Chapter 1

Rope Bridges Just Don't Work As Well As They Used To

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Hey! You still listening to the story over there? What? You haven't fallen asleep yet?

*Overly Dramatic Gasp*

Why no! No you haven't!

Well then, let us continue it…

As said before, it starts in the mountains, with a girl thinking her dead mother on the other side, and a boy following her…

And an extremely naughty bridge…

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Cloud didn't know that there was a Mako well under that bridge, before that day, and neither would one Tifa Lockhart.

Well, they sure as Hel knew after that day.

Anyways, Tifa's mother really wasn't over that rickety old bridge, but Tifa was young and naïve.

Cloud only knew that Tifa was running into the mountains, and the mountains were dangerous, being young and naïve too.

However, they were young enough to be impressionable on, by almost anything, including the planet's wishes, old (new) instincts, and a slight shift in personality from a (so called) traumatic experience.

Which is why the wind in the Nibel Mountains was blowing a little harder than usual that day.

The planet really, really, wanted its WEAPON's back, and to be in good shape, after all, so she decided to add an incentive for these two.

Each other.

"Tifa! No!"

"Cloud!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

*SPLASH*

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All the two could feel for a second was the other's hand, and then the massive power all around them in the mako.

GOLDEN WEAPON, EBONY WEAPON, LET YOUR OLD INSTINCTS GUIDE YOU.

They really didn't understand what that meant, because their panicked thoughts were more concerned with the fact that they were in a mako well.

And the green mako (Lifestream), surged all around them even more.

It felt like they were being pressed on from every direction, like they were in the ocean deep.

It got so bad that when it finally let up, Tifa fell unconscious.

Cloud just tried swimming with his one hand out of the mako well, bringing Tifa with his other hand to what he thought was the surface with him.

Yes! That was the surface, the boy thought, as he gasped for air.

Dragging Tifa and himself out of the well, he didn't think too much on what had just happened to him and Tifa, only that they were both alive for right now.

And that she was breathing, although for how much longer was a mystery to him.

He could worry about the effects that the mako would have on them latter.

For now, Cloud was more concerned with getting himself and Tifa back to Nibelheim safely, and in one piece.

He had monsters to worry about.

But that doesn't mean he couldn't take em'.

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"Ya know, I can't tell whether that's subtle or not,"

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Thank you for reading, please review, and have a good day!

I know I don't have the best writing style for longer stories, it being good for one shots and the like, but that's why I'm writing this story, to get better at it, 'k?

So if you notice something that could be made better or something, tell me about it!

I love having feedback from my writing, and I don't have all the little things in this story planed out, but I do have the larger things. So give me ideas that you would like to see in the story, 'k?

I won't promise I'll use the ideas, but if I do, I'll give credit at the beginning of the chapter, 'k?

Love ya!