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Cloud screamed. Zack, so full of life, was dead. A helicopter appeared out of the clouded sky, and landed beside Cloud, the wind ruffleing his hair. Rufus stepped out, and his face showed no emotion, until he saw Zack. Bloodied and armour full of holes, he lay beside Cloud, who of which was oblivious to Rufus.

Rufus's face twitched, and his eyes filled whith unshed tears. He

stooped down to Zack's body, and put his fingers to his neck. A pulse.

A weak and shallow pulse. For the first time, Rufus noticed Cloud, He nodded.

Reno and Rude desended the helicopter and carried Zack's barely-alive body into it.

At the hospital, Cloud and Rufus sat in a waiting room, anxious to hear about Zack. The doctor walked in.

'I beleive this is yours.' The doctor handed Rufus a dagger with a bullet embeded into the blade, and Rufus Shinra engraved in the handle.

'Thank you, Doctor...'

'Graves.' Dr Graves finished Rufus's sentence.

'How comforting.' muttered Reno, who the doctor just realized was there.

'Friend of yours?' Cloud nodded.

'Please, Mr Shinra, Mr Strife, follow me.' Cloud and Rufus were led into a small white room, with naught one window, or any signs of good will or occupation. Nurses frowned and operated machinery. Zack lay in a white bed, his body riddled with IV needles and bandages.

He looks so peacful. Cloud mused, observing Zack's face. Clam and serene, he looked to be asleep, oblivious to the hell around him.

'His current state?' Rufus asked Dr Graves.

'He's in a stable coma, with a severe loss of blood, but we were easily able to identify his blood type and match it, and his replacment will arive shortly. However, he has several bullet wounds to the chest, one which should have killed him, but, Mr Shinra, your dagger saved him. It has sheathed exactly where the heart was located, exactly where the bullet was supposed to enter. Had the blade not been there, the bullet would have punctured his heart, and Zack would be most certainly dead.'

Cloud and Rufus nodded silently and strode to where Zack lay.

He was dreaming. Zack was 5 years old, and his dad had left the keys in his car. Zack opened the drivers door, and sat in front of the wheel. He loocated the keys and inserted into the ignition. He twisted it and the car roared to life. His mom came running out of the house, yelling at him to stop, but Zack stepped on a random pedel, and he zoomed off, at 100 mph. He turned onto random roads, and he didn't know how to stop. Other cars honked their horns, but Zack was having too much fun. Suddenly, a wild black dog ran infront of him. In surprise, Zack released the pedal. The car screeched to a halt. Zack sat there, with the car running, he didn't know how long until his parents caught up with him. They yelled at him for being so reckless, but Zack just smiled.

Cloud sat with his head in his hands. He wasn't crying. Cloud Strife did not cry. Ever. But an unbidden tear fell down his cheek. Cloud wiped it away before anyone could see.

Rufus paced back and forth across the small room. His face showed no emotion, but his insides were screaming. He noted Zack's face. He seemed to smile.

Suddenly, the heart moniter flatlined. Nurses rushed into the room. Two held a defibulator in her hands. The attatched it to ZAcks boddy. 'Clear!' His Body convuled at 1000 bolts of electricity peirced his heart.