LifeStream
Author's notes:
BloodRaevynn Thank you =D! I'm motivated X'D (Everyone run!!! This aint a good sign!!!!) Hope...I get....this thing...right....throws head back and laughs
I'm actually working on something i am sooooo doomed . Pigs are going to fly soon!
piggie : Oink? flaps wings
stare okay...there seems like no way outta this now...
Few notes for Ayame and Suki-chan (yes you innocent passerbys may ignore this)
CAN YOU PLS E-MAIL ME I NEED CONTACT DAMMIT!
Disclaimers:
All FF7 characters belong to Squaresoft and Amano dude XD Don't sue us pls XD
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She gazed at the church. The church she came to love many years ago was better than this, however everything was better BEFORE.
Kneeling down, she stroked the delicate pink petals of a petunia. At least flowers grew here also.
The lifestream called it the puppet master, yes, that's what the planet condemned. He was going to start it all over again...however...
Soft light filtered through the stained glass, projecting coloured patterns on the church grounds, over the oak floor boards, the red carpet and the small patch of ground by the center where the flowers grew. Yet, unheard to the normal ear, the Planet cried, it wept over what was taken from it by force. But she could hear it, for she was once again the last ancient, the last Cetra.
She turned, there was a man sitting in the pews.
"You know I won't go Tseng." He smiled, politely. They have known one another for some time, he would come and attempt to take her away and she would always disappear through the many exits of the church. Yet before anything happened, they would ahve this kind of conversation, about legends, the past, anything that regarded life. This was why he always came alone, besides the fact that Reno was not trustworthy at such a situation and that Rude would make simply anyone uneasy. And Elena? She was new, she had dreams, she had expectations.
"However it is the President's orders." He spoke in an almost apologetic tone. These conversations may be the only reason why he'd let her go all the time. If it was just any ol' person, he'd brign the rest of the TURKS along with some soldiers.
"But his order doesn't mean a thing to me." Aerith turned to stare at him levelly. Admittedly, she was very beautiful.
"I heard about projects, weird occurances within Shinra. Then one day, I see the almighty Sephiroth before my eyes." Tsend watched as Aerith stiffened, indeed it has come down to this.
"You do know," She replied, quietly gulping down air as she began to tremble slightly, "That you too are part of the entire project." Tseng gave a knowing nod.
"It's too much of a coincidence...everything."
"Yet you continue to help them...knowing we all shouldn't be here at all!" Her eyes misted, all this was nothing but a play by a lowly human being striving power.
Puppet Master...
"What can i do? No matter how many times I have lived before...what matters is now, is it not?" She laughed bitterly at his explanation.
"What if the present and future become what the past was. It's strange how we live on the planet yet never learn from it." She turned to leave.
"Well...I was one of the villians back then." Aerith Froze. "If the past is to repeat itself..."
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The houses were up in flames as a man stood amidst it all. A long silver mane cascaded down his head, and he wore basically all black. He weilded an extremely long sword, one which even the stupidest of men would be able to sense its cursed deadliness. It fitted him, the fire, the clothes, the sword, it all came together as one picture.
Then like a flood, the noises came, women crying, men yelling at him only to be slaughtered in one clean blow, as blood splattered over the pavement. He laughed, he was insane.
I can't see his face...
He turned.
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Cloud awoke in cold sweat. It was the same dream again.
No...Not a dream...a nightmare...
There was a sudden scurry of footsteps, the door opened as his mother came in witha single candle in her hand, elluminating the dark room. She stared at Cloud, wide eyed.
"Just-"
"-A dream." She finished for him. "Now you lie down and give us some peace for once." She came and sat beside him, lifting a hand ovr his head to stroke his forehead. It's been a month since they had found him by the river running through Nibelheim. Many were found in such rivers, it was beleived that they were people who had cursed lives, drifting through the lifestream, unable to enter the promised land or even reincarnate, as the lifestream tried its best to cure their broken spirits.
The rivers were made 500 years ago when the earth splitted for the lifestream to stop meteor from destroying the world. It was also beleived that they lead directly into the planet's core, but then again you can believe anything nowadays.
"Mother?"
"Hmm?"
"Don't...ever leave me." She smiled. He acted so young, but then again he didn't have much of a childhood from the life he was living now.
"I won't. Now you go to sleep." She tucked him in, he gave a yawn.
"Be careful with fire too..." She paused a moment before she gave a laugh. Cloud looked at her, confused.
"Unless you're the one playing with fire I think the whole town is safe. If ever you get married, you make sure your wife can cook, you're terrible in the kitchen." She kissed him on the forehead as his eyes fluttered to a close. This was what heaven should be like, on a small comfortable bed and those you love caring for you.
"Good night mom."
"Good morning you mean." She stroked his hair one last time before heading out the room.
The door closed shut, it was dark again, the only sounds came from the creeking floor boards, the soft padding of feet as her mother retired to her room and the soft scrabbling of rodents around the house.
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Sorry bout the shortness...I didn't want to ruin it xX Think I'd ramble even more if I carried on.
jumps up and down Must...work...HARDER! runs around in circles There's no mor echocolate at home ToT!!!