Disclaimer: I, uh... don't own FF7. OH
HOW I WISH I DID...
Author's Note:
I might include some of the other characters.
I might not.
Who knows?
But for now... about those shadowy people. Who
says Sephiroth killed them all off? He only
smote the weak, pathetic ones that were going to
die anyway. And as long as there are psychopaths
after world domination, there will always be fanboys
wanting to join him/her. Or in this case, other
psychos in black ninja outfits with red glowy
eyes. In short, they were just a few followers that
remained. So.. don't bother flaming about it or
anything. As the last chapter said I ain't gonna argue
storyline points, or go back and rewrite if something
is probably impossible/inaccurate. Such a pain...
And from now on, the fan mail will be at the bottom of
the chapters. Oh, and this fic has completely different
storyline and pairings than Skyship Highwind or any
other FF7 series I've written so far, with my new
favorite pairings put together. Which you'll find out.
So for now, on with the show!
[Chapter Three: Runaway Ancient!]
[Place: Mount Nibel]
[Time: After Aeris' escape]
Aeris ran as fast as she could, knowing Sephiroth wouldn't
stay down for very long. (and, as anyone who isn't
skipping chapters knows... she was right.)
The young flower girl ran up to the rickety old bridge
and stopped. Boy, this thing sure brought back memories.
She'd come here during the quest to find Sephiroth long
ago, with Nanaki by her side. Barret and Tifa had
stayed behind to rest in Nibelheim, and Cloud and Yuffie
scouted ahead alone. Come to think of it, Cloud and
Yuffie were almost always together, even more so after
the incident at Wutai..
Aeris slowly walked across the bridge. She'd known
they were close, but had thought it was more of a
brotherly/sisterly kind of closeness.
"Guess I should have known when he stood me up
at the golden saucer.." Aeris muttered. She wished
Zack was still alive...
"Flower girl.." hissed a sinister voice in front of
her as she got near the end of the bridge. She looked
up and stared in shock; in front of her stood a man
wrapped up in a black ninja-like cloak, not a bit of
his body visable albeit his eyes, which glowed an odd
blue color. "Wh-Who are you?" Aeris asked, pulling out
her staff and getting ready for the worst. The cloaked
figure laughed. "I am a follower of the almighty
Sephiroth.. and you are our prey. We're here to take
you, alive if possible."
"You think I'll just give up like that and come along
quietly?" Aeris said, as she prepared to summon
something. Before it could appear, however, the
black cloaked figure pulled out a sword as big as
he was, the blade stained crimson from years of
bloodshed; he brought it up with the greatest of
ease and brought it down, slicing off half the
bridge's ties to the cliffside, causing it to
fall sideways.
Aeris screamed and clung to the edge of it as
a soft roaring was heard below. The cloaked
figure grinned from under his mask as nine
others landed behind him. "So, Aeris... will
you come along quietly now?" he asked, glaring
at her. Aeris looked up and glared back, then
she noticed the blue glow in the man's eyes.
"... Cloud...?" she asked, her eyes ridening.
The roaring however grew loud fast as a flaming
creature flew up above Aeris, flame pouring out of
its mouth as it glared at its targets, surveying
their strength with a cruel sadistic grin. The
nine followers behind the first stared in horror
as the creature rushed into the group, the
nine running in terror. The front one took up his
sword and prepared to fend off the beast, but it
was too late.
In a blinding flash of light, and a small explosion
on the cliff, the ten followers became one pitiful
pile of ragged scorched cloaks and bones.
Ifrit grinned, satisfied with his slaughtering,
then vanished in a column of fire as Aeris climbed
up onto the cliffside. She walked up to the burned
followers and smiled happily, then turnd to the
scorched circle. "Thanks Ifrit!" she said before
skipping down the path again.
"Hold it.. right.. there.." a cold, familiar
voice said behind her. She turned around and
saw the pile of rags moving as the head of the
followers, the one with the giant sword, stood
up slowly, his head bent down so that his face
couldn't be seen yet. It was obvious his mask
had been roasted off, as his raven, messy hair
was very visible.
"... No...!" Aeris said, hardly believing what
she saw as the man glared at her. She stared
at him in horror, her heart heavy with dread of
the truth. "... Zack?"
The man looked confused, dragging his
sword up into stance. "Zack..? I have no
name." he said, before charging at Aeris,
swinging his sword and aiming to decapitate.
Aeris ducked as he skidded to a stop and
slammed his sword down at her. She rolled
out of the way just barely as his sword
pounded into the ground. Aeris jumped up
and quickly dashed backwards as his sword
slammed into the cliffside right where
her waist had just been.
"Zack, snap out of it!" she shouted as
the man held his hand out towards her,
electricity surging through his arm.
"I already told you, I'm not Zack!" he
yelled as a bolt of lightning shot out,
sending a painful charge through Aeris'
body.
The flower girl held her staff and
casted regen on herself as Zack took
stance once more, an aura of power
surrounding him.
"If you're not Zack, then who are you?" Aeris
yelled, refusing to strike him down. Zack
grinned psychotically. "My identity matters not...
I exist only to aid the great Sephiroth..." he
said, before slashing at her, a red after-image
of his sword going straight at her. She jumped
aside as the so-called after-image cut through
the bridge and kept going, cutting into the
mountainside far off as the bridge fell down,
slamming into the opposite cliff.
Aeris gave up trying to be nice and thwacked
the man over the head with her staff. He grinned,
cracking his neck and seeming to be unharmed by
the blow as he kicked Aeris in the gut, hurling
her backwards. Aeris skidded off the side of the
cliff, clinging to the edge for dear life.
Zack slowly walked up to her. "Oh, dear. You
should have come quietly, you little pest. Now
it seems you'll have to die."
"Zack... please..." Aeris said, tears beginning
to grow in her eyes as she held her staff tightly
with one hand, her weapon glowing red with
power. ".. I don't want to hurt you.." She cursed
her bleeding heart, but she couldn't bring herself
to just forget about Zack.
"You? Hurt me?!" Zack busted out laughing,
standing right in front of her. "That's about
as likely as you living through this encounter."
He brought up his foot to stomp Aeris and plunge
her to her doom. Aeris closed her eyes and winced,
trying to summon another creature but lacking the
energy to do so. "Zack.. please... don't do this!"
she yelled.
After about ten seconds, though, Aeris felt a
small drop of something hit her hand. She
opened her eyes and gasped as she saw the blood
dripping down the cliffside, then looked up in
horror just in time to see a long thin blade slowly
pull out of Zack's chest.
Sephiroth pulled the corpse aside and looked down
at Aeris with a smirk as she struggled on the
cliffside. "You should thank me. I went out of
my way to make sure this bunch of idiots didn't
go too far."
He reached down and picked up Aeris, carrying her
over his shoulder as he leaped over the ravine
where the bridge once was. Aeris began punching
him in the back. "You killed him!" she cried out.
"You killed him.."
"Would you rather have him kill you?" Sephiroth
said, halfway back to nibelheim. "I'd rather have
a useful healer such as yourself than a pitiful
excuse for a fighter such as Zack."
"Zack's the one that stabbed you years ago!" she
said. "And that was when he was a rookie! You
call HIM the pitiful one?"
"He snuck up on me and flanked me... if not for
him, my plans would not have delayed nearly so
long as they have. After I found Jenova, I used
her to find and manipulate him along with Cloud."
Sephiroth walked down the foot of the mountain and
began walking back to the ShinRa Mansion. "He stayed
here and defended the mansion along with several
others. You may have seen them at some point, but at
the time Jenova had a hold over them all, degrading
them all to mindless babble."
Sephiroth walked in and re-fixed the doors again,
then continued walking straight up to the west
wing. Aeris' punching had ceased a while back,
replaced now by twitching now and then. He noticed
as he climbed the staircase that his shoulder was
quite thoroughly soaked. "... why should you waste
tears on this fool?" Sephiroth said, bewildered by
Aeris' useless waste of emotion as he tossed her
down onto a bed. She looked up and glared at him.
"You monster...! How could you say that....?"
"You've got a horrible case of bleeding heart." Sephiroth
groaned, walking out of the room. He turned at
the doorway with a smirk. "We'll work on fixing
that some day..."
Aeris didn't even bother chasing him. She didn't
bother bashing the door as he slammed it shut and
locked her in. She didn't even bother getting
off the bed. Someone very dear to her had been lost
yet again - for good this time.
[END CHAPTER]
KHan: Now for everyone's favorite part of the fic...
FAN MAIL!!!
Khan: And this time I HAVE THE REVIEW PAD!
So let's begin. Oh, and thanks to some...
negotiations... *rubs his bandaged torso*
Sephiroth won't be wearing a tutu...
Sephiroth: And thanks to more negotiations...
*shoves a huge pile of money aside* Khan won't
be wearing one either.
Khan: So on with the first question, from
Loelene1892. "don't let sephy win, ok?"
Sephiroth: Hmm, can't make any promises
there I'm afraid.
KHan: Hmm, this wasn't meant to be a question
I don't think.. on to the next. This time
we're going to have a laugh at KobeStrife,
who WILL be wearing a tutu today.
*points the camera towards a sad person in
an orange and pink tutu doing the nutcracker dance*
Khan: If you don't like the fic, don't flame with
such immature language. Just don't read it. Now then,
on with the next review... oh yeah the swimming thing.
"aeris acutally sunk down so sephiroth would have to
swim down to get her--"
Sephiroth: We went through this. I can hold my breath
a long time. I walked down there.
KHan: I bet she needed a lot of CPR, huh? *nudge*
Sephiroth: That's... beside the point....
Khan: Now let's get one from a man named reno.
He writes,
"i like. i like very much. just answer me this,
sephiroth, do you really hate aeris? 'cause if
you do, then you must absolutely ABHOR all the
fics with you two as a couple , ne?"
Sephiroth: .....
Khan: Sephiroth?
Sephiroth: I refuse to answer this question.
Khan: Aww c'mon...
Sephiroth: Look, we covered this last chapter.
Don't bring it up again.
Khan: Fair enough. Well that's about it for the
questions.
Aeris: Why hasn't anyone written me yet? ='(
Sephiroth: Because you're the annoying little
twit who bugged everyone in FFVII....
Aeris: Then why is Khan writing a love story
between us?
Khan: H-Hey, I told you to keep that part quiet--
Sephiroth: WHAT!? Khan, you said you'd leave that
part out, you double-crossing little--
Khan: Eep! Well I'm off to run for my life.. uh..
Seph? WHy're you getting out your sword? Seph..?
AAAHHHH!!!
-To Be Continued... if the author doesn't get
stabbed.
HOW I WISH I DID...
Author's Note:
I might include some of the other characters.
I might not.
Who knows?
But for now... about those shadowy people. Who
says Sephiroth killed them all off? He only
smote the weak, pathetic ones that were going to
die anyway. And as long as there are psychopaths
after world domination, there will always be fanboys
wanting to join him/her. Or in this case, other
psychos in black ninja outfits with red glowy
eyes. In short, they were just a few followers that
remained. So.. don't bother flaming about it or
anything. As the last chapter said I ain't gonna argue
storyline points, or go back and rewrite if something
is probably impossible/inaccurate. Such a pain...
And from now on, the fan mail will be at the bottom of
the chapters. Oh, and this fic has completely different
storyline and pairings than Skyship Highwind or any
other FF7 series I've written so far, with my new
favorite pairings put together. Which you'll find out.
So for now, on with the show!
[Chapter Three: Runaway Ancient!]
[Place: Mount Nibel]
[Time: After Aeris' escape]
Aeris ran as fast as she could, knowing Sephiroth wouldn't
stay down for very long. (and, as anyone who isn't
skipping chapters knows... she was right.)
The young flower girl ran up to the rickety old bridge
and stopped. Boy, this thing sure brought back memories.
She'd come here during the quest to find Sephiroth long
ago, with Nanaki by her side. Barret and Tifa had
stayed behind to rest in Nibelheim, and Cloud and Yuffie
scouted ahead alone. Come to think of it, Cloud and
Yuffie were almost always together, even more so after
the incident at Wutai..
Aeris slowly walked across the bridge. She'd known
they were close, but had thought it was more of a
brotherly/sisterly kind of closeness.
"Guess I should have known when he stood me up
at the golden saucer.." Aeris muttered. She wished
Zack was still alive...
"Flower girl.." hissed a sinister voice in front of
her as she got near the end of the bridge. She looked
up and stared in shock; in front of her stood a man
wrapped up in a black ninja-like cloak, not a bit of
his body visable albeit his eyes, which glowed an odd
blue color. "Wh-Who are you?" Aeris asked, pulling out
her staff and getting ready for the worst. The cloaked
figure laughed. "I am a follower of the almighty
Sephiroth.. and you are our prey. We're here to take
you, alive if possible."
"You think I'll just give up like that and come along
quietly?" Aeris said, as she prepared to summon
something. Before it could appear, however, the
black cloaked figure pulled out a sword as big as
he was, the blade stained crimson from years of
bloodshed; he brought it up with the greatest of
ease and brought it down, slicing off half the
bridge's ties to the cliffside, causing it to
fall sideways.
Aeris screamed and clung to the edge of it as
a soft roaring was heard below. The cloaked
figure grinned from under his mask as nine
others landed behind him. "So, Aeris... will
you come along quietly now?" he asked, glaring
at her. Aeris looked up and glared back, then
she noticed the blue glow in the man's eyes.
"... Cloud...?" she asked, her eyes ridening.
The roaring however grew loud fast as a flaming
creature flew up above Aeris, flame pouring out of
its mouth as it glared at its targets, surveying
their strength with a cruel sadistic grin. The
nine followers behind the first stared in horror
as the creature rushed into the group, the
nine running in terror. The front one took up his
sword and prepared to fend off the beast, but it
was too late.
In a blinding flash of light, and a small explosion
on the cliff, the ten followers became one pitiful
pile of ragged scorched cloaks and bones.
Ifrit grinned, satisfied with his slaughtering,
then vanished in a column of fire as Aeris climbed
up onto the cliffside. She walked up to the burned
followers and smiled happily, then turnd to the
scorched circle. "Thanks Ifrit!" she said before
skipping down the path again.
"Hold it.. right.. there.." a cold, familiar
voice said behind her. She turned around and
saw the pile of rags moving as the head of the
followers, the one with the giant sword, stood
up slowly, his head bent down so that his face
couldn't be seen yet. It was obvious his mask
had been roasted off, as his raven, messy hair
was very visible.
"... No...!" Aeris said, hardly believing what
she saw as the man glared at her. She stared
at him in horror, her heart heavy with dread of
the truth. "... Zack?"
The man looked confused, dragging his
sword up into stance. "Zack..? I have no
name." he said, before charging at Aeris,
swinging his sword and aiming to decapitate.
Aeris ducked as he skidded to a stop and
slammed his sword down at her. She rolled
out of the way just barely as his sword
pounded into the ground. Aeris jumped up
and quickly dashed backwards as his sword
slammed into the cliffside right where
her waist had just been.
"Zack, snap out of it!" she shouted as
the man held his hand out towards her,
electricity surging through his arm.
"I already told you, I'm not Zack!" he
yelled as a bolt of lightning shot out,
sending a painful charge through Aeris'
body.
The flower girl held her staff and
casted regen on herself as Zack took
stance once more, an aura of power
surrounding him.
"If you're not Zack, then who are you?" Aeris
yelled, refusing to strike him down. Zack
grinned psychotically. "My identity matters not...
I exist only to aid the great Sephiroth..." he
said, before slashing at her, a red after-image
of his sword going straight at her. She jumped
aside as the so-called after-image cut through
the bridge and kept going, cutting into the
mountainside far off as the bridge fell down,
slamming into the opposite cliff.
Aeris gave up trying to be nice and thwacked
the man over the head with her staff. He grinned,
cracking his neck and seeming to be unharmed by
the blow as he kicked Aeris in the gut, hurling
her backwards. Aeris skidded off the side of the
cliff, clinging to the edge for dear life.
Zack slowly walked up to her. "Oh, dear. You
should have come quietly, you little pest. Now
it seems you'll have to die."
"Zack... please..." Aeris said, tears beginning
to grow in her eyes as she held her staff tightly
with one hand, her weapon glowing red with
power. ".. I don't want to hurt you.." She cursed
her bleeding heart, but she couldn't bring herself
to just forget about Zack.
"You? Hurt me?!" Zack busted out laughing,
standing right in front of her. "That's about
as likely as you living through this encounter."
He brought up his foot to stomp Aeris and plunge
her to her doom. Aeris closed her eyes and winced,
trying to summon another creature but lacking the
energy to do so. "Zack.. please... don't do this!"
she yelled.
After about ten seconds, though, Aeris felt a
small drop of something hit her hand. She
opened her eyes and gasped as she saw the blood
dripping down the cliffside, then looked up in
horror just in time to see a long thin blade slowly
pull out of Zack's chest.
Sephiroth pulled the corpse aside and looked down
at Aeris with a smirk as she struggled on the
cliffside. "You should thank me. I went out of
my way to make sure this bunch of idiots didn't
go too far."
He reached down and picked up Aeris, carrying her
over his shoulder as he leaped over the ravine
where the bridge once was. Aeris began punching
him in the back. "You killed him!" she cried out.
"You killed him.."
"Would you rather have him kill you?" Sephiroth
said, halfway back to nibelheim. "I'd rather have
a useful healer such as yourself than a pitiful
excuse for a fighter such as Zack."
"Zack's the one that stabbed you years ago!" she
said. "And that was when he was a rookie! You
call HIM the pitiful one?"
"He snuck up on me and flanked me... if not for
him, my plans would not have delayed nearly so
long as they have. After I found Jenova, I used
her to find and manipulate him along with Cloud."
Sephiroth walked down the foot of the mountain and
began walking back to the ShinRa Mansion. "He stayed
here and defended the mansion along with several
others. You may have seen them at some point, but at
the time Jenova had a hold over them all, degrading
them all to mindless babble."
Sephiroth walked in and re-fixed the doors again,
then continued walking straight up to the west
wing. Aeris' punching had ceased a while back,
replaced now by twitching now and then. He noticed
as he climbed the staircase that his shoulder was
quite thoroughly soaked. "... why should you waste
tears on this fool?" Sephiroth said, bewildered by
Aeris' useless waste of emotion as he tossed her
down onto a bed. She looked up and glared at him.
"You monster...! How could you say that....?"
"You've got a horrible case of bleeding heart." Sephiroth
groaned, walking out of the room. He turned at
the doorway with a smirk. "We'll work on fixing
that some day..."
Aeris didn't even bother chasing him. She didn't
bother bashing the door as he slammed it shut and
locked her in. She didn't even bother getting
off the bed. Someone very dear to her had been lost
yet again - for good this time.
[END CHAPTER]
KHan: Now for everyone's favorite part of the fic...
FAN MAIL!!!
Khan: And this time I HAVE THE REVIEW PAD!
So let's begin. Oh, and thanks to some...
negotiations... *rubs his bandaged torso*
Sephiroth won't be wearing a tutu...
Sephiroth: And thanks to more negotiations...
*shoves a huge pile of money aside* Khan won't
be wearing one either.
Khan: So on with the first question, from
Loelene1892. "don't let sephy win, ok?"
Sephiroth: Hmm, can't make any promises
there I'm afraid.
KHan: Hmm, this wasn't meant to be a question
I don't think.. on to the next. This time
we're going to have a laugh at KobeStrife,
who WILL be wearing a tutu today.
*points the camera towards a sad person in
an orange and pink tutu doing the nutcracker dance*
Khan: If you don't like the fic, don't flame with
such immature language. Just don't read it. Now then,
on with the next review... oh yeah the swimming thing.
"aeris acutally sunk down so sephiroth would have to
swim down to get her--"
Sephiroth: We went through this. I can hold my breath
a long time. I walked down there.
KHan: I bet she needed a lot of CPR, huh? *nudge*
Sephiroth: That's... beside the point....
Khan: Now let's get one from a man named reno.
He writes,
"i like. i like very much. just answer me this,
sephiroth, do you really hate aeris? 'cause if
you do, then you must absolutely ABHOR all the
fics with you two as a couple , ne?"
Sephiroth: .....
Khan: Sephiroth?
Sephiroth: I refuse to answer this question.
Khan: Aww c'mon...
Sephiroth: Look, we covered this last chapter.
Don't bring it up again.
Khan: Fair enough. Well that's about it for the
questions.
Aeris: Why hasn't anyone written me yet? ='(
Sephiroth: Because you're the annoying little
twit who bugged everyone in FFVII....
Aeris: Then why is Khan writing a love story
between us?
Khan: H-Hey, I told you to keep that part quiet--
Sephiroth: WHAT!? Khan, you said you'd leave that
part out, you double-crossing little--
Khan: Eep! Well I'm off to run for my life.. uh..
Seph? WHy're you getting out your sword? Seph..?
AAAHHHH!!!
-To Be Continued... if the author doesn't get
stabbed.