Strong Enough For Us

Ok everyone I am back with another chapter. Yay me. So far no road blocks but lets keep our fingers crossed, and if you can do it, our toes too. LOL. Sorry I had sugar. Bad Celtic. So once again, I do not own these characters. I just like to play with them. Now, on with the fic.


Chapter 3: Shock

Clouds POV

I had been working hard for the past few weeks, not just with my deliveries but with trying to avoid Tifa. I was not trying to be cruel, I just don’t want her questions, or her anger at me leaving. So I stop by when I know she is either busy or out. It’s a Saturday night so I can visit the munchkins without seeing Tifa. I pull in front of the bar and notice that there was no one here. Which is odd for this time of day, it should be packed. I walk inside and see it empty. There is no Tifa, no customers, no kids, nothing. I start calling for the kids, even Tifa, hoping that someone would answer me. Nothing, so I walk behind the bar hoping to find a note, just in case, but all I see are glasses and…blood. A lot of it. “Oh God, what happened?” I ask aloud, knowing that I wouldn’t get an answer. Then I hear it, someone is behind me, chuckling. I turn around and see, Yazoo, but it isn’t Yazoo. Not really, its his body but the body language and laugh are off. Then he looks up and I know who it is. “Sephiroth, you bastard, how many times do I have to kill you?” I ask. I reach for my sword and as I am about to attack he speaks.
“Poor poor Cloud. He missed all of the excitement. And now he is too late to save her.”
“What are you talking about?” I ask.
He grins at me. “And do you know what is so sad? He won’t even get the chance to be the father he was about to become. So sad, I heard she died whispering your name. Tsk tsk tsk. Oops time to fly.” He vanishes as I stand there in shock. Surrounded by what I now know to be Tifa’s blood. I look up at the sound of the door opening and see Barrett walk in, followed by two very tired children. I start to walk over and say something when Barrett sees me. The look on his face changes and he rushes me, slamming me into the wall.
“Where in the hell have you been? We have been trying to reach you for the last 24 hours. Do you even comprehend what has happened? What fear we have gone through?” He screamed as I tried to answer him. When he finally loosened his hold I ask,” Is she really…..dead?”

Okay I wanted to cry at that last part. So the next chapter should be up soon. Please read and review.