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The Second Coming
"Ugh. What happened? Where am I? I can't see a thing!" Cloud struggled trying to focus his weary eyes, his vision still not clearing. His head was throbbing as if a cannon were blasting next to his ears. He slowly rubbed his forehead, feeling a slightly damp cloth strapped just beneath his spiky blonde hair. Leaning forward slowly he looked down at the silky white sheets covering the lower portion of his beaten body. He looked to his left, peering out a large pained window overlooking a small garden with a mako fountain, spewing life stream superfluously. Around the fountain lied a ring of red and blue flowers, all containing only five petals. From his bed he could barley see the figure of small red birds hovering over in the life stream. He looked back into the house and into the kitchen, directly in front of his bed. The kitchen was much larger than all other rooms in the cottage, showing obviously what the Cetra love most: a good meal. And of course in the kitchen was a large fireplace, which held a large black cauldron boiling with a stew, or so it smelled. He could see a young women wandering the kitchen, what she was doing or who she was could still not be told. Slowly he turned to the right of his bed, looking into a large circular room, however still smaller than the kitchen, which held many sitting chairs and a table in the center. The walls were a dark wooden stain up until a golden chair rail, where it then went to a pale yellow up to the ceiling. Cloud's eyes had finally started to clear and he could now see that it was Aeris in cooking in the kitchen. This brought him comfort to know that she was with him. The promise land? This can't be... I don't understand. Why am I here? Sephiroth is the key. I am him. I am a Cetra. Or am I a Jenova? Cloud thought to himself. He shook his head waving the fabric on his head.
"You're awake!" exclaimed Aeris. She ran over to the room where he lied. She pulled one of the wooden chairs from the circular table and sat it at the side of his bed. She pulled the sheets from Cloud's legs. Cloud looked over to her. "Wow. Why does my head hurt so bad." Cloud asked as he slipped his hand gently through his hair. "What is this?" Cloud pulled the white bandanna from around his head and brought it down, holding it above his lap. "Bloodstains." He said quietly, barely above a whisper. The bandanna was in one spot deeply stained with blood. "He took me again?...... Didn't he?" Aeris looked down to the floor. Her hair draped over her face and she slowly reached for Cloud's hand. He accepted her hand freely and leaned over to Aeris. "Cloud. He ... he has you. Anytime he wants. I can only stop you from doing his will; I can't stop him from taking you. "Said Aeris sadly. She slowly lifted her gaze from her lap to Cloud. "I'm sorry." "Aeris. Don't be. I overcame once; I will do it again. I promise." Cloud said slowly. He reached over to Aeris and rubbed her cheek gently with the outside of his finders. She smiled and turned her head from his hand. "You should get up." She said quickly. She stood and reached over to his hands. "Come on! Get up lazy bum!" She pulled him swiftly up and dragged him out the front door and into the courtyard that he had seen minutes before out the window. They ran to the fountain and Aeris grabbed Cloud's hair and threw his head into the life stream. Instantly Cloud's head wound was healed. His vision was back to normal, or maybe even better. "Hey! What are you doing... huh? My head. My eyes. I like this place." Said Cloud in surprise. He began to laugh and waved his hand swiftly through the life stream. Aeris also began to laugh but soon her face turned pale and the smile was stolen. She put her hands on her chest and fell to her knees. "No! What is happening. The others." "What's wrong. Aeris!" yelled Cloud. He shook her by the shoulders and she slowly glared into Clouds eyes. Her face looked as though she was in deep agony. "Why?" she asked. "What? Tell me!" asked Cloud. Aeris shook her head, her hair waving behind her. "Holy is back." She said in fear. "What?" asked Cloud, his eyes growing in mystery.
"Holy resides in the Summoning Grounds, here in the promise land. It is a summon that only departs when called by the Cetra. I called it to our planet, but it has returned so soon." She said quietly. She began to cry, and covered her eyes with the palms of her hands.
"Holy is a summon? How do you know it's coming back to the promise land?" he asked, still gazing into Aeris's face.
"The Cetra are sensitive to mako. Holy is a mass of mako that can heal when summoned by a Cetra. Because of its amount of mako, we can feel its presence. It's being called back to the promise land. Who is doing this?" Asked Aeris still crying. "The others will not be saved by holy. We must go see Klinken. He will know."
Aeris got off the ground, brushed off her cloak and grabbed Cloud's hand. "Come on."
Cloud was quickly dragged off the ground and struggled for a while to keep up. They ran past Aeris's cottage and into a path that led to a smaller house on the side of a hill. "Faster Cloud!" She yelled.
They ran down the narrow dirt path and finally reached Klinken's home. Cloud found it amazing that from such a run he was not tire.
Must be something to do with this place
He thought to himself. Aeris slammed open the door and rushed into the room where Klinken was standing in front of a bookshelf that covered an entire wall. "Holy is receding." He said in a low raspy voice. The old man pulled a think brown book off the shelf. The book was old and tattered, the bindings nearly torn right to the pages. Klinken opened the ancient book to the end and began to read on the second to last page. "This is foretold." "What I that book?" Asked Aeris. "This is the Cetra's life in whole. All that happened, is happening, and will happen is recorded here, and like all books, this book has an ending. Aeris stepped back and gasped for air, her hands holding a small golden chain necklace.
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"Our book can't have an ending. The promise land can't end." Said Aeris in surprise.
"Our book ends, the promise land does not. It will endure. The book tells that the Cetra will see a great change. We will come under a ruler. A wise ruler, a ruler who will make the final kingdom here in the promise land. That ruler is here. His rein is beginning." Said Klinken.
"Who is he?" asked Cloud. "What does this have to do with holy being summoned back?"
"I don't know. I have only read that there was a man that lived amongst the Jenova and the Cetra. He tried to bridge the gap between the two races, but we would have nothing to do with the Jenova. The man left the Cetra, but it is told that he would return. Now that the Jenova are mostly extinct, he is coming back to the last holy race, the Cetra." Said Klinken
"Who is he?" asked Cloud. Klinken turned to Cloud and gave him a depressing look. "No. It can't be. I can't be Sephiroth!" yelled Cloud at the top of his lungs.
"Go to the Summoning grounds and find out who is calling the Holy Summon back." Klinken ordered.
Aeris stood with her head facing the ground. "We have to go. If it is him.... And he is the new kingdom's ruler, the Cetra are a ruined."
The Second Coming
"Ugh. What happened? Where am I? I can't see a thing!" Cloud struggled trying to focus his weary eyes, his vision still not clearing. His head was throbbing as if a cannon were blasting next to his ears. He slowly rubbed his forehead, feeling a slightly damp cloth strapped just beneath his spiky blonde hair. Leaning forward slowly he looked down at the silky white sheets covering the lower portion of his beaten body. He looked to his left, peering out a large pained window overlooking a small garden with a mako fountain, spewing life stream superfluously. Around the fountain lied a ring of red and blue flowers, all containing only five petals. From his bed he could barley see the figure of small red birds hovering over in the life stream. He looked back into the house and into the kitchen, directly in front of his bed. The kitchen was much larger than all other rooms in the cottage, showing obviously what the Cetra love most: a good meal. And of course in the kitchen was a large fireplace, which held a large black cauldron boiling with a stew, or so it smelled. He could see a young women wandering the kitchen, what she was doing or who she was could still not be told. Slowly he turned to the right of his bed, looking into a large circular room, however still smaller than the kitchen, which held many sitting chairs and a table in the center. The walls were a dark wooden stain up until a golden chair rail, where it then went to a pale yellow up to the ceiling. Cloud's eyes had finally started to clear and he could now see that it was Aeris in cooking in the kitchen. This brought him comfort to know that she was with him. The promise land? This can't be... I don't understand. Why am I here? Sephiroth is the key. I am him. I am a Cetra. Or am I a Jenova? Cloud thought to himself. He shook his head waving the fabric on his head.
"You're awake!" exclaimed Aeris. She ran over to the room where he lied. She pulled one of the wooden chairs from the circular table and sat it at the side of his bed. She pulled the sheets from Cloud's legs. Cloud looked over to her. "Wow. Why does my head hurt so bad." Cloud asked as he slipped his hand gently through his hair. "What is this?" Cloud pulled the white bandanna from around his head and brought it down, holding it above his lap. "Bloodstains." He said quietly, barely above a whisper. The bandanna was in one spot deeply stained with blood. "He took me again?...... Didn't he?" Aeris looked down to the floor. Her hair draped over her face and she slowly reached for Cloud's hand. He accepted her hand freely and leaned over to Aeris. "Cloud. He ... he has you. Anytime he wants. I can only stop you from doing his will; I can't stop him from taking you. "Said Aeris sadly. She slowly lifted her gaze from her lap to Cloud. "I'm sorry." "Aeris. Don't be. I overcame once; I will do it again. I promise." Cloud said slowly. He reached over to Aeris and rubbed her cheek gently with the outside of his finders. She smiled and turned her head from his hand. "You should get up." She said quickly. She stood and reached over to his hands. "Come on! Get up lazy bum!" She pulled him swiftly up and dragged him out the front door and into the courtyard that he had seen minutes before out the window. They ran to the fountain and Aeris grabbed Cloud's hair and threw his head into the life stream. Instantly Cloud's head wound was healed. His vision was back to normal, or maybe even better. "Hey! What are you doing... huh? My head. My eyes. I like this place." Said Cloud in surprise. He began to laugh and waved his hand swiftly through the life stream. Aeris also began to laugh but soon her face turned pale and the smile was stolen. She put her hands on her chest and fell to her knees. "No! What is happening. The others." "What's wrong. Aeris!" yelled Cloud. He shook her by the shoulders and she slowly glared into Clouds eyes. Her face looked as though she was in deep agony. "Why?" she asked. "What? Tell me!" asked Cloud. Aeris shook her head, her hair waving behind her. "Holy is back." She said in fear. "What?" asked Cloud, his eyes growing in mystery.
"Holy resides in the Summoning Grounds, here in the promise land. It is a summon that only departs when called by the Cetra. I called it to our planet, but it has returned so soon." She said quietly. She began to cry, and covered her eyes with the palms of her hands.
"Holy is a summon? How do you know it's coming back to the promise land?" he asked, still gazing into Aeris's face.
"The Cetra are sensitive to mako. Holy is a mass of mako that can heal when summoned by a Cetra. Because of its amount of mako, we can feel its presence. It's being called back to the promise land. Who is doing this?" Asked Aeris still crying. "The others will not be saved by holy. We must go see Klinken. He will know."
Aeris got off the ground, brushed off her cloak and grabbed Cloud's hand. "Come on."
Cloud was quickly dragged off the ground and struggled for a while to keep up. They ran past Aeris's cottage and into a path that led to a smaller house on the side of a hill. "Faster Cloud!" She yelled.
They ran down the narrow dirt path and finally reached Klinken's home. Cloud found it amazing that from such a run he was not tire.
Must be something to do with this place
He thought to himself. Aeris slammed open the door and rushed into the room where Klinken was standing in front of a bookshelf that covered an entire wall. "Holy is receding." He said in a low raspy voice. The old man pulled a think brown book off the shelf. The book was old and tattered, the bindings nearly torn right to the pages. Klinken opened the ancient book to the end and began to read on the second to last page. "This is foretold." "What I that book?" Asked Aeris. "This is the Cetra's life in whole. All that happened, is happening, and will happen is recorded here, and like all books, this book has an ending. Aeris stepped back and gasped for air, her hands holding a small golden chain necklace.
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"Our book can't have an ending. The promise land can't end." Said Aeris in surprise.
"Our book ends, the promise land does not. It will endure. The book tells that the Cetra will see a great change. We will come under a ruler. A wise ruler, a ruler who will make the final kingdom here in the promise land. That ruler is here. His rein is beginning." Said Klinken.
"Who is he?" asked Cloud. "What does this have to do with holy being summoned back?"
"I don't know. I have only read that there was a man that lived amongst the Jenova and the Cetra. He tried to bridge the gap between the two races, but we would have nothing to do with the Jenova. The man left the Cetra, but it is told that he would return. Now that the Jenova are mostly extinct, he is coming back to the last holy race, the Cetra." Said Klinken
"Who is he?" asked Cloud. Klinken turned to Cloud and gave him a depressing look. "No. It can't be. I can't be Sephiroth!" yelled Cloud at the top of his lungs.
"Go to the Summoning grounds and find out who is calling the Holy Summon back." Klinken ordered.
Aeris stood with her head facing the ground. "We have to go. If it is him.... And he is the new kingdom's ruler, the Cetra are a ruined."