Chapter 3--Aftermath

Disclaimer- no i do not own the final fantasy or related characters etc but i did come up with this idea all by myself :D IT'S MINE I TELL YOU! ALL MINE!!! lawyers circle around me just kidding... grumbles

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Drip
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Drip
Drip

Aeris awoke to the sound of water rolling off the shell platform and into the serene waters of the lake below.

Drip
Drip
Drip
Drip

As she pulled herself up, breathing heavily, she looked curiously at her surroundings.

Where am I... and... I'm breathing....

Aeris slowly walked down the conch shell staircase, carefully looking around, trying to discover where she was, and why it had that taste of familiarity.

Suddenly, she dove into the lake, her memory racing. Heading towards the bottom, she found what she was looking for and swam to the surface.

As she opened her hand, the pearly surface of the gem glowed an iridescent light green. The White Materia.

I'm in... The City of the Ancients... I have made it... I am alive...


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"Is everyone out?"

The blonde swordsman looked around at his three surviving companions.

"We got all the bodies," said Tifa warily. " Though it pains me so to look at them."

"I'll call the crew to come and get them. We shall take them to the City of the Ancients for a proper burial. Aeris will be with them there, if only in spirit..."

Cloud embraced his girlfriend, pulled twice on the rope, and was hoisted off the ground by the mighty airship, Highwind.

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At long last, the pain that had engulfed Sephiroth had finally stopped.

Laying on the ground, in a pool of his own Mako-blood, Sephiroth awoke.

Unnnh. So weak.... drained... can't feel mother... come back... to me...

As he carefully stood up, he wiped his face with his tattered cloak, now a grey color, instead of its usual pitch midnight black. Masamune lay unharmed a few feet away from him, but the effort of walking towards it drained Sephiroth of any strength he had left.

Yet again, he blacked out.

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I know it is short but it's hard coming up with this stuff. Chapter 4 on the way. But may be postponed by uploading errors. Not to mention the probability of another fic.

End chapter 3