Final Fantasy 7: Indigo Children
SUMMARY: It's set 3 years after ff7, it's not really inspired by Advent Children, as I've not seen enough of the trailers to know what the hell is going on in that film, but there are children in this story, with freaky powers.
The Turks and AVALANCHE are concerned by mysterious events happening in Mideel…
(The main character is Reno (coz he's soooo great).)
(Obviously a lot of the characters and all the places in this fiction aren't products of my imagination. The copyright for the FF7 characters and places aren't mine. The other characters and the plot line are all of my imagination and I have copyright of them)
LANGUAGE WARNING: Cid Highwind is in this story as are the Turks; therefore there is a fair amount of bad language!
1: Briefing
His deep alcohol fuelled sleep was rudely disturbed as his radio alarm clock blurted into action. He lay still for a moment, trying to ignore the thumping in his head and the furry taste in his mouth. He groaned as a song he really hated began. That was it, he would either have to move or have the annoying, but catchy tune in his head all day. His fingers rested on his electro-mag rod as he groped about for the clock, for one brief moment he felt like just electrocuting the bloody thing. But he let go of the rod and stretched a further few inches to turn the radio off. He collapsed back in his bed, sighing. As usual the red-haired Turk had got pissed out of his head the night before and remembered very little of it. For once there was no ditzy one-night stand lying beside him. His headache had now tripled from moving, and he had to be in at work at nine to receive a new briefing.
'Just a few more minutes in bed', he thought dimly, breathing heavily.
This time it was his PHS that woke him; he grabbed it from the bedside table, still half asleep.
"Hello?" He mumbled almost incoherently, his heavy eyes clamped closed.
"Reno, where the hell are you, you better have a good excuse as to why you're not here." A crisp feminine voice snapped at him.
"Elena?" He woke up properly now and sat up hazily, looking over to his clock. It was quarter past nine. "…Shit."
"Where are you?"
"Hold on, I'll be there in ten minutes." He hung up before she could say anymore; she never knew when to stop when she was fired up. He got up too quickly causing the blood to rush to his head making little white spots obscure his vision. He sat back down again and clutched his red head. "Shit." He repeated to himself. He never did know when to stop as far as alcohol was concerned. He ran his nimble, almost feminine, fingers through his messy feathered red hair; a few strands fell over his blue-green eyes. A thin tail of red hair came down his back from his otherwise shorter multi-length hair. He carefully undid the band that held the thin long hair together and re-gathered it to tie it up tighter and neater after sleep had ruffled it out of shape. Once he had dressed into his Turk uniform there was no time for breakfast, instead he grabbed an aging slice of take-out pizza he had found down the edge of his sofa the day before. He almost forgot his trade-mark sand-goggles that he rarely actually used, he scooped them up from the bedside table and placed them back on top of his head, bringing them down to his forehead, letting stray groups of hair flop over them as he attached the Electro rod to the ring on his belt.
The car ride from his flat to the new Shinra building in the centre of New Midgar was a short one, made shorter still with the rush hour over. He slammed his door closed and locked it, heading towards the skyscraper of a building wishing he had taken some aspirin before he left.
Rude and Elena did not look best pleased with him, before Elena opened that big mouth of hers he raised his hands, pushing past them towards Reeve's office
"I don't wanna talk about it!" He snapped, as Elena placed her hands on her hips and gave him a hard cold stare. Rude nodded in greeting, falling in beside Reno as he approached the office. At least he didn't have to worry about Rude having a go at him. That would require speaking, something he was too calm and collected to do very often.
Reno was too annoyed to flirt with the secretary outside the office, and she was too intelligent to want to talk to him. It was no secret that Reno was a womaniser.
"Go straight through." She said coldly, only looking up from her computer screen for a second. Rude nodded and went on in. Reno followed, holding his breath and bracing himself for angry reprimanding for being late. None of it came though, Reeve just seemed glad they had come at all.
"Good, good, you're all here." He muttered, smoothing his dark goatee beard. "There's an important errand I need you two to run. Rude, I have another task for you. If you could remain after I have briefed Reno and Elena please." He asked smoothly, to which Rude responded with a sharp nod. Reno collapsed into a leather backed chair once he realised he wasn't about to be shouted at or anything. He slouched into it lazily, ignoring Elena glowering at him. Reeve didn't notice, he was pacing the width of his fairly large office with a preoccupied frown.
"Reno, Elena, you will go to Mideel. Rumour has reached Midgar of strange goings on there. Many people have been mysteriously slipping into comas or just falling down dead. It may be nothing but rumour, if it is then I need proof that nothing out of the ordinary is happening there. If the rumours are true you will have to find out the cause for these deaths and odd occurrences. I cannot have whatever is happening in Mideel to happen anywhere the Shinra is." Reno furrowed his thin brows in confusion and sat forwards, clasping his delicate hands together.
"…Hang on… I thought Mideel was destroyed ages ago." Elena chuckled in amusement, shaking her blonde head.
"Oh you are thick Reno." He pulled a face at her caustic tone, but couldn't help but wonder what she meant by it.
"Mideel has been rebuilt. If you didn't spend your spare time drunk or watching porn you'd not be such a cloth head." He curled his lips in anger, but restrained himself from lashing out. Instead he sat back into the chair with a glower on his face. He'd get her back later, when Reeve wasn't watching. Elena had a smug look on her face for getting one over Reno and turned her attention back to Reeve.
"How are we getting there sir?" Reeve finally stopped pacing, he came to a stop beside his desk and perched on the edge of it, picking up some paperwork and leafing through it as he answered.
"I've contacted Cid from AVALANCHE. He'll pilot you there. Some select members of AVALANCHE are also travelling to Mideel to find out about how much truth these rumours have in them. As we have no reason to work against them any longer, Cloud and I agreed we would work together on this mission seeing as we both want to have the rumours cleared up. Four heads are better than two." Reno rolled his eyes; he hoped to Gaia that that spikey headed goodie two-shoes wouldn't be around to cramp his style. Cid was bad enough.
"Which of the AVALANCHE losers are we gunna have to put up with?" He sighed, he had to mentally prepare himself for whoever it was accompanying them. Reeve looked up briefly, looking daggers to him. Reno suppressed a yelp, Reeve never actually shouted at them or anything, he just had that way of looking at you that made you wish you had never opened your mouth.
"I don't know. That is up to Cloud Strife.
"Reno, you better review your attitude to AVALANCHE, they are a strong group who we could do well to ally ourselves with rather than make enemies with them again. If you stir anything up between them and the Turks you'll find yourself unemployed." The tone of his voice spoke harsher volumes than the actual words. Reno swallowed the lump in his throat down and nodded meekly.
"Good. You will be leaving this afternoon. Good luck." He said with finality to his voice. Reno quickly got to his feet and hurried out of the office, nodding as a farewell to Rude as he left. The click-click of Elena's high heels set his headache off again as she caught up with him. He groaned silently as she walked beside him with that smug look that she had worn earlier.
"What do you want?" He sighed, looking down at her.
"Where are you going?" She demanded to know, her hands were on her hips and brows raised up high like she was looking down on him despite the fact he was a foot taller than her.
"Wouldn't you like to know." He mocked, intent on getting her back for earlier, but his groggy head was a little slow today; he doubted he could come up with any good come backs with such a banging headache. She poked his ribs, her eyes narrowed.
"Well, I'm going to get supplies for Mideel. Coming?" She almost sang in her high voice. He grimaced a little, but decided it was probably better if he had someone around him who was not considerably hung over and would remember everything they'd need.
"I s'pose I can put up with your face for a little while." She lightly punched his ribs this time, winding him a little. The small amount of moral fibre hidden deep within him made him reconsider punching her back. She was a woman after all.
They made their way out of the Shinra Head quarters to a high street of shops near by. Elena grabbed a basket and paced through the store, picking out healthy easy to eat things like fruit, nuts and bottled water. Reno stalked after her, sneaking in chocolate biscuits, crisps, cola and other such more edible foods. Once she finally realised the junk filling up her otherwise basket of healthiness she scowled at him.
"What's this shit doing in here? Good Gaia Reno! You're like a child!" She snapped at him, he gave her a cheeky grin and thanked her.
"Get your own basket and pay for your own rubbish." He sighed and went off to find himself a basket.
TBC...
