WARNING: RATED T FOR SOME MILD SWEARING... LIKE A LOT OF IT. XD
Moshi Moshi! Ok so this is gonna sound REALLY weird but this crossover for Final Fantasy 7 is actually a crossover with a bunch of shiz and a crazy dream I had once... buuuuut it's one of my favorites that I wrote with my favorite OC, the one and only, First Class SOLDIER, Lyra Maureen Silvertounge! *pauses for canned applause* Yaaaa... Lyra was originally for a book that I want to write when I'm older but I'm using her for "practice writing" aka fanfictions. When I decided to use her for practice, I first put her into a Final Fantasy 7 and Walking Dead fanfic on my iPod. It's called Ringing Bells but I think Imma keep that one private. This is actually the first fanfic that Lyra isn't in a zombie apocalypse. Well, first in my notebooks at least. :) I hope you all enjoy! This is gonna be a three or four part series (Hence the Part 1: Awakening) so when I get to the end of this one Imma write down Part 2 and so on and so forth. Please leave a review! I already got a bunch of chapters up in my notebooks for this fanfic so I may upload a lot a first but (ironically) I got a writer's block... ya... But please review and enjoy! :D
Chapter 1- My Life Sucks
I don't know how Hojo got Emalie's invention, but he did. He's not even a Time Lord like her! I mean, what the heck is wrong with the guy?! Well, besides he's crazy, evil, and a bunch of words that Tifa would never let me say (out loud). But still. He made me and dozens of other people go crazy by using friggin' mako injections. I was five at the time... and that's probably why I'm afraid of doctors... and needles... and shots...
Anyway, Avalanche and I have the guy cornered. Tee hee.
"I won it! Fair and square!" Hojo yelled.
"Okie dokie, give it up, Crazy," I growled. I was in demon form, with blonde hair so white it's almost blue and red eyes and my nails are pretty much claws at this point. Ya it's an understatement to say that I'm pissed. I have shadows coming off my back in the form of leathery, bat wings. Or at least that's what people tell me the shadows look like when I go demon on their ass.
"Lyra, be nice. You can kill him or make him go crazy later. Dammit, Vince! That goes for you, too!" Tifa said.
And then Hojo smiled. And giggled. What. A. Freak. And I'm talking!
Then I felt a flash of pain at the back of my head. I yelped.
"Hey!" Kadaj yelled. Since he's closest to me, he yanked my attacker back. And whoop-de-doo guess who it was! Rosso the Crimson! The Princess of Chain Mail! Seriously, bitch put some clothes on! Ya she's not exactly my favorite person in the world.
"The hell was that for?!" I yelled while rubbing the back of my head with my left hand. My right hand has the Dragonsword: a sword with no name (you may be asking why it's called Dragonsword, then. It's kinda a long story that I really don't know right now). It has a purple and green dragon on the hilt.
Rosso just smirked and jumped over our heads to Hojo.
"You'll see in a minute," she said with her annoyingly bad accent and an equally annoying glare. Hojo smiled and shoved my hair into a capsule and put the capsule into Emalie's invention. It was small and silver and blue and kinda sorta looked like a death ray. But don't worry! It's not! Emalie just really likes sci-fi movies. So I knew what it was but before I could react, the crazy idiot flipped the ON switch, aimed, and fired. There was a blue ray that shot from the machine to Avalanche.
"NO!" Well, too late for screaming I guess but I couldn't help it.
When the light was gone, in everyone's places were 15-16 year old versions of them. Vincent looked like he was a Turk again, Cloud was wearing football gear, Tifa was in a cheerleading outfit, and Yuffie was dressed as a geisha. Complete with make-up. And no more tall Yuffie. Now she was only a few inches taller than I am and I'm pretty fudging short!
Everyone was obviously shocked and I was obviously getting reaaaaaally pissed off for two things. Number one was that Hojo turned my friends into teenagers around my age and number two everyone was STILL taller than me when they were my age! UGH I SWEAR I HATE MY GENETICS SOMETIMES!
"What the hell?" Tifa said. Almost immediately she covered her mouth. Her voice was high and squeaky, which was kinda like mine but she talks louder. Much louder.
"Ugh! I thought I wouldn't have to wear this crap anymore," Yuffie whined.
Kadaj tugged at my arm.
"What's going on? We were hit by that ray... thing and we aren't younger," he said. I shook my head.
"We're already teenagers," I whispered.
"What?" Kadaj asked. Again, I may have a high, squeaky voice but it's really quiet so when I whisper it pretty much just looks like I'm not saying anything and I'm mouthing something like a crazy person. I cleared my throat.
"We're already teenagers."
"You mean-"
"Uh-huh."
"And-"
"Yup."
"...Crap we're in trouble."
"Mm-hmm..."
Reno had pimples and zits all over his face and Barret was short and skinny. Cid was the opposite. I mean, he was still skinny but now he's kinda chubby-ish. Reeve had sent Reno, Shelke, and Rude with us so they had changed, too. Shelke was... well, she was Shelke. Because technically, when she was fifteen, she looked ten. She'd never be able to change. Rude was tall like usual but he was in a basketball shorts and a red jersey. He... He didn't really change either.
Suddenly, there was a flash of purple and when I looked back, Hojo and Rosso were gone. Stupid Teleportation Materia. No offense, Yuffie.
"Lyra! Explain," Tifa squeaked in a higher, squeakier voice. If that was possible and the laws of science and sound or whatever was actually letting us hear something that bats could hear perfectly fine.
Everyone was looking at me for some explanation. Ohhhhhhh boy... I looked at them and took a shaky breath. My eyes were still red but my hair was turning a light brown. Slowly. For some reason, when I'm done being mad or being demon my hair changes colors a lot slower than normal.
Aaaaaaand they're all still looking at me... Ok, so talking/singing in front of groups of people is not really my thing. I stammer and stutter and get REEEEAAAALLY nervous!
"Um... S-so Reeve d-didn't exactly explain to anyone what th-that thingie could d-do so uh you know... heh-heh," I said quickly with a nervous laugh.
"Lyra spit it out," Cloud said. Why, thank you... you spikey haired jerk...
I rubbed my left arm. It was covered in geostigma. And when I say covered I mean COVERED! Like, so much of that painful, nasty shit that you can't even see my skin. You can only see my stigma. My right arm has a giant birth mark that looks like a tattoo only because my DNA is wonderful shit and made it shaped and colored like a frickin' dragon. Why, universe? Why?
I paced a few steps.
"Mmm ok so! Emalie's a Time Lord and that gun machine thing is her little invention and its supposed to... ah how do I say this? Ok so you use DNA from a young person and you stick into the thingie and it turns people into that person's age. And vice versa for old person DNA. She made it so she could help slow down human aging and 'hopefully' help the human race achieve immortality or some shit," I finally spit out. Aaaaaaand I was deafened.
"WHAT?!"
"How do you fix it?!"
"I can't stay like this forever!"
"AAAHHHH!"
"Guys, it won't be fixed until we get Emalie's invention back and reverse it by-" I started when they were done.
"Lyra, we don't speak Time Lord," Yuffie said. I sighed and facepalmed. I glanced at Kadaj. He was looking at the ceiling trying not to laugh (and now to quote the Junie B. Jones books (I don't care if they're for kids; they're funny) "I looked up there too but I couldn't see anything") while everyone else panicked. And then BOOM! my cell phone rings and everyone is so freaked out by this shiz that we all jump.
"Moshi Moshi," I said when I answered it.
"Lyra? Hi. Did you finish the mission?" Uh-oh. I quick covered the speaker microphone thing.
"It's Reeve," I said. Everyone looked like they were gonna panic some more. Yippee. I uncovered the speaker thing.
"Uhhh," was all that I could say.
"He got away didn't he?" Reeve asked in a disappointed voice.
"Wha- puh- he- you know- yeah. Sorry. And to make it worse, it does reverse age. And some certain grownups got beamed by the thing and now they're kinda sorta my age. You see, whatever they were doing at four in the afternoon, November 4th when they were my age-" I was cut off.
"They're your age," he asked.
"Yeah. I mean, yes sir," I said.
"And they are all teens?"
Nooooo really?! Where'd you get that idea?!, I thought sarcastically.
"Uh-huh," I said.
"And incapable of holding a job, paying bills, and are wearing the clothes they were wearing then? And they can't take care of themselves now?"
"Yup. Pretty much," I answered. I heard him sigh on the other end.
"Ok. I'll call Helga Sims up and you guys- kids- people will stay there and go to school in Midgar," Reeve said finally. Who da hell is Helga Sims? And what the hell do you mean by SCHOOL?!
"What?! But-" I tried.
"No buts. And go shopping for new clothes. We don't want them to stand out too much. And I'll send someone to clean this mess up," Reeve said.
"Hey," I protested.
"Don't worry. It'll be okay. I know this is the first failed mission you all had since the whole Omega thing but-"
"Yeah. Whatever. Bye." I hung up.
"Well?" Yuffie asked. I told them the plan and left the caves outside of Nieblehiem, leaving their protesting behind.
Now here's where I explain some really crazy shit. It's gonna be helpful later on in my story so- no offense- pay attention, please.
When I was six months old, my mother Hannah Silvertounge died on my ceiling. She burned on there because of a demon attack (Crowley was the demon and he's pretty much responsible for some very sad and depressing stuff in my life). My dad, brother, and I barely survived. The reason Hannah died was because she was half angel, half demon, and full Sayion. She is- she was the first Hybrid of her kind. I'll explain in a minute. My dad is still alive and he is a full-blooded Time Lord. And he goes by the Doctor. He gave up my brother, Percy, and I for our own protection. Dad thought he was the reason Hannah died. Percy is the same as my mother and as far as I know, he's still alive.
I'm half angel, half demon, half Time Lord, and half Sayion. After Dad gave me up, I was adopted by a nice couple that died in a fire when I was five. Then I literally ran into Angeal who took me to the ShinRa Electric Power Company where I met one of my friends, Zack Fair. I knew Sephiroth, Genesis, and Angeal personally because at first I was given to Hojo. Buuuut I was a really, really, really violent five year old. I couldn't exactly control my powers and abilities then. Hojo and Mr. Shinra were so impressed that they put me into the SOLDIER program, making me not only one of the only girls but also one of the youngest in ShinRa. I was six when I became First Class SOLDIER Lyra Maureen Silvertounge. I watched Zack get shot to death and I helped Avalanche take down ShinRa. I was about seven at the time it fell. Cloud and Tifa were about to take me in when some stupid social service agents came and took me to the Midgar Insane Asylum and Rehabilitation Center for Mako poisoning. Yeah, giving mako to a five year old? Not a bright idea. My brain is all Silent Hill meets Alice the Madness Returns now! I should sue their asses!
Anyway, I was only in there for a year, but it was still the worst year of my immortal life so far. Luckily, Sam and Dean Winchester broke me out when I was eight. Thank you Tifa for sending them! I don't remember much about the place because I made myself forget what happened inside, but I know it was bad. I have a large scar on my back and crisscross scars on my fingers from Mr. Brock's whip. She was the headmistress and pretty much the evil overlord and was in charge of punishment.
After the asylum, I was adopted by some friends of Tifa's. That was around the time when Omega and Deepground popped up (I helped with that, too). When I was about ten, my new parents died. Basically my life sucks!
"Hey, Lyra! Wait up!"
I turned around with my arms crossed and walked down the path backwards. Kadaj was running towards me while everyone else moped their way out of the caves.
What's funny is that since Kadaj and his brothers joined Avalanche after the whole Reunion with Mother thing, I maybe kinda sorta had a teeny tiny crush on Kadaj.
He kept running down and stopped a foot away from me. I realized I had stopped walking.
Ok! So maybe it's a huuuuuuge crush! Jeez! He's just really nice when he wants to be and if you're in trouble he stands up for you and if some stupid kid starts randomly pushing you around on the sidewalk and starts calling you a Shinra Freak, Kadaj pretty much beats the kid to a pulp... Ok so that sounded bad but what I'm trying to say is that he's a really good friend and probably only thinks of me as a friend. And his hair reminds me of moonlight and his eyes make me feel funny and it takes everything I've got not to stammer like an idiot whenever he talks to me- ok so yes I like him. So what? He's really nice when he's not being moody!
He looked at me with those eyes of his. And CUE THE BUTTERFLIES IN MY STOMACH!
"So the plan is that I take the guys to go get clothes, right?" He asked. I nodded and looked at the ground. I usually look at the ground when I talk to people anyway.
"Do I have to or-?"
"Yes. Would you rather take the girls?" I looked up as he turned red.
"No that's fine. I don't want to walk around Victoria Secrets," he said quickly. I smiled.
"Thought so."
When we got to the mall, I was bored already. Unless it's Christmas or grocery shopping, I. Hate. Shopping. Kadaj and the guys went one way and me and the girls went the other. Yuffie was wiping of the last of the geisha make-up when we got to a JC Penny.
"Holy crap. This is bigger than Wal*Mart," Tifa said. We usually get our clothes from Wal*Mart because it's a whole lot cheaper. But Reeve gave us some gil when he dropped us off here. But we haven't been to a mall in months. I think...
"Hey Lyra. How much clothes do you think they have here," Yuffie asked with a suspiciously evil smile.
I took the safe side of this conversation and shrugged.
"It's just clothes," I mumbled. I crossed my arms. Yuffie stuck her tongue out.
"Party pooper."
"Hey at least I'm not a geisha."
"Well I actually have more clothes than you."
"Ya but all I need is three shirts, two pairs of jeans,one pair of shorts, three skirts, and one dress. I don't like getting in touch with my 'inner sparkle' or 'inner girly-girl' or whatever you called it the other day," I said back.
Yuffie opened her mouth to say more when Tifa jumped between me and my friend.
"Hey I know! Why don't you buy clothes, too! That way you won't be left out and we can stop this fight! 'Cause that clerk lady looks like she's about to take out a hammer," Tifa said happily. Teef looked so excited about this idea that I couldn't refuse. Plus, even though she's been biologically shrunk down to my age she's still technically older than me and can still ground me for arguing in a store.
I groaned.
"Alright! Fine! But only cause I don't want to be grounded," I said. They dragged me from one end of the store to the other and through a gazillion more before it was time to meet up with the guys. But by then, I was pretty much half dead and half asleep from boredom.
Well, I hope you guys like it! Here's a little fun fact that's most likely obvious: I really love writing. The first chapter is EIGHT pages long in my notebook and if you count front AND back, the first chapter is SIXTEEN PAGES LONG! And that's just the first chapter! I had to cut the chapter short when I typed this up! I guess this fanfiction is going to be longer than I thought... I hope you all stick around for the entire thing! It's kinda confusing because I meshed most of my favorite animes and TV shows and movies and a couple really weird but funny dreams that I had into this so reading each chapter at least once will help people understand the end. Or at least that's what I think. But you're all smart people so I know everyone who reads this will at least get what I'm trying to say. If you can do that then you know what's going on! And don't worry! It gets better as it goes along and I'll try to shorten up the chapters but I don't know by how much. I tried being funny in this fanfiction but my sense of humor is kinda strange so I'm really really sorry if it seems like I'm trying too hard. And yes I really do hate shopping. I based Lyra off myself but if any of you want to, you can imagine her as yourselves! Anyway, I hope you enjoyed! Please Review! Just no flaming, please.
Sayonara, peeps! :D