The second chapter of Insanity Season One is now underway! As the image of Sephiroth lingers in Cloud's mind, how will he deal with his eternal rival? Read on and find out!
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After the Protectors were finished playing Guitar Hero, most of them went to bed. All except Cloud. He sat near the window again, staring out at the night. Buildings gazed at him, a few of their lights reflecting in his eyes. He still couldn't get Sephiroth's face out of his mind. It still stared at him, smiling. Its eyes narrowed slightly while the face disappeared into the dark recesses of Cloud's mind. The eyes remained, glowing brightly like a cat. Cloud tried to make himself comfortable on the couch, but the eyes continued to stare him down. As his own eyes closed, his mind began to dream.
Cloud stood in the sanctuary where Aerith knelt, beginning to activate the White Magic Materia for Holy in order to stop the meteor that Sephiroth would send to destroy Midgar. As she looked up at him, Sephiroth leapt down towards her, his masamune pointed downward. His blade impaled her in her stomach, her body hunching forward as the Materia flew away from her long brown hair.
"AERITH!" Cloud shouted, while Sephiroth just looked up, pleased with his kill.
"You failed her, Cloud," Sephiroth sneered. "She died because of your foolishness…" Cloud shook his head as he moved towards her body. The One-Winged Angel turned, removing his weapon from Aerith's non-moving form.
"You still are a fool, Cloud." And with that, Sephiroth walked away while Cloud placed the white mage's body into the water, letting her hair flowed out beside her as her body sunk deeper and deeper into the water.
"He's wrong, Aerith," Cloud whispered, still staring at the spot where she fell. "I didn't fail you…did I?" Suddenly, the faces of his other friends appeared before him, screaming, surrounded by flames.
"No…TIFA!" Cloud tried to reach out to his childhood friend, but her form disappeared, and Sephiroth appeared in her place. "You…twisted-!"
"You are foolish to persist in your defiance, Cloud… The shadows crave your strong heart. They need you. If not, I will make sure your friends are killed, just like Aerith…" Dark laughter rang out as Tifa as well as the others were consumed by the flames.
Cloud suddenly sat upright, grasping his forehead. Sweat dripped from his brow, stray tears falling from his eyes. He wiped them away, panting. He could still hear Sephiroth's voice in his head.
"The shadows crave your strong heart. If you don't let them feast, I will make sure your friends are killed, just like Aerith."
Cloud slowly stood up, his eyes in a blank stare. He grabbed his Buster Sword he received from his deceased friend, Zack, strapped it to his back, and left the game shop. He kicked the engine of his vehicle, Fenrir, to life, and moved towards downtown Domino.
"The shadows…they need me."
What happened to Cloud after awakening from his dream? Find out in chapter three, Shadow SOLDIER.
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