Heya everybody!

This is Empress Lia'Ceya speaking, This is my first fic ever and I'm sad to say that i'm not the best author or writer. But I still wanted to try to show my minimum skills to everyone on fan fiction! I hope you enjoy this chapter of Doggy Tails, hopefully you all will find it interesting! Regal, do the disclaimer!

Regal: *Yawns* Huuuuuuh? Oh yeah! Suney doesn't own Final Fantasy VII, No matter how much she wished she could have helped work on it. Maaaa. *Goes back to sleep*

Chapter 1: Prologue

12:00 p.m. midnight, rain clouds covered the sky, pouring down it's tears on a small household on a hill. Only the pitterpats of the rainfall pierced the silence. On the upper floor and in the smallest room, two adults sat together on the couch, huddled up with worried eyes trained on the Doctor examining their ill daughter. The man knelt by the bedside, checking, double checking, and searching for anything that may be wrong with the child. Finished, he pulled up and turned to face the worried parents, a stoic expression on his bearded face.

He sighed tiredly, reaching up to grip the bridge of his nose. "Mr. and Mrs. Doncene, Your daughter's illness has reached the point of being fatal. If she had been brought to us earlier, we might of been able to stop it from progressing this far. However, there is no hope of recovery." The Woman's already pale complexion paled further, she started breathing sporadically and leaned into the couch, holding her chest. Her husband wrapped his arm around his wife, pulling her into him as he bowed his head. "Your Daughter is going to pass away, I'm Sorry." Whatever fragile dam that held back the tears broke at the moment. Their daughter had no hope of survival, she had always be a sick child, but that's all over now. The doctor said something to the morning parents, before leaving the room.

As he left, a small brown and black Yorkshire Terrier puppy dashed between his legs and up to the girls bed, trying in vain to reach her. In response of the Puppy's whining and barking, unseeing, clouded eyes opened, followed by a small coughing. "Ma….Da?" The woman rose shakily to her feet, walking over to her Daughter. She cupped her cheek with slender hands, a tiny smile on her face, "O-oh Love...I-I," She started sobbing, pulling the weak girl into her arms. The child smiled, she would hug her if she could feel her body, "I Love you…"

The Puppy barked, catching the girl's attention, "Fidloa?" She tried to move, to see her puppy, but gave up. Her Father scooped the puppy up, silent. "Do you want Fidloa?" "Uh-huh." He set the Terrier on the bed, then reach down to kiss the sick child on the forehead. The Yorkshire scrambled up to her face, tiny tongue licking at the girl's cheek.

She giggled softly, before closing her eyes. "Ma, Da, Im going to sleep now… G'night." Her Mother sighed, leaning into her husband's side. "Okay Dear, sleep well…" The dark haired woman sniffled, holding her hand against her head. "..." Her father shook his head slowly. He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and guided her back onto the couch. They sat there without speaking a word, watching as their child falls into the most peaceful sleep she has ever had.

It was dark, nothing but darkness surrounded her. It was odd, being so weightless, the girl, the girl who had felt her life end, she felt nothing but weightlessness, nothing but the emptiness that cloaked her soul so tightly. She felt herself coming to, she tried to open her closed eyes, but it felt like they were weighed down by bricks. Suddenly, a voice called out to her, a calm voice that she didn't recognize nor could she understand. 'Am i dead?' She asked herself, 'Is it finally over?' she asked again, the child didn't really know, she couldn't tell in this senseless void. The voice called out to her again, this time with words that if the child stressed, she could understand. "W...k up…" 'Huh?' She felt a pulse of pain in her chest, a small whimper escaped her lips, 'I thought the pain stopped! Why am I feeling pain? Aren't I dead….aren't I free?' Again the voice calls, clearer this time, "Wake up child! Wake up before you can never open your eyes again!" It cried, its voice causing quakes of pain to fill the child's head. She let out a silent scream, feeling the world around her shake, causing the pain she feels to increase. 'Make it stop! Make it stop!' Two voices spoke, "Open your eyes!" Three voices spoke, "Open your eyes!" Four, then five, then ten, then numerous amounts screamed at her, "OPEN YOUR EYES!"

The girl felt the weight on her eyes vanish, the heavy feeling left her consciousness as fast as the pain increased. The world around her swerved and spun, making the child not only sick, but leaving her with a feeling of panic. She struggled violently, twisting and turning in every which way to break free of whatever is binding her to this void. She screamed again, the voices chanting ringing her head, she tried to open her eyes, tried with everything she had to avoid falling into everlasting rest.

"AARRROOOOOOO!" A loud howl of pain sounded through the dark area, some people stopping momentarily to wonder what was making that noise. But they quickly shrugged it off, anything can happen in the slums. In the one of the alleys, a small brown and black ball of muck collapsed after it's screech. It breathed heavily, its eyes -indistinguishable from the muck surrounding it- clenched tightly as it shook. It whimpered softly from the pain, 'Where...am..I? It...hurts…' it thought, 'My eyes...they're so heavy...ugh..I'm tired.' It struggled weakly against sleep, but just couldn't get enough strength to fight off sleep, so the ball fell into a light slumber.

'Ugh...what?' The dirty ball uncurled itself slowly on the equally dirty ground, shards of broken bottles and other litter surrounding its small form. It pushed a old newspaper off it as it rose its head, the muck looked around with bloodshot green eyes. 'Everything's so blurry, I can't make out anything.' The ball twitched, rolling itself on it's stomach. 'It's hard to move…' It pressed its hands against the ground and tried to push itself onto it's feet, but fell over every time it tried. It collapsed after the second try, eyes squinting at the sky. It grunted, looking at its hands in confusion, wiggling its fingers, 'Why does my body feel so weird?' It asked itself, holding its hand up to its face. After a few seconds of squinting, it was able notice something important, It had no visible fingers!

It yelped in surprise, 'Paws!?' It was unmistakable, it had paws where its hands should be. The muck ball rubbed its hands against its muzzle, but pulled them away at the feeling of all the mess on its face, tail twitching irritably. 'That's gross, wait... tail?' It looked at its behind, seeing a blurry mess of a tail waving behind it, the tail stopped moving when the muck looked at it, lying still on the ground. It tried to make its tail move again, succeeding after a few tries. It wagged its tail, before grimacing in pain. Its whole body hurts, and not only that, it was some type of animal too! It tried to speak, but all that came out of it's mouth was yips, barks, and a whimper after it finally realize that it couldn't speak.

'Why is this happening?' It wondered quietly, 'Why am I a...puppy?' The puppy sighed, looking at the blurry world with confusion, 'Where am I anyways? Am I even the same gender?' It rolled on it's back, staring blankly at the dark sky. She sniffed, 'I'm probably still a girl, the gods are not this cruel.' She noticed something, the puppy sniffed the air, picking up some scents that she actually recognized! 'Smells like metal, garbage, blood, alcohol, and people!' She rolled back onto her paws, and pushed herself up shakily. Unlike before, she actually knew to stand on all fours instead of just her back paws. She squinted ahead, 'Looks like some things are moving over there.' She took a step towards it, but yelp when she tipped and fell on her face. She groaned, 'This isn't going to be fun…' she got back on her paws and tried again, this time she managed to stumble into the alley walls. She grimaced in pain, huffing deeply, 'Maybe..I could use...this wall to keep me up.' She pressed herself against the wall, hissing at the muck covering her burning at her skin, and started to move slowly down the alley.

By the time the puppy managed to get to the exit of the alley, she was panting harshly and slumped down against the wall. While the puppy got a hold over herself, she looked up and took in the open park just a few miles (in her eyes) away. It was a little gloomy, but she could see a few giants- no kids playing in the park. Some adults were hanging around, but she couldn't see what they were doing, all she could make out was their blurry forms. 'Maybe somebody could help me.' She thought hopefully as she evened out her breathing and stood back to her paws, she then took a few shaky steps into the opening, struggling not to fall over without the balance the wall gave her. She managed to make it halfway before falling again, as she tried once again to get up and get moving, she heard a voice speak from somewhere behind her.

"Look at that stray, it looks disgusting." A woman's voice stated, another voice followed, but the puppy was too busy in her thoughts to pay it any mind.

'Am I disgusting? Do I look gross?' She frowned deeply, 'If I look that bad, will anybody even bother helping me? If I saw a dirty puppy I would help it, but will the people here do that?' She really didn't know, she doesn't know what the people here act like, she doesn't even know what 'here' is for crying out loud! The puppy sigh softly, she was getting nowhere, she has to get someplace safer than laying out in the open or alleys. She looked behind her, but nobody was there, the ladies probably left during her thinking time. 'Okay time to move.' Just as she was getting ready to get up, a large object grabbed her fragile body, lifting her feet off the ground.

She yelped in surprise at being handled so quickly, before whimpering in pain from the pressure on her sores and bruises. Another dark object covered her eyes, then whatever was holding her started moving, causing a huge dose of vertigo to fill the girl. The injured puppy blanked out from a majority of the trip, trying to hold in her urge to throw up from all the moving her body was going through. After what felt like hours of holding herself back, she felt the person holding her stop. Another heavy rush of vertigo and the puppy was set onto grassy ground.

She laid there as still as she could, listening to the heavy footsteps grow further and further from where she was. She blinked open her eyes, before closing them at the sudden brightness in the area. 'Now where am I?' She rolled onto her stomach and pushed herself up into a sitting position. She felt her nose get rushed by scents, bright and colourful scents that happened to be just. To. Strong! The dirty ball of puppy scrunched her nose, looking around at the bright colors that rose above her head. She dragged herself closer to one of the bright yellow blurs, squinting at it in hopes of identifying what the plant was.

'I don't recognize this flower from my books, but it's really pretty. Just wish I could see it better.' She sneezed suddenly, rubbing her nose with a filthy paw. 'I guess I'm in a garden of some type, I didn't see any bright colors or plants back at that park.' She also had to use the bathroom, but she didn't want to ruin the pretty flowers.

After finding a place to relieve herself, the puppy stumbled through the garden, hoping to find a way out of the strong smelling area. She sneezed again, all the pollen was too much for the puppy's nose, she really needed to find a way out before she blew her nose off.

She didn't know how long it took before she managed to stumble her way out of the strong smelling flowers, 'Though...' She thought to herself, 'I think all I managed to do was find a clear spot with just grass, cause I still see the pretty flowers surrounding me.' She sweat dropped slightly, before shaking her head and yawning loudly. 'I'm so tired...how long have I've been awake? Man... no wonder babies sleep so often, I wonder how old I am right now...' She yawned again, curling up into a small ball, 'Hopefully I'll get something done tomorrow, maybe find some scraps to eat...' She trailed off, closing her eyes to dream of juicy hot dogs and spiky haired weirdos with large swords.

Chapter End

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