Disclaimer: I don't really own Final Fantasy or it's characters. I haven't written a disclaimer in fuggin years! Wow this is actually a depressing thing to start the entire fic off with.
OC Disclaimer: The only OC I actually own in this fic is the Sephiria and Kel. The others don't belong to me.
Rosetta "Rose" Sonoma – Roseria Sylvester (Appears in Chapter 4)
Lucas Fedrick – Lucas Bane (Appears in Chapter 6)
Pikpixie – Rally Nightshade (Appears in Chapter 1)
Many more Ocs on the way...these are the ones I have now! Anyway this is a enough technical stuff...enjoy the fic.
Opening FMV: (Bombing MISSION Theme)
The damp and dark alleyways of the Loveless District in Midgar ran red with an Ex-SOLDIER's blood. He had a cute face, blonde hair and his head, severed from his body. As the sounds of footsteps knocked against the walls, the killer of this cute faced soldier, a woman with hair that sparkled of silver, quickly dashed off into the crowds of people in the night. Another woman in a pink dress with flowers came walking down the alleyway having stopped a mako furnace for warmth.
Spotting the dead soldier on the ground of the alley, she stopped to lie down a bouquet flowers being the only one...to mourn his death. As she looks up to the night's sky, the camera fades from her face and to the sky beyond.
As the camera pans back into a view of the city, the words in black appear with a crimson meteor in the back unlike the azure colored blue in the original logo.
No More Self Inserts: Final Fantasy VII
The supply track zoomed in snapping and clattering on the rails, breaking past a few various check points as it began to pull into the Reactor One train station. As the pressure locks and release levers deployed steam from the train's neck and sides. Out hop two people in flak jackets with matching bandannas on two unsuspecting ShinRa Guards patrolling the loading dock.
(New Recruit POV)
My head was throbbing, my throat was dry and it was cold, very cold. "C'mon new comer, follow me!" I heard the gruff overbearing voice and it did nothing to sooth my headache. I gripped the sides of my head and fell off the side of a metal platform falling down on another hard surface.
"Gerrr...ahhhh.." I turned my side then pushed off of the ground looking around, where the hell was I? I was in what looked like an old-fashioned train station. The platform I'd fallen off was the train itself, I stood on a dark and bleak loading station, at the end of the hall was a flight of stairs.
"Hurry the hell up!" I heard gunshots sound off as the voice beckoned me to follow-up the stairs.
Instead of consigning to that voice, I dropped my upper body putting my hands on my knees and bending over a bit to take a breath. "The fuck is..."
Before I could finish my rant, I heard the sound of footsteps rush my way. "There's one of them there! The AVALANCHE Terrorist!" I looked up to see what looked like a black barrel of an assault rifle point to my face.
"Holy...sh..."
All of a sudden the amazing happened, my body moved by itself. I turned the rifle out of my face drawing from my side a handgun and firing a shot into one of the soldier's neck. The other came at me with a night stick, I popped him twice in the chest and in a second both of them dropped like flies.
I panted and wheezed looking at the two dead men in front of me, I wasn't so surprised that I killed them as I were at my body. Having moved for just that second. It was fast, unexpected and shocked the hell out of me. "Hey HURRY up already!" I heard another voice, a new one scream this time.
"What the hell is happening?" I said and with that I took off running to the end of the train station and up the flight of stairs where I met three strange people. A fat guy with a red bandanna on his head, a man smoking a cigar with a red-head band and a dirty tank top. And finally a girl with thick circular glasses and short brown hair held back into a small pony-tail.
"Wow not bad, you used to be in SOLDIER alright. " The guy with the cigar said with a nod.
The girl with the glasses was kneeling down next to a large steel door messing with a few wires in a control panel. Wait a second, I know this scene from somewhere. I also know the attire of those soldiers I killed. Iron helmets, blue suits with armored shoulder pads. It's coming back to me...wait a second...am I?
"Wait SOLDIER? Aren't they the enemy...what's he doing in AVALANCHE?" Jessie asked looking back at me.
The fat man turned to all of us. "That's all wrong, remember. The Boss found out that SOLDIER guy got killed so he hired two other mercs to compensate. This guy and that girl."
"Oooooh yeah." The guy with the cigar opened a palm to me. "Name's Biggs, she's Jessie and the fat-so is Wedge. Didn't catch yer name."
"Me...uh... it's Kelvis. Just call me Kel." I nodded. These guys, I knew them...not directly but I knew them. They're the trio from the beginning of Final Fantasy 7. Oh my gawd...no...is this a fucking dream? But I can feel things, like exhaustion and heat and cold. What's going on here?! What happened to me?!
As I tried to remember my head throbbed with pain. I grabbed the side of my head and looked down, it hurt so bad it brought a tear to my eye. My memory came up blank...I knew who I was, I knew my life before I got to this world. I was a 24-year-old guy living with his girlfriend in a one bedroom apartment, I worked at a burger joint just to get by and wrote stories then sold them online. I was a bit of a geek, playing video games and sometimes getting drunk and watching anime. That's who I was...but...I just couldn't remember HOW I got here.
"What's wrong, Kel?" Jessie turned to me looking like a worried sister.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU ALL DOIN'?! I told you never to move in a group!" A massive husky man in a beige off white vest rushed us cursing. With that Biggs, Wedge and Jessie scrambled into three different directions. "Our Target's the North Mako Reactor. We'll meet on the bridge in front of it."
All of my gaming experience and final fantasy seven play-through told me well who this guy was, I knew his story like the back of my hand. Barret Wallace, the would be leader of AVALANCHE.
He glared at me as if I dressed in a ShinRa suit myself. "Rally and Tifa picked you up on the side of the street. Don't trust ya, don't trust anybody who just ups and joins my crew! I'm Barret...leader of AVALANCHE! Let's roll kid."
I wanted to say something but the words escaped me, that was a weird thing to say to someone. But he kind of helped me peace my origin together a bit. So Rally and Tifa found me? I don't remember the name Rally popping up in the Final Fantasy Seven series of games. Who was that?
As I saw Barret take off with huge strides towards the Reactor, I looked up at the massive building beyond and followed him. Through steel halls and streets, somehow just following his huge back, got me to the front of the Reactor. Wedge stayed behind near the front doors of the Reactor and kneeled down to begin tinkering with something.
I stopped to look at him while everyone else dashed into the Reactor. "What're you doing?"
"I'll secure the escape passage, you just concentrate on the mission, Kel." He said and with that he stood, turned and gazed at the Reactor longingly. "Geez, we're really gonna blow this huge furnace up! This'll be somethin' to see!"
The sound of blowing this place up sort of gave me a sinking feeling, I wasn't one for vandalism back on Earth. But for now I figured I'd go with this, I tried remembering the next scene of the game. It's the only thing that kept me sane for the moment, knowing what would come next. I followed the gang into the Reactor and the moment I walked through the door, the air had suddenly gotten heavier, hotter and more tense.
I straightened my cloths, a black button up long-sleeved which I rolled to my elbows. A red tie and blue jeans with red sneakers and a red ball cap with a black bill. Strapped to my right side was a handgun and wrapped around my back by a strapped was a riot shotgun. As I made my way over to the group. I noticed there was an extra person there.
A woman, semi-long dark brown hair tied up in a pony tail, chocolate-brown eyes, creamy peach skin. She wore a black T-shirt with a purple flame shaped heart on the front, faded blue jeans and black hiking boots. She also had tan wrist protectors that she hardly removed and a gold chain necklace with a matching dolphin charm.
Strapped to her lower back in a crossing X were two one-handed sabers.
"Rally, where were you?!" Biggs shouted pointed her out.
I stood confused, who is this girl? She wasn't in the game!
"What? We agreed to meet up here." The woman Rally was really cute, but she had the look on her face like she was already fed up with being here. She folded her arms and rested her back on a pipe waiting for Jessie to hack through the door.
"But you jumped off the train like a fucking maniac girl!" Barret shouted.
"Wasn't it you who told us not to travel in a large group?" She said which only ticked Barret off more. She looked at me. "Oh hi, you look better..."
"Hm?" I cocked my head to the side a bit. "Uhhh...what?"
"Don't you remember? Tifa and I fished you out of the Train Graveyard a few days ago...boy I'm really not in the mood for the 'I don't know who am' bit." She spat.
"Nah I know who I am, I just don't know what I'm doing here." I said patting my chest. And with that she looked at me strangely, in a way that made me feel like I'd turned into an alien.
"DON'T KNOW WHAT YER DOING HERE?!" Barret screamed. "AND YOU RALLY YOU LITTLE! RUNNING OFF BY YERSELF! THAT'S IT BOTH OF YA ARE COMIN' WITH ME!"
Awwww man, what happened to me? You see crap like this on Fanfiction dot net all the time, guy gets teleported into the Final Fantasy world. Guy helps save the world, guy makes out with hot FF female lead. I mean, you read about it in fanfiction but when it actually happens to you...Oh what the fuck am I even talking about now? Shouldn't I be thrilled that I'm here...yet I am not.
Male lead who actually kills Sephiroth isn't here!
I think Wedge said he was dead!?
CLOUD DEAD?!
So whose gonna fucking beat Sephiroth then? Dear God...
Now I wanna go home.