Alright this is my very first story so I would love to hear suggestions or constructive criticism. This is set two years before the original game.
With Sephiroth and Angeal gone, and with Genesis copies still out there Shin-Ra is trying to resurrect it powerful SOLDIER unit. Ramses and Cedjka joined Shin-Ra infantry shortly after Nebelhiem burned, but quickly showed that they were far stronger than regular infantrymen. Rufus Shinra personally reassigned them and watches over them closely.
Disclaimer: I do not own FFVII, just borowing.
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Chapter 1
He watched the house burn and suddenly it dawned on him, in the last 2 hours he had lost everything…his family…his friends…his home. His entire life gone in a blaze. All he had left was a sword.
Ramses awoke with a start; he instinctively reached for his sword. With all the new recruits he could no longer afford to sleep with it too far away. They expected him to forge a new SOLDIER unit with this? He looked around at these boys, none of whom could be older than 16.
"SOLDIER NEXT my ass." Ramses grouchily mumbled to himself. Ramses was only 19 himself.
Cedjka stirred within the bunk next to him "What woke you this time?" he asked,
"Memories" Ramses responded. Cedjka was his friend, they had enlisted around the same time two years ago. "Go back to sleep." Ramses ordered jokingly knowing he wouldn't.
"Hell No!" Cedjka responded a little to loudly making some of the recruits stir in their bunks.
"C'mon" Ramses gestured toward the door "let's go see if Rude fell asleep yet" He grabbed the Muramasa he'd owned since he was eight and leapt from his bunk.
Ramses jumped up out of the bunk, he was tall compared to most of the recruits and to Cedjka. He was lean and muscular. His attire was simple, a black vest with raggity brown pants. He had brown hair that he kept out of his face with a red cloth. His left arm had been badly burnt in the past, so he cut off his useless left hand and replaced it with a claw-like protrusion. When he went for his fist Mako treatment the scientist he met with called a deranged man name Hojo into the room to examine it. A week latter Hojo had a fully functional metallic hand with tipped fingers that served as an extra weapon if he needed it, but the first thing anyone would notice about him was the glowing goldenrod eyes.
Cedjka on the other hand was short and slim, but he had been using a sword since he was nine and could handle himself well in combat. He wore a white shirt with worn out black pants.
"You lucky son of a bitch" Cedjka complained, "you get that while we get these crappy swords provided by Shin-ra"
Same old complaint,
"Fine!" Ramses snapped, "See everyone you care about killed by bandits, watch your home burn to the ground and than you can have my sword!" Ramses knew he had reacted too strongly but he didn't really care at the moment, he was tired of everyone questioning why he had a better sword than they did. There was another reason he was fond of it though, even before his family died.
Cedjka didn't say anything else until they got outside "I see him" he suddenly said.
"Is he asleep?" Ramses asked
"I can't tell" Cedjka said perplexedly
"Well why the hell not!"
"He's wearing sunglasses."
"Sunglasses!?!?"
"Sunglasses."
Ramses was beside himself "What kind of MORON! Wears sunglasses in the middle of the night!?!?!?!?"
He hadn't noticed Rude come right up behind him "Apparently I would"
