At last, my mind exploded with ideas, and now we have The Cry of the Planet. Sorry to everyone who has waited for this story (including my own boyfriend! ) But here it is, at last!

Disclaimer: I own nothing, period!

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"Gaia!" "Why are you doing this to her, to me?!"

Cannot...

Last child of the Cetra...

Cannot...

So sorry...

The Cry of the dead...

Cannot...

Hope...

I'm so sorry

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The rain pelted Cloud's head as he walked through Midgar. He needed to get away from the noise that was Edge, he needed to sort out his head.

Praying with all her heart,

With her will, she shall not fall apart.

Smiling until the very end,

With her fall, to Heaven she shall ascend.

Clutching his head, Cloud winced as the voice of the Planet blasted through his mind, actually causing him pain. "Enough, please." he whispered to it, and the Planet's voice slowly silenced, and he was able to stagger slowly to his destination, if anywhere to sort out his thoughts, where better then the Church?

Cloud hardly took notice of the ruins around him, standing testament to the destructive power of Meteor. He was going to collapse, the pain in his head was to much. He fell to the ground, breathing heavily. Holding his head in his hands once more, he willed the pain to go away, to leave him forever more. And then, he heard a whisper beckoning him.

Cloud Strife, come...

The Church...

My Savior...

Come...

Cloud felt like he was being pulled by an invisible force, and he was suddenly aware that the immense pain had left him. He felt lighter. "No more dilly-dallying." He spoke, and he brought himself off the ground, walking towards the large door he could see in the distance.

When he pushed open the wooden, slightly rotten door, the sight he saw was unimaginable. Every thing was clean, spotless. The benches were in their rightful places, the windows glimmering in the sunlight, and the hole in the roof was fixed. Turning his head around, he saw the doors were no longer hanging off their hinges, but stood proud, looking like it was only just made, the rot was not there.

He looked at the alter on the other side of the Church. There, sat a woman Cloud had never met before. She seemed to be radiating with white light, her grey hair flowing down her back, onto the floor. Her eyes seemed to be made of Peridot, and her beauty was breath taking. Cloud stood still, while the woman lifted herself from the alter.

"Cloud Strife, you have come. I have been wanting to speak with my savior for a while now." She smiled when Cloud said nothing, looking speechless. "Yes, maybe it would to do to introduce myself first. My name is Gaia." She bowed slightly, as Cloud took a sharp intake of breath.

"Your...the Planet?!" Cloud was shocked beyond words. The planet, standing in front of him, right now? Gaia smiled again, lifting her golden dress from the floor, as she walked around the flowers in the soil, towards Cloud.

"In a way, yes. I am not the actual body of the Planet, but the Planet's soul. You may well ask what happened to the Church, and yes, I can read minds." Cloud's mouth fell open, he was thinking about how to ask about the Church. "This is the Church, from over 2000 years ago. It stood the test of time, protected by one of the most strongest powers of the Planet. The White Materia once resided here. But with the death of the last of the Cetra, the powers failed, and the Holy Sanctum was destroyed, slightly."

"The hole in the roof, fate demanded the meeting of the SOLDIER and Aerith, as did it also determined your meeting as well, through the same hole. But the rest of the damage, time is catching up. The doors rot and the benches break. Soon, the Church will be completely destroyed. And then, the Cetra legacy will truly be over."

She brought her eyes off from the flowers she was watching while she spoke, and looked at Cloud, sadness evident on her face.

"Gaia...why couldn't you stop it, why couldn't you save her?" asked Cloud slowly, searching Gaia's eyes from some kind of emotion, and all he saw was sadness.

"I...cannot interfere with humans, the Cetra, yes, but not a human." Cloud opened his mouth to speak, but the woman raised a hand, silencing him. "I couldn't save the Cetra from the madness that was caused by the Calamity From The Skies, because it's power was greater then mine, I could not help. And I did want to help Aerith, but I couldn't. She had human blood in her, mixed with her Cetra blood. That made her half human, I could not interfere."

Cloud said nothing, Gaia wanted to help, but she couldn't..but then why...? "Why won't you let her live again? Gaia looked at him once more, realizing what he was saying, and she lowered her head.

"Like I just said, human. I cannot do anything." Cloud stepped forward quickly, not believing what he was hearing. He circled around her, while her eyes were fixed on the floor.

"Your own people made that prophecy, didn't they? So why can't you do anything?!" His voice grew in noise, until he was shouting at the soul of the planet, and he felt the hot tears come once more. Gaia lifted her head and turned around to look at him as soon as the tears left his eyes, like she knew.

"You love her...don't you?" When Cloud said nothing, but turned his head away from her, she stepped towards him, grasping his hands in each of hers.

You love her more then life itself?

His head shot up when he did not hear the coming from the woman holding his head, but from inside his head. She was smiling, an understanding smile gracing her face, yet Cloud was shocked to see tears in her eyes as well.

"You know, never, in all my years of existence, have I ever known anyone to love someone the way you do." She lowered her head for a second, then raised it again. "Very well, I shall see what I can do, preheps your love for Aerith will give strength to my powers?"

Cloud felt her hands vanishing, and before long, she did disappear, but not before he saw the tears leave from behind her eyelids. A bright flash of light happened, blinding Cloud for a second, and then the Chruch was back to normal, deteriorating slowly. He lifted his head towards the hole in the roof, and saw doves flying past. He felt, for the first time in many years, hope.

The Cry of the Planet...

I shall do what I can...

"Thank you." He said, and he smiled.

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Oh my, I'm really sorry I took so long to write it! Two more chapters to go, stay tuned!