A Tragic Awakening
"Tifa!" Yelled Barret in his deep voice, his face grinning at the sight of her alive again. Tifa turned her head and looked up to Barret. She cracked a small smile and her eyes deepened in thought for a brief moment. Tifa looked back to the ground and shook her head slowly. "Are you ok?" asked Barret. "You fell and you were dead. How could this happen?"
"I am fine. But.." she stopped and a tear dripped down her cheek, falling to her leg. "Cloud. Sephiroth took him again. Where is he?" she yelled in panic. Tifa quickly jumped off the dirt and turned to see Barret standing behind her. Barret shook his head and looked to the ground. Tifa Turned to Vincent and then looked over the rest of the party, hoping to see Cloud's pointy hair standing above the rest of the party. It was not there. "Did he?" "Tifa. Cloud, Cloud fell, killing Sephiroth. Cloud died in the fight. I am sorry." Said Barret. He looked up from the ground and stared into Tifa's teary eyes. Tears ran from her face and onto the ground as she walked towards Barret. Tifa stopped and turned, walking towards the cliff. She passed the fire on her way, when she saw, through the flames, a glimmer. The glimmer came from a katana. It seemed odd. No one had a sword of that shape. Tifa walked towards it and looked through the flame at the sword's blade. Her eyes grew in horror and gleamed red, reflecting the flames in front of her. "Masamune!" said Tifa softly. "I know that sword." Tifa lifted her shirt and looked down to her stomach. In the light could be seen large scar, stretching across her entire abdomen. The others looked but did not speak. Tifa dropped her stained shirt and lifted her head slowly, staring at the sword. Vincent looked at Tifa and slowly walked towards her. He put one hand on her shoulder and looked around into her eyes, which were now damp with tears. Tifa slowly cried as she remembered that day. The day she lost her father, the day she lost Zack, and the day the masamune almost claimed her life. "No it was not the sword Tifa. It was my son. Sephiroth." Said Vincent to Tifa softly. "No. Why did Zack have to suffer? Why did we have to suffer from him?" cried Tifa. She lifted her hands to her face, hiding her tears. Slowly she shook and head and cried softly into her hands. Tifa lifted her head and glared in anger at the flame. "I hate you! Sephiroth. I hate you." She walked around the flame and stood by the gleaming blade. Tifa bent over and lifted it off the ground. She stared into it's shining blade. Memories flashed through her head about Cloud, Zack, the journey, and the others. Vincent watched her eyes grow in anger.
Tifa dropped the blade and walked away from the fire. She walked to the cliff and stood, staring into its endless depths. The harsh winds passed through her hair sending it waving around her face. The others had already begun to sleep around the fire, all except Vincent who would not sleep. He walked over to her. "Why did he have to die Vincent? I loved him. Why?" Tifa cried as she peered over the gully. Vincent sighed and slowly began to talk. " Cloud made a sacrifice. And because of his sacrifice, we can live in peace knowing that Sephiroth has been defeated and all that is left of the Jenova have been destroyed. I know how it feels to lose someone you love. Today I lost my only son. Twice."
"Tifa!" Yelled Barret in his deep voice, his face grinning at the sight of her alive again. Tifa turned her head and looked up to Barret. She cracked a small smile and her eyes deepened in thought for a brief moment. Tifa looked back to the ground and shook her head slowly. "Are you ok?" asked Barret. "You fell and you were dead. How could this happen?"
"I am fine. But.." she stopped and a tear dripped down her cheek, falling to her leg. "Cloud. Sephiroth took him again. Where is he?" she yelled in panic. Tifa quickly jumped off the dirt and turned to see Barret standing behind her. Barret shook his head and looked to the ground. Tifa Turned to Vincent and then looked over the rest of the party, hoping to see Cloud's pointy hair standing above the rest of the party. It was not there. "Did he?" "Tifa. Cloud, Cloud fell, killing Sephiroth. Cloud died in the fight. I am sorry." Said Barret. He looked up from the ground and stared into Tifa's teary eyes. Tears ran from her face and onto the ground as she walked towards Barret. Tifa stopped and turned, walking towards the cliff. She passed the fire on her way, when she saw, through the flames, a glimmer. The glimmer came from a katana. It seemed odd. No one had a sword of that shape. Tifa walked towards it and looked through the flame at the sword's blade. Her eyes grew in horror and gleamed red, reflecting the flames in front of her. "Masamune!" said Tifa softly. "I know that sword." Tifa lifted her shirt and looked down to her stomach. In the light could be seen large scar, stretching across her entire abdomen. The others looked but did not speak. Tifa dropped her stained shirt and lifted her head slowly, staring at the sword. Vincent looked at Tifa and slowly walked towards her. He put one hand on her shoulder and looked around into her eyes, which were now damp with tears. Tifa slowly cried as she remembered that day. The day she lost her father, the day she lost Zack, and the day the masamune almost claimed her life. "No it was not the sword Tifa. It was my son. Sephiroth." Said Vincent to Tifa softly. "No. Why did Zack have to suffer? Why did we have to suffer from him?" cried Tifa. She lifted her hands to her face, hiding her tears. Slowly she shook and head and cried softly into her hands. Tifa lifted her head and glared in anger at the flame. "I hate you! Sephiroth. I hate you." She walked around the flame and stood by the gleaming blade. Tifa bent over and lifted it off the ground. She stared into it's shining blade. Memories flashed through her head about Cloud, Zack, the journey, and the others. Vincent watched her eyes grow in anger.
Tifa dropped the blade and walked away from the fire. She walked to the cliff and stood, staring into its endless depths. The harsh winds passed through her hair sending it waving around her face. The others had already begun to sleep around the fire, all except Vincent who would not sleep. He walked over to her. "Why did he have to die Vincent? I loved him. Why?" Tifa cried as she peered over the gully. Vincent sighed and slowly began to talk. " Cloud made a sacrifice. And because of his sacrifice, we can live in peace knowing that Sephiroth has been defeated and all that is left of the Jenova have been destroyed. I know how it feels to lose someone you love. Today I lost my only son. Twice."