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FFVII
It’s Over?

Genre: Action/ Adventure/ Emotive themes
Setting: 3 years after DoC
Rating: M
Status: WIP
OCs: 25%
Disclaimer: All related Final Fantasy VII names and characters are copyrighted © by Square Enix. However, this story and the OCs are ALL mine. Thank you.

IT’S OVER?

Cloud stopped convulsing and lay motionless.

“Help him!” Denzel groaned as he clutched at his bleeding chest. Still sitting, he shuffled closer, and he tried breathing deep to calm himself as he sensed his blood pouring from his wound. It would take time to become whole again. But Cloud, he looked dead.

Shelke rushed to kneel by Cloud and she touched his neck. “He’s not breathing.” She rolled him onto his back and placed her glowing green hands on his chest. “And he’s not responding to the materia. He’s going into cardiac arrest.”

“Shit! Did you…” Denzel’s voice broke with grief, “…did we kill him?!”

She unzipped his shirt and started compressions on his chest. “I don’t think we did this. He collapsed.”

Denzel’s voice trembled and his body shook from the shock of his own injury. “Can you heal him?”

“Not sure.”

Cait stood by, with his little hand on Denzel’s shoulder, doing as much healing of him as he could. “Sometimes materia just isn’t enough, lad.” Even he sounded somber.

Shelke performed mouth to mouth, and started compressions again. “It’s serious. His heart has stopped.”

“Damn, Cloud!” Denzel cried, “And we were worried you were gonna kill us. But now, you’re the one… dying… damn…” he wiped at the tears he couldn’t control.

Deneh came and sat by him, and rested her paw on his back in comfort.

Cait hung his head down. “I never thought such a thing could happen to him.”

“We won’t give up,” Shelke breathed out firmly, and continued pushing down on his chest.

~ 7 ~

Still searching for Ely and Belia, Marlene took the opportunity to get to the stairs. The rain of evil falling on them was a deadly blow, but thankfully she wasn’t affected. Although she sensed the taint in her mind and body, she pressed on. All she wanted was to find Ely and Belia, and make sure they were alright. Down below she finally spotted Ely. But in one horrendous moment, she wish she hadn’t. Harbingers surrounded him, and Belia was nowhere in sight.

He fell to his knees, no longer able to stand from suffering terrible wounds. A Harbinger plunged his sword into Ely, felling him. He dropped back and lay motionless.

Marlene screamed his name, and over again. She flew down the stairs, shoving men out the way to get to him. “No, no, no…” she cried, “I won’t let you die…”

She shoved past the armed men and knelt by Ely. Sobbing, she concentrated her healing materia on him. Blood dribbled from his mouth and covered his neck, and his eyes were already closed. “But…no… I just met you…” His body was immersed in green energy, but… she knew… it wasn’t going to work. “… you can’t go…” Sensing no life from him, she grasped his shoulders, similar to that time not long since, and lay over his chest, crying. The men attempted to apprehend her, and she cried, “Arma,” over him. But the spell was coming far too late to do any good.

Weiss spun to see the one who screamed. A smug grin came over his face. “I see.” He studied the girl running down the stairs. “You hid it with a child.”

Althaea lifted her head with an angry scowl, and her voice was full of venom. “You are a demon.”

He gave a commanding look to one of the helmed men. “Bring me the girl.”

Marlene lay her face on Ely’s chest. She never wanted to move again. With irate cries, the men crowded around her. They were unable to capture her.

Another man came down the stair, and he hit the protective shell she was in, shattering it and causing it to disappear. Roughly, he grabbed her arm and hauled her up and away. The man was in a full length cloak, and his face was concealed by the visored helm. She struggled and kicked out at him. He caught hold of her flailing arms and dragged her away. The other Harbingers followed them up the stairs.

Marlene looked at Ely, and cried all the way, realizing he might remain there all alone. She didn’t care about the materia anymore, or anything, she just wanted to spend time remembering him.

~ 7 ~

Cloud floated in the white life-stream. All the dark fog had gone from his thoughts. He seemed to recall being there once before. That other time when he… was he dead? Maybe he would see Tifa there. A warm presence entered the vacuous space. Tifa?

It’s alright, Cloud. It’s over.

It wasn’t Tifa, but, it was a familiar voice. And one that brought him peace. Aeris. My life’s over?

No, silly. The Jenova finally reached its limit. It can no longer have the same effect on you.

It’s limit…

Right. She gave a short giggle. It’s taken a long time to get to this point.

But how? Aeris was always enigmatic, that hadn’t changed.

You were always more powerful than it. You just didn’t know it.

Until now?

You were always running, until you were finally tested, and you gave into it. You’ll see.

He sensed her smiling with merriment, as if she knew a secret he didn’t. It always seemed to be that way with her. But what he did know, she could always put things right.

Oh no! I have to go… A quiver of fear was in her voice … something has happened… but first… Her hand rested on his chest, warming his body with power. You need a reset. And Cloud, you need to hurry.

Description

FFVII
It’s Over?

Genre: Action/ Adventure/ Emotive themes
Setting: 3 years after DoC
Rating: M
Status: WIP
OCs: 25%
Disclaimer: All related Final Fantasy VII names and characters are copyrighted © by Square Enix. However, this story and the OCs are ALL mine. Thank you.

IT’S OVER?

Cloud stopped convulsing and lay motionless.

“Help him!” Denzel groaned as he clutched at his bleeding chest. Still sitting, he shuffled closer, and he tried breathing deep to calm himself as he sensed his blood pouring from his wound. It would take time to become whole again. But Cloud, he looked dead.

Shelke rushed to kneel by Cloud and she touched his neck. “He’s not breathing.” She rolled him onto his back and placed her glowing green hands on his chest. “And he’s not responding to the materia. He’s going into cardiac arrest.”

“Shit! Did you…” Denzel’s voice broke with grief, “…did we kill him?!”

She unzipped his shirt and started compressions on his chest. “I don’t think we did this. He collapsed.”

Denzel’s voice trembled and his body shook from the shock of his own injury. “Can you heal him?”

“Not sure.”

Cait stood by, with his little hand on Denzel’s shoulder, doing as much healing of him as he could. “Sometimes materia just isn’t enough, lad.” Even he sounded somber.

Shelke performed mouth to mouth, and started compressions again. “It’s serious. His heart has stopped.”

“Damn, Cloud!” Denzel cried, “And we were worried you were gonna kill us. But now, you’re the one… dying… damn…” he wiped at the tears he couldn’t control.

Deneh came and sat by him, and rested her paw on his back in comfort.

Cait hung his head down. “I never thought such a thing could happen to him.”

“We won’t give up,” Shelke breathed out firmly, and continued pushing down on his chest.

~ 7 ~

Still searching for Ely and Belia, Marlene took the opportunity to get to the stairs. The rain of evil falling on them was a deadly blow, but thankfully she wasn’t affected. Although she sensed the taint in her mind and body, she pressed on. All she wanted was to find Ely and Belia, and make sure they were alright. Down below she finally spotted Ely. But in one horrendous moment, she wish she hadn’t. Harbingers surrounded him, and Belia was nowhere in sight.

He fell to his knees, no longer able to stand from suffering terrible wounds. A Harbinger plunged his sword into Ely, felling him. He dropped back and lay motionless.

Marlene screamed his name, and over again. She flew down the stairs, shoving men out the way to get to him. “No, no, no…” she cried, “I won’t let you die…”

She shoved past the armed men and knelt by Ely. Sobbing, she concentrated her healing materia on him. Blood dribbled from his mouth and covered his neck, and his eyes were already closed. “But…no… I just met you…” His body was immersed in green energy, but… she knew… it wasn’t going to work. “… you can’t go…” Sensing no life from him, she grasped his shoulders, similar to that time not long since, and lay over his chest, crying. The men attempted to apprehend her, and she cried, “Arma,” over him. But the spell was coming far too late to do any good.

Weiss spun to see the one who screamed. A smug grin came over his face. “I see.” He studied the girl running down the stairs. “You hid it with a child.”

Althaea lifted her head with an angry scowl, and her voice was full of venom. “You are a demon.”

He gave a commanding look to one of the helmed men. “Bring me the girl.”

Marlene lay her face on Ely’s chest. She never wanted to move again. With irate cries, the men crowded around her. They were unable to capture her.

Another man came down the stair, and he hit the protective shell she was in, shattering it and causing it to disappear. Roughly, he grabbed her arm and hauled her up and away. The man was in a full length cloak, and his face was concealed by the visored helm. She struggled and kicked out at him. He caught hold of her flailing arms and dragged her away. The other Harbingers followed them up the stairs.

Marlene looked at Ely, and cried all the way, realizing he might remain there all alone. She didn’t care about the materia anymore, or anything, she just wanted to spend time remembering him.

~ 7 ~

Cloud floated in the white life-stream. All the dark fog had gone from his thoughts. He seemed to recall being there once before. That other time when he… was he dead? Maybe he would see Tifa there. A warm presence entered the vacuous space. Tifa?

It’s alright, Cloud. It’s over.

It wasn’t Tifa, but, it was a familiar voice. And one that brought him peace. Aeris. My life’s over?

No, silly. The Jenova finally reached its limit. It can no longer have the same effect on you.

It’s limit…

Right. She gave a short giggle. It’s taken a long time to get to this point.

But how? Aeris was always enigmatic, that hadn’t changed.

You were always more powerful than it. You just didn’t know it.

Until now?

You were always running, until you were finally tested, and you gave into it. You’ll see.

He sensed her smiling with merriment, as if she knew a secret he didn’t. It always seemed to be that way with her. But what he did know, she could always put things right.

Oh no! I have to go… A quiver of fear was in her voice … something has happened… but first… Her hand rested on his chest, warming his body with power. You need a reset. And Cloud, you need to hurry.