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'Who am I? …Why do I serve somebody? …Why do I wear this black cloak? …Why does this person with a chocobo-like hair with his green-blue eyes appear in my head? …Why does it seem like I don't belong here? …is my only purpose is to be a Nobody?' A hooded girl sat at the edge of her bunk bed, pieces of her long black side bangs fell on the side of her face, and her chocolate brown eyes were dull as she stared into space. She stood up from her place and walked over to the mirror, her reflection shows a broken and hopeless girl waiting for something that will never happen. She took off her hood revealing her long curly/straight locks that fell up to her hips, and took off her leather cloak to show her black turtleneck long sleeves and her black flare pants she has been wearing inside that black cloak.

"Number 49… you have an important meeting with Number 1…" A feminine voice sounded through the door.

"… Yeah" Number 49 replied as she wore her black cloak and put on her hood that usually goes up to her eyes. Of course it should go up to her eyes because in the organization's rule nobody should show their identity or physical features to one another, the only thing to be shown is half the face where the eyes can't be seen. She walked away from the mirror and out the door towards the office of Number 1.

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"Tifa… where are you?" Cloud asked himself as he opened a heart-shaped locket for the hundredth time.

"She's not coming back, Cloud. We're not even sure she's dead or alive." Barret said as he walked up to Cloud. "Hey why don't you go outside and take a breather."

Cloud nodded and walked out the doorway as he placed the locket back into his pocket. A hooded figure accidentally ran into him but didn't apologize, the figure pause for a moment as the hood accidentally slipped off the person's head; the figure quickly faced a wall so no one would see his or her identity. Long curly/straight long black locks were released from the hood, noting Cloud it was a young female, but the girl quickly tuck her hair into the hood and arrange the hood until it reached half of her face. The girl quickly turn around and looked at Cloud, her frown deepened and tilted her head a bit. Before the girl sped off, her cell rang a strange tune.

"… hello?" said the girl as she clicked her tongue is disgust.

"… well I would have been there 10 minutes early if you haven't called…" the girl growled.

"Shut up Jake or Number 21, whatever name you want to be call! JUST STOP CALLING ME!" with that statement the girl closed her cell and dash off to her destination.

Cloud, on the other hand, had weird gut feeling just by looking at the girl this created his frowned to deepen more.

"Yo, Spike get your ass up here! Vincent has found information of that new Organization we heard about and this is linked to Tifa's disappearance!" Barret's voice rang through the whole bar. Cloud's ear's perked up on Tifa's name and headed inside the bar.

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