Final Fantasy

In Edge, the rain continued to fall steadily, and the people looked up into the sky as the darkness cleared. Children with Geostigma watched in joy as the infection was washed away.
In a quiet alley, Tao SG, too, was cured of the disease by the healing rain, as all four of his Turks looked on. Xiumin and Chanyeol's fate, it seemed, had not been sealed by the explosion on the bridge. Lay and Hani, too, were quite whole.
The Sierra lingered above the city, and those aboard stood watching as the rain came down.
"Oh, yeah! We rock!" shouted Hyolyn.
"See? What'd I tell you foo's?" Kai added.
"A little push is what he needs," declared Hyorin, "That's all."
"Y'all calm down," said Chen, "Hold on to yer briches."
He turned the Sierra towards the rooftop where Taeyang stood, waiting for them, victorious. Hyorin gazed up at the glass ceiling of the Sierra, where a single drop of rain had found it's way through a crack.
"Somehow, I knew you were there," she said, "Thank you."
*~*~*~*~*
Taeyang gazed at the Sierra, then closed his eyes, letting the rain wash over him.
Without warning, a shot rang out from behind him, and Taeyang stumbled forward from the impact, falling to his knees.
Seung-ri lowered his weapon, groaning softly, as the rain that washed away the Geostigma from those afflicted slowly ate away at his body. T.O.P, too, was near death. They were, after all, merely remnants. The stolen materia shone from within their bodies.
"We'll go... together," he managed weakly, his gun slipping from his hand.
"Together," T.O.P echoed, "We'll play."
Taeyang turned, gathering his strength and rushed toward them, the tip of his blade dragging along the ground and sending out a shower of sparks. He leapt, sword poised to strike them down. With everything they had left, Seung-ri and TOP used the materia. A massive explosion engulfed them all.
"Taeyang!" Hyorin shouted, as she watched in horror.
*~*~*~*~*
From the window, Luhan and Bora also saw the explosion.
"He'll come back," said Luhan, "He said that he would."
They stood in silence, hand in hand, watching... hoping.
*~*~*~*~*
Brilliant white surrounded him. Taeyang felt as though he were floating... drifting. Everything was so peaceful... so silent.
A gentle hand touched his forehead.
"Mother?" has whispered, too content to let his eyes open.
"Again? Why is everyone calling me their mother lately?" Soyou' voice asked.
"I guess they must be fond of you," a new voice replied. This voice Taeyang also recognized... Kris.
"This one's a little too big to adopt," Soyou laughed.
"Tough luck, friend," said Kris, "Sounds like you don't have a place here."
With that, they drifted away from him. And Taeyang at last made peace with his memories.
*~*~*~*~*
When Taeyang awoke, he was still floating. Small hands held him steady, and after a moment, he realized that he was indeed floating. He had awoken in the church, his body supported by the water in the pool that had formed there. All around him were children... the orphans he had fought to protect.
He stood slowly, looking around. People from all over Edge were there.
"It's like she said," said one little girl, "Wait here, and Taeyang will come back."
"welcome back!" Bora called from the edge of the pool. Taeyang turned and saw his friends and allies gathered at the water's edge.
"I'm back," Taeyang said simply.
"There are still children with Geostigma," Nanaki pointed out.
"Yeah," replied Taeyang, as he waded towards them.
"Hey," Hyorin said to Luhan, "Let's get you fixed up."
Taeyang reached out a hand to Luhan.
"Come on," he said, "I'm here."
"It's ok," Hyorin assured him, smiling, and Luhan stepped forward. Taeyang picked him up, and set him in the water. He cupped his hands, and raised them above the boy's head, showering him with water from the pool. The effect was immediate. The healing water washed away the infection. Luhan gazed at his reflection in the surface of the pool and smiled. Taeyang nodded, and Luhan turned to the others. As one, the other children jumped into the water as those not infected cheered them on.
Taeyang silently surveyed the scene around him. As he looked toward the door of the church, his eyes falling upon a familiar figure clad in a pink dress. The woman was crouched beside two young children, speaking to them. As Taeyang watched, the woman rose and walked toward the door. A second figure leaned lazily against the doorframe.
As he watched her go, Soyou slowly turned back to look at him and smiled.
"You see?" she said, "Everything's alright."
And she turned once more, and walked away. Kris gave him a friendly wave and followed her. And then they were gone.
'I know,' Taeyang thought to himself, 'I'm not alone. Not anymore.'
And he smiled.

Notes

Thanks to ffrepublic!
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