Note from the Author
I was one of those final fantasy diehards that camped out in front of Best Buy on the day of the games release. Ever since, I would have to agree that as many other games may come and go, my favorite story of all time had to be the one from the Final Fantasy Universe. I have done many MANY fan fics on this game but none as in-depth as what I'm planning with this story. This is a parallel to the original game, as in I did not, and will not change the story line of the game, even though it takes place at the same time and intertwining with the same events. There's only one small event in which I plan on changing. That will be revealed in the later chapters.
The idea came to me when I was playing (obviously) and I paid special attention to the plot line. There are several events in the game where things seem to happen out of nowhere or happen without making any sense (as in even when ShinRa, stopped the group on Mako Reactor #2, the bomb still blew up, things of that nature). This story I came up with to explain some if not all of those events. Comments and reviews are always welcomed. I hope you enjoy!
For those of you who are unfamiliar with the history of the FF7 Universe, this story starts at the end of the Wutai/Midgar war. Wutai had surrendered and a SOLDIER Tactical Unit that was stationed there for 5 months out of the war had just come back from deployment. This story will include characters from many other Final Fantasy 7 games (Dirge of Cerberus, Crisis Core, Before Crisis.), films, and novels that have been officially sanctioned by SquareEnix (Or the now non-existent Squaresoft, which I think MAY still hold a few copyrights due to technicality). The only characters I will stake claim for are those of my creation, including, but not limited to: Daniel Moskow, Sandy Bianca, and others which I will label properly when the time for their appearance comes. The rest are copyright of their respected owners. All hail and praise to the almighty copyright laws, whose sole purpose is for shit-statements like this to be forced into existence to further hamper the good ideas of men and women across the globe. Oh and all hail my coffee maker, bringer of the sacred molecule, and lifeblood of my bosses.
Dorian Whitewater
