Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Shadow of the Lifestream: Shadow Blood ❯ Chapter 18: One Winged Saviour ( Chapter 18 )

`Sephiroth!' The Leader gasped, bringing his sword to his side. `What are you doing?' Sephiroth stared at him, his thing lips smiling.

`I am saving him,' He stared at Denzel, `He is the true power. Without him you are nothing!' He swung the sword, slashing the Leader. `Now, you shall be stopped! You and Jenova used me.' He stabbed towards the Leader, who easily deflected it. The Leader swung his sword, flying at Sephiroth. Sephiroth smirked, readying himself for the incoming attack. Denzel pulled himself up the side of the tower, rolling onto the flat roof. The sounds of swords clashing echoed behind him. He slowly grabbed his sword, and stood up. The two men were slashing with all their might, bouncing back and fighting again. Sephiroth seen Denzel walking towards them, and lowered his weapon. `Now, we go!' He jumped and seemed to glide through the sky backwards. The Leader jumped after him, black air streaming off him as he flew after Sephiroth. Denzel stared as they fought in mid air towards smashing off each other. The air turned darker, the Tower started to grow darker. Denzel closed his eyes, gulping down the nerves, and running towards the tower edge, throwing himself off. The air held him up; he gradually opened his eyes, and stood staring as he floated away from the tower. Above him the two men were fighting still. Denzel held his sword out, rushing up.

 

Sephiroth jumped backwards onto another tower as Denzel sped up into the fight, clashing swords with the dark Leader. Denzel could feel the fury as he deflected attacks after attacks from him, before flipping and joining Sephiroth who had been watching the battle. The Leader smiled, throwing his sword, splitting it into five separate blades surrounding the two of them. They stared at each other and nodded, standing back to back. The swords rushed at them, and were fought of, smashing against them, defending themselves and each other. Denzel felt the tension rising in him as the swords slowly started to overpower him. Sephiroth pushed the swords back with ease. The swords swooped in with more power as Denzel's force began to fell, his end was close. Then suddenly the swords disappeared in a puff of black smoke. He stared around, looking up at the Leader. He pointed his finger at Sephiroth, a rush of blackness coming towards him. Sephiroth slashes his sword, disintegrating most of it, but it soon overwhelmed him and he flew backwards, sliding across the ground, unconscious. Denzel stood up and readied himself for a familiar attack. The Leader pointed his finger, Denzel tightened his grip, but there no darkness, no rush of power. The Leader laughed, flying at him, sword pointed forward. Denzel defended himself, metal colliding, and sparks flying. The main tower was now flashing darkness, dark waves of light emitting from it. Denzel pushed back the Leader, and stabbed into him, his sword sinking deep into his leg. He called out in pain, falling to his knees.

`Denzel…' he said, grinning, `you have me down. Now finish me!' Denzel looked at him, shaking. He raised his sword, the Leader bowed his head. Sweat was running down Denzel. He swiped down; the Leader opened his eyes drawing his sword, stabbing straight for Denzel. A rush of movement past Denzel. A scream of pain. Denzel opened his eyes as Sephiroth stood in front of him, the Leaders sword through him. The sword slid out, dark blood flowing off the sword. The Leader smiled at Denzel before jumping off the side towards the main tower. Sephiroth fell to the ground, Denzel catching him before he crashed.

`Sephiroth?' Denzel whispered to his dying saviour. His chest pumping fast, the black blood flowing out.

`I deserve this punishment…all the evil I brought to the planet. I could have stopped it all, but I was tricked.' He winced in pain. `Denzel, you must stop this. You must stop him!' Denzel nodded. Sephiroth smiled, closing his eyes, and slowly turning into green spirit energy. The energy whirled around the air, and then rushed into Denzel. Slowly the land around him glistened with rushing green energy as they all swirled beside Denzel, forming an item in the ground. As more spirits were added, the clearer it became. It was a sword, the Lifestream sword. Denzel pulled it out and held it high, new power rushed through him. The towers around the Dark Tower all shone brightly, into the evil that was in its heart. Atop it stood a Dark figure staring down at him. But there was no way up, it was too far to jump, no way up. Behind him a figure walked, turning Denzel caught eyes of Aeris. She smiled.

`The light will guide you,' she pointed forward, a stair of light shone up, cutting through the darkness. The Leader stood atop, waiting. `Denzel, fair ye well!' He smiled, and made his way up. The stairs disappeared behind him, the darkness clouding over.