Hey, what up people? This is my fan fic. I’m new to this so any 
complements or criticisms send them to: 
Kerrick_thedarkangel@angelfire.com                                 
The Last Ancient 

Tifa Lockheart lay on her bed in her house in Nibelheim thinking, I wish 
he’d get over her. It’s been over a month now and he’s miserable. 
She was referring to her childhood friend Cloud Strife. He was pining for 
the loss of his first love Aeris Gainsborough who was killed by Sephiroth 
about a month and a half ago. I guess he never will get over her, I 
suppose its time for me to forget about him and move on. Man that’s 
gonna be hard. 
Tifa always had feelings for Cloud but she never admitted it, then Aeris 
came along and Cloud fell for her. Tifa now wanted to find someone for 
herself, but there were no young guy’s in Nibelheim, in fact there weren’t 
that many people in Nibelheim. The only people living in Nibelheim now 
were Vincent, Barrett, Marline, Cloud and herself. Vincent was living in 
the Shinra Mansion, Barrett and Marline re-opened the local inn. I 
wonder if there is someone out there for me? She said aloud.

Meanwhile up at the Northern Crater, a strange glow was coming from 
deep in the earth. As the glow grew brighter the ground began to split, the 
crack grew larger then stopped expanding. A hand emerged from the 
ground it had two rings on it, one was of a large cross and the other of an 
eagle skull, they were both made of silver, a metal which had not been 
seen for almost a hundred years. Another hand emerged from the ground 
and together pulled the rest of the body out of the crack. He was about 
5’9 in height, had long dark brown hair to his shoulders and his eyes were 
no set colour, they changed with his mood, at the moment they were an 
emerald green. He carried two huge swords both beautifully carved from 
mythril, an eagle was carved on each handle. He stood in the Northern 
Crater and looked at the mountains that surrounded him, I’m back. He 
said to himself. 
He made his way out of the Northern Crater not seaming to care that he 
had to walk through a very cold and dangerous mountain range. He 
walked through the mountain caves killing anything in his path, the 
monsters couldn’t touch him, he was a very good fighter. He walked 
through the snow not seeming to notice the cold, he just kept walking and 
killing monsters left and right. When he reached the city of the Ancients 
he stopped and looked around. His gaze fell on one of the shell houses, 
the same house Cloud, Tifa and Barrett had spent the night in just over a 
month ago. He walked towards it and entered. He walked to the nearest 
bed, his bed. He lay on it and noticed that some one else had used this 
bed, none of his family, a stranger, a female stranger. He lay there a little 
longer, enjoying the sweet smell of the perfume on his bed, he longed to 
find this stranger, just from her scent he could tell what kind of person 
she was, he was no ordinary human, he was the last ancient.

Well that’s part one people part two will be along soon. 
Metallica Rule!!!!!!!!!!!
The Dark Angel