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Sephiroth almost could not believe what he was seeing, and that the other he had sought for so long was approaching him. It was of his own free will, as well, he noted. There wasn’t any need of him having to use force, and make him come to him through their connection to one another. This was the moment he had been waiting, had been dreaming of. Together, they would change everything, and he could not have been more excited. To feel that hand in his, the angel let the moment stay in his mind for a millennia of time, and he would never forget.

Of course nothing could last forever, as much as he would want it to, and this fantasy that was a reality in his palms, was quickly turning to dust. He had been foolish to believe this was anything more than a trick, and those emerald eyes widened once the trap had been so cleverly set. The angel’s power swelled, trying to repel the magical properties that were making all of his limbs stiffen. There was pain with every motion he took, and his sharp gaze switched between each individual vermin that decided to make their attacks against him. He had no time to counter with an attack of his own, and once the sensation on his limbs was complete, he found himself being forced to his knees.

Those piercing eyes were glaring ahead, and pointed directly at the blonde. His blade had fallen from his grip, resting besides his rigid arms, and he was still reeling from the betrayal. “So… you had to resort to this? Hmh…” He sounded almost proud over their endeavors. This clearly had to have taken them a long while to conjure up a plan as thorough as this was. It didn’t matter, in the end. This was a foolish game of theirs.

His gaze was now fixed and focused on their golden-haired leader. And though he were bound and kneeling, forcibly, the angel still had a trick of his own up his sleeve. Those cat-like eyes glowed brighter, and his smirk widened as he addressed the boy. “Cloud…” The influence of their connection, he was letting it ring through the other’s skull now. “…You will release me, my dear puppet.” He echoed both into the other’s mind, and verbally so that the rest could hear. So that they would see how little control their leader had over anything, especially himself.

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Cloud could hear the other speaking, vaguely understanding, but there was so much happening--too much for him to care what snide words might be leaving Sephiroth’s mouth. It wasn’t until a searing pain invaded his skull, one he had felt too many times before, that he heard what the man was saying. His hands flew to his scalp, staggering forward to one knee as he tried to process the way his heart seemed to be pounding out of his chest. Tifa and Barrett rushed to his side, while Aerith did her best to focus only on completing the arduous ritual she’d been perfecting for so long.

“No....I won’t...” He said, through gritted teeth. “I’m not.” He snarled, not able to say much more, but Cloud was sure the intent was clear enough. Barrett held him back easily enough, and it was Tifa who marched forward, flinging foth a blizzara spell at the angel’s face. She didn’t care if it did damage, or froze his mouth shut. If it was a distraction it could only help them.

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His gaze refocused on Cloud, after a long moment to himself, and he heard all that he had to say on the matter at hand. The other was pointing out options that he’s wondered himself, and if all he has tried to accomplish could possibly be messing up more than intended. Though, he was too far gone, as all would say, to really care. If it was different to what he knew, then he would keep trying to make it all go in his favor.    “We are already changing it. Every choice you have ‘made’ will lead to new horizons. If you join with me, then we can look to being the heralds of our forever-entwined fates.” Once more he reached out, holding his hand towards the other, and his blade’s deadly tip lowered to the ground. It was a momentary, and rare, pause of peace. In all of this insanity, he could just taste the brisk sweetness of clarity. “Cloud… Let us join together.”

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This was it. This was where the choice was made, where he could step back and inevitably resume the fight, or take that hand and find some way to make everything right afterwards. Maybe he’d be sparing everyone from the fate this one loved to go on about. He stared at outstretched glove for a moment, glancing to Sephiroth whose eyes were as keen and hungry as ever. Cloud’s heart hammered in his chest, and his boot crunching in the gravel seemed too loud. Forward. He was going forward, and reaching out, even while his heart was lodged in his throat and his stomach writhed in knots. When their hands clasped, it seemed as though time froze--and maybe it did, who knew what Sephiroth could do now--and Cloud hoped that he couldn’t feel the slight tremble running through his body.

“Sephiroth...” He said, in one breath, making sure to lock eyes with him. “You’re right, it’s time we stop running.” He took in the smile spreading the other’s lips, the satisfaction in those crazed eyes. The sight was washed out, however, by the light encircling the ground below them. He could still feel Sephiroth’s hand in his, and he gritted his teeth against the burn he felt in his own arm. “You won’t be running any more.” He snarled, letting go only when the other’s fingers went completely rigid. From behind him, Tifa and Barret strode forward to take a look at the outcome. From behind Sephiroth, stepped Aerith, seeming to be putting all of her concentration onto the so-called angel. The light began to subside, yet the binding effect it had on this one seemed to last. For now.

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Sephiroth watched the other go on, accusing him of not having something like support and trust in his life. What did he need with a useless feeling like that? Emotions weren’t necessary for the plans of the future, and he knew so well that he would have to steel his frozen heart from something so human. He wasn’t something so weak, like them. Not anymore. Not ever. Though, he could see the fire that burned brightly in the other’s soul, whenever those eyes were locked with his again, and it had him question the meaning of such a look.

   “Why?” There was conflict in the boy, and all kinds of self-doubt. He was a walking, breathing, and damaged puppet. His. Those cat-like eyes stared, quietly letting the other simmer in his self-inflicted burdens for a few more moments. “Because, Cloud… You are the key to the change that I seek. Your strength… It must be at it’s greatest for when the time comes. Seven seconds… That’s all you will have.”

Once again his gaze seemed to focus away from the other, as if seeing the very ghost of said fate there. One he was trying to escape from, at any chance he could get. He wasn’t being too clear on what he meant to the other, and that was part him wanting to keep Cloud so in the dark. Yet, there was a small part of him that wished to spill it all, and see what he would say to what those damned fates have in store for them.

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More cryptic bullshit. Cloud had heard enough to have surpassed even a feeling of frustration over it. It was just meaningless dribble, from the mind of a man who’d long since lost any semblance of sense or humanity. “So you want me to get stronger.” He reiterated. That was one point that hadn’t left Sephiroth’s rhetoric throughout the entire ordeal. Does he need me to fight someone...or save someone? And who, him?

“So this is all some grand design to change fate. Then how do you know it’ll even work? It could end up worse than what’s apparently supposed to happen. You’ve already screwed with enough as it is, maybe what your waiting for won’t happen at all.”

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   “Aerith…” Her name rolled off his tongue like a ghostly whisper, and he took a moment to remember how it sounded to his own ears. “Shinra made their fatal mistake in going for her. A flower must be well-tended to, and protected at all costs.” His gaze lowered to the ground, seeing something that the other simply couldn’t, and taking another long moment to react to something that wasn’t there. He even lowered the point of his blade, so deep in his head about this invisible phantom.

   “She is this planet’s greatest treasure, and you’re doing such a good job keeping her safe, Cloud.” His wild-eyed stare was on him once again, and he took a few steps forward, with that smirk right back on his face. He was through with trying to explain more to the other, wanting to keep him still in the dark on why he wanted him. “Keep getting stronger, Cloud. If not for me, then for her. That is what you want, isn’t it? It is the one thing that you think you can control, isn’t it…”

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“We’ve all been keeping her safe,” He retorted, and saying it seemed odd as though he had just realized that himself. “Because she, unlike you, has support...something earned when you don’t terrorize a planet.” Cloud took a step forward, even without the safety of his hilt in his hand. “And I have grown stronger, but if you want to think that you control everything, if that’s what gives you purpose, don’t let me stop you.” He saw the man before him like a dog, chasing its own tail in circles. Unfortunately, that ‘dog’ had power that he would probably never be able to match alone. “If you want to see Aerith kept safe, how can you threaten her? Why are you counting on me?” He asked, feeling a twist in his gut for asking aloud, because it was a question he’d been ignoring. How could everyone, anyone, be counting on him when all that he wanted to do--even now--was to run. He had come this far, but what if he couldn’t live up to their expectations? First class, ex-this, mako-that. None of that even mattered anymore. He could fail as easily as anyone.

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His hand lowered when the other responded in such a way, and he took a long moment to consider his words. Though, the trace emotions that was rising up to the surface, only shown in his vivid-green, cat-like eyes; Bitterness, and rage. They narrowed in just the slightest upon hearing how concrete the other was in his ways. It was only for a few seconds more, before Sephiroth loosened up, and those fleeting emotions subsided back into his smug facade.

   “I am not my Mother. I already am what she couldn’t be. What was taken from her, the moment she landed on this world, will be mine to have. This planet. The universe. It is all mine to take, and I want you there with me, Cloud.” He felt the need to reiterate his words, over and over, until the boy could grasp the fringes of this concept.

   “Your choices… You can save all of them, but only if you stay by my side.” His power flashed in that instant, giving the other a recollection of what he and his friends saw in Shinra’s main operations; The world burning, while the two of them stood back-to-back. In that same flash, it disappeared, and the smell of smoke remained in each of their senses.

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“It wasn’t hers to have, and it isn’t yours.” Cloud said, feeling a little too much like Barrett, but the truth was undeniable. Whether you cared or not, this planet had its own energy and ultimately it would bow to no one. “That’s the illusion, and the world is fighting back against it.”

He paused, taking a deep breath, “And why me? I don’t understand...why would you ever think that I would help you, or even could help if I wanted to. Shouldn’t you be after Aerith, like all of Shinra was?” He knew, of course, there had to be some reason that Sephiroth never seemed to target her, and her origin was no secret to him. “Not that she would help you either.” He added, the anger ever-present in his tone.

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Those bright eyes were forever trained on the blonde, and he listened to the questions coming his way. It was what the other had been wishing to know for some time, he could tell with how he dismissed his friends for this conversation between them. The most he could do was to answer such inquiries, and with a smirk remaining so prominently on his face. “Cloud… You would be given the sights of your future, and theirs. What possibilities that you’re still in the dark over, and what can still be changed. What is it that you want? I have given you a taste of one future. Something that fate would have us inevitably reach, were it not for what has been done.”

He finally glanced away from him to cast his gaze up to the sky, as if he were seeing something the other could not. “Nothing is now set. There is still time.” Sephiroth was staring at him again, and he held his hand out towards the other, expression looking so passively calm. “Your concerns are with your friends, isn’t that right? If you join me, they can all be spared of what fate wishes of them… and of your own fate.”

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“And by spared, you mean...killed?” He asked, anger already furrowing his brows. “If nothing is set, there’s nothing to spare them from. We can make our own way through our own fates. What you want is control.” Cloud hated this, he hated to have to utter more than two sentences to this maniac, but in a way this was a way to shoulder a burden that he usually took up with steel. “But you’ll never have it, not over the planet, the universe, anything. Your mother wanted the same, and look at how that turned out.” He snarled. “Is that how you want to end up?”

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Sephiroth stared at the other, calmly listening to to every breath taken, and that sweet ripple of frustration roll through his shoulders as the broadsword was firmly stabbed through the dirt. He completely ignored the comments of worry from those friends of his, having eyes only for the blonde, and his patience could last forever.

Finally, he was getting his way, and it somewhat gave him pause to consider why this was happening. There had to be more to this, but he would willfully take whatever chance he could get with this one. He kept his long blade at his side, grip still so firm on the hilt, and watched as the other approached with as much of a smug expression on his face as all ever.

   “Cloud.. For so long, I have waited.” He kept his distance, gauging the other’s reaction with such precision, and absorbing all that he could from that soft-but-serious face. “Have you dreamed of this moment? Will you reconsider your quick decision, and help to change our destinies together? My offer still stands.”

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To call Sephiroth delusional would be the understatement of the century, but sometimes even Cloud forgot just how far gone the man seemed to be. Off in his own world, his own universe. He wasn’t sure if it was disgust or pity that currently churned his stomach. “I’m sure it does.” He snarled, studying the other with a hard look.

“What would you do? If I accepted, what would that mean? Looking at a planet and watching everything I care about disappear, what’s the point of it?” He wasn’t sure what he expected, but Cloud needed some sort of answers. His entire sense of sanity had been toyed with for so long, and he had to know what Sephiroth thought to gain from it. What made himself so important in this equation.

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Even though Sephiroth had looked their way, he wasn’t really looking at them, as his main focus was the blonde in the center of their group. This boy was the reason for so much, and he would not let distractions deter him from what would be the inevitable. All of them would soon see that they were his to command, whether they were aware of it or not. This was just a game to him, to see which one would get tired of talk, and continue to fight a futile battle.

The fact that they kept on speaking, he was surprised by it, only in the slightest of ways. He knew what they were trying to achieve here, needing a second wind, a breather from his onslaught of endless attacks. It was given, as he allowed them to have their wishful thoughts of control, in an out-of-control and perilous adventure.

Though, there was something in the flower maiden’s words that had him slowly turning his gaze onto her, and his expression visibly darkened. It was the smallest of seconds, a flash of unsettling blankness that only the sharpest would be able to notice. “I have everything right before me.” His sights were on Cloud again, a gloved hand raising up as if to physically gesture of his needy possession over the other. “And just like before, none of them will keep you from me, Cloud. The edge awaits.”

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It was frustrating, how fixated Sephiroth was on him alone. Even as Aerith’s words flew like a sharp arrow to the chest, or should have, he simply ignored it in favor of taunting him. Cloud. He hated hearing his name from those lips, and hated more the memory of that fateful discussion that had happened amidst the stars. It was something that he still saw in dreams, that always woke him with a dropping feeling in his stomach.

“You said I had a choice, and I made it. So is all of this really to get at me?” He demanded. “To change my mind?” With a frustrated grunt, Cloud stepped forward and drove the point of his sword into the ground before him. He gripped the hilt tightly, taking a deep breath. What would you have done? Kept fighting until the end, or...given everything to protect them? Weren’t those the same thing? Maybe not...

“Guys, fall back.” He heard the beginnings of protests, but he turned towards them. “I promise, I’m coming back. Just...give us a moment.” He must have had enough conviction in his voice for even Barrett to agree, albeit with a grunt of disapproval. They all said their piece, giving him one last look before heading down the rocky hill they had climbed.

“Well, you have me here. Again.”

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Sephiroth always found it thrilling to be in any sort of combat. His blood pumped loudly in his ears, and every fiber in his being was focused solely on being as efficient as possible. With his long years as a Shinra’s most prized SOLDIER, and all of the natural skill that he possessed, everything looked to be in his favor. He had more experience than all of these ones who now opposed him, and it showed with how easily he was able to dodge and counter their attacks. He was in his element, and thriving off of the weariness from his foe’s.

The question from Cloud is what had him lowering his blade at his side again, as he considered the ex-SOLDIER with that eerie twinkle in his cat-like eyes. He would listen for as long as the other spoke, always so enamored by the endless curiosity. He knew so little, and it pleased him, immensely. Once the boy was finished, he glanced up at the sky to take in the scenery of a world so unmarred by turmoil. This was his to do with what he wished. His planet. His subjects.

    “… What I want, Cloud… I have already offered it to you. And though you’ve denied me my wish, I shall ask you this; Don’t worry, it’s quite a simple question.” His gaze traveled back to the boy, and that wild, untamed grin was almost ear-to-ear as he spoke next. “Tell me what it is that you cherish the most? So that I can take it away.” He wondered if the other even told his friends of their little conversation, and of said offer. It was enough of a curiosity for him to cast a glance all around, just to see what their expressions may give way to.

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He was so fucking sick of it. That simple thought, even, brought back echoes of Tifa’s voice, of past failures. When would it end? His thoughts were broken by a loud yell from his left.

“What, the entire planet ain’t good enough? How much more can you take after that?” Barrett spat, and if looks could kill, his would be deadlier than the gun still pointed in Sephiroth’s direction. Even if this holier-than-though ex-SOLDIER didn’t care what words were hurled his way, the disruption had done enough to let the red rage fade from Cloud’s vision.

“Taking from me won’t change anything. Why are you so desperate for that?” He growled. Aerith’s voice chimed in, her tone somber. “You’re so lonely, so pathetic that you have to take everything from us so we have as little as you do. But it’ll leave you feeling just as empty, creating your own loneliness like that.”

No one seemed to have anything to add to that, all watching to see what he might say next, in a mixture of curiosity and pure need of a break.

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   “Heh… That look on your face. Such sweet memories.” Sephiroth’s entire focus was on the blonde, as he was the threat of his very future. Yet, he was fully dedicated in trying to flesh the other out, in his own image, should he get his way. The entire situation being placed on him next was one that he didn’t expect to have so soon. For the moment he had figured a way to find his way back, back to a fate that could be turned, he had been in charge of it all. Little tweaks, here and there, all to guide the boy in whatever direction he wanted him to take.

Now, as he stared the other down, and vaguely to those so-called friends behind him, the angel took a short pause. He was considering his options, carefully. To fight once more, and show them how low they really were to his immense power was all too enticing. He could not pass it up, and knew that Cloud could see it clearly on his face when those lips curved into an unnatural smile. “Well, if you are willing to lose once more, then come.” He flicked his wrist, and his blade struck the air with it, fully prepared to be on the offensive in the next beat.

    “Come meet with destiny.”

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Cloud was always known as a man of few words, and he wasn’t about to discard that moniker for Sephiroth. The so-called angel could make his grandiose speeches and taunts. What Cloud would listen to was steel against steel. He rushed forward, hilt in hand even though he didn’t remember unsheathing his own blade. It was automatic, like breathing. Still, he had to widen his focus to include the sound of those at his back. Aerith’s shouted spells, Tifa and Barret’s positioning, anyone’s cries of pain. He had to take it all in, while keeping Sephiroth at bay. Easier said than done.

The man talked a big game, and unfortunately he could back it up. His strikes were furious as ever, and there was no room for error in parrying those attacks. Yet, he would step back every so often, allowing them time to regroup. Toying with us. Potions were downed and attacks readied, but no one spoke. There was a growing feeling of futility, as if they were all just playing a rigged game. 

Cloud readied himself for another onslaught of attacks, but behind him he heard the others. Barrett growled about wastes of time, Aerith’s soft voice questioned what the purpose of this was, and Tifa’s pained tone asked why he was dragging this out. Finally, Cloud added his voice to the mix.

“What do you really want, Sephiroth? You clearly wanted us to find you.”

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The plans all seemed to be going as he had planned them, and the days were moving faster than he could have imagined them to. It was like a dream come true, and one that was long overdue. All of the world would soon come to know him as their bringer of life and death. Sephiroth couldn’t have been more thrilled at the inevitable future that he had set in place for himself.

Yet, a blunt wedge was going to be settling right in, he could tell, whenever he had his sights on that group of failures once more headed his way. They had been on his trail, though he was always a million steps ahead of them. Today, though, there was something different about all of their expressions; Determination was at their heel.

  “What is this? Come to try again? Do you not know when to quit?” He asked, specifically to their leader, the young mind that had the greatest heart. Sephiroth held Masamune out to the side, as the other approached, wondering how he planned on proceeding with his attacks. All the while, he would ignore the likes of his companions. None of them posed any sort of threat to he, and they should all very well know that by this point. “No, of course you don’t…” His smirk was seen, and he knew that he would enjoy their time together, nonetheless.

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Cloud had no response for that. His thoughts were buzzing with those behind him, and everything they had given to be here today. Things that the man before them couldn’t understand, didn’t want to. To him things like Barret’s daughter, Tifa’s bar, Aerith’s garden...they were all specks in some inevitable end to this universe that he planned to bring about. Not so long ago, Cloud had tried not to care about such things, but even when he couldn’t admit it aloud, he had failed. There was no way to surround yourself with humanity and not feel something, some fraction of their pain and joy. Unless, of course, you were a monster.

“What do you care, if we’re just going to lose?” He finally replied, regarding Sephiroth with a steely glare. His own burden was at his back, the legacy of his friend that he vowed to carry on. Everyone here had something to fight for, and sometimes that was enough. He hoped to hell it was enough today.

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Cloud’s eyes opened after a long moment of fighting with himself, and he looked up at her with a saucer-like gaze. There was a brief flash of both worry and fear, before he sat up quickly. He didn’t want to stop staring at her, even going so far as to take her hand in his, trying to see if this was real. “Tifa??!…Wh– what happened??” He was trying so hard to calm down, but his heart was beating faster than a Chocobo’s wings. “Are you alright??” It was so awful to feel so unsure of his own sanity, and the downright vulnerability was spilling out so freely. His gloved hand squeezed hers, as if that would solidify reality.

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“Cloud.” She nodded, surprised that he had reached out to her, and giving a squeeze of her own hands back. “I’m fine, I was sleeping, and...I, I heard you yelling. I woke up and thought it was a dream, but then I saw you on the floor...are you okay, Cloud?” She held his and with both of hers, eyes not leaving his face. She had never seen him so scared in her life, and that alone was terrifying. Sleepwalking? She wondered, but it wasn’t the time to play detective. “Do you feel alright, are you hurt?”

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Cloud immediately felt a dizzying sensation run through him, and his skull flared with incredible pain. He lurched forward, unable to see if the other had just killed his friend, as he was overcome with such misery. His hands fisted in his hair, legs stumbling forward as he cried out, trying to fight it off. This was all somehow way worse than it’s been in the past, and those words were ringing in his head. He was lost. “Stop—st– ah!…” His face scrunched up, words lost as another wave of that searing pain wrecked through his body.

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“Now now...” The voice warned, “Don’t get in over your head, Cloud.” The boy’s vision, however, was a blur of movement confused further by pain. “Cloud...Cloud..Cloud!” It was Tifa’s voice that was struggling to be heard over the ringing, as she knelt on the floor before him, grasping his shoulders and hoping to see his eyes open.

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Cloud felt relief temporarily wash over him, when he was released from the other’s hold, but that soon melted away once he realized they were in a different place. To his horror, it was the room of his best friend, and his heart sank. He stared with such wide eyes at her sleeping form, then up at the wild face of the other, and he took a step forward with his right hand raising up.

   “No! Sephiroth, stop!” His voice rose up in a shrill plead, and he hated it, but he couldn’t tell what was real or not, or if he’d wake his friend. “What do you want?!” He immediately ran with this question, as it had been plaguing him for some time, and tried to distract the other with more. “Leave her alone, pl– What do you want???” He cut himself off, foolishly trying to keep the other’s focus. He needed to get him away from Tifa.

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Sephiroth smiled, and there was no doubt that a mocking edge was present to it. He raised his blade, arm and head twisting towards Tifa, as though prepared to stab her straight through the heart. She lay there, sleeping soundly, all the while.

“This is your fault, Cloud. Because you’re so lost, you don’t even know what’s real.” The words rang inside the boy’s head, grinding like nails against rock, blurring his vision and sending screeching pain through his body.

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Cloud would have been perfectly fine with dealing with a crazed rat, helping Tifa out, and right back off to bed. He was well-prepared for something so normal, and boring. Yet, fate was not on his side tonight, and his entire body froze at the strong grip on his neck. It felt like the air left his lungs, the moment that contact was made, and he couldn’t stop the tremor in his left arm, that was now humming in-tune to the sound of that soft voice at his ear.

His mouth was suddenly so dry, and he swallowed hard, attempting to get some words out. All that came was a whisper, and his voice betrayed everything that he was trying to hide from the dangerous man behind him. “Sephiroth…” It was hard to focus, and that ringing was starting to rise in the back of his skull, where the other’s hand was clasped to the back of his neck. “I’m not…” Every word felt thick on his tongue. He was utterly terrified.

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“Oh, but you are.” The voice crooned, while his gloved fingers dug harder into the back of Cloud’s neck. “Helping those you could care less about. When will you drop the act? You’re so busy trying to make believe, you’re missing what’s right in front of you. What happens....when you can’t save the things that really matter?” 

He released his grip on Cloud’s neck, and his boots fell heavy with each footstep he took towards the bed. The one that Tifa (was she real, this one?) was sleeping in. Sephiroth’s sword gleamed at his side, and he stopped only to glance back at the other with a jackal’s smile. “Well, Cloud?”

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   “Yeah, don’t worry about it, Tifa.” He was glad for the distraction, even if it was probably just a rat scrambling around. Though, he would try to heed her advice and not use the sword if at all possible. Cloud went over to the closet, first, and opened the door to nothing but some clothes hanging on a rack. It was otherwise empty, and he frowned at that, before going over to the bed and peering under it. “Huh… There’s nothing here, or there.” He sat up, and glanced back at her. “You sure it wasn’t just your sink? Mine was making noise, too.”

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“It was? I mean...I guess it’s possible.” She shrugged, folding her arms. “I’ve never heard it make that sound, but...maybe I should talk to Marle in the morning about it.” Tifa took a few steps forward as Cloud stood from the bed. “Thanks for coming anyways, I feel a bit better now.” She smiled, albeit a bit awkwardly. “Just, don’t mention this to the others, huh?” With that, they exchanged their goodbyes, and then Cloud would leave. He would grasp the doorknob, turn it, and find that it was...locked. It was locked, and the lights were off, and before he cold turn around again a hand grabbed the back of Cloud’s neck, forcing his gaze forward. “How noble.” It was whispered in his ear, not Tifa’s voice. Silvery hair spilled over Cloud’s shoulder while hot breath lingered by his ear. “Yet you’re still running away. Stop pretending, Cloud.”

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   “…Uh.. w— No? That’s not stupid, at all.” He quickly went to defend whatever she was trying to say, even if he wasn’t sure on exactly what it was. “Wanted me to check it out? It could just be a rat…” He went over to his bedside, and pulled the sword from resting against the wall, hilt in hand as he moved to go towards the door. “C’mon. Let’s go see what’s keeping you up, Tifa.” Cloud was ready to do anything than just stand around and worry that his friend was being bothered by something.

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“Really?” She smiled, looking relieved as she stood from his bed. “Thanks, Cloud.” She paused, eyeing the sword. “If it’s a rat though, please don’t use that. Marle will kill me.” She snickered, following him. It was a short walk down the hall to her room, which she led him into without much ado. The light was still on, bed unmade and everything else in tact. “I feel like a kid...having you check under the bed and in the closet and all. I’ll owe you one, okay?”

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