Blood Wars
Prologue
AVALANCHE.
The mighty resistence group that defied ShinRa, and killed Sephiroth. It was a certain group of people, a group of heros, people everyone wanted to be, but didn't have the courage to be. They could look up to them, and believe in them, because they didn't have the strength or courage to defy the higher powers. That, or they weren't crazy enough.
The group had become a stronghold in the events after Meteor. They weren't in the media much, as the group avoided most spotlight, but soon following the events of the Geostigma outbreak, and that of the Deep Ground attack, the group was even more highly held to the people.
With this newfound respect, the members of the group found it easier to succeed in the dreams they thought would never be possible. Some were minor, others large, but still, they all held a special place in their hearts, and all were for the betterment of the world.
So what dream was it that made the rift? That divided the unstoppable force? That made the members question their loyalties, and whom to trust?
And not only them, but what of the cities? The people? The Turks?
How deep does blood run? Whom is considered blood? How does that affect the decisions of a group? Especially when factors like that of greed and pride are taken to account.
AVALANCHE.
If all their dreams were to be for the betterment of mankind, what could've possibly split the group? What started it all? What started the war? The political games? The deaths? The pain? A whole new conflict in a world already torn to pieces? What was the main reason for it all?
Maybe if someone just would've said yes, it wouldn't have happened.
Or maybe if someone just would've said no.
A/N: And so it begins...this is something I've been working on for awhile. Short beginning, I know. But just you wait.