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Lover's War	By : Htress Category: Final Fantasy Games > Final Fantasy IX Views: 736 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 7
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Temple
of a birthing God

The jungle. Humid, infested with poisonous
bugs and desperately hot. Tifa, Yuffie and Cid were already slowed down by a
jungle fever and Cloud refused to stop in fear of arriving too late at the
Temple. They were walking since a few hours now, their goal was in sight.
Suddenly, Vincent was in front of Cloud, ordering him to stop.

-
Everyone is tired, he said. They will
be of no use if we have to fight.

Cloud nodded, well, Vincent hadn�t the
habit of talking to him a lot, but when he did, it was always for a good
reason. Slowly, Aerith and Red started to treat the injured and the sick while
the spiky blond leaned against a tree. He was feeling a weird �d�j� vu�
impression, like if it wasn�t his first trip into the jungle, the Temple was
looking like a mountain� He suddenly stood up and looked around him; everything
had changed, he couldn�t recognize the place anymore. Avalanche wasn�t there
anymore, but he was surrounded by Shinra troopers, and he was on a mountain.
One of them looked at Cloud.

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Kill him.

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No!

Vincent and Barret turned sharply at the
sudden cry. Cloud was shaking all over and looked like he was totally out of
it. The red caped man walked toward him but the blond backed off, screaming.

-
Let him go! Let him go! I don�t wanna
fall! Sephiroth!!!

His hand was reaching for something to
grab, he did not want to fall off the cliff, he couldn�t� His head was
throbbing so much� Cloud fell to his knees and grabbed his head, hearing
someone calling his name softly. Aerith forced him to lay down. Bending down
over him, she just put his hands on his temples and whispered softly.
Immediately a cool breeze blew in the forest and a green light enveloped Cloud,
who went totally lax. His eyes stayed open, though.

-
What happened to you, Cloud? What
happened to Sephiroth? What are you seeing?

-
Miniki� Island� I remember a mission
there� Someone tried to kill the General� On the mountain� He was sick� And I
was shot� Fell� So long� It hurts�

-
Shhh� It�s alright, now, just sleep,
okay?

-
Well, I think we know now how he got
this injury� stated Vincent.

Aerith nodded.

-
Just like the elder at Cosmo Canyon
told us. Cloud said he fell, but from where?

-
The Miniki Island�s mountains are
F?&?%& high, Cid interrupted. If that Spiky head fell off those cliffs,
no wonder he�s gotta bump like that. Even bet he was out of it for a while�

-
Yes� Aerith continued, I can sense old
wounds, painful reminders, there, a row of shots (she was pointing the
abdomen), and look at his arm, it�s all scared! But the worst spot of all is
here. A sword cut.

She drew a small line on his sternum, just
beside the heart. Vincent came back near Cid and pushed him down. Tifa and
Yuffie were still asleep, he suggested to take a nap, so everyone would be
ready and rested before continuing their journey. What they did. Well, with
that breeze, it was easier to breath now, and the beasts seemed to have
disappeared for a moment. The camp was prepared and Avalanche used a couple of
hours of rest desperately needed. One by one, they finally woke up, but Cloud
was the last one to emerge from his magic-induced sleep. By the meantime,
everyone was informed of Cloud�s regression, but they weren�t able to make him
talk anymore. In silence they reached the Ancient Temple.

********

Aerith was really sad to see this. She held
Tseng�s hand while preparing a powerful healing spell. The Wutaian relaxed when
he felt the warmth again, but stayed slumped against the pillar, hardly
breathing.

-
Go� Stop him, the Keystone is in
place. I will stay here�

-
I know you since long enough� Why
don�t you quit, Tseng?

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I can�t. Reno wouldn�t forgive me� Go,
Aerith, and thank you for all.

Cloud and the gang then stepped on the
altar. They slowly disappeared into the ground, swallowed by the wisdom of the
Ancients.

********

Sephiroth was there, Cloud was certain of
it. How could he be insensible to that powerful aura? That cry, that call�
Aerith passed a hand in front of his eyes, cutting his trail of thoughts. The
blond was attracted by that voice, the rest was meaningless to him, he wasn�t
hearing anything but His voice. He ran up the narrow path, avoiding the rolling
rocks swiftly and found himself staring at a small pound. Without even knowing
it, he was diving in. When he reopened his eyes, he was in a large room where
the walls were covered with pictures. Golden sun and mystic stars, it was
shining from everywhere, even the ceiling was bright with the reflect of gold.
Cloud suddenly found himself sprawled on his back, trying to get his breath
back; that damn jungle fever was clinging to him for a reason he ignored.

-
Ah� Finally, here you are.

The blond tried to move, but soon find out
he couldn�t. He watched with dread Sephiroth walk up to him, bending down right
next to his face, his silver hair hiding both faces. Without any further
explanation, Sephiroth kissed him harshly. Cloud was dumbstruck; what was it he
was feeling right now? Part of him wanted him to continue, the other to stop�
Unconsciously he had given into the kiss, not understanding anything.

-
Let�s see how you feel like�

Feel like???
Cloud�s heart started to freak out at the thought. Feel like? Did he mean he
wanted�? Did he said?!? The blond tried desperately to struggle free, it was
clear the part of him that didn�t want the kiss in the first place had won the
battle. He was scared, now. Out of his wits. The room was too hot suddenly, the
only sound that got out of him was a pitiful moan, and little did his gasps to
stop the man above him from carefully removing his clothes. He felt a slick tongue
lapping at his abdomen and shuddered in disgust and fear.

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I must admit� you taste good.

The next thing he knew was that he was
suddenly turned on his stomach, and the pain that followed was enough to make
him cry out in agony. The man above him panted in delight, enjoying the cries,
so he thrust harder to hear more. What Cloud did, praying for it to end
quickly. He felt a rough hand tangle in his hair, but the soothing didn�t last;
Sephiroth yanked it up harshly, pulling his head up.

-
Tell me� what is he planning?, the
silver haired man whispered

Cloud howled in pain and fright, that man
above him couldn�t be Sephiroth, the Sephiroth he knew would never� do that to
a friend. His mind was scanned now, and the harsh thrusts he was on the
receiving end of were destroying him, for his body was reacting to it. It was
cruel, Sephiroth was torturing him, clawing his back, pushing his face into the
ground, tearing his mind apart. In the end Cloud was screaming at the top of
his lungs. Finally, the darkness had pity of him and welcomed the blond into
his embrace.

*********

Vincent stopped at the entrance. Something
was wrong. He and Aerith had finally reached the decorated room, but� something
was emanating from here and Vincent, with his experience as a Turk, immediately
reacted to it. He stopped the flower girl in the hall, telling her not to come
in yet. He scanned the room with his piercing red gaze, gun raised, all his
senses on alert. In a corner, though, he caught a dreadful sight; Cloud was
curled on himself, completely nude and covered by bruises and blood. His face
was swelled and his whole body twitched at each movement Vincent was doing
toward him. The red caped man kneeled beside his leader, picking up the
scattered articles of clothing lying around, then, very gently, he called
Cloud.

-
Cloud? Do you hear me?

The blond twitched but otherwise didn�t
give any signs of recognition. Vincent had seen that type of behaviour only
once� He immediately unclipped his own cape to cover Cloud with it. He felt the
blond starting to hyperventilate, his eyes regaining a consciousness and a
deadly flash of hurt.

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Cloud?

-
Vincent!?! *Huff� huff�* Vincent,
please�, he pleaded weakly, get him out of my head� *huff*

-
Here, drink this, he said holding out
a potion, I�ll help you with the rest.

Quickly he helped Cloud to get back into
his clothes, and after he called Aerith. The flower girl all but cried out when
she saw the blond, scowling and constantly asking what had happened. Soon after
partially healing Cloud, she had her answer, a vision�

*******

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The black materia� Ultimate black
magic� Yes! I will finally be free!

-
Sephiroth! Stop this madness!

Tseng was standing in front of Sephiroth.
The silver haired man backed off a little, a flash of recognition dancing in
his eyes. The Turk saw it and thought it was the time to advance, however, it
proved to be a very wrong decision for he found himself impaled on the
Masamune. It carefully retreated, though, and Sephiroth looked at his friend
with dread in his eyes.

-
No! You woke her up!

-
No one will stand in my way!!! Not
even my own son�

Tseng startled; that did not sounded like
Sephiroth at all. He saw the silver haired man trudge to the small altar at the
back of the room, then, all of his manners disappeared when he started to laugh
hysterically.

-
With that, I could become so much
more� A God! I�ll destroy those lowly humans and become a God to rule them
all!!! Mwahahahahahaha!!!!

*********

Sephiroth stood up shakily, leaning heavily
on his sword. Vincent was suddenly in front of Cloud. But the silver haired man
did not seemed to be aggressive at all. In fact, for the first time, Aerith
believed that it was the real man trying to talk.

-
The ultimate black magic� I must
have the black materia� Keep it for me.

Then he was gone. Cloud suddenly burst out
laughing. Aerith and Vincent explored the altar, discovering that the small
temple displayed there was in fact the key to get the black orb. It was decided
quickly that Avalanche was better to get it before Sephiroth could send a clone
inside. Cait Sith was delegated for the job, after all, he was only a robot�

They got out of the temple, Cloud still
giggling, and maybe an hour later, they saw it shrink to the size of a normal
materia. The blond almost dived in the pit to get it, snatching it away. Aerith
followed him, she had a sinking feeling about this. A shadow loomed over them.
Cloud found himself torn apart again; one part of him wanted to give him the
black materia, the other, well, was against it. He struggled with himself, the
silver haired man smiling, /calling/�

-
No!!! Get out of my head!!!

Against his will and without knowing why,
though, Cloud ran up to Sephiroth and gave him the black materia.. His head was
throbbing so much he couldn�t think or see anything very clearly. Someone
grabbed his shoulders and he cried out, panicked, hitting with strength
Sephiroth, trying to make him go away.

-
You gave it to her! I told you to
keep it for me! Get it back!

-
Cloud!, Aerith shrieked, What are you
doing!!!!

Vincent was soon on him, and, seeing that
there was no other choice, he grabbed his gun and knocked him out. Cloud fell
on his knees, unmoving. He was out cold, and would stay that way for several
days.

End

Author�s
notes

Here it is!!! Twisted, no? Did you noticed
who is the real Sephiroth and who is JENOVA? See you in: Aerith� destiny. O_o
That�s sounding like someone�s gonna die� I don�t know why�?
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