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Cloud squinted his eyes as the beast neared, only to see a blur, a shine of armor pierce his gaze from the side, causing him to widen his eyes in surprise. She was fast. After she impacted the beast and wrenched it back, almost in that exact instant, he was surrounded by white, a field of flowers at his feet as an all too familiar voice cried out from the distance.
"Now!"
He listened as his own voice, the voice of the Cloud within that remembered, reached out to him, causing him to grip his sword and, with strength again unknown to him, but all too familiar, he would stand, hearing Lightning call out, "Cloud! Finish it! NOW!"
The Imaginary SOLDIER needed nothing more to spur him into a leap, his eyes glowing with the Mako Energy that was running through his blood, siphoning into his blade, an ethereal green glow surrounding him. "It's over for you!" he would shout as he would lunge forward, stabbing into the beast once, then arcing back and up, slicing through the Antlion, rending it almost completely in half as he would slam into the sloped ground below, entrails flying everywhere as he would look up, spinning the sword once and sheathing it on he back.
Somehow, this felt... good. Slaying a large beast felt familiar to his hands, almost as if it was something he had done repeatedly before. Maybe he was a hunter? Doubtful, his weapon(s) weren't efficient hunting tools, and it seemed as though if he were a hunter, he'd be tracking and fighting much more dangerous game than this Antlion. He felt the weight behind him now as more of an extension of him, a familiar weight that no longer hindered him, but reminded him of something. It reminded him of an oath, a promise, though, the words left him like every other fleeting emotion he had felt. The beast had fallen, and they both survived. Cloud decided that this fact was all he needed at the moment.
"You okay, over there?" he would call over to her, walking around the husk of the creature's exoskeleton as he would look up to the walls of the sinkhole.
All I see in my mind is not what I've left behind But all the things I've been missing in that lost Eon;
Trapped and isolated. Time is dislocated. Eternity is what a moment seems When I am lost inside this dream.
When I can't speak.
and I can't scream.
And I can't feel
anything.
❞
Lightning could feel the rip and tug beneath her, the weight of the beast becoming less and less until eventually halving at the crest of her blade and making her pull from it and stumble down its severed spine before it fell belly-down back onto the ground in two pieces. She stood fully, rebalancing herself, and flicked her blade with a wide, angled slash to clean it of any blood. She didn't set it, however.. but rather kept it in-hand and watched him with a studying gaze as he seemed to stand in waiting for a moment. Utter silence - nothing but the sound of the dust settling and their beating hearts. It was strange, though.. the more she tried to focus on the sound of her own, the less she could hear it.
Finally, when he seemed to recover and snap out of whatever phase he'd been in, she answered him with a single dip of her chin which wasn't quite a nod. She was still hung up wondering why he'd been so apparently shaken (at least what she'd call it) after the kill. Had he never experienced such heavy death before? Such a large-scale battle or immediate danger? And then it occurred to her.. by asking these rhetorical, mental questions.. that she must've done all those things to be standing here wondering them of this new companion.
That brought her to the next issue at hand now that the little interruption had been taken care of. "Neither of us know where we are.." she spoke mostly to herself, lifting the large, crimson blade slowly to latch onto her back as her eyes drifted around the blank, dark area of the mountian range surrounding them. This wasn't sitting well with her. At all. The need to be in control, to know everything, to find answers.. it was eating away at her. She hopped from the antlion's sliced back into the air onto the tip of its husk where she bent her legs lower, a higher jump carrying her up to the rim of the crater. "And I don't know about you, but I don't exactly feel okay with that." she kept her back to him, already on her way. He could follow and join her if he wanted.. or he could stay there.
It was obvious she wasn't going to find any answers with him - so it was best to move on and look elsewhere. Anywhere. It only took a few glances around until she noticed something within the air far off. Lightning thinned her eyes to rule out the main values and contrasts - finally spotting a darker difference in the lighter patches of the dusk sky. Smoke. That meant people. She took a cleansing breath through her nose and continued onward.
Cloud had sheathed his weapon, taking in her words as his worries surged through his mind and peaked again at the mention of the fact that they didn't know where they were. He watched as she leapt to the edge of the hole and followed suit, landing next to her as he looked off in the distance to the evidence of settlement. Industry, smoke, buildings. It was now clear that they weren't the only two beings here, and the natural tug behind his navel seemed to simultaneously tug on the adventurous side of his mind. Nearly everything told him to remain cautious, while the back of his mind seemed to shrug it off.
"Let's check it out." he would say, glancing at her as he would start along with her, walking side by side with the lady knight as they would clear the crags and spires of the mountain range, slowly advancing towards the smoke in the distance. Walking didn't seem like it would be that big of a deal, if his mind wouldn't have kept wandering back to his motorcycle that was now scattered in the part of the mountainside. He made mental notes to return after learning more of the place and collecting some of the parts. He figured that he might know how to fix it, though, the term rebuilding came to his mind soon after, followed by an internal sigh.
It would be at this next moment that they would come across ruins of some sort of town. It looked as though most of the buildings were burned down or otherwise crushed under something heavy. A chill ran up his spine as he surveyed the dilapidated buildings, continuing his path through them until a small, weak groan would seem to rise out of a nearby pile of boxes. Cloud looked and saw a pair of legs laying law on the ground, and decided to investigate further, finding an old, seemingly homeless man leaning against the wall, his breathing labored, his eyes listless. Cloud, in slight shock, stood there for a moment before looking towards Lightning, the man's weak voice reaching him.
All I see in my mind is not what I've left behind But all the things I've been missing in that lost Eon;
Trapped and isolated. Time is dislocated. Eternity is what a moment seems When I am lost inside this dream.
When I can't speak.
and I can't scream.
And I can't feel
anything.
❞
She syncronized the steady march of her feet, boots crunching above the dirt, with the beating of her slow heart. Clockwork, a music of muscles and instinct. Somehow.. walking in silence with no thought, no goal, no hard intent or purpose but the notion to move in a certain direction felt right. The sword in her hand had felt comfortable.. the shield too. The way she moved to fight, the thought patterns in her mind. All was well with them. But this walking without words.. nothing but peace.. this felt like home. This felt like her. It wasn't even relief that washed over her, but something without any negative or positive tag to describe it with. Simply in-place with who she was - as if filling a void.
It wasn't until the heel of one of her boots cracked a wooden plank that she realized she'd been in a complete and empty daze since the time they'd left the crater. She stopped, looked down at it with a bland expression, and then slowly came-to. Her eyebrows rose slightly and she lifted her head - the tension of her posture faultering at the site only enough to have her shoulders drop and face relax. More in awe and surprise than anything. She took a few steps forward, looking from destroyed building to destroyed building. No life. No fire.. It could've been one of those creatures they'd just fought. Hell, maybe even the same one.
"Cloud-," she spoke, turning around only to see that he'd gone another way quite a bit from her and was simply staring down. Staring down and doing what?.. Lightning's face became confused as she walked his way. Immediately, she looked down to what he was so frozen about.
'Please...please...'
If there was any shock at the sight of him, it was gone within a second before her mind analyzed what it could. The small line of red at the edge of his lip meant internal bleeding. His legs were twisted off too far to be simply resting.. which meant they were useless. He was gone. Without another thought, Lightning reached over the back of her shoulder to remove her blade and raise it to the air ready to strike him down. "Don't look," she nodded down to the man's watering eyes that looked back up at her. He whimpered quietly for a moment and did as she said.. closing his eyes in wait for her.
The man was obviously at Death's door, and Cloud's overpowering desire to help- though, how could he?- was only overpowered by the sudden movement beside him as she reached for her blade, merely renewing the shock that was wearing off. He would make a movement to place a hand on her shoulder, gazing at her with silent confusion, his mouth trying to form the right words. Finally, he would speak.
"He... isn't there another way...?" his blatant inexperience as a warrior had shown, in reality only having truly been a SOLDIER through the experiences of another. Despite everything he had been through (That he still couldn't remember), he was still lost to situations like this. And not remembering only strengthened the sickening feeling in his stomach, seeing this man sitting against this wall, dying, asking for Death. He would sigh, lower his hand, and look down at the man before looking towards Lightning, turning completely away. He couldn't watch. Wouldn't. A sick feeling rose from the pit of his stomach, the familiar sensation of being unable to see it. Was it weakness? Was it the fact that he literally couldn't place where he was from and why he was here. The worry and, inevitably, despair began to rise in his heart as he stared at the other side of the alleyway. Cloud. His name is Cloud Strife.
That was it.
He would close his eyes, trying to remember, trying to picture something other than the warped, fuzzy images that accompanied the voices that echoed in his mind. The emotions that accompanied those voices were nothing more than sorrow or anger. In a way, he had felt as vulnerable as this man, and he realized that, though he couldn't remember anything, everything was suddenly different.
All I see in my mind is not what I've left behind But all the things I've been missing in that lost Eon;
Trapped and isolated. Time is dislocated. Eternity is what a moment seems When I am lost inside this dream.
When I can't speak.
and I can't scream.
And I can't feel
anything.
❞
When she felt the hand on her shoulder, she held her breath and looked over at him, at first, with surprise. Then, after a second or so her eyebrows lowered. There were so many mistakes he was making right now it was almost hard to believe that he was actually doing this - right here and now in front of this man on the ground. Of course, as he spoke up, the man opened his eyes with uncertain breaths and looked up at the two. The thoughts that were probably racing through his head.. she could practically feel the unease pouring out of him. All that confusion.
When Cloud pulled away and moved from her, she re-readied her arm and looked the man in the eyes. Upon realizing her silent answer to her partner, the man shut his eyes again. But this time.. his face was full of fear. Not comfort. In one, quick swipe, she ended his misery. A glow came from his chest and her eyes studied it mysteriously - paying no mind to the man she'd just killed. It was almost as if it didn't matter.. but this little orb did. In silence, it hovered her way until disappearing with a slight glow to the crest between her collarbones.
Lightning looked down at it with a strange sense of comfort but shook her head to focus on the task at hand. All in due time - she'd figure it out later. Right now, what was important was-- "You a soldier or not?" she asked bluntly, looking down at the bleeding body for only a second more. She flicked her blade to clear it of the liquid crimson and reset it along her back to turn his way and walk past him - their shoulders brushing against one another. She only made it a few steps before having to stop and speak up about his mistake. "He could've died in peace. But instead, you gave him false hope," she looked over her shoulder - one eye locking dead on to his. "The last thing he thought of was your fairytale of a 'better way'. Death happens. Grow up and get tough, or it'll come for you sooner than later." With that said, she continued on her way.
374w ● @cloud ● notes: Dont get in my way again.. kid.
Cloud looked back towards the now dead man with a kind of regret in his heart, knowing that there was nothing he could do. He understood his folly, but understood more his desire to help people, his desire to be strong for others. A pain, both alien, but all too familiar to his heart crept up his body to his head, his eyebrows furrowing as Lightning chastised him for his actions. He knew what she spoke of, and though neither of them remembered a damn thing, the only similarity between them, the only thing that linked these two was that they were warriors. Warriors with strength of body and mind, which he seemed to lack the latter.
Her words hit him hard, but in a way that gave him strength. He felt a sudden pride in himself as the word SOLDIER seemed to echo over and over, his eyes shutting as words overpowered thought, and he opened his eyes, suddenly in another place. A cliff? He looked around, dense fog and rain blanketing the air around him as he looked towards the edge of the cliff, noticing red running down the rocks towards him. A hazy form was at the cliff as the word SOLDIER echoed in his mind again, a green light seeming to shine off of the form, yes a man, laying on the cliff. The red was blood, and the form became more and more visible, causing Cloud's heart to jump with wonder. What had happened to him? Who was he? And why was he hearing these voices now...? One voice cheerful and happy. The other soft and kind. The last one he heard was cool and frightening, almost like the feeling of a sleek, silver blade slowly piercing his heart.
Next thing he knew, he opened his eyes and looked to Lightning, the cliff gone, along with the damaged form and the blood running past his boots. Soldier. SOLDIER. That's what he was, or... rather, what he wanted to be. He looked down towards the man, kneeling and grabbing a dirty blanket, putting it over the body before standing, and turning around. "I am Cloud Strife. SOLDIER First Class." he muttered under his breath, a bitter taste lining his tongue as he did. That was the first step. Now, to find out who and what he is. He turned to follow Lightning, dark clouds coming from the north as thunder rumbled behind them. The beginning of a storm. Though, even Cloud did not know how terrible the storm that awaited them would truly be.
