The final chapter of The unfinished story, I had planned it to be much larger. Although it didin't really turn out that way :P. Enjoy
"You are just a puppet," These words spoken from Sephiroths mouth echoed throughout Clouds mind tearing him apart from the inside. The pain became less as it was over flown with a great anger. "Cloud, stand up. You must beat him," a voice whispered into his ears. "I can't give up, or her sacrifice will be in vain," He said silently to himself.
Sephiroth removed his blade slowly from Clouds arm and jumped backwards. The rain washed the blood from his blade within seconds, once again revealing the masterwork of a weapon. "What do you hope to accomplish?" Sephiroth asked as he stepped back readying him to attack once more. Cloud stood up leaning against his sword with his remaining arm, heavily breathing and loosing blood fast he replied. "Self-satisfaction!" Cloud lifted his sword up forward with both arms as he charged towards Sephiroth with a look of hatred in his eyes. He struck downward against Sephiroth, the two blades collided and sparks flew up as the swords grinded against each other. Cloud pushed onwards, his sword slid further down. He quickly turned his blade over and pushed upwards lifting him off the ground and knocking Sephiroth backwards onto the ground.
Sephiroth screamed in great pain and began to hysterically laugh. He stood up and looked down at the ground, he then looked forward and as lightning erupted throughout the sky, a huge cut could be seen up the left side of his face directly over his eye. "Do you really think I need this physical form?" Cloud looked towards Sephiroth as he looked up to the sky and began to laugh again. "I have to put an end to this," Cloud said angrily. He clenched his fists around the hilt of his sword and charged towards Sephiroth screaming at the top of his voice. Could held his sword at his stomach pointing it forward aiming for Sephiroths exposed gut. Cloud was driven by his intense state of spite for the one man he truly hated. His large buster sword penetrated through Sephiroths stomach ripping through all muscle and organs that were in reach of the massive sword. The force of his attack sent them back a few metres as they came to a halt neither moved, the sword still impaled through him and dripping of blood, Sephiroth leaned forward onto Clouds shoulder and spoke "You are just a puppet." He stretched his sword upwards and brought it back down through Clouds back and into his own chest.
Both remained, and silent .Cloud then opened his eyes and spoke "Aeris" and collapsed forward on top of Sephiroth dropping his sword although remained impaled with Sephiroth. A voice spoke, a voice gentle to the ears a voice sweet enough to make a beating heart stop. The voice spoke "Cloud, CLOUD, Please wake up. I don't want to loose you" Cloud opened his eyes the world was a blur he could see a sweet face and dark hair hovering above him, he could feel the rain hitting against his face, he knew he still had not left this world. He closed his eyes, returning to the darkness of his mind. "Cloud, Don't close your eyes!" the voice spoke again. A second deep voice then spoke "Tifa, don't worry. He's gonna be ok". "Damn this fucking sword is heavy," another voice said. "Anyway let's hurry back to the ship." The rain still poured from the sky, a never-ending ocean floating high above. A body still lay on the ground surrounded by blood, his own and of Clouds. His sword stall lay next to him stained with blood that mere rain could not wash away.
This brings an end to my first fan fic, I hope you enjoyed reading it. I don't really plan to take this story any further, although I might with some requests. Although I do plan to write more fanfics.
Farewell reader.