The Ten Orbs

hey all, sorry took so long, but keep nagging me n i'll get them posted some time. Also i didnt get chance to check this chapter, so the spelling will proberly be even worse
that usual, really sorry. On that note if anyone fancies being a better for this story n maybe some others, please let me know i could really use one. thanks for reading, enjoy =]

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Sora lay in the darkness, trying to understand what had just happened. It was horrible but at the same time it was the best thing he had ever done. He had never felt so alive. But he couldn’t ignore the fact that Tifa was now a small ball. Was she dead? Had he killed her? No, that was impossible he hadn’t done anything aggressive, she was enjoying herself. Then what the hell had happened? The voice never spoke of anything like this, would he have to kill all the guardians? That thought scared him, but as his mind cast back to how he had killed Tifa a small, but growing part of him smiled.

“You did well, Sora.” The mysterious voice spoke out of the abyss.

“Who are you? What happened to Tifa?”

“She was a guardian, and you defeated her.”

“She was a living person, and now she is a ball!”

“It is the price we must pay.”

“No! I wont do it again, there must be another way..”

“There is no other way! Would you have the whole world fall into darkness because you couldn’t find the courage to sacrifice a handful of lives?”

“But..”

“Besides, did you not enjoy it?”

“I …” Sora couldn’t deny it, he had enjoyed it. No, he had loved it. What’s more he wanted to do it again. Defeated he hung his head. A small tear ran down his cheek, “I will do what must be done.”

There was no reply from the voice and once again Sora was left alone in the darkness. He started to cry.


Sora awoke to the sound of wind in the trees; it was a refreshing sound, which reminded him of his home. He briefly allowed a smile to flutter on his lips and the memory of what had happened yesterday wash away.

“Are you ok?” a sweet voice trickled into his mind. He slowly opened his eyes, and as he adjusted to the light a face came into focus. Not just any face, it was beautiful. She had big sparkling eyes and small supple lips. She was young, not as young as Sora but defiantly not as old as Tifa, her face was more rounded, cuter. At a guess Sora would say she was about 16. She looked sweet and innocent.

“Hey answer me jerk! I know I’m the best looking girl you ever seen, but stop gawking and answer me!” Ok maybe not so sweet, he decided.

“I’m sorry.”

“You better be, I am the great ninja Yuffie after all!” She said more gloating than threatening, “Not that I mind you looking at me an all.” She added with a slight blush.

It was then Sora remembered what the voice had said, about all women being attracted to him. With that memory came another, the reason he was here, what he had to do.

“Oh no,” he whispered. This girl was nice, young an innocent, maybe a bit arrogant but she certainly didn’t deserve what was going to happen to her.

“Oh no? What? You think I’m ugly?!”

“No! Oh god no!” Despite her self she smiled slightly at this, “I was just thinking, that’s all.”

“Hmm you a strange one, spiky head.”

“My names Sora.”

“I’m Yuffie, pleased to meet ya.” She smiled and sat down on the grass next to Sora, occasionally glancing at him with lust filled eyes. She kept shifted her position to best show her figure. This didn’t go unnoticed by Sora, making him feel aroused and sad at the same time. Unfortunately for him, Yuffie didn’t fail to see the tent forming in Sora’s pants.

“Can … can I see it” Sora looked up to see Yuffie had moved very close to him and was breathing heavily. In a daze he nodded his head. The older teen slowly reached out a nervous hand and began to slide Sora’s pants down. She obviously had never been with a guy before. Biting her lower lip she carried on lowering his pants until his now hard member popped out, making her jump back slightly. She gazed at his dick mesmerised, Sora wasn’t sure but it almost seamed as if it had grown since his encounter with Tifa.

Yuffie appeared to be frozen, she just stared at Sora’s cock. There was no helping it now Sora new he was going to have sex with her, he couldn’t stop that even if he wanted to, and he was far to aroused to want to. However it appeared as if Yuffie wouldn’t come out of her trance on her own, so Sora decided to take the lead.

He termed over taking Yuffie by her shoulders and pressed her to the ground, so he was onto of her. Wasting no time he leaned down and kiss her passionately on the lips. At first she was to stunned to respond, but she soon got into it. Her warm sweet tounge dived inside his mouth, battling with his own. She hooked her arms around his neck and deepened the kiss. They where wild now, locked in a game of seer passion. She rolled him over, and let loose a whale of delight as she quickly parted for air. Sora rolled her over again, and ripped off her top revealing her small but perfect breasts. He began kissing and licking her supple nipples with his warm tongue, biting them lightly.

“No!” In a moment of sanity he pulled away. He couldn’t do it; he couldn’t have sex with this girl knowing full well what would happen to her. “I cant do it.”

“What’s wrong?” Yuffie had no idea why he had suddenly stopped, she just sat there half naked, wetter than she had ever been, looking at Sora with a look that betrayed both confusion and hurt.

“I wont do it!” Sora yelled not at Yuffie but at the ever-present voice. “Not to her, not to anyone else!” With that Sora set off running, pushing through the woods surrounding them, trying to get away from this nightmare.

“You can’t run from me.” A voice seamed to whisper on the wind.