A movement by the entrance caused Tifa to glance up, her tear reddened eyes expecting to see either Barrett or Vincent framed in the doorway. Her eyes widened disbelievingly at the profile she saw there instead……. EVA!.
She looked frantically past the figure of the naked, dark haired young girl, hoping desperately to see one of the two men, or even Red XIII. The slow confident smile the other gave the only evidence Tifa needed to know that she was facing her alone. This realization caused her heart to begin thumping loudly in her chest, and her mouth suddenly went very, very dry.
Eva's eyes narrowed as she sauntered into the half demolished building, taking her time to advance towards the frightened girl, watching amused at how the other retreated nervously from her approach, watching as Tifa slowly shuffled away until the back of her heels made contact with the wall and she realised she had nowhere else to run, and her eyes searched fruitlessly for a way out.
"What….what do you want?" Tifa stammered out. She had instinctively raised her fists up in front of her in a protecting fighting stance. "Don't come any closer to me, or else that pretty face of yours won't be quite so pretty anymore," she threatened, trying desperately to keep her voice even , not wanting her fear to show through.
Eva sneered at the girls show of bravery. Her words might appear to make her sound unafraid, but the uncontrolled shivering of her body told otherwise. She stepped forward again, forcing Tifa to press herself up against the wall in a futile attempt at evasion, her frightened eyes following the hand that Eva raised in front of her face as if hypnotised, terror rendering her unable to speak…to move.
Eve placed a finger centrally upon the trembling girls forehead and began to probe for her emotions. She was curious about this girl. She wanted to know what the inside of her was like. And she also needed to know what the other girls weaknesses were.
Tifa felt a slight tingling…a soft burning sensation where Eva's finger touched her skin.
Show me what I want to see, a voice echoed inside her mind. Tifa didn't understand. Confusion showed in her eyes. Eva placed a second finger against the first.
Tifa felt the burning sensation increase. "What is it you want?" she gasped out.
"I want you to show me what it is you fear most," Eva replied, nonchalantly.
Tifa felt a laugh force through her clenched teeth. "I fear nothing, least of all you," she spat.
"Now, I know that to be an untruth," Eva answered. "Everyone is afraid of something, whether it's sickness or loneliness….or even death. And if it's not the death of ones-self, then maybe they fear the death of a loved one."
Eva suddenly sensed a response within Tifa's mind, a hint of a weakness revealed. She decided to probe further. "So……You fear not for yourself, but another……Cloud? Ha!" she cried, as yet another response surged through her. "It would appear I was right. It's not yourself that you fear for. You fear for him, don't you, the blonde one that shimmers so beautifully?" Eva gave a self satisfied laugh. "I knew it would be him. I knew I was right to come after you."
She stared at the frightened girl, and the corners of her mouth slowly curled. "Why is he more special to you than the others?" she mused. She probed again, and was intrigued at the images that were suddenly flashing into her mind. Images of the boy Cloud smiling, laughing, and sleeping naked beneath a sheet and showing a skin so soft, so smooth that Eva felt an ache to touch it. "Show me more," she demanded. "I want to see what it is that makes him so exciting to you. I want to know what it is you do when you are alone together."
Tifa groaned, fighting against the invasion of her mind as strongly as she could. She tried to stop the other from seeing things that were private, that were special to her and her alone. The pain increased inside her head, and she bit down on her tongue to stop herself from crying out, not caring that she drew blood, not feeling the pain as her teeth clamped down hard, only trying desperately to force the other from her thoughts, not wanting to share her most intimate secrets and feelings with this vile creature. She squeezed her eyes shut, tears spilling down her cheeks, her head thrashing from side to side, helpless to stop the rape of her mind by the girl before her.
Eva experienced a new sensation as she probed further into Tifa's mind. A strange feeling of anticipation and exhilaration filled her and she felt a stirring within her stomach, a fluttering……..which in turn gave her the most interesting of feelings between her legs, a feeling of yearning, of longing. But for what?
Eva gloated as the other lost the battle to keep her thoughts, her precious memories to herself. The images that were played out now came from the deepest recesses of Tifa's mind, images that no other was ever meant to see.
Eva watched transfixed as Tifa recalled the last cherished evening she had spent with Cloud. The affectionate touching, his hands holding and gripping, squeezing and caressing. The teasing kisses, gentle at first but soon becoming more insistent and passionate, his mouth and lips soft and warm, trailing kisses the entire length of her. The memory of skin on skin, as he had slid his body on top, to cover hers completely. His small, firm bottom poised above her briefly, before he slowly bucked forward, penetrating her, leaving her gasping and panting, arching herself upwards, welcoming him into her. The intense memory of their love-making filled Tifa's mind, and she couldn't stop the feeling of euphoria that overtook her, nor could she withhold the groan of desire that passed her lips.
Eva also experienced the sensation of being taken, and, as the feeling intensified her pupils widened and she began to gasp in small breaths, amazed to notice that the small hubs of her nipples were beginning to harden. She raised a hand to her breasts, and caressed them. It felt good. Very good. She closed her eyes, and bit gently on her swollen bottom lip, desperately wanting to know the feeling of another's lips pressing against hers. Cloud's lips. Cloud's kisses. So, this was the emotion of love, of lust. Eva liked it, but she wanted more. She ached to feel the emptiness inside of her being filled, slowly and passionately. She ached for Cloud to do to her what she knew he had done to Tifa. She wanted to claw him. She wanted to drag her nails deeply down that smooth back of his, to mark him and make him hers. She wanted to make him moan, and to cry out her name in the climax of their coupling.
"Call him," Eva ordered, her eyes snapping open. Tifa stubbornly refused to obey, keeping her own eyes closed, her lips clamped tightly together in an act of defiance.
"Scream Bitch…….I want you to bring him to me," Eva screeched.
"Fuck……….You," Tifa hissed back painfully, her eyes wide open now and glaring, her bloodstained teeth showing as her lips set in a grimace of agony, bloodied saliva drooling from the corners of her mouth and dribbling over her chin.
Eva increased the pressure, and Tifas eyes slowly rolled back until only the whites showed.
"Oh no, you're not getting off that easily," Eva said, slapping Tifas face once….twice, hard and sharp, forcing her back from the brink of unconsciousness.
"You will call for him," Eva taunted. "If it's the last thing you ever do, you will call him to me."
And she was right. Unable to withstand the terrible pain coursing through her any longer, Tifa succumbed to Eva's torture, and she screamed……. a loud, high pitched, pitiful wail that went on and on.