It's my first story, so please be nice? This story will be eventual CloudxOC. I will do my best to not make it a Mary-Sue and to not make the characters overly OOC. Please read and review!

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The bright lights of Midgar flashed by the car window quickly, giving one of the passengers a strong feeling of dizziness. She quickly rested her head on the back of the seat, and then continued to look out the window. The man sitting next to her sighed.

"Why do you keep looking out the window if it makes you feel sick?" he said, a little confused.

Without moving her head to look at him, she said, "I've never been to Midgar, you know that."

They continued to ride in the car in silence. She stared in awe as she glanced upward at the top plate.

"Joel, you haven't been to Midgar either, right?" she asked softly.

She finally tore herself away from the window and looked at the man sitting next to her. He had dark hair that stuck up in odd places. His skin was light, and he had a strong face. She would have thought he was very handsome, if she didn't already dislike him greatly.

"Of course not, you know I'm busy babysitting you," his said with a cold tone.

She felt the bit of anger that seemed to appear instantly every time he talked. She clenched her fists on her lap, but didn't do anything else.

Killing him here would be a mistake, she thought with disgust.

She took a few moments to look around the car. The seats were new and made of leather. The entire car was decorated in blacks and grays. The floor had dark gray inner carpeting and was faultlessly clean. It bothered her. She turned her took a long look at Joel, and thought of his last words.

"You didn't have to send me here, you know. I could have stayed in Arainiel. This is the worst plan you have ever thought of," she growled, her short temper coming to an end.

"Maybe you're the idiot. Arainiel is in turmoil, fiends and monsters are everywhere, but you want to stay and die like the rest of us. It would be wonderful if you thought these things through, Princess," he answered with a certain amount of bitterness.

She clenched her fists tighter, and they began to shake with her anger. "It's better than running away, Joel."

He ignored her and continued to stare out of his own window with in boredom. She sat forward and spoke politely to the driver of the car, "Excuse me, are we close?"

The driver smiled into the rear-view mirror and said, "Almost there, miss. We should be in the sector seven in just a few more minutes."

She sat back in her chair, and leaned against the door. Her stomach was beginning to give her an uneasy feeling. This was truly a bad idea.

"Well, who exactly are these people?"she directed to her advisor.

Joel laughed in a way that made her feel uncomfortable.

"The only people who would put up with you were a terrorist group called AVALANCHE."

She stared at him with wide eyes. "You aren't serious. You mean the ones that have been trying to destroy Shinra and blowing up Mako reactors. Are you an idiot?" she ended up screaming at him. He laughed at her.

"Can you think of a better place to hide you from the monsters? Would anyone look for a Princess in the slums of a big city like Midgar? Besides, for an ludicrous amount of money, they said they would shelter you."

She reached her boiling point and slapped him across the face, leaving his cheek a bright red color. "I want you to take me home right now, or so help me I'll-" she began, but Joel's laugh cut her off before she could finish.

"What? You're going to kill me?" He laughed deeply then continued, "I would pay AVALANCHE double to see you do anything worse to me. I dare you."

"Y-You!" She shook with anger, tackled him in the back seat, and promptly began strangling him, losing control of her anger.

"Excuse me?" The driver said softly. "We've arrived in Sector 7 slums, at Tifa's seventh Heaven."

She spared his life and stepped out of the car as the kindly driver opened the door. She took a long look around, taking in the scenery of this new place. In all corners there were suspicious-looking people, and shabby homes. The bar in front of her was no different. It was an aged wooden building, covered in dust and debris. In large letters, the sign read, Tifa's Seventh Heaven.

"Make sure you enjoy your stay," Joel said from the window as his lips curved into a smile that made her uneasy. "I'll miss you terribly, Princess."

She stuck her tongue out at him and turned her back to him.

"Thank you very much for the ride," she said, bowing to the driver politely.

He smiled at her again and said, "No trouble at all. Just be careful around here. Midgar is much more rowdy than Arainiel. I wish you the best of luck, Princess."

He re-entered the car, and drove off with her advisor, Joel. She felt a few drops onto her head, and it began to rain softly. She walked up the wooden stairs and pressed her hand to the door. As the uneasiness in her stomach increased, she took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

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Yay for the first chapter! Yeah, I'm not revealing much. She will meet the original members of AVALANCHE in the next chapter! Please read and review!