I've been on a FF7 kick lately, (I also felt I should get back to my writing roots (Which was FF and KH fanfics)) and this story has been in Word for about a month. It's been pretty much the only thing I've been writing, which is really annoying at the moment. (Especially since I wrote 7 chapters before I even came up with a name for the story)
Anyway, I hope you like it. I'm planning on making three/four more stories for the FF7 timeline (Since you have the original game, the movie, and dirge of cerberus to add into all of this. Plus aftermath stuff.) So hopefully you all like it enough and want to see all of those stories.
So I hope you enjoy. (And you know, I own nothing except my OC)
Rated T for language, violence, and death.
(And for a reference of Lyan (since I forgot to describe her) she has medium-length crimson red hair, violet colored mako-eyes and is about a half a foot shorter than Genesis)
Chapter One; Mission, Friends, and Debriefing
I exited the elevator and stepped onto the SOLDIER floor of the ShinRa building. I dragged myself across the floor until I reached the lounge, before collapsing onto one of the new couches.
"Don't bleed on the couch, Thorne." A deep voice called from across the room, maybe a minute after I landed on the couch.
I listened as the person's footsteps got closer. "I just had to fight a reactor filled with monsters. I don't give a damn about rather or not the couch gets a little bit of blood on it." I moaned. Everything sounded like unintelligent garble as my accent combined with the moan.
My accent is a curse at times. But I still love it dearly.
"Well the Director wants you in the briefing room."
"Come on Angeal, we can make an excuse for her. She looks ready to pass out. We can't make her go through the trouble of a debriefing right now!"
"You're not done with your squats yet."
I moaned as I sat up, and stared at the two raven-haired soldiers. One was 1st Class Angeal Hewley. The second was 2nd Class Zack Fair. Angeal was Zack's mentor, which meant you would hear them arguing quite a bit.
I loved how Zack always stuck up for me, especially when I felt like crap. The reason he always stuck up for me, was because we were both protégé's of a 1st Class. So we always stuck up for each other, although I would go farther for Zack than he would for me.
Sometimes I'd get into arguments with Angeal, but Zack wouldn't dare do the same with my mentor. Hell, I don't think anyone would.
As I stood up, I moaned, before facing Angeal. "Is he in there with Lazard?"
Angeal nodded, and I grimaced. This was going to be quite interesting.
I stretched, before making my way to the briefing room. "I expect you two to come and save me if I'm not out in half an hour."
I sat next to Director Lazard who was at the head of the table, staring at the see-through computer screen in front of him. I occupied myself by staring across the table at my mentor, as he stared at me with his cat-like green colored eyes.
Lazard cleared his throat and the two of us stared at him. He turned and stared at me. "Lyan, you just returned from a mission to Reactor 15. Correct?"
I nodded, and watched as he returned his stare to the screen, pushing his glasses up to the bridge of his nose. "Please. Tell me how the mission went."
I stared at my bloody arms, and then at my mentor in disbelief. My mentor just awaited my response as much as Lazard.
"Well, would you like me to give you the simple 'Success' or 'Failure'? Or would you like for me to give you the complete run-through?"
"The complete run-through if you wouldn't mind."
"I don't mind, sir." I suddenly regretted suggesting a complete run-through.
I searched my memory as I stared at the table. "I arrived at the reactor early this morning. I entered the reactor as the helicopter left, and assessed the damage." I hesitated before continuing, but a prompt from my mentor made me continue. "I fought my way past at least a hundred monsters and into the rooms that used to be occupied by the scientists. I gathered folders, made my way back outside, and then…"
Both men stared at me, awaiting my continuation. I cleared my throat and spoke loud and clear… Well, as clear as my accent would allow anyway. "And then I caused an explosion that destroyed the reactor."
Both men seemed to realize what I had said at the same time, but their reactions were different. Sephiroth stood from his chair, a blank expression on his face, as Lazard stared at me, horror struck. "What were you thinking? Blowing up a reactor like that? Did you consider the damage you could have caused to-" I cut my mentor off before he could finish.
"This place is in the middle of freaking no-where. There is no one to receive any repercussions from my actions." Sephiroth sat down, seeming to have relaxed a little. "Besides, the reactor's been shut down for years. It was run over with monsters, and even if I had managed to clear the place out, who's to say that it wouldn't happen again? Who would use the place anyway?"
Lazard sighed and relaxed before staring at Sephiroth. "She does prove a valid point."
Sephiroth sighed as he closed his eyes. "Fine, I will let this incident go. Although, I am starting to regret my recommendation, if Genesis knew about this, I am sure he would agree."
I stared at Sephiroth curiously, not at all surprised that he mentioned Genesis.
Genesis Rhapsodos has been like… a co-mentor. He's helped me when Sephiroth would rather run his Masamune through me. So he has been officially dubbed my mentor, along with Sephiroth. Some people made fun of the fact I had two mentors, but others saw that Sephiroth and I were too much alike and that we rarely saw eye-to-eye, so Genesis' intervention was required. I like to think that if Genesis hadn't been made my mentor as well, that Sephiroth and I would have likely destroyed the ShinRa building by now.
My brain returned to the briefing room when I remembered Sephiroth's words. "What do you mean 'recommendation'? What kind of recommendation are we talking about, exactly?"
"Genesis and Sephiroth have both recommended you for the rank of 1st." Lazard informed me.
I smiled widely and stared at Sephiroth. "I would hug you if I didn't hate you half the time!" I exclaimed. "Genesis, however, will receive said hug."
"That's fine with me." Sephiroth said, waving off the idea of a hug.
Lazard smiled at me before nodding. "You are free to go."
I nodded. "Thank you."
I quickly stood and left the room. Once I cleared the briefing room and the door shut behind me. I found myself jumping in excitement at the news I had been recommended for 1st, momentarily forgetting about my wounds.
I quickly seized my celebration, however, when I felt sharp pain just about everywhere.
Once I had stopped, I noticed other SOLDIERs stopping to stare at me. I shot them a glare. "What are you morons looking at?" Threatening tones sound fiercer when combined with my accent.
They all quickly scattered, and I allowed myself another round of excitement before running off to find Genesis.
Although… That's easier said than done…
