Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ A Tale Of Tifa ❯ Oracle Part 1 ( Chapter 17 )

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Chapter17

Oracle Part 1

Cloud sat watching the earth below speed by and he wondered about Aeris, Tifa, and their journey. He loved Aerith and she called him a fool for loosing Tifa's love. Now that love was shared between Sephiroth and Tifa. He felt jealous and ashamed of what he had done and seen. He felt a soft hand fall upon his shoulder and he looked up to find green eyes staring down at him in worry.

"Here, I thought you would like a cup of coffee." Arlene said quietly. Cloud nodded and took the cup from her hands, but not before touching her smooth fingers. He looked up at her and she smiled back like the sun. He felt at peace and turned back toward the Highwind's window. Arlene sat down on the couch and sipped her own cup.

"What were you thinking about?" asked Arlene.

"Nothing much really, except Tifa and Aeris." Answered Cloud.

"Who's Aeris?"

"Aeris was the last ancient alive on the planet before she was murdered by Sephiroth." Cloud explained. Arlene could clearly see the hatred come alive upon his face.

"You still hate him, don't you?"

"I always will, even if there is a truce between us." Cloud muttered.

"You do still remember that he was controlled by Jenova? It really wasn't his fault. For the past months that he has lived with Tifa, he has been a kind and gentle man. He also had a touch of arrogance, but he's a man, just like you." Arlene explained, "Yet you can't admit the truth, can you?"

"You don't understand how I feel, you never went through what I had gone through. You wouldn't understand…" Cloud yelled out.

Arlene closed her eyes and when she opened them, she looked straight at Cloud.

"You're wrong Cloud! I have gone through what you have! So don't tell me that I don't understand!" With that Arlene left the room. Cloud felt ashamed again and turned back toward the window. Great! I made another woman hate me.

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That night Sephiroth fell asleep in the guest quarters located north of the Highwind. He fell into a dream where he walked on the stars…where he once battled and died, only to find a young woman standing there, alone. Her body looked transparent and she flickered in and out.

"Tifa?" he called out.

The woman turned around and there he found his only angel staring back at him. She smiled and ran to him, but between them the stars split and Tifa vanished. The stars grew brighter till they seemed to explode, and showers of feathers: black and white fell around him. A sweet fragrance entered his senses, but he also sensed evil nearby. From the horizon, he saw another woman running towards him. As he looked closer the woman, looked metallic with periwinkle hair flying all over. Her eyes were black, as night and he knew who she was.

"Jenova! Go away!" he shouted. The creature stopped in her tracks and looked at him viciously.

"You will never escape the evil that will destroy you! Yet you shouldn't fear me, for I am dead, but the evil before you, shall crush the last life out of you! The once was hero shall betray. Heed my words, soldier, heed my words." Then Jenova disappeared.

Sephiroth awoke, sweat clung to his body and he was hot to the touch. If Jenova wasn't the problem, then what else is there? What kind of malevolence can come from the shadows of good then evil? He fell back and sighed, hoping to fall asleep. Yet his thoughts were busy and delayed the rest they needed. It was three hours before the break of dawn, when he fell into a dreamless sleep.

* So what is this evil that only two destined souls can defeat? Wait and find out…once I get my lazy ass up and type more! ^^ R/R *