Fallen Angels by Bannor
AN: I'd consider this a bad fanfiction. But I am self quarantined with nothing to do but play Final Fantasy VII Remake and play guitar(poorly) and this came out of it. Sometimes you have to follow your muse wherever she takes you.
"Just like a raindrop, I was born baby to fall". -Bleed Me an Ocean by Acid Bath
Prologue: Fall
Sephiroth smiled and stretched out his arms as he descended into the depths of the planet beneath the Nibelheim Reactor. He was returning to the lifestream, to the planet that was his birthright, he was going to win. His wounds would be healed and he and Mother would go to the Promised Land. His triumph was inevitable.
*SMACK*
Sephiroth wheezed from burning lungs as he felt his body explode into a rainbow of pain. The general willed his mind to push pass the shock and discovered that he was no longer free-falling and he was not in the lifestream. He had landed on an outcrop of rock, protruding out from the chasm beneath the reactor. He tried to sit up, but his body refused, the wounds from his fight, and the impact had taken their toll on the once invincible general.
Sephiroth could only manage to turn his head and see the head of his mother, JENOVA, laying beside him. Her head was still motionless but Sephiroth could feel her disappointment, after so many years he had finally met his mother and had thoroughly failed her. Breathing became difficult as blood poured into his lungs, his vision was getting blurry, his time had come. The once hero of Shinra could only summon the strength to turn his head away from his disapproving mother. Summoning up the last of his strength, Sephiroth, the last Cetra, cried out his last words.
"Shit"
Then everything was darkness.
Beyond time, there was a voice.
"This is an absolute failure, get rid of it…. Dispose of it with the other garbage."
Then nothing, until there were more voices.
"Over here, I see someone….. I think he is still breathing."
Then there was a white blinding light.
"I don't believe it, but he is alive!"
End prologue