Chapter one~ Murder on the high seas
Five years after the fall of sephiroth, the world was begining to know peace once again. Shinra still exists, but it is now run by Reeve, and the Turks have become public servants. Midgar has been almost completely rebuilt after the attack of Meteor. With the world's Mako Reactors disabled, people have begun to use Fossil Fuels once more. Shinra has become now nothing more than a company to supply energy to the masses, and soldier has completely disbanded. Now most of them find work as Mercinaries. Midgar itself is now run by Barret and because of the new design, the slums are non-existant. After The death of sephiroth, Cloud and his party went their separate ways. Red XIII is currently cheif of Cosmo Canyon and the for most knowledge of lifestream and holy. Yuffie returned to Wutai to head the resident Dojo and train a new generation of ninjas which she is, ironically, a part of. Cait Sith was dismantled, as Reeve now has no time to control him. Vincent now wanders the world as a lost soul, searching for Lucrecia, the love he lost so long ago. Barret, as for mentioned, is the mayor of midgar and Polices the city with group of mysterious soldiers known only as "AVALANCH." He is a busy buisness man, but the events with Sephiroth made him realize hat he must spend more time with his daughter. He and Marlene now spend many of their weekends together engaging in activities of family merryment. Cid and Chera were wed only a few months after the battle with Sephiroth. They now have (to Cid's much dischord) a daughter who they named Aeris. They live together in The Rocket town where Cid has begun his own space program. Tifa decided to have Seventh Heaven rebuilt, but with much more extravigance. It is now a nightclub where people from the entire city are atracted to; Famous for it's delicious food and legendary cocktails
Then there was Cloud. Cloud now lived alone in Costal del Sol. He had a house there, and knew he needed to be alone. However, he had not intented to be alone for five years. I had to be Costal del Sol's peacful environment and tropical climate. People traveled the world over just to spend a few weeks here. He had a chance to live here. He should be feeling lucky, But he just didn't. It was the lonliness. No one was here with him. Sure, he had made friends in this area, but he needed his old friends. Though he way immensly glad the the menice of Sephiroth was long since gone, he missed traveling with his comrades. Cloud was having many battles in his own mind about his own morality. Sephiroth was gone. What did that make him? Now Cloud had to live knowing the fact that he is now the most powerful being ever to live. But he was a clone of Sephiroth. Not a total clone, but a Guinea pig thrust into everything by Soldier. Jenova cells existed with in him. How could cloud live, knowing that he was modeled after his greatest foe? Modeled after him, yet some how, he surpassed him. Yes, Sephiroth and Jenova absolute were defeated, but as long as Cloud was still alive, Jenova was too. Sephiroth was loahed by all, but did he have a true reason for it? Sephiroth was indeed a tormented man, seeking revenge against the world that spawned him for it's own selfish greed. Sephiroth's goal was to destroy everything, but seeing how tortured his soul was, almost justifies him.
"Sephiroth. I hated him and yet I used to belive him a friend." Said Cloud to himself as he lay in bed on a beautiful summer afternoon. "It's Shinra's fault. No matter what Sephiroth did, it all goes back to Shinra. But it's more than that. More than just Shinra. It was Hojo. He is the one who injected Lucrecia with Jenova cells. He is the one who started it all. But he got his in the end."
Cloud lay a while longer. He so missed his friends. "Why don't he go see them?" He thought. "There is no reason. Perhaps I should go see them? I have enough money. I think I will. I'll book the next boat to the eastern continent and then I'll show up and sirprise Tifa! Perfect."
Cloud decided to get out of bed and get dressed. His outfit had changed slightly since the old days. He no longer bore the shoulder pads. His cloths were the same, but now a dark crimson. He still had the Buster sword, and it was hanging on his wall. He had no need to carry it around any more.
It was the next day and Cloud was on the ship bound for Junon. A grin was upon his face as he leaned over the side, with the smell of adventure flairing in his nostrils. Everything seemed perfect. Soon he would be back on his way to see Tifa and everyone else. A young sailor walked up beside him.
"A hoy there sir. What be your purpose in this trip?" The sailor asked.
"I'm off to see some old friends. Haven't seen them in forever."
"Really? I'm doin' the same thing. off to see my little sister, Pricilla."
"Pricilla? Pricilla of Junon?"
"The very same! Say, you wouldn't happen to be that Cloud fella she mentioned a while back would ya?"
"Indeed I am!"
"Well, sir, she seems quite fond of you. In her letters she always tells me to look out for him and then tell her how you've changed."
"I would have thought she'd be over that by now." said Cloud with a swell of mixed emberassment and fond rememeberance.
"Well, apparently not." Said the young man,"By the way, my name is Miguel."
The two chatted Merrily long into the evening. as the moon began to rise they realised that they must rest. The boat would dock soon into the morning. They departed to their separate quarters. Both had become good friends in that long conversation, and had agreed that Cloud was to stay at Miguel's house for a few days. Everything was going perfect. Then, as Cloud was at the border of the land of dreams, he was woken by screams and the sound of people running. Cloud got up and ran outside. Then, laying on the deck in a pile of blood, was Miguel. Cloud quicly ran up and pushed people aside. He kneeled down and cradled Miguel in his arms.
"Tell pricilla I love her.", Said Miguel, with blood stuttering from his lips.
"Miguel, who did this to you?!" Cloud said in exasperation.
"It was...The man in the black cloak..."
Five years after the fall of sephiroth, the world was begining to know peace once again. Shinra still exists, but it is now run by Reeve, and the Turks have become public servants. Midgar has been almost completely rebuilt after the attack of Meteor. With the world's Mako Reactors disabled, people have begun to use Fossil Fuels once more. Shinra has become now nothing more than a company to supply energy to the masses, and soldier has completely disbanded. Now most of them find work as Mercinaries. Midgar itself is now run by Barret and because of the new design, the slums are non-existant. After The death of sephiroth, Cloud and his party went their separate ways. Red XIII is currently cheif of Cosmo Canyon and the for most knowledge of lifestream and holy. Yuffie returned to Wutai to head the resident Dojo and train a new generation of ninjas which she is, ironically, a part of. Cait Sith was dismantled, as Reeve now has no time to control him. Vincent now wanders the world as a lost soul, searching for Lucrecia, the love he lost so long ago. Barret, as for mentioned, is the mayor of midgar and Polices the city with group of mysterious soldiers known only as "AVALANCH." He is a busy buisness man, but the events with Sephiroth made him realize hat he must spend more time with his daughter. He and Marlene now spend many of their weekends together engaging in activities of family merryment. Cid and Chera were wed only a few months after the battle with Sephiroth. They now have (to Cid's much dischord) a daughter who they named Aeris. They live together in The Rocket town where Cid has begun his own space program. Tifa decided to have Seventh Heaven rebuilt, but with much more extravigance. It is now a nightclub where people from the entire city are atracted to; Famous for it's delicious food and legendary cocktails
Then there was Cloud. Cloud now lived alone in Costal del Sol. He had a house there, and knew he needed to be alone. However, he had not intented to be alone for five years. I had to be Costal del Sol's peacful environment and tropical climate. People traveled the world over just to spend a few weeks here. He had a chance to live here. He should be feeling lucky, But he just didn't. It was the lonliness. No one was here with him. Sure, he had made friends in this area, but he needed his old friends. Though he way immensly glad the the menice of Sephiroth was long since gone, he missed traveling with his comrades. Cloud was having many battles in his own mind about his own morality. Sephiroth was gone. What did that make him? Now Cloud had to live knowing the fact that he is now the most powerful being ever to live. But he was a clone of Sephiroth. Not a total clone, but a Guinea pig thrust into everything by Soldier. Jenova cells existed with in him. How could cloud live, knowing that he was modeled after his greatest foe? Modeled after him, yet some how, he surpassed him. Yes, Sephiroth and Jenova absolute were defeated, but as long as Cloud was still alive, Jenova was too. Sephiroth was loahed by all, but did he have a true reason for it? Sephiroth was indeed a tormented man, seeking revenge against the world that spawned him for it's own selfish greed. Sephiroth's goal was to destroy everything, but seeing how tortured his soul was, almost justifies him.
"Sephiroth. I hated him and yet I used to belive him a friend." Said Cloud to himself as he lay in bed on a beautiful summer afternoon. "It's Shinra's fault. No matter what Sephiroth did, it all goes back to Shinra. But it's more than that. More than just Shinra. It was Hojo. He is the one who injected Lucrecia with Jenova cells. He is the one who started it all. But he got his in the end."
Cloud lay a while longer. He so missed his friends. "Why don't he go see them?" He thought. "There is no reason. Perhaps I should go see them? I have enough money. I think I will. I'll book the next boat to the eastern continent and then I'll show up and sirprise Tifa! Perfect."
Cloud decided to get out of bed and get dressed. His outfit had changed slightly since the old days. He no longer bore the shoulder pads. His cloths were the same, but now a dark crimson. He still had the Buster sword, and it was hanging on his wall. He had no need to carry it around any more.
It was the next day and Cloud was on the ship bound for Junon. A grin was upon his face as he leaned over the side, with the smell of adventure flairing in his nostrils. Everything seemed perfect. Soon he would be back on his way to see Tifa and everyone else. A young sailor walked up beside him.
"A hoy there sir. What be your purpose in this trip?" The sailor asked.
"I'm off to see some old friends. Haven't seen them in forever."
"Really? I'm doin' the same thing. off to see my little sister, Pricilla."
"Pricilla? Pricilla of Junon?"
"The very same! Say, you wouldn't happen to be that Cloud fella she mentioned a while back would ya?"
"Indeed I am!"
"Well, sir, she seems quite fond of you. In her letters she always tells me to look out for him and then tell her how you've changed."
"I would have thought she'd be over that by now." said Cloud with a swell of mixed emberassment and fond rememeberance.
"Well, apparently not." Said the young man,"By the way, my name is Miguel."
The two chatted Merrily long into the evening. as the moon began to rise they realised that they must rest. The boat would dock soon into the morning. They departed to their separate quarters. Both had become good friends in that long conversation, and had agreed that Cloud was to stay at Miguel's house for a few days. Everything was going perfect. Then, as Cloud was at the border of the land of dreams, he was woken by screams and the sound of people running. Cloud got up and ran outside. Then, laying on the deck in a pile of blood, was Miguel. Cloud quicly ran up and pushed people aside. He kneeled down and cradled Miguel in his arms.
"Tell pricilla I love her.", Said Miguel, with blood stuttering from his lips.
"Miguel, who did this to you?!" Cloud said in exasperation.
"It was...The man in the black cloak..."