disclaimer- if you still need proof that i don't own final fantasy. then......... wow you must be dumb... -laughs nerviously- hehe, just kidding? i don't own it :( (and i don't own the movie that the title was adapted from, invasion of the body-snatchers)

Chapter----6----Invasion of The Body-Snatched

"I can see it... The ship that Cloud flies."

Correction, Puppet. WE can see it. Or more properly, I can see it, and you can watch Me see it.

"Get out of my thoughts. I am a Cetra, and My ancestors will have retributio--"

You think i care for what Your stupid ancestors will TRY to do? Do you forget, I am a Cetra as well. One of great power. And it would be wise, not to anger ME, or you will suffer dearly. Or perhaps, Cloud will suffer......

Aeris stiffened and the sound-thought of her love's name being uttered-thought by a creature as foul as Jenova.

Ah yes, maybe I can get you to cooperate, hmm?

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"I can see it Cloud!" Yuffie shouted. "Shouldn't be more than an hour before we reach the city. Too bad we have to walk there."

"The Highwind can't go through this storm." Cloud replied. " The snow might damage the engines. And maintennance was... Cid's... job..."

Small tears formed in Cloud's bright eyes. Fond memories of his fallen comrades were vivd in his mind. Replaying the battle in his mind, he watched the slaughter of his fellow AVALANCHE members... of his friends.

"Cloud?"

Tifa stared at her boyfriend with a sad curiosity.

"Huh? Oh, it's nothing. Let's move."

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"We've arrived Fiora. Slow down, conserve your energy, we may need it later."

Sephiroth cantorred through Bone Village, receiving cold stares from everyone who recognized him. Several women ushered their children into the tents, holding their hands over their eyes.

Apparantly I'm not welcome here... He joked to himself. I wonder what their reaction would be if they knew I lost my powers...

As he reached the exit of the village, one exceptionally stout digger took a stand against his leaving.

"AHEM..... Sephiroth.... you son of a bitch. My family was in Midgar, and i heard that YOU were responsible for Meteor. I'll be damned if I let you go without a struggle. AAAAAAAAAAARGH!"

The digger hefted a heavy pick and charged at Sephiroth, still mounted upon Fiora.

Damnit... I still should be able to fend him off.

"Stay back if you value your life, peasant."

"My life means nothing, my family is dead, any survivors suffering of Mako poisoning, and it is ALL YOUR FAULT!"

The pick swung around and was brought down heavily, tearing off a thin layer of skin and feathers. The shock of the attack forced Masamune out of his belt and was buried into the ground.

"FIORA! You insulent PIG!"

Jumping off of the wounded chocobo, Sephiroth grabbed for his blade. Swinging the sword around overhead, he noticed something. The sword was still in the ground.

What the?

Grabbing the hilt again and pulling with all his strength, the blade would not budge. Trying a second time to pull it, his shoulder popped.

Watching with this with sick amusement, the digger pondered what he was witnessing. A mighty warrior not being able to draw his sword from the ground where it fell....

"EVERYONE! I think the mighty Sephiroth may have lost his strength. Howabout we seek some vengeance upon this little ass-bag?!"

A unanamous "yeah" sounded from the various minors who had gathered to watch, and in a matter of seconds, Sephiroth was covered in a volley of punches and gashes.

After several fists collided with his head, he passed out, the last image he saw was of his chocobo being brutalized by a shovel.

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