The third chapter of Insanity Season One is now underway! After awakening from a nightmare, Cloud rides off towards downtown Domino, saying something about the shadows needing him? What did he mean? Read on and find out!
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As Cloud raced through the streets, his eyes were slowly losing their trance state. His vehicle skidded to a stop when he saw a figure near a skyscraper. The figure had long silver hair, cat-like emerald eyes, and wore a black outfit, two silver shoulder plates resting on its shoulders. A long sword rested in its left hand, the blade seeming to be around seven feet long. A black wing revealed itself on the left side of the stranger's back. It was the former hero, Sephiroth.
Cloud stepped off of Fenrir, unsheathing his Buster Sword. As he moved closer to his rival, Sephiroth stared at him.
"I see you made it after all, Cloud," he sneered. "You should know that I wanted you to come here… Your dreams told you, after all."
"This battle will be in my favor, Sephiroth," Cloud muttered, bringing his sword in front of him. As Sephiroth came towards him, the One-Winged Angel smiled darkly.
"If you win this battle, I will be gone, and the shadows will take control of your heart. You won't remember who your friends are. They will become your enemies…"
"Shut it," Cloud shot back. "Let's end this." With that, they leapt towards each other, matching each other blow for blow. Cloud lunged towards Sephiroth, who dodged his sword, and aimed his own at Cloud's chest. The ex-SOLDIER sidestepped the attack, raising the Buster Sword over his head. He slashed the air, which made Sephiroth slide backwards, his head lowered. When he lifted it, a gash was across his face, blood flowing down his cheeks.
"You've improved, Cloud…" He held his masamune in front of him, beginning to run towards his eternal rival. Cloud leapt behind the Angel, and slashed him across the back, a few feathers from his wing falling to the ground as well as blood. Sephiroth growled, but Cloud remained determined. With quick speed, Cloud swung his sword, making Sephiroth fly up into the air. Cloud swung his sword again, and six other swords appeared in the air. Cloud grabbed one, his body glowing a bright golden. He slashed Sephiroth, who was stunned, and was slashed at again a few more times before Cloud leapt down from the sky, hitting him one final time. The swords landed in the ground while Cloud caught his own. Sephiroth landed on the concrete, blood flowing from many wounds from his body. His wing was torn, feathers missing. He slowly lifted his head towards Cloud, a dark grin upon his face.
"Prepare to enter the shadows…" he whispered, his eyes dilating before falling to the ground. As Cloud moved towards the dead Angel, he stopped in his tracks. It felt as if something was holding onto him. He turned his head, and saw a skeletal hand gripping his sword strap. His eyes slowly lost their pupils, the blue iris becoming a dark indigo. The skeletal hand let go of his sword strap while Cloud leapt onto Fenrir, his eyes casting a dark glow.
"You belong to the shadows now…"
What will happen as Cloud falls victim to the shadows? Will the Protectors be able to save him? Find out in chapter four, Friends Become Foes.
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