You all know by now that I don't own FF7 or any of the characters. I do own most of the characters in this story due to the fact it is in a world that I made up. Very few of the characters are from FF7 and you will soon find out why.
Durac, year 1243, year of the cyter A type of horse/oxen
It was raining when Zack left his house. Zack was tall with spiky black hair, slitted pupils inside of purple eyes. He wore all black covering except he wore no shoes. He also carried around a massive sword. The weird things about Zack was that he had scaled feet, his toenails formed claws, Hence the no boots and he had a birthmark of a 6 connected with a 7 which kinda looked like 76 only connected. Zack wasn't a human, he was a Drall There where three species on Durac, well there use to be three now there where only two, the Drall, the lower class and the Caress, the upper class. The Amyal, which had been the rulers of the whole planet, had been killed off thousands of years ago.
Zack closed the door softly and walked into the rain. In his 18 years he had always loved the rain. But tonight something called him; something told him to take this walk.
Lightning flashed and he smiled, Caress never went out in a storm.
He continued to walk for what seemed an hour. His clothes where soaked and he was about to turn around when he saw a small form under a tree. On closer inspection he found it was a small child, its hair matted against its face. I'm going to use it until its gender is revealed. the child was dressed in rags and something white extended from the kid's back.
"Hey." Zack said softly before walking forward. The child scooted back whimpering. Slowly Zack picked up the child who struggled weakly. Soon Zack had it wrapped in his shirt and was heading back home.
When Zack got home the child was asleep and nothing on Zack was dry. The lights where on and Zack opened the door and walked in. A young Drall named Alle who was his cousin and another Drall who was Zack's mother looked at him. His mother Lyll got up and took the bundle from Zack despite his protests. She grabbed a towel and soon had dried of the child; after she was done they all stared at the blond haired child she held. The child had soft white skin and a small black triangle birthmark on its neck.
"It's a he." Lyll said and as Zack looked he saw she was right. But what stunned everyone were the small white wings coming from his shoulder blades.
"Zack where did you find him?" Alle asked.
"Under a tree." Zack stated rubbing his chin.
"Zack, he's not a Drall, he's not a Caress, so he must be an Amyal, the creatures of legend. The breed that the Caress wiped out due to their hate of the world."
"We can't let him go, the Caress will kill him." Zack said as Lyll put the young toddler into Zack's bed before covering him.
"That's true." Lyll sighed.
"I'll take care of him, you can say that he's my little brother and I'm old enough to take care of Pup." Zack suggested eagerly.
"Pup?" His mother asked.
"That's what I'm going to call him until he chooses a name."
"Alright." Lyll sighed with a smile.
"Hear that Pup?" Zack said leaning over the young boy. "Your family now!"