Im sorry the beginning is so short, I promise it will get longer. But I had first written it on paper so I could not actually tell how much it really was. Be nice, this is basically my first fanfiction...so Yeah! There may be some minor future Yaoi and other things involving Zoel but any parts with it will probably be in a separate sort of area so that people who dislike it can just skip over it while not actually missing anything truly plot important. Have a good day or night.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything to do with Final Fantasy of any franchise, which is good for them. I only own Zoel.

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Fatigue and cold wet hair loomed heavily upon Zoels shoulders, as he closed his front door behind him with a click. Escaping from the pouring rain and thunder that overwhelmed the outside world. Dark black hair dripped down his neck and upper back as a equally wet jacket was hung up on a rack to dry.

Zoel had been out photographing when it had started to thunder on him. Usually it was not a problem for him, but when your suspended in the air wearing a metal harness and wire on the side of a high-rise building? Yeah, then he would be worried. Being a freelance photographer was hard but ever more so when on the other side of his ViewFinder was the underworld. Drugs, human trafficking, smuggling, you name it. He shot it despite the risk. He always used some fancy equipment to keep himself sight and get a shot of his targets. When and where they least expected it, like the side of a high-rise building or from the ventilation shaft over the ceiling. He as also good at escaping and getting away, running for his life. Which as often the case if he was running from a target, they usually were not exactly delighted about being caught and photographed.

The batch of photos he had taken just before had been of a drug deal between two Yakuza gangs in Vancouver city of British Columbia, Canada. His home country. He could tell that they were not the best of quality due to the rain once he had uploaded onto his computer. But he could refine it more in Photoshop which was easy enough when compared to actually taking the photos.

"This batch of photos should pull me in some good cash when I publish it to the authority's" Zoel deduced to himself silently as he rubbed his wet heavy hair with a dry towel to dry it off so it would stop dripping down his back much to his annoyance. "I should be able to afford that new final fantasy models collectors edition that came out a few months back..." He had wanted it for a while now but had been waiting for the price to be lowered or go on sale.

Zoel himself was not a person you would probably see as a geek, or as he preferred 'Final Fantasy guru'. But he was one, but more specifically Final Fantasy 7. Which in his opinion was still the best of all the Final Fantasy franchises out there these days.

"Perhaps I should try out that new mod for FF7 on PC that has been going around for a little bit apparently..." Zoel found himself musing to himself quietly as he opened the Steam file to the game. Soon after opening up a Zip File in Google Chrome and starting the downloading process. The mod was apparently supposed to be a graphic enhancer and game play improver as well. It had been recommended to him through a anonymous tip about a week ago. At the time, he had been hiding from a gang that he had been accidentally seen by when he had gotten just a little to close.

"Damn...This could take a little bit to download..." Zoel hissed to himself in annoyance, looks like Steam was having a hard time processing the files. "I should probably check on my cameras while it downloads, they got a little we-" He was interrupted by his door crashing down as a kick hammered the wood down. Zoel was startled by the abrupt noise and grabbed his pocket knife from his side "Shit!" He cursed to himself as several sharply dressed Asian men charged in with shiny black pistols.

"我々は最終的にあなたを見つけた！あなた横柄な写真家！死ぬ" He heard them yell but his attention was focused on the clicking of a loaded gun

"Oh shit! There going to shoot me!" That thought ran through his mind in a split second before there was a bang and a faint click from behind him. Accompanied by a blinding white pain in his chest around his heart. Then, everything was enveloped in a white light and then the world faded to black.

A harsh light filtered through his closed eyelids accompanied by a harsh pain in his chest making him groan in pain, curling into a ball. Clutching at the point of his pain, he could feel it was wet and sticky, blood. His blood and in a fair amount...

"Right...I was shot in the heart...Am I dead..?" He mused to himself pitifully as he slowly forced his eyelids open, squinting them instantly as light hit them harshly. Waiting for his eyes to adjust fully, he appeared to be outside on the ground in the desert...Had those men left him here to die? Wait...Desert..? He did not live anywhere near a desert! Struggling against weakened limbs, he managed to raise his torso, to look around. Everything was a messy blur, probably from blood loss. In the distance he could see the black looming figure of a city...Midgar?

"I must be hallucinating from blood loss...There is no way that is possible. Midgar is in a video game!" The thought was quickly shrugged off from his mind. But if he still did not get help soon, it would not matter. "Urg...Someone..." He mumbled hearing a faint pounding from behind him...voices..?

"Oh...there's someone in front of me...But I can not focus and tell who..." Zoel thought before trying to speak but only managed a raspy sound from his parched throat..."My vision... must...stay...awake" His thoughts tumbled into darkness as his eyes closed shut slowly...The world fading into nothing.

Arg! It's so hard to edit this, every time I edit it, it just does not show up, it's really annoying!