LEGACY'S POV

The Junon air was cold and thin. Meteor loomed overhead, the world was in chaos. But when there is chaos, someone needs to adhere to order. That's where I come in. Legacy Harris. SOLDIER 2nd Class and head of security of Junon City.

Ever since President Rufus Sinra's Inauguration, I had been Junon's head security officer, and SOLDIER 2nd Class. I usually just turned a couple of bills to laws and sent 3rd Class and Infantry to missions, but sometimes a big case would come up.

A bright Junon morning, the sun beamed down on the cannon overhead, creating a nice shadow for the people down below. I arrived at my office at the highest point of the city at 6AM, and everything was going alright so far. The people were orderly, the streets were calm, and no AVALANCHE. Damn AVALANCHE. They had been here just a few days ago, and became stowaways on President Shinra's ship to Costa Del Sol.

At around 11AM, I got an alert from the west side of the city. I called the supervisor for that section of the city.

"Hey, Rally. What's up?"

"There's been a bunch of reports of a really bad smell over here, around apartment block F. People are suspecting another murder."

"Damn, another one? You think it's AVALANCHE?"

"Nah, they left days ago."

"Ok, I'll send a squad to check on it."

I stayed in my office while I had a couple of SOLDIER 3rd Class and a fellow 2nd Class to check on the smell. My number two, Richie, brought me in my lunch.

"Hey Rich."

"Legacy." He gave me an acknowledging nod.

"You're a bit late… Everything alright?"

"Yeah, had to report somethin'."

"Oh yeah, you live over there don't ya? Block F?"

"Yeah. Think my neighbour's dead. Damn shame, too. Maxwell was a good man."

"Wait, Maxwell Richards?"

"Yeah."

"Damn. He was Captain of Troop 5C. And I vaguely remember him being Rufus' friend."

"Yep, him an' Killian Heller. Think he also lives in F."

An hour later, I got another call from Rally,"Did they find something?"

"Yep, Captain of Troop 5C. Maxw—"

"Maxwell Richards…"

"Yeah, how'd you know?"

"Rich had a feeling.."

"Anyway, Legacy… We need you down here. This is a big case now."

Accompanied by a couple of 3rds, I made it to Block F. The body was already decomposing, and had a large stab mark through the heart.

"Damn…" The body was making me sick, and I did this for a living. Rally approached me.

"We think it's the same guy as the other Junon murders. All of the victims have the same wound in the heart."

"Have we got Hojo working on it?"

"No, he left…"

"Huh?"

"Yeah, he quit. Apparently he went to Costa Del Sol on Rufus' boat and is gonna stay over there."

"Damn. Who are we having do it then?"

"Haven't got anyone. We're gonna have to do all of this without it."

I kneeled down and inspected the body. Whatever blade this guy used was sharp, and serrated on both sides.

"We're thinking it's someone in this building. Note that all the murders have been Block F citizens, or are somehow related to Block F citizens. All of the murders have also occurred in or around Block F."

We turned quickly when we heard the screams of the two 3rds that were guarding the door. We ran outside to see them lying lifeless on the ground. They each had an arm severed, and the same stab wound in the heart as Maxwell and the other victims. Our heads darted around in hopes of finding the killer, but I caught only a glance of the back of his boot, running to the lobby.

"This way!" We ran after him, but when we turned the corner, there was no one there. "Damn!"

"Can't we get security footage? You are head of security right?"

Back at the office, we accessed the security footage for Block F. When we opened the feed for the hallway that we were in, the screen turned blank, and the whole system crashed. "What the hell?!"

"He bugged us?!"

"Must have… Damn. This guy's good."

"What're we gonna do?"

"We're gonna find this bastard."

"That name you mentioned before… Killian Hellier. Wasn't he a Turk?"

"Yep, resigned in disgrace just last year after a mission in Mideel. He's been hidin' himself away ever since."

"Thought so… Think he could've done this?"

"Personally, no. But a lot can change in a year."

"Why would he want to kill them though?"

"I'm not sure. As far as we can tell, the only victim related to 'im in any way is Maxwell."

"See if you can find out anything else about him. I'll look into some other potential suspects."

I tracked down another Block F citizen – Declan Adams. He was the direct next door neighbour of Maxwell. "So, Declan. Anything you want to say before we begin?"

"Not really, no."

"You sure?"

"Umm…. Yes?"

"Ok then. Do you know anyone who would want to kill Maxwell?"

"No, not really. Everyone over here in Block F loved him."

"Well somebody didn't."

"Man, this really sucks…"

"Your next door neighbour is murdered, and all you have to say is this really sucks?"

"Well it does doesn't it?" I gave him a glare and gripped the gleaming sword strapped to my back. He flinched and let out a nervous cough.

"I didn't do anything, I swear!"

"Well, we'll need to put you in custody until you can prove otherwise, or we find something that proves otherwise." I closed my eyes and Declan relaxed himself. "In the meantime, we're searching your apartment for the murder weapon."

RALLY'S POV

In the Mideel yard, a light breeze was blowing over as I arrived. It was 6PM, and the highwind was just landing outside the town. I was accompanied by two 3rd Class SOLDIERs. The people of Mideel ducked back into their homes as soon as they saw us coming. All except for one man – Killian Hellier. He just stood, staring at me with a deranged smirk on his face. "Hellier! We need to ask ya some questions!" He didn't move until we got close enough to touch. He drew a sword from his back – red, and serrated on both sides – and stabbed it through the heart of one of the 3rd Class. I jumped back and sprinted away, the SOLDIER fighting back as hard as he could. No matter how hard he fought, he couldn't get a strike through on Killian, and he was stabbed through the heart.

I tried to escape the town, but Killian's speed was like nothing I had seen before. He gripped his sword and swiped at my legs, cutting them both off instantly. I fell to the ground, screaming in agony. The townspeople watched, doing nothing as I was dragged away to a small shack at the back of the village.