Final Fantasy VII Advent Children 2

Chapter 6

Cloud woke up on the floor of Aeris' church. He groggily sat up and looked around to figure out what happened.

' Where am I?' He thought. ' How did I get here?'

' You still have just as bad of a memory as ever. I teleported you here before Bahamut struck. You had better get up; Tifa is over there and she looks injured.' Sephiroth explained, before retreating into the depths of Cloud's mind.

At the thought of this, Cloud bolted upright, but almost lost him balance. He realized how weak he was from Sephiroth using his energy to teleport, and just about fell over. But as soon as he saw Tifa, he forgot about his tiredness. He strode over to the garden quickly, and slipped his arms under her delicate form.

"Are you alright?" Cloud whispered softly to her, his expression full of worry.

" Cl...oud?" Tifa choked at him. "Cloud... Is that you?"

"I'm here Tifa..."

"A man... With silver hair... He attacked... I couldn't..."

" Shhhh..." He placed a gloved finger over her lips. "Save your strength. Rest for now, and I'll try my best to take care of your injuries..."

She only nodded, and gazed at him through her narrowly open brown eyes.

Cloud got to work examining her leg. Sephiroth concluded in his mind that it was broken, and she would need medical attention fast. She managed to lose consciousness while he looked at her injuries, spreading his worry even more.

' She'll be fine. I sense that you'll have to worry about someone else pretty soon...' The ex-general in his head growled.

As is on cue, a dark figure could be seen through the corner of Cloud's eye, and he whirled around, sword in hand.

"You..." He narrowed his eyes at the ever so slowly approaching Yazoo. His glared didn't seem to faze him- the same with his sword- and he continued to approach Cloud.

"Yes. Me..." Yazoo looked at him coldly. He didn't seem to have a violent air about him; in fact, he seemed rather calm this time. His gun blade was sheathed at his side, and he didn't look at all as if he was going to draw it on him.

"What do you want?" Cloud questioned him, while he studied his every movement. His hand flexed around the grip of his sword eagerly as he prepared to block any bullets.

"Relax you fool. I'm not here to fight you." The silver haired man seemed amused with Cloud's paranoid movements. "Tell me... Was it really you who destroyed Sephiroth and JENOVA?"

"I never truly destroyed them... I believe I simply held them off. Sephiroth is still very much alive... And JENOVA will never die, so long as those who contain its cells live..." The blonde stared at him, while explaining calmly.

"Hmmm. I see. You say Sephiroth lives. How so?" Yazoo's yellow eyes were transfixed on him, as though he were truly interested in what Cloud had to say. His pupils were larger than normal and he cocked his head to the side curiously.

"Well... I guess it's a long story..." Cloud had begun to explain, but something shot through his mind. Sephiroth pushed Cloud's conscience back, and took over with his own. Cloud spoke again, this time with another voice. Sephiroth's voice.

"Why are you so interested in knowing that I live?" Sephiroth asked in a cold voice.

Something in the back of Yazoo's mind clicked, as if he recognised this voice. HE instantly recognised his 'brother's' voice and knelt down.

"My brother, forgive me. I had no idea you were contained in this form... But why would you assume the form of the one you want dead?"

" Brother? Want dead?" A look of almost confusion crossed Cloud's features.