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Chapter 6: The Final Confrontation (?)
"She's crazy," Cloud declared.
"And dangerous," Tifa added. "You know what's at stake if she goes backward in time, right?"
"I've seen movies," he replied. "It would depend on where she goes."
"My guess is she would go back to right before we...well, you know," she suggested.
"It's possible," he said.
"So what are we going to do?"
"Honestly," Cloud replied, "I think she's too dangerous to be allowed to live. And I think the Chronus Wand is too dangerous not to be destroyed."
"I agree," said Tifa. "We'll take care of her together." She then paused. She had not forgotten what she had committed to. "But that will be the last thing we will ever do together."
Cloud felt an aura of sadness and anger race through his soul. After tonight, he would never see Tifa again. The person he had known all of his life would soon be gone forever.
Finally, he could not take it anymore. "Why have you been so cold to me?" he demanded. He deserved an answer; they were old friends. He had been trying to hold that question in, but he couldn't any longer.
"I have my reasons," Tifa answered.
FLASHBACK...
"Cloud?" asked Tifa.
"What's up?" Cloud responded casually.
"What's to become of us?"
"I dunno," Cloud said. "I'm happy with how things are." He paused upon realizing. "But, obviously, you aren't."
"I'm twenty-three," Tifa said. "I'm not getting any younger."
"I'm twenty-four," Cloud retorted. "I don't feel old."
"That's not what I meant," Tifa insisted. "Don't you want to settle down?"
"I consider myself settled down," Cloud. "I don't party anymore. I don't do drugs or fool around with endless women. I work, I pay my bills…"
"Don't you want to get married?" Tifa interrupted.
"Why would I want to do that?" Cloud almost snarled. "So I can lose someone else dear to me?"
"Oh, Cloud," sighed Tifa. "Don't do this to yourself." And she was trying not to cry.
SOME TIME LATER...
Now Tifa was older. She no longer felt old, but she figured that was because she was newly married and on her honeymoon. Still, she was uneasy.
"What's wrong?" asked Bo. He lovingly had his hand on her shoulder. He noticed tears were welling up in her eyes.
"I'm fine," Tifa replied. "I'm just so happy." Of course, she was lying.
"You're beautiful," Bo said.
"And you're so handsome," Tifa replied. That was not a lie. They were on a beach resort on a tropical island, and presently seated at a bar on the beach. Bo was bare-chested, wearing a black pair of trunks. Tifa, meanwhile, wore everything blue. Her earrings were blue. The small jewel in her necklace was blue. Finally, her bikini was blue.
"Are you okay?" asked Tifa.
"Mostly," Bo replied. "Except that my wine is empty and the bartender's gone."
"That's too bad," replied Tifa as she patted Bo on the back.
She promptly stood up and walked around to the other side of the bar. Bo enjoyed every moment of it. He even found the rear view of his bikini-clad wife just as sexy. On the rear of her bikini bottoms, the name "Mrs. Lockheart" was written in white. Bo had never expected to marry a girl with the same last name as his. He had received endless questions as to whether they were related, but he otherwise never minded. The "Mrs." was recent, obviously, but the bikini bottoms had been with her since he had met her. And then, Tifa turned to face him, giving him an ample view of her perfect, bikini top-covered breasts. As she poured the wine, tears welled up in her eyes again.
"What's wrong?" asked Bo. "The truth!"
"Did we do the right thing?" she asked as she let a tear go.
"What do you mean?"
"We've only known each other for a year."
"My parents only knew each other for half that," Bo replied. Then he realized. "It's that Cloud guy, isn't it."
Tifa was silent. He knew, and she knew it.
"It's okay," Bo assured her. "I'm not upset."
"Are you sure?" asked Tifa.
"We all wonder what might have been with people," Bo explained. "But the past is the past."
"I know," Tifa agreed.
"But," Bo continued, "to keep the past the past, I don't think you should see Cloud anymore."
Tifa felt her mouth dry again. She did not see it coming.
"Why?" she protested.
"Because you'll just get hurt over and over again. Do you really want that for yourself?"
"I suppose not," Tifa replied.
A few minutes later, they were walking hand in hand down the beach. Tifa's semi-exposed breasts got their share of gawkers, but she no longer cared. Bo had just did her a huge favor. He had spared her from endless hurt and guilt. He really was the best thing that happened to her.
Unable to resist the urge any longer, she stopped Bo and pressed her lips against his. He began to run his hands over her bare back, and she did the same. Then, without warning, Bo scooped Tifa up in her arms.
"Bo!" squealed Tifa in delight as she kissed him again.
She never felt luckier.
…END FLASHBACK.
Until now. Now that she was with Cloud again, she felt that feeling again. The one Bo had warned her about.
"Because being around you makes me realize the mistake I made," Tifa finished.
"What mistake?" asked Cloud.
"I should have been upfront with you," Tifa sighed. "Can't you take a hint? I wanted to be with you! And now I realize what a jerk Bo has been for not letting me around you."
Cloud, meanwhile, was quiet. He knew he should say something, but…
"But we can save that for later," Tifa continued. "Right now, we have to find that piece of the Chronus Wand."
"It's it here?" asked Cloud.
"Of course it is," replied Tifa. "Floor thirteen."
The two made their way to the elevator. Cloud knew a lot would need to be said, both from his mouth and Tifa's. But now was not the time. Now was the time to save the world, yet again. As Cloud pushed the button, he began to ask himself all sorts of questions. What was at their destination? Would they defeat Bestla? What would happen between him and Tifa after this was all over? Would they go their separate ways forever? Would Bo allow them to be friends? Would Tifa actually leave Bo? Would she leave Bo for him?
All of those questions were interrupted when the elevator reached the thirteenth floor. The doors opened to reveal a grinning Bestla, proudly presenting the piece of the Chronus Wand.
"You're too late, I'm afraid!" The piece was in her left hand. Her blaster was in her right. "Obviously, you'll step out of the elevator if you want to live."
Cloud and Tifa did as they were told; they couldn't protect the remaining piece if they were dead. Bestla led them into the middle of the room, and stepped twenty feet back.
"So," began Bestla, "I now have two pieces of the Chronus Wand. You're good at figuring things out, so why don't you tell me where the missing piece is?"
"Why in my right mind would I do that?" demanded Cloud. "And don't say you'll kill us. You'll never find that last piece."
"Oh yes," Bestla replied. "The last piece." She then reached into her pocket.
"Exactly," Tifa declared. "You'll need us alive if you want it."
"Want what?" asked Bestla as she pulled her hand from her pocket, along with its contents. "This?"
Cloud was speechless. Tifa's mouth almost dropped open.
"That's right!" announced Bestla. "I've had the last piece the whole time! It just wanted to throw you off. And for the record, it was hidden in Junon."
"Bestla," began Cloud, "if you use that thing…"
"Oh yeah," replied Bestla as she began to aim her blaster. "I guess I no longer need you!"
"Look," Tifa began. "I know you'll never forgive us what we did. I wish with all my heart there could have been another way, but there couldn't have."
"What makes you think that words are going to make me forgive a bitch like you?" Bestla snarled. "You killed my parents! You made me a fifteen-year-old orphan! How could words change any of that?"
With that, she fired.
Cloud stood, frozen in anticipation. What would death be like? Will his friends forgive him? Would anyone? He stood there, waiting to feel the impact. But he never did. Slowly, he realized.
"You missed," declared Cloud. He breathed a sigh of relief.
"Did I?" taunted Bestla.
Just then, the beam hit Tifa, knocking her two yards backwards.
"No!" shouted Cloud. "Tifa!" He was horrified to the point that he could almost feel his skin turn white.
"I'm okay," assured Tifa, as she repositioned herself on her hands and knees. She had felt no pain from the beam; only from the impact of her fall. She would get up, dust herself off, and then…
And then…
And then, she remembered the catwalk. That strong, iron catwalk that had disintegrated into dust after being struck by the beam. She only had seconds to live.
So it ends like this, thought the defeated Tifa.
"Cloud," she began as tears streamed down her face, "I'm so sorry."
I wish we could have been together. It would have been right.
Cloud turned to Bestla. "Reverse it!" he demanded. "Reverse it now!"
Cloud can still beat her. He's always been so brave.
"Cloud," Tifa continued to sob, "it's too late. Listen…"
He can beat her. Barret and I helped. Everyone will be safe.
"Don't do this!" Cloud pleaded. "Please don't die!"
A woman who dies for the greater good is a heroine. I'm a heroine.
"Cloud, I have to," answered Tifa. "But before I go, I want you to know something…I wish….I wish….I wish I could have been with you…Cloud...I…will…always….love….you…OHHH!"
Those were Tifa's last words. Her body turned a light brown. Then she disintegrated into dust.
Cloud dropped to his knees. He was an emotional wreck once more. His eyes were burning and his mouth was dry; just like that other time, but much, much worse. Tifa was gone. There wasn't even a body. Just dust. She was his best friend. His best friend since childhood. The closest he had to family. The only person he loved. Reduced to ashes.
And because of Bestla. The woman in red. The woman who had killed so many people who mattered to him. But Tifa...his beloved friend…that was the final straw. He lost all sense of inhibition as he became blinded by anger and grief.
Without warning, Cloud sprang to his feet and charged at Bestla. Before she could react, he slammed into her, knocking her to the ground and knocking the blaster from her hand. Cloud was able to remain on his feet. The stunned Bestla was on her side, and seemed in pain. Meanwhile, the blaster landed on the floor undamaged as Cloud pulled his sword out.
"What do you think you're doing?" demanded Bestla as she struggled to her feet.
"You killed Denzel. You killed Barret. And you killed my best friend," Cloud declared. "Now, I WILL KILL YOU!"
He immediately took a swipe at Bestla. She quickly jumped back out of harm's way. "Strike one, old man!"
Losing no time, Bestla made for her blaster. Cloud quickly placed himself between her and her destination. He took his sword and again struck at Bestla. She ducked with less than a second to spare, and promptly punched Cloud in the crotch. "Strike two!" she announced.
And then, suddenly, without warning, both Cloud and Bestla heard a loud BANG!
Cloud dropped the sword. Then he fell to his knees. Then he fell forward. Cloud did not move or speak. He was dead.
Nara stood behind him with a saw-off. She had fired into his heart from behind. "Strike three," she announced triumphantly.
Bestla got to her feet, and gazed with pride around her. Cloud was dead. The last obstacle was gone. "So much for vengeance, you old has-been."
"Shall I assemble the Chronus Wand?" asked Nara.
"You shall," commanded Bestla.
"It would be my pleasure," said Nara. "We can finally go through with it. But did you want to torture him more?"
"He's had enough," Bestla replied. "For now."
"Then I'll begin," said Nara.
"And the irony is," continued Bestla at Cloud's body, "you'll get another chance to stop me. But you'll never know!"
MOMENTS LATER...
Bestla stood atop the Urchin in glory. She had killed her enemies, and the Chronus Wand was now literally in her hand. Nothing was there to stop her. Slowly, she set the date on the wand: December 9, 0007. It was the date the whole mess began. Now, her life was going to be different.
Slowly, as Nara looked on, Bestla aimed the Chronus Wand in front of the Urchin. The wand fired a beam that created a distortion twice the size of the Urchin.
"It's time," Bestla announced.
With that, she and Nara returned to the bridge of the Urchin.
"Pilot the Urchin into the distortion," Bestla commanded from her throne.
"Yes ma'am!" obeyed Nara.
The Urchin closed in on the distortion. From inside, Bestla and Nara could see it get larger as they approached. Nara was nervous; she had never seen anything like this. Bestla, on the other hand, was eager. She knew exactly what awaited them on the other side. Life as a goddess. A whole world under her command. Revenge was hers.
And with that, the Urchin vanished into the distortion.
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