Title: Violators of Fate
Disclaimer: I own nothing except my computer, the clothes on my person, and my sanity, sometimes not even that... Square owns all characters, places and stuff...
Summary: A FF7 and FF8 crossover with some original characters from my messed up imagination.
Warning: Rated for later yaoi. (Cloud x Original character. References to Cloud x Zack) If you dunno what it means, please find out before you read this. Flames will be laughed at, since you obviously didn't read the warning.
Notes: Thanks to Dan, if it wasn't for your bitching about wanting to get Rift started, I would never of had the motivation to keep working at this one.
Original characters: The characters of Riel, Kassandra, Tirioch and Gallirax are mine and mine alone, nya ha! Any other original characters, I'll mark their names with an asterisk/star when their names are mentioned, since they only play minor parts. The above-mentioned characters won't be marked, since I just mentioned them... duh...
Prologue: Flight from disaster.
Running, running, running. It was all he could do. The heat was unbearable, but he was too weak to fight, he had to run. It was all he could do.
Pain, grief.
But, where would he go? He didn't know what lay outside the forest. Sure enough, his father had told him stories, but even they were stories form his father, and his father, passed down for generations.
The sting of branches slapping his face, splinters in his cheeks. The sting of wounded pride. Pain, grief, loss.
He heard the screams behind him, and tried his hardest to block them out. Just keep running, don't look back, don't let your honour make you turn around and run back to that place, don't blindly return to battle to have your life snapped away from you, you have so much more to lose than just your life, don't put the helpless in danger.
The stench of death and burning trees. Pain, grief, loss.
Murder.
More screams, this one a cry for help, crying his name for him to come back and save them, to protect them from this murderous intruder. And it took all that he had to not turn back. Run, run and not look back. Never ever look back.
Screams of agony, "Help! Help! He-" A cry cut short by a blood thirsty blade, a blade that has snuffed out the lives of many. Too many. A thirst that will never be quenched until the last one is dead.
Pain, grief, loss, murder, guilt.
Hiding behind a tree for a moment, a tree that is still untouched by the flames, he checks the tiny bundle in his arms, turning the blanket back gently - ever so gently - and checking on the child. Who yawned sleepily, oblivious to the massacre that was occurring not too far away. Oblivious to the loss of his own family.
"It won't be long, my son." He tells the child, "We'll be safe soon. I promise."
Protect him, he must be protected. And if it costs lives, then so be it. Many lives will be lost, but many more will die if the child does. Protect... protect.
Wrapping the child snugly again, and clasping him tightly to his chest, he keeps on running, running, running. He will find a safe haven for his child. He will. He must.
The life of the Planet depends on it.
Okay, I know that was short, and there seemed like there was very little to do with any ff, but it was there! Did you see it! Blink and you'll miss it!
Anyway, it's only a prologue, and I know it doesn't make much sense, but it will eventually, trust me, okay?
Review please! Always appreciated!
