Zanarkand Blitzball Stadium

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Sephiroth smiled as he landed atop the stadium out of view. "Interesting, their use of technology is used for vast entertainment AND weaponry. Hmmm..." He watched the sphere fill with water.

Running along, he and Tifa approached the Stadium. Slowing down, he began to walk as he looked around, staring slightly in awe of the new place. Stopping in his place, he stood and waited for Tifa to catch up with him. "Woah..." his voice was all but a mumble of words that some how found there way out of his mouth. As he waited, a small amount of movement appeared out of the corner of his right eye, turning quickly, he saw a figure walk out of his sight with long silver hair. Long... Silver.. Hair... A rush of energy rushed through him as he found himself running towards the figure.

Sephiroth disappeared and called Cloud's phone. The Crowd began to cheer but somehow Cloud's phone was louder than the hundred thousands of people screaming at the top of their lungs. He knew that Cloud would pick up his phone.

As he ran, his phone began to go off. Still running, he reached around into his pocket and grabbed ahold of it, flipping it open without even looking at the Caller I.D. He knew who it was already. "Where are you?!" he practicly yelled into the phone, in attempt to speak over the loud crowd around him.

"Good to see you too Cloud." A familiar voice spoke. "Too bad you really cant say the same for me. I can see you perfectly from where im standing. Ah the moon looks wonderful tonight doesnt it?" Sephiroth chuckled.

Cloud quickly stopped in his tracks and looked around the crowd before realizing the only way he could be seen is from above. Moving his gaze up towards the sky, he looked around as he spoke into his phone. "Where?" he muttered, not realizing he spoke into the phone. It was supposed to remain in his head, but slipped past. Moments after upon saying it, he noticed him standing on a small balcony like platform the looked over onto the crowd. It was high up, which slightly agrivated him. Without hesitation, Cloud almost tossed his phone onto the ground, but didnt and simply placed it into his pocket before trying quickly to find a way up to him.

He smirked. He jumped and flew out of the stadium. "Come on Cloud, lets have some fun."He was leading Cloud into the plaza of buildings near the gift shop.

Gritting his teeth, he darted around people heading for the exit.

"Cloud?!"
Tifa looked around, but there were too many people to be able to spot the spiky-haired young man.
Darn him... She began- quite effectively- pushing people out of her way to move in the direction that she thought he may have gone in.

Sephiroth raised his hand and for a moment a clock appeared. The clock vanished and everyone, except for sephiroth and Tifa were frozen in time. Sephiroth walked over to her. "It's been a very long while Lockhart."

Tifa pulled on her black combat gloves. "Yeah. I've missed punching your face in." She rushed at him, one fist flying toward his face, the other ready to strike his body if/when he blocked.

He seemed to vanish. "Hahahahah. So its a fight you want huh?" He raised his arms in the air. He jumped up and drilled downward with his sword.

Tifa leapt clear of the attack. However, she did get a few small cuts from the flying debris created by the force of his strike hitting the ground. She looked around. All the people are Stopped?! She got in a defensive stance to dodge his next attack.

Sephiroth Ran at her and vanished. He appeared behind her and slashed foward, dashing. He dashed back, and then forward again. One last time.

Tifa expected more from Sephiroth than a frontal assault, so when he vanished she quickly ducked out of the way. However, that left her vulnerable to his next attack, and she got cut across the back. Fortunately she had armor on, but it still hurt. "GAH!" She tried to sweep him, knowing it would probably do no good.

He jumped up twenty feet. A blue aura surrounded him "EMPEROR FORM!"

"Like I care!" Tifa shouted. She leapt at him, fist ready to pound his face in.

He rushed at her and spun around. "OCTASLASH!" Eight versions of his sword appeared and flew at Tifa, tracking her like a missle.

Dodge roll, dodge roll, dodge roll... Tifa chanted in her mind, avoiding each of the swords as she moved quickly. She ducked behind other objects to trap the swords.

"Too bad you were destracted Lockhart." He was in the air and had charged an attack. He landed and raised his arms in the air. Fire engulfed around him and drew Tifa in.

"GAH!" Tifa yelped, doing her best to avoid the flames. She could keep out of them, but only just barely. Finally she stopped fighting and jumped into it, hoping to land a good kick to Sephiroth's face.

He smiled and grabbed her leg. He threw her in the air and dashed up punching her in the back. "HEARTLESS ANGEL!"

"CRAP!" Tifa couldn't help but curse. She knew there was no surviving this. She focused on trying to keep the pain at bay, and already her consciousness was fading. "Cloud..." Everything turned black.

Sephiroth smirked. She would live. He unfroze time. "Come on Cloud."