Before I forget, I don't own ff7 or the poor souls that are forced into the fan fictions! I merely create the angst that they are forced to suffer! Spoony….I'll do my best to get the request for u! also, ur given me an ego!

Anyhow, enjoy.

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"I can't believe he didn't come with us," Tifa carefully climbed down the rock face. Part of her wished that she had changed her clothes into something a little more covering. In this creepy cave, she felt like the walls were watching her.

Cloud said nothing as he followed her. His mind on the upcoming battle with the former war general Sephiroth. He knew everyone was still in shock from the sudden change of heart from the blonde pilot.

"Who the hell cares?!" Barrett yelled from below, "Keep your mind on the job!"

Tifa raised her eyes above her, wondering how her friends were getting on. It had been hours since they last spoke, the PHS wasn't working. She missed their company, Vincent's quiet strength, Cait Sith incessant babbling and Yuffie's…well, she missed them all. She missed Cid, he'd of cracked a really awful joke.

Cloud waited for Tifa to get her feet firmly on the ground before leaping the few feet. His eyes glowed in the darkness, looking for the right way to go.

"It was his choice. We can't make him do anything he doesn't want to," he said finally.

The entire cave was warm but Tifa felt a cold chill run through her form. AVALANCHE was a member short, how could they survive? What if Cid was the one thing that held the fate of the planet?

She shook her head, no one man could be that important. Though, here she was, along with the rest of AVALANCHE, fighting on the belief that one woman's prayer could save the planet.

She wished for the simple, early days of AVALANCHE when all they had to worry about was how to find funding for the next mission. She missed working behind her bar, throwing out the drunks and rolling her eyes when some drunken idiot hit on her.

She missed her old life. After this, she would be forever known as Tifa Lockheart, hero of the planet. However…did the people of the planet really know what they were doing? Had the Shin-Ra in all it's wisdom actually told the truth about them?

Yes they were terrorists, yes they had killed many innocent people but didn't the general population know how hard the group was now fighting to save lives?

Would they know that one woman had died so they could live?

Perhaps Reeve would tell them, after all, he had said he was on their side. He could tell the world the brave story of AVALANCHE. He was getting first hand info on the tale. He was part of the future that they were trying to rescue.

Cloud placed a gentle hand on her bare forearm, breaking her out of her depressing thoughts. A smile played on his lips, making him seem a little younger than what the past few months had made him.

"You okay?" he locked onto her dark eyes.

Tifa nodded, "I…to be honest, I'm ready to pee my pants. I'm scared."

Cloud squeezed her forearm, trying to comfort her, "Don't worry. I won't leave you."

Cid promised the same thing to Vincent, Tifa felt her depression get darker. Cloud would never be all hers. She would always share him with Aeris. Tifa would always live in her shadow.

"I know. As long as we're together," Tifa nodded, she wished the cave was a little cooler. The minute she faced Sephiroth, she'd tell him to get the air conditioning fixed.

"Yo! Over here!" Barrett's deep voice echoed in the spaciously eerie cave, "I think we're almost near the bottom."

Cloud shouted back to the founder of AVALANCHE, "Wait! We stay here. Wait for the others."

Cloud slowly turned around, checking out the surrounding area. The team had been lucky, they had encountered very few monsters on the road down. Hopefully the second team and Nanaki were having the same luck. The red lion creature had went back to aid the second team. Just in case things were going bad for the team.

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Cid slowly picked up the Venus Gospel, the moon had risen to it's apex. It cast it's rays on everything that was out. The Highwind glittered in the moonlight.

The blonde sighed, he'd been sitting outside in the cold for over 7 or so hours. Hoping to find his courage.

Where oh where oh where's my courage? Cid sang mentally, he gave a bitter smile.

Cid paused, he wasn't going to find his answers sitting up in the cold. The human vomit machine, Yuffie was half his age and was going down to fight.

She hadn't complained once about going, she had won over her fears. Cloud had been scared when it came to facing Sephiroth but he was still going.

He turned round to get one last look at his mechanical baby, taking in the beauty of her. The silver metal sparkled, he could see the flicker of shadows from the crewmen still on board. It seemed that everyone had more balls than him.

"Well, Cid. It's time to find out what kind of a fool your mother made," he stepped closer to the edge, parts of the ledges were missing. Having crumbled into the crater when Cloud and co had started down.

The blonde leapt onto the first ledge, his heart thundering as he landed. The nauseating sickness had returned and was moving upwards and onwards into his throat.

He closed his eyes as he made for the second ledge, praying to any of the gods out there that the damn thing wouldn't budge. The team was a good couple of hours ahead of him and all he had for company was himself.

"Just hold on," Cid whispered into the wind, hoping somehow, Vincent could sense him.

"I'm on my way."

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Chapter three. See! Cid is going down to fight the good fight! Though……….will he get down in time to save the others?

Hope u all enjoy it.