Guilt

Yuffie turned the doorknob very slowly, without making a sound. She had not seen Vincent come back to his room yet, but she had to be careful just in case. Pulling the door back, she peered inside. No one was here. She slipped inside quickly and shut the door behind, clicking the lock shut.

She studied the room, searching. Where is it?, she said silently. Then she saw it, on the table beside the bed. Creeping across the floor, her mind raced through the events that had brought her here...


It had been two years in all since Sephiroth had been killed. Yuffie had returned to Wutai as a war hero. The people now looked up to her and were always talking to her when she was walking through town. She had even met a wonderful guy named Kile, and the two had started dating. Then, a month before the two-year anniversary of Sephiroth’s death, she received an invitation to come to Midgar for a reunion of the AVALANCHE group. She was thrilled about seeing her friends again. But then there was the argument with Kile, and...

Yuffie cleared the thoughts from her mind as she reached the bedside table. There, shining under the lamp, was what she had come for: Vincent's gun. It was not the Death Penalty; she was surprised at that. Instead it was an old-fashioned revolver. She grasped it by the handle and picked it up slowly, then turned and sat on the bed, never taking her eyes from the gun. The chamber clicked open easily and she saw the six bullets loaded into it. She clicked the chamber shut. In her mind she saw Vincent using this gun to take down the monsters roaming outside Midgar. The next bullet to leave this gun won't be for a monster, Yuffie thought. Her thumb moved up to the hammer of the gun and pulled it back delicately. It clicked into place with a sound that many had heard just before their death. Yuffie grasped the gun firmly now in her right hand, finger on the trigger.

She brought the gun up level with her head, and pushed it against her right temple. She drew in a deep breath, and closed her eyes. A single tear fell from her left eye and ran down her cheek.

"I'm sorry, Kile," she whispered, and pulled the trigger. There was the start of a heaven-rending sound like an explosion, and then the world was gone.


When Vincent returned to his room, he found the grisly scene. The news spread quickly across the globe, and all who heard mourned the death of Yuffie, for she had been one of the group that had stopped the Meteor. But secretly, some in Wutai suspected more. Just a few hours after Yuffie had boarded the Highwind to head to Midgar, Kile was found murdered. He had died from wounds to the chest inflicted by a throwing weapon, such as a shuriken...

THE END