hours later, Rachel crept along the insides of the Jiontradi, heading towards the hanger. There she saw it. And single Armored Core. Envision it however you like, it will not change what happens. She climbed up into the cockpit, strapping herself in. She looked down onto the crew, trying to figure out what was going on. With one last boost, she left from the hanger.
Dangling out in space, she tumbled in a spin. Her eyes filled with tears, as she again views the cold emptiness in space. Looking at the front of the ship, she pulled the trigger. She felt the heavy recoil of inertia, being pulled down towards earth. But she watches too, as the Jiontradi was reduced to scrap from the blast, which tore through the ship like the burning infernos of hell's deepest core.
Then she felt it, the pain the Leos, Matthias, and Sephiroth felt. She ended there in the fiery abyss. A single flower waved to and fro, at the mercy of the wind. Behind it, the red desert and the setting sky blended together into a portrait of cruel beauty, too soon to vanish. In the sky, streaks of light, like shooting stars
Rachel looked into the distance looking at a burnt AC in the distance, standing in front of an old, fractured dome. She smiled, hoping soon she would be back of this desolate Earth, and back at Mars, home, with Leos. She hoped.
Boom. Leos felt the burn of the fire began to incinerate his body. But he smiled for those few seconds, watching as the Hustler was engulfed in flames. He knew that heaven was a gift presented only to the righteous. He was not one of those people. However, he felt the warmth of heaven, and was blinded by its light. Then nothing, he was engulfed in the fire and reduced to memory in a pile of ashes...
Rachel fell to her knees as she listened to the news. It was only days ago that she left Leos to his own devices, expecting him to do what was right. Instead, he got himself killed. "Damn you, damn you Leos! Why'd you have to go! Why couldn't you just come with me! Someone else, they could've gone in your place! But now you're gone!" Rachel shook her head in disbelief, tears flying off her face. She shoved the man who gave her the news aside, and began to run down the halls of Jiontradi.
Rachel sat calmly at her desk. She open up where diary, a small hologram rising up from it. A gentle tune, like that of a music box began to play. Da-da da-da, da-da da-da. Over and over it played. It was mellow and sad. The holograph was that of Leos, a video. She listen to the words in her head. "Every person has a heaven. Every person has a goal. These two are intertwined. Some people goals are dark, evil. Therefore the heaven they create for themselves too, is evil. But in such, creating an evil will also create a good which will try and restore the light. But this too, is all part of fate. I now know my fate. It is locked with that of Sephiroth. And now that he is gone, my heaven has become an impossible dream. And without possibility, there cannot be life."
Rachel rocked back and forth. Over and over she listens to the recording. She thought those were happy times. Now she too knew the truth. She looked out her window, viewing the marvelous vastness of space, the never ending universe. She realized her infidelity. She spoke softly to herself. "When a stone is tossed into a lake, it creates ripples. But eventually, those ripples fade away. Leos, you have cast a stone into the lake of humanity. I will be that last ripple before they all fade away."
Mere hours later, Rachel crept along the insides of the Jiontradi, heading towards the hanger. There she saw it. And single Armored Core. Envision it however you like, it will not change what happens. She climbed up into the cockpit, strapping herself in. She looked down onto the crew, trying to figure out what was going on. With one last boost, she left from the hanger.
Dangling out in space, she tumbled in a spin. Her eyes filled with tears, as she again views the cold emptiness in space. Looking at the front of the ship, she pulled the trigger. She felt the heavy recoil of inertia, being pulled down towards earth. But she watches too, as the Jiontradi was reduced to scrap from the blast, which tore through the ship like the burning infernos of hell's deepest core.
Then she felt it, the pain the Leos, Matthias, and Sephiroth felt. She ended there in the fiery abyss. A single flower waved to and fro, at the mercy of the wind. Behind it, the red desert and the setting sky blended together into a portrait of cruel beauty, too soon to vanish. In the sky, streaks of light, like shooting stars