I Feel a Storm Coming... (a Final Fantasy fan fiction)

Chapter 3

*4K POV*
     I walk into my father's run down cafe and sit on one of the stools.  "Son!  How was your day?" He asked, as usual.  "Same crap as everyday..." I said in return.  Father rolled his eyes and continued on the pancakes he was cooking.  "Though I did meet a wonderful girl..." I mumbled to myself.
     Who was she?  According to the Cloud dude, she had amnesia and couldn't remember.  I hope she would soon.  I grin at the thought.  Stupid me...

*Lightning POV*
     Tifa laughs at what I say, then says, "You need a place to stay?"  I nod, and she signals Cloud.  He sighs, then leads me to a room with a bed.  "I can't stay here," I tell him.  "How come?" Cloud asks. 
     "There are only two rooms here.  I'll find a place."  Cloud hesitates, then allows me to leave.  I dash down the stairs and out the door before any other conversations could form.  The cold wind rushes against my face again, so I run this time.
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     I reach the church where I had met Cloud.  The doors creak open, and I walk in.  My bag was still on the bench, so I zip it open and pull out the pink shirt/sweater.  I quickly put it on and lay on a bench.  Not to long after, I fell asleep in the bench.
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     My eyes open, and I'm in blank white.  I hear my feet rustle, and when I look down, and see the yellow flowers from the church.  Then I notice I'm in a different outfit.  It's really strange looking. 
A/N: Sorry, but I don't know how to describe her saviour outfit.  But I did attach it!
     Then I here a voice speak.  A voice I didn't recognize.  "She doesn't look dead," a male voice says.  "You're right, she isn't ready to join us yet," a female voice responds.  "Let's wait a little longer!" A younger female voice says.  "Let's wait for sis, okay?"
     The last voice sounds oddly familiar.  "S-Serah?" I call out.  Then I cover my mouth.  "Who's... Serah?" I ask myself.  "Oh, come on, sis, you didn't forget me already, did you?" The younger female voice giggles.
     "Who's there?!" I ask.  There's no response.  "Who's there?!" I repeat, but still no response.  Then I feel someone's back against mine.  "Who are you?" I ask the stranger.  "Serah." She responds. "Serah Farron."
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     "SERAH!" I yell, sitting up.  My voice echoes across the church walls.  Then I look down, seeing that there was now wearing the strange clothes.  The heat burned through the shirt/sweater I was wearing, so I took it off and stuffed it back into the backpack.  The sword I had yesterday had disappeared, but now I had a new one that shined a crimson red color.  There was also a shielded on left arm.
     I stand up, and the church doors open.  The only person I expected to see was Cloud, but instead, there was a man with silver hair and a long sword.  "Who are you?" I ask the man.  He chuckles, then takes a step forward.  "I am Sephiroth, the savior." 
     A pain bangs in my head, and I fall to,my knees.  I could tell the bastard was lying.  "Tell me the truth, now," I gritted through my teeth.  "My name is Sephiroth, but I am no savior," he admits.  My eyes meet his blade, and I see my reflection.  I looked at how my eyes had turned from a light blue to evil green snake color and shape.
     "What did you do?" I asked, but the pain in my head had spread to my chest.  I looked at my arm, and black spots had covered it.  What is this stuff?  My eyelids started to feel heavy, and my arms felt weak.  All my strenth gave out, and I passed out.
A/N: Sorry that this chapter was a little short, but I wrote it at night.  I'm a little tired, you can't blame me.  If you spot any mistakes, please tell me!!