Jenova Cells

Chapter one-The Beginning of the End

"Mother!"

Spasms wracked Sephiroth's frame as his psychic link with the Jenova Project was cruelly severed. Dropping to his knees, with only the hilt of Masamune for support, he wiped a pale hand across his lips and was only slightly amused when it came away crimson.

Mother? What is happening to us? What is happening to me?

Through the pain, or perhaps because of it, he forced himself to his feet, and turned to face the glowing viridian Lifestream.

"Of course... The Puppet..." And he allowed himself the slightest of grins.

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"C'mon, we have to hurry."

The blonde swordsman paused to glance back at the two women who were struggling to keep pace with him. Sighing, he slowed his stride.

"Tifa, Yuffie, Meteor could strike at any moment. We need to finish what Aeris began. Sephiroth MUST be thwarted. This is the time of our final battle."

"All right Cloud," Yuffie gasped, as soon as she managed to catch up to him. "I'll try to keep up, but can we please just stop with the clichés? Next you're gonna say he'll rue the day he ever laid eyes on us."

"But he will--," Cloud started.

"ENOUGH!" Tifa shouted, giving Cloud the 'No-Sex-For-A-Week' look.

"Y-yeah. Sure," Cloud stammered, obviously fearing Tifa's facial expression. "In fact, maybe we should rest for a few minutes," he added, "It will give the others time to catch up to us."

"Good!" the girls said in unison.

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"Now I assume you all know why you are here..."

Tifa groaned. More clichés. "Can we get on with this, please?"

"'Aight, 'aight, keep yer shirt on, Tifa. Jus' tryen' to raise the morale."

"Quiet already!" Cloud yelled. "Just to be safe, I'll go over the battle plan one more time. We're sticking with the two squadrons of three, leaving a smaller squadron for back-up..."

"Got it!" The group replied.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Do what you must, young Cetra. May the Planet guide you, and may your spirit find your
promised land.

I will do my best......... Mother.

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R&R guys, I finally started writing this again so I expect a few new ones. This is a total revamp so i spose you might want to

Reread it all for those of you who already read my first draft. Enjoy --

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