World takes place in the Final Fantasy 7: Crisis Core

Original Characters of the FF7 belong to their rightful owners.

A Copy of a renegade elite SOLDIER begins to remember events that never took place and stolen classified documents that hold a disturbing truth…

(This is the first time I ever posted any of my stories so don't be surprised if there are a few spelling or grammar errors, but please don't let that spoil the story! I might change it to third person in the future)

All the copies were called into the front line to Wuti. I was part of that first wave. Three SOLDIER units were detected north west from the City near the Leviathan temple, which was also inside Wuti's fort. We waited until Genesis Rhapsodos appeared before us and given us orders;

"Should any SOLDIERs pass by" his voice filled with fierce determination, "… attack on sight. But leave Angeal to me."

And he left us to our duty. Dusk came, and the air soon felt clammy and cold. Insects dominated the whole forest with a soft buzzing sound. But even though the eager crickets chirped happily in the dark, the silence was over powering. Comprehension sank into my consciousness and opened my eyes to the situation I was in…war. Looking at my fellow copies, they had shown no emotion but the determination to fallow orders to the death.

My head shriveled into my shoulders and my frame began to tremble, luckily, I wasn't noticed. As we all waited off the road, I stared at my boots as these new and strange thoughts that kept pouring into my mind. How is this happening? Were the other copies experiencing this as well? Am I the only one like this? Nearly an hour has passed and the roars of the guardians, inside the temple, continued to rumble the atmosphere. My heart began the pound against my ribs as if it were trying to get out. I clung tighter to my weapons. I didn't want the SOLDIERs to come, I thought suddenly. Fear slowly pulled me to the back of the group. The roars were soon instantly silenced. My heart throbbed in my throat and my knees shook. I stared out into the darkness and saw shapes running through the trees. The air became thick and un-breathable

"Angeal!" a voice called out, "Angeal! Where are you?" it sounded like a boy. The copies charged forward in an instant, never thinking twice of the consequences. I was the only one that stood frozen in their place, watching the fight. I could see the young SOLDIER with the black hair battle with ease and a triumphant grin on his face.

Do something!

I shouted to myself and darted off into the other direction and leaving the battle. Leaves and thin tree switches swatted at my helmet's veil and scratched at my bear arms. Only moments later I could hear foots steps fallow close behind me. Panic took hold of my mind and pushed myself to run faster through the darkness. I ran so far and so fast, I lost myself in the jungle. I heard a quick commotion behind me, but I never stopped until I reached the open road only to collapse where I stood.

My lungs burned, perspiration formed on my forehead, and my legs ached. I laid there like I dead man, after then a corpse of a copy was flung overhead and landed just in front of me. A roar in the near distance was followed up by an explosion that shook the ground. I held my breath and felt my heart skip a beat when I looked into the dying face of the copy beneath his helmet. I froze as a pair of heavy footsteps walked around me. There was shuffling and soon a second pair of footsteps entered the perimeter.

"Holy…" the boyish voice paused.

"Genesis..." A deep monotone voice replied sadly, and then heard a helmet gently strike the ground.

"The missing SOLDIER?" the boy asked.

I then felt a pair of firm fingers grab hold of my helmet and viciously rip it from my skull and made my head snap off to the side. Ouch! I thought painfully, quickly closing my eyes and held my breath… listening closely.

"They're identical!"

" Genesis copies."

"copies? human copies?"

"Where is Angeal?" The deep voice demanded.

"I-I thought he was fighting around here just a moment ago..."

I heard a sigh, "So he's gone too." he rose to his feet.

"What? Hey wait! What does that mean?" I could hear a lot of walking and I wanted to see what they were doing.

"It means Angeal…Has betrayed us as well." The deep voice had a powerful authority to it. Who are these people? Are these the SOLDIERs?

"No way! I know what kind of guy Angeal is and he'd never do that!" there was as pause "Angeal would never betray us! NEVER!" I flinched at the voice, hoping that I wouldn't be stepped on. There was as strong pause, and then a noise erupted, but was quickly silenced with a beep.

"Sephiroth here…mhm…Alright," And then a click, "there is a chopper waiting for us."

"I'm not leaving without Angeal." I heard footsteps come closer.

"There's nothing we can do about that." The heavy footsteps left, and I could hear the younger SOLDIER linger.

"Oh, Angeal…Why did you do this?"

"Zack!" Sephiroth called from within the forest, and I could hear 'Zack' sniffle lightly and walk very slowly to his voice.

I slowly raised my head just in time to see him walking away and disappear through the brush. I didn't realize that I was holding my breath and sucked in a big lung full of humid air. I trembled as I slowly crawled away until I felt safe enough to standup again. Everything felt so still, so calm now, aside from the sound of a helicopter in the distance that will soon leave. Placing a hand over my speeding heart and slowed my breaths. I can't stay in this area, and I quickly traveled down the path.