"Mixed Tales"
Chapter One
The dark sky hung above the building of SHINRA as the president angrily tapped his desk listening to his high general, Heidegger. The fat man in green paced the floor, and nervously described the situation.
"It seems, sir, that there have been recent problems occurring with the troops that were dispatched to the mountains."
"What kind of problems?"
"Well…the troops were found slaughtered, but there were no traces of an attacker, sir."
"Could it have been Sephiroth?"
"But sir! I said…"
"Be quiet, IDIOT! Sephiroth is not an amateur, he could have easily killed them without anyone noticing!"
"…so what should I do about this?"
"Send more troops…if they receive the same fate, then they will be left behind…"
"Yes sir." He began to walk out, but the President cut him off.
"…and Heidegger, make sure this doesn't leak to the press! I'll have your head if it does."
"Yes sir."
Heidegger angrily stormed to the SOLDIER HQ, pushing everyone out of the way as he did. He sat down in his chair, and made an announcement, "REPORT TO STATIONS IMMEDIATELY!"
The SOLDIERS were aligned at the front in a matter of minutes, and Heidegger stood in the front.
"A selected few will be dispatched to the mountains…refuse, and there WILL be consequences!"
He selected twelve soldiers, and at the head was a soldier named, Zack. Zack led them, knowing what he might be up against, but he showed no signs of fear. Four of the foot soldiers were armed with a sword (including Zack), and the rest carried guns. The heavy winds were no match for them as they climbed the stony mountain. Snow sprinkled down and cooled their heavy faces. After several Hours (They made really good time) they had reached the top of the mountain. Body's lye everywhere. Some were even tampered with, by nature (half-eaten, stiff from the cold, half-decomposed). Two of the Gun Soldiers turned back from shock. The other nine continued, though. It was strange…the place was covered with strange lights, they flew about the air like pixies.
Zack tried to touch one, but it went straight through his hand. He looked at the others strangely. None of them understood what was going on, neither did he. But as he began his search around the area, a small, yellow cloud came up from behind him, and leapt into his body. One of the Sword bearers ran forward, but the others were too nervous. The man watched as Zack's body began to glow bright. Zack's screaming echoed for a minute, then when it finally stopped, he looked at the lone soldier. He was different. He slowly raised his sword, then sliced at the soldiers arm making a direct hit.
The soldier looked up from the ground, he was in a lot of pain, but never had he screamed, even with a wounded arm. He then took up his own sword with his free arm, but he couldn't…Zack was his best friend…how could this happen?…What was wrong with him? Zack's fury did not stop though, he attempted another blow at the soldier, but this time, he missed. Behind him, a dark hole was being created in the air, out of nowhere. The lights swarmed out of Zacks body and into the hole. Zack fell unconscious. The wounded soldier neared his friend, and checked him. Zack was still alive, he would be fine.
Then, he looked at the others, "Bring him back to Midgar, there's a church in the slums, I can trust the girl that lives there, she'll help him. Can't trust the damn Infirmary in that building. But when you return, tell Heidegger that it wasn't Sephiroth…"
"But, where do you think your going, with you wound? We've got orders, and you do too!" said one of the other sword wielders.
"I'm going to find out more. Don't follow me, I don't know what's in this hole."
"Heidegger's not going to like this. What do we tell him about you?"
"Tell him I died…or something, you know what he'll say."
"Fine! But you better come back, you're gonna be moving up rank soon."
"Since when did you care? Now just go before we get even more sentimental!" He looked at the hole, then made his way inside of it.
"C'ya…Cloud."