He walked through the trees and bushes, and came upon a sight he would never be able to forget. A man with piercing green eyes, long silver hair, wearing a long, dusty trench coat was standing behind his sister. He had shoved a long, blood red sword into her back and out through her stomach.The man pulled the blade out, and he watched in horror as his sisters body went limp and landed in a heap on the ground. The sight of his sisters unconscious body wrought an anger though him that he himself had not thought possible. He grabbed his sword, and it suddenly lit on fire fueled by his uncontrollable anger,and was ready to kill the man who had hurt his sister, but when he looked back at where the man had been standing, there was no one there. He put away his sword and ran toward his sister, hoping against hope that he was not too late, but knowing in his heart that he would never again see his sister’s smiling face, begging him to take part in one of her silly games. 1
And with that last thought he awoke, screaming.2
Suddenly he felt a cool soothing hand on his forehead. He looked up and saw his lifelong friend Tifa, She was humming a lullaby under her breath.he faintly remembered his mother singing the same lullaby to him before she was....killed...shiver.he also remembered her telling him that it was also a spell that helped tame beasts, but on humans it helped induce sleep. A second later Tifa looked down and saw him staring at her,3
“Nightmare?” she asked.4
“Yeah.”5
“What was it about?”6
“My sister.”7
“Well, we knew this would come sooner or later, its been almost a week…are you okay?”8
“I don’t know.”9
“Do you want me to sit with you until you fall asleep again?”10
“Please.”11
She took a deep breath, “Don’t worry, you’ll get over these eventually. You always do.”12
He knew she was right. He would get over the nightmares, but he didn’t know whether or not he would be able to kill Setheroth, without the help of his sister. Oh, baby sister I wish you were here. Why, thought Cloud, why did you have to insist on going out on you own? Then, he heard Tifa start humming again. Just one problem at a time, he would come up with an answer soon. But now what he really needed was sleep. So, he let himself be pulled off into dreamland.13
The death of Aerith:14
“Big brother…I need to be alone for a while”, the boy standing next to her walked over to a nearby tree, mumbled something incomprehensible, and started climbing. 15
She sighed. Why do you have to be so overprotective, Cloud? The girl contemplated the question for a minute or two and came up with one answer: brotherly love. She really couldn’t blame him, he did love her. He would do almost anything to protect her. 16
Cloud:17
Stupid girl, thought Cloud, she needed him there to protect her. He knew he needed her help to defeat Setheroth. He didn’t think he could do it without his sister by his side. Why did she have to be so reckless? He should go check on her, no; she said she wanted to be alone.18
He heard a branch crack underfoot and turned around just in time to see a wisp of silver hair vanish behind a nearby tree in the same direction his sister had gone.19
I don’t care if she said she wanted to be alone. I’d rather have an upset sister than a dead one, and ran off to find Aerith.20
Aerith:21
“My name is Aerith and I come to you to ask for help,” the girl said aloud to no one in particular. She kneeled at the edge of the stream and continued to pray silently to God to help her through her predicament. She knelt there for what seemed like an eternity and then stood to ask for what she had come for. She had come here, to the place where her mother and father had been given to the sea, to ask for their courage, guidance and the will to help her brother until the very end, the will to never give up, and the will to strengthen her white magic to its peak, so her brother would not die in battle. Until they finally defeated setheroth for good they were always in danger, and they could not take any chances. But her prayer was never heard by anyone but herself. Just as she was about to say the words out loud she heard what sounded like a coat rustling in the wind. She turned, but it was already too late. Seconds before she died she saw a tall man with silver hair, and eyes as green as the leaves in a tropical forest. Setheroth. She also heard laughter, maniacal laughter that was so full of hatred it chilled her bones. Then, suddenly he thrust his arm backwards and everything went dark.22
Not a sound was heard as the sword pierced her body. But, as her head flipped back from the impact a single pearl, that was previously owned by her mother, broke loose of her hair tie and fell to the ground with a deafening klink and then slowly rolled down the stairs. And only a dull splash was heard as it hit the water at the end of the stairs and sunk into the depth of the cold stream. Then, the laughter began.23
She came to a couple minutes later, but something felt wrong…then she looked down and thought, why can I see my body!? And why am I floating up into the air? Everything began to get blurry; she fought to keep her body in focus. Why did she feel so weak, like all her strength was slowly being drained from her? It was becoming very hard for her to focus on what was going on around her. Someone ran over and leaned over her body, she recognized him instantly as Cloud, her only brother. He began to shake her lifeless body, and then he rolled back on his knees and began to cry. At first she thought he was cold or maybe afraid, she looked around to see what was making him shake, but found nothing. Then, she noticed his tear stained face. She called out to him,24
“Big brother, don’t cry, I’m fine… I’m right here in front of you, can’t you see me?”25
But he couldn’t see her. She started to cry, all she wanted was to stay with her brother, he was all she’d ever had. But it was getting harder and harder to stay beside him.26
“I’m sorry, big brother, I just wasn’t strong enough.”27
And with that she floated away to wherever she was being pulled to.28
Cloud:29
Cloud sat there for what seemed like hours, just cradling his sister’s dead body. And as he sat there and thought to himself he began to cry, then he felt someone standing next to him. He heard a soft whisper.30
“I’m sorry, big brother, I just wasn’t strong enough.”31
Cloud called out to his sister to come back, he told her that he needed her, but she was already gone. He crumpled on top of his sister’s vacant body and let the tears engulf him, yet again. Once he finally gained control over his emotions again, he began to prepare his sisters body to be sent out to sea.32
“Goodbye Aerith, you have no idea how much I’ll miss you.” Cloud said at the end of his farewell speech to his beloved sister. He gently pushed her into the fast moving current. She quietly slipped into the stream, her merry laugh and tender smile never to be experienced by anyone ever again. And as he watched her face slip under the water he began to cry again.33
Author notes
i didn't copy this from final fantasy, i did a variation of a scene from final fantasy, my story takes place in a forest and dosen't have almost anything to do with the story of final fantasy 7. pretty much all i used was the names and the fact that setheroth was bad and aerith, cloud and tifa were good.
~Vicky~.
P.S. i started writing this story in my 9th grade L.A. class. it started as a short 2 paragraph descriptive of a scene in final fantasy 7, when aerith dies, and one day i was bored and serching through my backpack and i found it again and desided to make it into a short story with my own little twist to it. hope you like it.
Vicky
btw 409inurcoffeemaker even in death life will go on.
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An interesting scene. I have no idea what all goes on with FF7 or the characters, but I suppose it doesn't really matter seeing as how you changed their relationships and all that. *Nods* I liked the fact that you convey so much emotion through this scene. I didn't like that you kept flipping personas without a connector, though. Instead of throwing "Cloud" or "Aerith" out every time you want to switch perspective, you might try stringing the story together instead of splitting it up. Just a thought. Overall, this was pretty interesting and well written. Kudos and keep penning!
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like i said, pretty much all i used in this was their names and the fact that setheroth was bad and cloud, aerith, and tifa were good. the only other thing i used was the fact that setheroth stabbed aerith in the back and she died, other than that i just made it all up. but i'm glad that you liked it. thanks.
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Aerith is not Cloud's sister, but anyways good job. I like FF7. Thanks for entering and goodluck.
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thanx.
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CONGRATULATIONS ON THE BRONZE. This was a wonderful story. Take care, Sandy
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i forgot to change it to a story, it's not a poem, its a story.thanks for telling me about that i changed it.
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i don't really understand what your saying, i know you mean i should elaborate more, but i just don't really understand how i should elaborate. could you give me an example of how to make her 'perseption resonate in her humanity'.
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Sorry, I forgot to mention that maybe you should darken the color of the font because it is kinda hard to read.
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Well I also didn't read it all the way through, but the beginning sounded like a good story if you're into this kind of story. But I agree with Rushdelivery in that this is not a poem, it is a story. Good effort anyways.
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i didn't copy this from final fantasy, i did a variation of a scene from final fantasy, my story takes place in a forest and dosen't have almost anything to do with the story of final fantasy 7. pretty much all i used was the names.
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Well...I think that perhaps using more descriptive language would be useful for instance when Aerith is leaving her body you could describe her feelings and sight...are they the same as though she were alive...what does she perceive and how does her perception resonate in her humanity? Keep Writing! You have the imagination...just elaborate.
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pretty sweet that you took a story from FInal Fantasy seven...but maybe next time you sohuld make up your own material...and not copy off of something else...anyways..this isn't even a poem..and since I already played this game all the way through..I didn't want to read this all the way through..let me know when you write a good POEM....
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