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'I can't believe it, my Tifa has become a monster. And she accepts it…it must be that fiend…he must have done something to her. He is creating more of these monsters…more like him.'
Cloud was pressed up against the cold damp rock walls listening in on Vincent and Tifa. He dared to peek around the wall as Vincent and Tifa embraced. The rocks were covered in Tifa's blood, but she had managed to regenerate through her transformation. He gripped the pommel of his sword as he watched the two of them.
"Vincent, I want to go home. I'm really tired after all this." Tifa said as pressed herself against Vincent, snuggling up to him, relying on his strength. Vincent wrapped his arms around her.
"Of course."
'She still pledges herself to him. That's it! I must finish him to free her. I must save her!'
Cloud hefted his sword and leapt from his hiding spot, howling a feral battle cry as he thrust his blade at Vincent. Vincent dodged aside in the nick of time pushing Tifa out of the way. Cloud screamed as he gave an underhand swing, Vincent narrowly dodged the rain of blows that Could only be Omnislash. Tifa tackled Cloud from the side sending him flailing off balance; he had forgotten that Tifa could be a formidable opponent they both rolled across the rocks and detritus. Cloud scrambled to his feet before Tifa could stop him. He lunged at Vincent who was in the midst of transforming, he thrust his blade forward hoping to catch Vincent for the few seconds he had no defence. His mind barely registered the tiny grunt until the blade was up to half its length in her. Cloud halted in horror as did Vincent. Tifa stood there calmly with the blade through her midsection; she stepped forward towards Cloud forcing the blade further into herself. Cloud gripped onto the blade for fear of what would happen if he let go. Blood began to trickle from Tifa's sensual full lips; she stepped forward once more finally she was up to the hilt. She raised one of her hands; she had managed to grab a jagged as she leapt from the ground. She brought the rock down onto his face with all the force she could gather. Cloud stumbled back from the blow, and the blade jerked within Tifa's body. She cried out as Cloud regained his balance, blood flooded freely form a gash crossing from his forehead down through his left eye. He opened his right eye Tifa's fist was glowing as she performed a limited amount of Final Heaven, the last frightful blow. She caught Cloud in the chest with most force he had ever felt in one blow.
Vincent watched in shock as Tifa hit Cloud that final time, Cloud lurched back as her fist impacted, his hands still gripping the blade. Vincent saw the blade jump up in Tifa's back as Cloud fell. If he didn't let go he would cut her in two. Vincent lunged wrapping his powerful Chaos claws around the blade. He summoned all his strength; the metal fought him an he could hear each crystallite shatter. And the blade snapped in two, Vincent pulled his half from Tifa and the other slid out easily as Cloud fell. Vincent dropped the blade as he shifted to his human form; he reached out and caught Tifa before she collapsed.
'God she is so cold. Please Tifa…don't go, I can't live with out you!'
"Tifa…Tifa please say something." He held her so close.
'Why didn't I bring my cure materia? What can I do… unless?'
Vincent set Tifa on the stones. He stood and began to cast the spell anyway, he drew on something different this time, some thing that had become apart of his soul. He drew from the same found which gave him his shape shifting. He felt that same warmth as with other cure spells he directed the energy towards Tifa and the wispy green tendrils embraced her. The wound closed a great deal, and Tifa seemed to breathe again, Vincent reached down to touch her, he felt drained form the casting. Her skin was now hot, almost feverish, but she was breathing.
'This should give me enough time to get her home.'
Vincent scooped Tifa up in his arms, and made haste towards their home. Cloud had still not moved.
Thanks for reading guys, fear not there will be more, but that might be the last chapter… until the sequel. I love you so much Falkon.
