Final Fantasy VII – It's not over yet

Foreword:

This story is something I wanted to do for a long time. I do not own any of the characters of FFVII they all belong to Square-Enix. All of you CloudXAerith Fans out there: be warned, that this fic contains heavy CloudXTifa-stuff! You've been warned!

I don't hate Aerith, but I truly think she belongs to Zack! He fits way more to her. And Cloud didn't open up to Aerith, to Tifa he did!

This fic also features some characters created by me, so if you don't like guys stealing screen time from Cloud 'n' co. stop reading right now!

Please be graceful with my English, I am a Kraut and English is my third language (second one being Latin, fourth old Greek, fifth old Hebrew)

This story takes place directly after Dirge of Cerberus, with Vincent not yet returned to society. The Prologue takes place during the evacuation of Midgar as it was seen in the opening FMV of Dirge of Cerberus.

I have played FF VII, DoC and own the DVD of AC and watched it several times (on English, in German it SUCKS). I also read the "On the way to a smile" stories and will refer to all this stuff. If you have questions write them in review I will answer in the foreword of my next update.

I will try and give each figure of the games an own unique storyline during the fic.

The Main Event's will be narrator told, but sometimes I will throw in flashbacks, that connect with the prologue and additional diary-entries from the characters or newspaper articles.

Have Fun and review honestly! I will consider advices, if they are told in a friendly kind of way.

Thanks for your patience.

Have fun readin'!

The Moelander

Oh and yes it's called Fire CAPTIN! I looked it up!

Prologue:

"Here's another one!" the young man shouted out loud. His face was full of dirt and ashes with sweat pouring down his cheeks drawing lines of white skin down his cheeks. Another man came to his side and looked down at the figure that was buried under some rubble.

"Well blow me down!" the man shouted. He opened the Visor of his Fireguard-Helmet.

"You've made quite a found, little brother!" He grabbed his chin. His face looked very similar to the younger one's. Both had the same green eyes, red hair and gentle noses and chins. Only difference was that the older one started a mustache and his eyes were bigger than those of his younger brother.

"You know him, Valten?" the younger fireman asked, his voice raised to overtone the upcoming storm that Meteor was causing.

Valten slapped his brother gentle on the back of his helmet: "Craiton, dammit watch the news! He's Rufus Shinra!"

Craiton's smaller eyes went wide. He looked at the man. Then without hesitation he started to remove the rubble, which had fallen on the man in the white suit. Valten in contrary was still doing nothing.

"Come on help me bro! Whaddaya waiting for?" he shouted angrily.

Valten looked at his brother with a grim expression: "Craiton… this man is responsible for all this craziness that happens!"

Craiton stood up and looked his brother right into the eyes as he opened his visor:

"Who are you to judge?! Remember what Grandpappy said: Everyone, every single being deserves a second chance! If we don't help him, then we are no inch better than the whole Shin-Ra Company!"

Valten looked at the man lying on the floor. He sighed and bent down on his knees.

"His leg seems to be broken by this piece of rubble," he said and started to pull the debris of the president's leg as Craiton assisted him. Finally they removed the last concrete rock from the unconscious man.

"I'll haste and fetch a stretcher, you stabilize him!" and with that Valten ran off.

Craiton checked the man for breath and sighed in relief when he saw his chest slowly rising.

He tried to wake him: "Mr. Shinra! Mr. Shinra! Rufus Shinra…"

The man opened his eyes, instantly making a grimace of pain. Craiton sighed in relief.

This Guy's one tough son of a mother!

"My… leg… hurts," was the only thing the man could say.

"Yep! Guess it's broken. Don't worry we'll have you outta here in no time! Could you tell me what happened to you?"

Rufus looked at him and managed a pain-drenched smile: "You… are from… Junon… aren't you?" he asked.

Craiton just nodded.

Rufus tried again to speak: "WEAPON attacked the building… managed to… get out before the ceiling collapsed… then here on the street… that's all… can't recall more." He tried to lift his head but made another grimace of pain and relaxed it again. In that moment Valten arrived with a stretcher. He unfolded it and helped Craiton lifting the President of the now ruined Company onto it. Then the two of them carried him to the Evacuation point. As they approached the evac-zone the voices of firemen and voluntary helpers grew louder. A copter was just about to land and Yuffie Kisaragi - the evacuation supervisor of this zone - was shouting orders with her girly but penetrating voice.

"Come on! Hurry Up! And try not to drop anybody this time!" she shouted to Craiton and Valten when they loaded Rufus Shinra into the Heli. She then immediately turned to the fire Captin: "Report"

"Evac complete! All injured have been moved to the transports," the tall man replied.

"Okay," Yuffie said, then she waved both her arms and shouted: "Let's get outta here!"

By this time the transport-helicopter had already taken off and the two brothers sat silently between other injured people and looked at President Rufus Shinra, who was still lying on the stretcher. Through the open hatch in the back they could see Meteor, filling Midgar with a creepy looking reddish light from above. The wind was howling stronger than before…

-"My brother's were unemployed till yesterday. No wonder. Ain't much work to do for a firefighter if your whole city lies in ruins. The Midgar Firefighters disbanded directly after the Lifestream destroyed the meteorite. But now their old boss from the Shin-Ra company – Reeve Tuesti – founded a new organization: The "World Regenesis Organization" or for short WRO. Valten and Craiton joined immediately and were happy for finally working on something that will help all mankind.

I wish I could join them…

But alas, I can't for this illness bounds me to home and leaves me in the care of my other siblings. I feel so ashamed. I am the oldest child. I should be out there and make the world a better place for my brother's and sisters!

Today happened something terrible. And I think, I am guilty.

Though they said the Stigma isn't contagious one of the twins got it. I don't know what to do. We all don't. Neither father nor mother nor grandparents know what to do. Our clan is desperate.

Please! Please planet! Take me, but don't take Stefcko!

-Taken from the diaries of Sylbika Silverhawk – oldest daughter of the Silverhawk family from Junon – 9 months after Meteor Hour-