Authors Note: GRRRR!!!! I just wrote this story and my computer crashed.
So here it goes again. Let me remembered what I said before. Thanks as
always to everyone that reviewed, Lovely Lucrecia, sephiroth01, and
noddlepower. Enjoy the story. It was 4 pages when I attempted to save it,
so let's see how long I can get it this time : ( Enjoy and please review.
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Shattered Silence
The frigid night winds fiercely whipped throughout the helicopter, but nobody showed they were cold, or how frightened. They had been trained for this. This is what many had aspired and worked so hard to do for their entire lives. They wouldn't blow it. They would prove to their general and to themselves that they deserved to be there. None felt this as strongly as did Zack.
'Will I freeze when the battle starts? What if I drop my sword? What if I can't even get it out of the shieth!?!' These were a few of many mixed questions racing throughout Zack's mind. Never had he felt such a mixture of fear, anxiety, excitement, and numbness in his entire life. Although he would only admit to himself that he was excited.
He quickly regained his composure and suppressed his feelings of doubt.
'I must be strong for the sake of all,' thought Zack. It was at times like these that Zack hated himself for being so weak. He wasn't supposed to be having doubts. Why was he frightened anyways? He was, next to Sephiroth, the most trained and skillful member of SOLDIER. He couldn't answer this question. He just stared at the heavens, as if to ask the stars themselves for the answer.
A distant fire of a cannon was heard, and Zack had to work hard to suppress a shiver that glided up his spine. He raised his hand to his brow and whipped away a bead of sweat that began to run.
'If only I was more like Sephiroth,' Zack thought solemnly.
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The iron pillar, that was Sephiroth's image. He was the calming factor of his troops, and he couldn't stand it. He glanced around the helicopter, and could tell that most of soldiers were either cold, scared, or both by their constant shivering, but despite the cold and thinness of altitude, he was steadfast and unwavering. Of course, he had to be, it was his duty as their general.
Sephiroth thought back throughout his life, and tried to recall when he had lost his emotions. It hurt, but the truth was that he couldn't remember. Everybody had always seen him as cold, callus, killing machine, and nothing more. All that is except for Zack. He smiled to himself. His best friend was such an carefree and free spirited guy. How Sephiroth wished that would transfer to him. No cares, no worries, and full of laughter, that is what Sephiroth longed for.
'If only I was more like Zack,' Sephiroth thought.
Then a frightening thought struck Sephiroth. He didn't know how the current battle was going. He was never informed. He cursed himself for not thinking about it sooner. For all he knew, the battle could already be over. Either side, or both for that matter, might be completely annihilated.
'Thank you president shinra,' he sneered in his mind. He was going into one of the largest battles in history completely devoid of the status of things.
"Sadist bastards," he cursed under his breath.
"What was that," Zack said hazily looking up at his comrad.
"." Sephiroth didn't have time to answer before the smell of sulfur strongly came to his nose. Soon accompanied by the sounds of gunfire, and the harsh, high pitch sound of steel upon steel.
"Ready or not." Sephiroth mumbled more or less to himself, and jumped out of the moving aircraft.
Zack's thoughts raced widely about his mind for a few seconds until he was able to get a hold of them. He regained his composure and pushed himself out of the helicopter as well. He could feel gravity quickly take effect as it began to pull him towards the ground.
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A young wutain boy, merely a teenager, quickly glanced upwards and then began fighting with the shinra soldier again. He slashed the man across the stomach, and the man screamed and fell upon the ground clenching his bleeding stomach. The boy did a double take towards the sky. His eyes widened in extreme fear and terror. He tore off across the battle with lighting speed.
"SOLDIER is here! SOLDIER is here!" the boy screamed as he hurdled the already fallen bodies of both enemies and allies.
Everybody stopped their current battles and raised their eyes towards the heavens. A crack of thunder sounded throughout the mountains, and rain steadily began to fall in torrents. As droplets of rain slowly ran off their faces, it was all they could do but to watch the dark bodies fall from the sky as steadily as the rain itself. They appeared as valkyries from days of old, or perhaps angels of death, but whatever they were they were coming.
A light thud signaled the landing of the dark beings. The silences flowed noiselessly throughout the bodies, too thick for anyone to move in. It seemed as if those few seconds lasted decades on end.
"Charge!" Sephiroth screamed. His booming voice echoing to everyone and shattering the silence.
A sea of black met a sea of dirt and already bloodied bodies. The battle had been instantly magnified and the ferocious clash had begun.
All Zack was able to do was to stand like a manikin and take in the gruesome sight. Never had he seen so much blood split at one time and in one place. It seamed surreal to the young man. He turned around in his place, his wide eyes soaking in every aspect of the battle. Suddenly, his eyes came to rest on his best friend and idol..Sephiroth.
His movements where almost feline in their quickness and agility. Every opponent that charged his didn't even get one attack in before they met with Sephiroth's sleek masamune, and fell at his feet. The collection of bodies seemed to increase by the second.
Someone walk up behind Sephiroth and sounded a shrill whistle. Sephiroth turned around with a godly speed, and rested a cruel leer upon a young woman. At that moment, Zack was glad he wasn't from Wutai, and pitied the girl. She was around 24, shapely, muscular, and all around well built. A few words were exchanged, but Zack did not catch them because, at the moment, things were heard as if he was under water.
The girl's fair face twisted into an angered expression and she charged him. Sephiroth easily dodged the girl, and planted a swift quick in her stomach. She fell into the mud, but quickly regain herself and stood up, but it was too late. Sephiroth had already advanced and was practically standing on top of the girl. She shuddered violently from fear. Sephiroth raised his trusty masamune above his and brought it down heavily on her head. The hilt made full contact with her cranium and she fell once again to the mud unconscious.
"Female fighters," Sephiroth said sarcastically as he stepped over the girl to meet his next opponent.
It seemed to Zack as if he was watching the battle from above, not even a part of his own body, but Zack was quickly brought back to reality back a sharp pain in his left arm. He glanced down and discovered a deep gash that ran the entire length of his upper arm. He calmly watched as the warm, sticky liquid oozed gently from his arm, and began to drip on the ground. A severe burning sensation came to his arm, and quickly spread throughout his body. Something seemed to come alive inside Zack.
He took a step back and spun around at an unearthly speed to meet his attacker in a cold leer. His eyes seemed to glow and pulse with an unhealthy amount of mako. He charged the man, and before the guy had a chance to react, the buster sword was plunged deep into his throat. Zack cruelly twisted the blade before pulling it out of the lifeless body.
Calmly, Zack turned around to face where the heart of the battle was raging. He raised his sword in front of him and charged with great speed, quickly disposing of anyone who crossed his path. A blood curdling, almost animal call echoed throughout the tall mountains causing many a fighter to tremble at the mere sound. If only Zack had know.. it came from him.
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Authors note: WoW! I think that was longer than the original! Lucky for all of you that my computer crashed. So what did you think? I've never written a battle scene before, so please tell me how it went and what you thought.
Lovely Lucrecia: No you weren't imagining it, the boy was cloud. I've purposefully made this story full of things that I could make more stories from. Like this story I could easily continue into after the war when Zack, Cloud, and Sephiroth meet until where the game picks up. Also the girl that fights with Sephiroth is a story possibility as well. Tell me what you think!!!
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Shattered Silence
The frigid night winds fiercely whipped throughout the helicopter, but nobody showed they were cold, or how frightened. They had been trained for this. This is what many had aspired and worked so hard to do for their entire lives. They wouldn't blow it. They would prove to their general and to themselves that they deserved to be there. None felt this as strongly as did Zack.
'Will I freeze when the battle starts? What if I drop my sword? What if I can't even get it out of the shieth!?!' These were a few of many mixed questions racing throughout Zack's mind. Never had he felt such a mixture of fear, anxiety, excitement, and numbness in his entire life. Although he would only admit to himself that he was excited.
He quickly regained his composure and suppressed his feelings of doubt.
'I must be strong for the sake of all,' thought Zack. It was at times like these that Zack hated himself for being so weak. He wasn't supposed to be having doubts. Why was he frightened anyways? He was, next to Sephiroth, the most trained and skillful member of SOLDIER. He couldn't answer this question. He just stared at the heavens, as if to ask the stars themselves for the answer.
A distant fire of a cannon was heard, and Zack had to work hard to suppress a shiver that glided up his spine. He raised his hand to his brow and whipped away a bead of sweat that began to run.
'If only I was more like Sephiroth,' Zack thought solemnly.
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The iron pillar, that was Sephiroth's image. He was the calming factor of his troops, and he couldn't stand it. He glanced around the helicopter, and could tell that most of soldiers were either cold, scared, or both by their constant shivering, but despite the cold and thinness of altitude, he was steadfast and unwavering. Of course, he had to be, it was his duty as their general.
Sephiroth thought back throughout his life, and tried to recall when he had lost his emotions. It hurt, but the truth was that he couldn't remember. Everybody had always seen him as cold, callus, killing machine, and nothing more. All that is except for Zack. He smiled to himself. His best friend was such an carefree and free spirited guy. How Sephiroth wished that would transfer to him. No cares, no worries, and full of laughter, that is what Sephiroth longed for.
'If only I was more like Zack,' Sephiroth thought.
Then a frightening thought struck Sephiroth. He didn't know how the current battle was going. He was never informed. He cursed himself for not thinking about it sooner. For all he knew, the battle could already be over. Either side, or both for that matter, might be completely annihilated.
'Thank you president shinra,' he sneered in his mind. He was going into one of the largest battles in history completely devoid of the status of things.
"Sadist bastards," he cursed under his breath.
"What was that," Zack said hazily looking up at his comrad.
"." Sephiroth didn't have time to answer before the smell of sulfur strongly came to his nose. Soon accompanied by the sounds of gunfire, and the harsh, high pitch sound of steel upon steel.
"Ready or not." Sephiroth mumbled more or less to himself, and jumped out of the moving aircraft.
Zack's thoughts raced widely about his mind for a few seconds until he was able to get a hold of them. He regained his composure and pushed himself out of the helicopter as well. He could feel gravity quickly take effect as it began to pull him towards the ground.
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A young wutain boy, merely a teenager, quickly glanced upwards and then began fighting with the shinra soldier again. He slashed the man across the stomach, and the man screamed and fell upon the ground clenching his bleeding stomach. The boy did a double take towards the sky. His eyes widened in extreme fear and terror. He tore off across the battle with lighting speed.
"SOLDIER is here! SOLDIER is here!" the boy screamed as he hurdled the already fallen bodies of both enemies and allies.
Everybody stopped their current battles and raised their eyes towards the heavens. A crack of thunder sounded throughout the mountains, and rain steadily began to fall in torrents. As droplets of rain slowly ran off their faces, it was all they could do but to watch the dark bodies fall from the sky as steadily as the rain itself. They appeared as valkyries from days of old, or perhaps angels of death, but whatever they were they were coming.
A light thud signaled the landing of the dark beings. The silences flowed noiselessly throughout the bodies, too thick for anyone to move in. It seemed as if those few seconds lasted decades on end.
"Charge!" Sephiroth screamed. His booming voice echoing to everyone and shattering the silence.
A sea of black met a sea of dirt and already bloodied bodies. The battle had been instantly magnified and the ferocious clash had begun.
All Zack was able to do was to stand like a manikin and take in the gruesome sight. Never had he seen so much blood split at one time and in one place. It seamed surreal to the young man. He turned around in his place, his wide eyes soaking in every aspect of the battle. Suddenly, his eyes came to rest on his best friend and idol..Sephiroth.
His movements where almost feline in their quickness and agility. Every opponent that charged his didn't even get one attack in before they met with Sephiroth's sleek masamune, and fell at his feet. The collection of bodies seemed to increase by the second.
Someone walk up behind Sephiroth and sounded a shrill whistle. Sephiroth turned around with a godly speed, and rested a cruel leer upon a young woman. At that moment, Zack was glad he wasn't from Wutai, and pitied the girl. She was around 24, shapely, muscular, and all around well built. A few words were exchanged, but Zack did not catch them because, at the moment, things were heard as if he was under water.
The girl's fair face twisted into an angered expression and she charged him. Sephiroth easily dodged the girl, and planted a swift quick in her stomach. She fell into the mud, but quickly regain herself and stood up, but it was too late. Sephiroth had already advanced and was practically standing on top of the girl. She shuddered violently from fear. Sephiroth raised his trusty masamune above his and brought it down heavily on her head. The hilt made full contact with her cranium and she fell once again to the mud unconscious.
"Female fighters," Sephiroth said sarcastically as he stepped over the girl to meet his next opponent.
It seemed to Zack as if he was watching the battle from above, not even a part of his own body, but Zack was quickly brought back to reality back a sharp pain in his left arm. He glanced down and discovered a deep gash that ran the entire length of his upper arm. He calmly watched as the warm, sticky liquid oozed gently from his arm, and began to drip on the ground. A severe burning sensation came to his arm, and quickly spread throughout his body. Something seemed to come alive inside Zack.
He took a step back and spun around at an unearthly speed to meet his attacker in a cold leer. His eyes seemed to glow and pulse with an unhealthy amount of mako. He charged the man, and before the guy had a chance to react, the buster sword was plunged deep into his throat. Zack cruelly twisted the blade before pulling it out of the lifeless body.
Calmly, Zack turned around to face where the heart of the battle was raging. He raised his sword in front of him and charged with great speed, quickly disposing of anyone who crossed his path. A blood curdling, almost animal call echoed throughout the tall mountains causing many a fighter to tremble at the mere sound. If only Zack had know.. it came from him.
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Authors note: WoW! I think that was longer than the original! Lucky for all of you that my computer crashed. So what did you think? I've never written a battle scene before, so please tell me how it went and what you thought.
Lovely Lucrecia: No you weren't imagining it, the boy was cloud. I've purposefully made this story full of things that I could make more stories from. Like this story I could easily continue into after the war when Zack, Cloud, and Sephiroth meet until where the game picks up. Also the girl that fights with Sephiroth is a story possibility as well. Tell me what you think!!!