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Prompt: Final Fantasy VII, Angeal/Cloud Lifestream, "Not who I was expecting..."
Warnings: character death followed by fluff, a K+ rating at best.
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Cloud couldn’t say he’d lived a good life. A full life yes, but good was debatable. He’d seen things no one should, endured events that still haunted him, even on his deathbed. Yet he couldn’t quite bring himself to regret it either. No one could say he wasn’t a hero after all, that he hadn’t helped to improve the world drastically. Tifa may bitch about how they hadn’t ever gotten together and started a real family of their own, but Cloud definitely couldn’t regret that, he’d never really been drawn to her for the same reasons she was to him. He did regret that he wasn’t able to do more in his lifetime, that the thing that had made him a hero was also killing him. The mako in his veins had given him the strength needed to save the planet on several occasions, but he was never a successful experiment and now he was paying the consequences.
His friends were all there for him as he lay in the hospital bed, his breathing labored and eyes dulled despite their ever present glow. His skin had taken on a sickly pallor months before and seemed to cling to his bones, the hard worked for muscles having slowly wasted away. He could hear his companions speaking quietly, wishing things were different, yet he couldn’t seem to care. He had known this was coming for a long time, it had been nearly five years since Vincent had found the documents of the experiments performed on him, he’d made his peace with the inevitable.
Cloud’s body shuddered as a series of spasms ran though him, his weak lungs hacking uselessly before he lay still once again. Dimly he was aware of Tifa leaning over him and concerned voices asking how he was, yet he could not muster the strength to respond. This was it; there was no doubt in his mind that he was at his end. Somehow that thought was more consoling than anything that any of his friends had said to him. He could finally stop fighting, finally rest. Slowly the mako glow dimmed within the dulled sapphire eyes, a deathly silence seeming to fill the small hospital room as Cloud took one last rattling breath before falling still.
All Cloud was aware of was white and green. The two colors seemed to swirl together and carress his body that for the first time in years held no pain. He could feel that he was falling, yet it didn’t concern him as it should have. Everything about his current situation seemed so peaceful, so right, that Cloud found it impossible to reject or fight. Falling through the blinding light, Cloud felt himself slowing down, his body slowly tilting until he was standing, finally coming to a halt. The swirling white and green seemed to clear like a fog being swept away, revealing a tall brunet with broad shoulders, their back turned to the blond.
“No,” Cloud whispered, “It…it’s you…”
“You seem surprised,” the man murmured as he turned around, blue eyes softening as he took in the stunned blond before him, “I waited for you.”
“I didn’t think you would,” Cloud’s voice trembled slightly, “I didn’t expect you to keep caring after all this time.”
“Oh babydoll,” the brunet murmured, “I’d never stop caring about you even if I had to wait a hundred years for you.”
Cloud stumbled forward, his arms going around the tall man as he buried his face in the muscular chest. “Oh Angeal,” his voice was choked as he gripped the older male tightly.
“It’s alright babydoll,” the fallen SOLDIER said softly, his hands moving to encircle the blond, “I’ve got you now.”
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I actually really like my intro to this prompt. You always see the Cloud is invincible and now he’ll live forever because of the experiments plot line, but you never see the Cloud is a FAILED experiment versions. A failed experiment, no matter how strong it may be at first, ultimately falls apart. I like that take on it, I like the doomed no matter what scenario. I’m cruel, it amuses me. For a full list of all the prompts I intend to do for this story please view the link on my profile and if you have a prompt that you would like to see please add it to your comment in the format seen above.
Prompt: Final Fantasy VII, Angeal/Cloud Lifestream, "Not who I was expecting..."
Warnings: character death followed by fluff, a K+ rating at best.
XxXxXxXxXxXx
Cloud couldn’t say he’d lived a good life. A full life yes, but good was debatable. He’d seen things no one should, endured events that still haunted him, even on his deathbed. Yet he couldn’t quite bring himself to regret it either. No one could say he wasn’t a hero after all, that he hadn’t helped to improve the world drastically. Tifa may bitch about how they hadn’t ever gotten together and started a real family of their own, but Cloud definitely couldn’t regret that, he’d never really been drawn to her for the same reasons she was to him. He did regret that he wasn’t able to do more in his lifetime, that the thing that had made him a hero was also killing him. The mako in his veins had given him the strength needed to save the planet on several occasions, but he was never a successful experiment and now he was paying the consequences.
His friends were all there for him as he lay in the hospital bed, his breathing labored and eyes dulled despite their ever present glow. His skin had taken on a sickly pallor months before and seemed to cling to his bones, the hard worked for muscles having slowly wasted away. He could hear his companions speaking quietly, wishing things were different, yet he couldn’t seem to care. He had known this was coming for a long time, it had been nearly five years since Vincent had found the documents of the experiments performed on him, he’d made his peace with the inevitable.
Cloud’s body shuddered as a series of spasms ran though him, his weak lungs hacking uselessly before he lay still once again. Dimly he was aware of Tifa leaning over him and concerned voices asking how he was, yet he could not muster the strength to respond. This was it; there was no doubt in his mind that he was at his end. Somehow that thought was more consoling than anything that any of his friends had said to him. He could finally stop fighting, finally rest. Slowly the mako glow dimmed within the dulled sapphire eyes, a deathly silence seeming to fill the small hospital room as Cloud took one last rattling breath before falling still.
All Cloud was aware of was white and green. The two colors seemed to swirl together and carress his body that for the first time in years held no pain. He could feel that he was falling, yet it didn’t concern him as it should have. Everything about his current situation seemed so peaceful, so right, that Cloud found it impossible to reject or fight. Falling through the blinding light, Cloud felt himself slowing down, his body slowly tilting until he was standing, finally coming to a halt. The swirling white and green seemed to clear like a fog being swept away, revealing a tall brunet with broad shoulders, their back turned to the blond.
“No,” Cloud whispered, “It…it’s you…”
“You seem surprised,” the man murmured as he turned around, blue eyes softening as he took in the stunned blond before him, “I waited for you.”
“I didn’t think you would,” Cloud’s voice trembled slightly, “I didn’t expect you to keep caring after all this time.”
“Oh babydoll,” the brunet murmured, “I’d never stop caring about you even if I had to wait a hundred years for you.”
Cloud stumbled forward, his arms going around the tall man as he buried his face in the muscular chest. “Oh Angeal,” his voice was choked as he gripped the older male tightly.
“It’s alright babydoll,” the fallen SOLDIER said softly, his hands moving to encircle the blond, “I’ve got you now.”
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I actually really like my intro to this prompt. You always see the Cloud is invincible and now he’ll live forever because of the experiments plot line, but you never see the Cloud is a FAILED experiment versions. A failed experiment, no matter how strong it may be at first, ultimately falls apart. I like that take on it, I like the doomed no matter what scenario. I’m cruel, it amuses me. For a full list of all the prompts I intend to do for this story please view the link on my profile and if you have a prompt that you would like to see please add it to your comment in the format seen above.