Ok so here we go with my first ever fic (cheers) not much to say right now so I guess we can start ahem what? whispers oh yeah sadly I do not own Final Fantasy VII if I did I would have this done in book form. So let's try this again

DING. Ok here we go. Left jab, right straight left hoo- WUMP. Stars, canvas.

Ok maybe I should explain this first. The guy making out with the canvas is Mike. Mike is small, Mike is weak. Mike is a wimp. Mike is the last person you would expect in the ring. So why is he here? That would be James´ fault. They have been best friends since the 2nd grade witch is weird because James is every thing Mike is not. As it is now their junior year, James thought Mike should be able to defend him self. Hence why Mike is eating canvas and James is doubled over laughing.

"Hey Mike, you alive?"

"Unfortunately"

"Good now get up cause your doing it again"

"Damn stupid …… (I'll let you use your imagination) I don't wana! That's the third time!"

"Fine Mike go. Make sure you get raped by an ex-con named Bubba on your way home"

"Whatever", Mike mumbled to himself as he went to the lockers to change. When he got there he looked himself over in the full body mirror. Save for the large welts on his face he didn't look half bad. Standing 5´11¨ with bleach blonde hair and sharp green eyes. "Why will I ever need to fight anyway" he said pulling his clothes on "It's not like anything happens here in Dullsville, Washington.

When he got home he found no one home, as usual, so he goes to his room, turns on his PS2, and lets the opening for Final Fantasy VII play for once. Loads his game and, when it finishes, proceeds to attempt to beat the game for the umpteenth time, he starts fighting Sephiroth´s first form. And dies. After reloading the game Mike tries again wins (to his own surprise) and starts fighting the second form. This one is a little easer and he wins no problem. As the third fight starts, Mike does the only thing he has to; he pushes the "O" button three times. Cloud starts his omnislash, however, when he was about deliver the final blow, Sephiroth side steps and smacks Cloud to the ground.

"What the HELL" yells Mike, eyes the size of dinner plates.

Then things get really weird as Sephiroth looks through the T.V. and directly at Mike. Eyes now the size of small planets, Mike watches in horror as a pale hand reaches out of the T.V., grabs Mike's collar and pulls hard. The last thing he remembers is the SHM staring him down as he blacks out.

Some time later…

The first thing he notices is the weight in his left hand. Mike looks to see a really, REALLY long sword. He then realizes that he is holding this sword with almost no effort on his part. He turns to his right to see a mirror. In said mirror there is hair, and lots of it. And its not blond anymore but silver. Only two words escape his lips and there not what you would think

"Ah hell…"

So there you have it the first chapter of my first fic please review and when you do don't pull your punches be brutal if need be and ill see about putting up another one