Hello my fellow Final Fantasy Seven fans. Before you read on, let me say this. If you're like me then you've played the game more times than you can count, gotten everything possible, beaten every opponent thrown at you, and seen all flashbacks and story in the game. In fact, you've played it so many times that you begin to have a bunch of 'What ifs' forming in your mind and you begin to think how the story would of changed if that key 'what if' had in fact happened. Then you find a way to think that 'what if' is actually quite possible by finding a bit of a gap somewhere in the game. You think the game didn't cover one part of the game well enough so that your 'what if' could of in fact happened, and should of.

Well... That happened to me.. I first thought of this a while back, than I just pushed it off as wishful thinking. But then the thought came back to me, and the whole idea of the thing seemed more plausible than not. What is this seemingly wonderful, magnificent, spectacular 'What if?' Heh... Read and find out. But it will make you start thinking about the game once more. If I manage that, than I've done my job. And not only that... But I think I have the most original pairing in here... I least I think... I've never seen a story done on these two before... I've always found it a bit... intriguing myself. Heh heh heh.

Disclaimer- I don't own Final Fantasy 7

Final Thoughts

When I was a kid I always thought that if I believed I was unbeatable, than nothing could stand in the way of my goals, my dreams, or my missions. And whenever I succeeded in my goals or fulfilled one of my dreams, my ego would become bigger. The greatest success in my life was when I finally fulfilled a life long dream. I trained day in and day out for years in order to make it to the top. I believed to be the best, and was ready for anything. The harsh reality of it all finally crashed around me, I wasn't the best, and I wasn't unbeatable.

I first learned that I was weak when I realized how much stronger that man was than myself, his skill and strength far surpassed my own, what's worse was that I knew it, and couldn't possibly catch up to him. I had found a friend in him, as awkward as our friendship was, but having him as a friend was quite an advantage. I learned many things by speaking with him, and watching as he took down his enemies with a single slash of his deadly sword. To say I was impressed with his skills the first time I witnessed him fight in combat would of been an understatement.

And yet, I was jealous, jealous of his strength for I knew I could never measure up to him. That was a harsh reality to come to terms with, but not as much as my second let down. I planned on being a hero, to save the townspeople, be one of the guys that saved the damsel in distress. Yet I failed to do so. I was too late, the man I had called friend had burned the entire town to the ground and left the 'damsel in distress' within an inch of her life. I thought that my anger, my fury, the burning rage in my body would give me the strength to defeat someone who I was and will always be outmatched against. I was fooling myself, the fight was short lived, I had lost.

Luckily for me however, that crazed lunatic was tossed off into the bottom of the reactor, a threat to the planet itself being destroyed. I was alive, and my eyes were opened to a new realization. Even the weak people can be heroes. Because on that day, a mere low class soldier, who happened to be a friend of mine, was able to beat the greatest warrior of all time. He had defeated Sephiroth.

I would have congratulated him, if it wasn't for the fact my body lacked the energy to move. All I could do was watch as my blonde haired buddy collapse from obvious blood loss. How long I sat there, I do not know, but I do know at one time however, several men ran into the reactor and began carrying his body away before grabbing me and hauling me off to wherever they took him.

Saving our lives wasn't their intentions either. They used us as test subjects, keeping us submerged in mako for months, no.. years on end. I felt hopeless, and worst of all, helpless. My strength wasn't returning as it should have when the injuries healed. Than one day, I managed to summon up every once of strength in my being that I could to free myself. Then I released my friend, Cloud. Saving him, just as he once saved everyone, including myself, from Sephiroth.

When I managed to get us away from that town, I began getting back all the pride I had lost. I had done it, I had saved someone, not just anyone, but someone I actually care about. True, he wasn't quite himself anymore, the experiments the scientists performed on us, left him a bit... dopey to say the least, and he couldn't seem to speak. His eyes were dull with confusion as if he didn't know where he was, or who he was for that matter. But that didn't phase me, the only thing that mattered was that we were free and that I was going back.

Just to see her smiling face again would be enough reason to go back to that dirty, scummy city. Not everything was as ugly as the slums of Midgar. I had found someone who seemed to have an angel's grace, and a heart full of love. I had left her there to go on the mission to Nibeliheim, and not a day went by that I didn't think of her. As I got closer to the city, my mind was like a fireworks show, millions of scenarios played through my mind as I half carried, half dragged Cloud on my back. How would she react when she sees me again? Has she moved on? Would she welcome me back with open arms like she's done so many times before? Just outside of Midgar, I was so confident that I would get to see her, that I began to think nothing would stop me, that I was invincible.

So here I am currently paying for my grave mistakes. The searing pain courses throughout my body as I feel each bullet imbed itself into my chest. If I knew this would happen, I would of worn some sort of armor or something. I was shot down by a trio of mere low class soldiers. Now I stare up at them through half closed eyes. A couple more bullets are shot at me, causing me to give a gasp of pain before I turn my head to the side.

Do they think I'm dead? They must because they walk away. I can hear them mention something about a half dead man. Are they talking about Cloud? Are they going to finish him now too? I'd give anything right now to have the strength to stop them. But wait.. they're walking away... They're just leaving Cloud there?

Now what do I do? If I don't get help soon, I'm going to die, and I was so close to seeing her once again, so very close. Cloud... he can help me, if he could just gather the strength to help himself first. I'm so tired... I can't even gather the strength to open my eyes anymore... I can feel my own blood forming a pool underneath me, each breath I take it feels like a hundred knives are being driven through me. So... This is it... I'm going to die out here on this cliff. I must say, I always figured I'd have a heroic death, should of died five years ago at that damn reactor.

Wait a minute... I can hear Cloud crawling towards me. He's going to save me, he'll save me, he has to, I'm his friend, friends look out for each other. Why did he take the Buster Sword out of my hand? Why is he screaming? Is he in pain? No wait... he doesn't think I'm.... Hey! Just check my pulse and you'll see I'm still alive! Come on! I'm breathing! I'm not dead, can't you tell!? Ok... maybe it is hard to tell that I am breathing, even with being half dead I can tell that my breaths are shallow, I can't seem to force myself to breath anymore than I am. Now he's running away? Why is he running? I can hear the sound of his boots sprinting across the ground. Wait a minute... Since when can he even hold himself up on his own two feet? Damn... I've been carrying him around when he could of walked on his own?

He left me here to die... Is he off to get revenge for my death? Or rather soon death. I can hardly feel the pain now, everything seems so... quiet now, peaceful even. Despite the coldness, it's rather comfortable. Strange how everything around me doesn't seem to make a noise, except for the breeze blowing. Are those... footsteps I hear? Did Cloud come back? If I could just open my eyes and see him, he'd know I'm alive. Why won't he do anything? Why is he just standing there? Won't he help me?

Who knew it would take a sharp kick in my side for me to open my eyes and gasp in pain? I mean really... you'd think I'd be making some sort of painful noise from all the gunshots in my body. So It's a bit surprising that I managed to open my eyes up for that brief second, too bad I didn't see anyone before my eyes closed once again. "Oh my GAWD! You're alive!?" That's a strange question to ask on account I just moved. Hmm... Is it me.. or does this person sound a bit...foreign? Definitely not someone from Midgar, that's for sure. No one near my hometown either or Clouds.... possibly not even on this continent. Will this person save me? Why are they searching through my pockets? Are they looking for ID or something? I'm not carrying anything. Well I am... But it's "Only a few Gil." Ah... So... this person is taking my money, more than likely a thief or something. Great... Not only am I going to die... But I just got robbed. What a way to go. "Nothing else worth taking... Well... Have a nice death mister."

They're leaving... They could be my last and only hope. "H-help..." Hey! I managed to speak for once! And do my ears deceive me, or did the footsteps stop? Perhaps I can persuade this person to save me... I could.. strike them a deal or something.. yeah... it would work.... if I had something worth giving. But sadly... The few Gil they already took was the only thing I had, besides my Buster Sword.. And Cloud already took that. I can't say I like the situation I'm in... I've never really asked for help before... then again... I've never really needed it either.

Are they going to help me? Or have they already walked away without me realizing it? No wait... They're dragging me by my arms, they're taking me somewhere! "Gawd you're heavy!" I'd laugh if I could, but right now, all I can do is just breath, the rest of me is just dead weight. If I could just open my eyes to see you, my savior, I'd tell you thanks. No... thanks wouldn't be enough... And although you cannot hear me now, let me say this: I am in your debt, and if I survive the night I swear upon all that I am, I shall repay you someday. Someway, somehow, I'll repay you, I promise... But for now... I think I'll finally go to sleep and pray in my dreams that I'll awaken to see who my savior is. That way I can thank you properly.

Not to mention you sound cute too...

So everyone... That's it for now. This here is the first chapter... I know it ain't hard to guess who the person is. This is my only second time ever doing a complete chapter in someone's P.O.V. so sorry if it's confusing or something... I don't plan on doing anymore POVs in this story. So... if you were able to catch where and when this is taking place... Does it make you wonder? Do you find this possible at all? Is it making you think, 'You know... I've never really thought of it before.... but it could happen.' I hope I opened up some of your minds.

So here's the deal... And I don't usually make deals about me continuing or not either... but just so I know that there are at least 'SOME' people interested in reading this, review.. and let me know what you think. I don't want to continue something no one is reading.