Ok, so this is my first fanfic. Please read it! Oh, and don't forget to review. Ok, so I should start off by saying that I do not own and FF7 characters or places. I really only own my character Missy at this point. And maybe that one soldier. But I don't want him. Here, you take him! hehe. But like I said, I dont own FF7 stuff, I only WISH I owned Cloud. ;) (sorry baby) I really hope everyone likes this, and if I get good reviews there'll be lots more to come! Now go read the beginning!

Chapter One-

Why was I one of the chosen ones?

Until the fight I could not see

The magic and the strength of my power

It was beyond my wildest dreams

"Dark Wings" by Within Temptation

I laid in my lumpy bed staring at the ceiling. I'm having too many thoughts again… I shifted to lay on my side. It's only 11:00 at night…I remember when I used to hang out past dawn. Now look at me, I'm stuck hiding out here. It was true. My interaction with the outside world had become less and less over time, and eventually, I had seemed to have faded into a state of nonexistence.

I let out a sigh of annoyance and shoved myself up and off the bed and gazed in the mirror. I frowned slightly, like the person I was looking at wasn't what I wanted to see. It wasn't that I didn't fancy my appearance. On the contrary I quite liked how I looked. I had dark brown hair that fell down about 6 inches past my shoulders. I always left it straight like this, it just suited me. Reluctantly, I met with the reflection of my eyes. I have big blue sparkly ones, which men always tried to tell me were gorgeous. I only fell for that line once. But today, there was no shine in there. Instead, there was a cut above my brow. It's healing fairly well, considering.

I turned away from the mirror and headed for the door. My leather jacket was lying on the end of the bed so I picked it up. I figured it might get cold, as it was nearing November. Despite that I still wore my black leather miniskirt and a black leather top that resembled a corset with thick straps. It had a red stripe down the center where it laced up. It wasn't so bad though, I had (you guessed it) black leather knee length boots to help a bit. That was me, the girl in all the black leather. It was my thing and it saved me from a nasty scar or two.

It was only a matter of seconds before I was down the stairs and out of the hotel. I wasn't entirely sure where I was, but it didn't matter. I would be moving along again soon. That was also my thing.

The streets were somewhat dark, and the concrete glistened with a thin layer of rain. It had that musty smell you get when the weather is just right. I loved it. At least this town is bigger than the last one. I do NOT do roommates. But I wonder where I am… maybe that lady there knows.

"Excuse me, but could you tell me what city this is please?"

"Why, this is Midgar! Did you lose your memory or something?"

"Or something…" I murmured. "Thank you very much" I nodded and walked off. I walked slowly with my arms crossed against my chest. I didn't have anywhere in particular to go, until I spotted a soldier. Then my direction was to be the opposite of his. Damn, don't those guys ever sleep? How many of them are left anyways…I thought they would be gone by now. Don't tell me it's coming back. Not now, not after all this. My life sucks… And with that I nearly kicked the lamppost, but refrained myself. That's the last thing I need. Attention. So I let out a sort of grunt instead.

Further down the street I saw another one. What is there a convention going on! Jeez! I lowered my head to look at the ground as I continued on, and prayed that I wouldn't be seen. During all my thoughts I bumped into something. Something warm. Oh shit… I nervously glanced up. A soldier. Of course…

"Heh…" I forced a nervous chuckle "I'm sorry!" I bowed my head down low as I apologized. Maybe he wouldn't notice.

"Watch where you're going eh!" he replied in a rude tone. I nodded again and hurried off but a hand grabbed my arm. "Wait!"

"Huh?" My only hope now was to play dumb, and lie like a dog.

"Do I know you?"

"I don't think so, I just have a common face, that's all." I was starting to get nervous, and I must have shown it because the soldier gave me a smile that sent chills up my spine.

"There's nothing common about your face, sweetie. Why don't I walk you home huh?" he stroked the right side of my face. I immediately whacked it away.

"Sod off!" I jerked my arm out of his grip and gave him the most evil glare I could make at the time. As soon as I turned around to head back to my hotel he grabbed me by the shoulders and turned me back.

"I knew I had seen you before!" His eyes had widened at his findings.

"I don't know what you're talking about! Let me go!" I screamed. I pushed him away and ran. I had no idea where I was running, but I ran like hell.

I made my way through the streets and rounded a corner in an alley. Dead end. That'll be me if I don't get away! My heart raced a little faster. On a normal day I could take him down easy. But I was weak right now and who knows how many other soldiers would see me if I started a fight.

I looked all around. There was no fence to climb, or an easy access to the roof. I'm screwed! I grabbed my head for a second to regain my sanity. Think damn it, think! Then it occurred to me. I looked back up and saw a rail that I had previously overlooked, and I smiled. I knew there was a reason I hadn't been caught yet. As I heard the guard running closer I jumped up and grabbed it, swinging back and forth. Finally, I swung hard enough that I managed to swing up above it. It took all my strength but I held it there, at the top.

The man ran into the alley and stopped. "I saw you! You're here I know it!" He walked forwards slowly. "C'mon, be a good girl and come back with me to them." He looked around more. I stayed still, trying to keep my breathing quiet. "We're not gonna hurt ya, as long as you come nice and quiet now." Like hell you won't…

He walked forwards more still, and then turned. I didn't think in a million years he would know to look up, but he did. And in an instant I let myself continue to swing the rest of the way around and let go as I kicked him in the chest. He tumbled backwards into a pile of boxes while I landed on my feet.

"Bitch!" he yelled at me. I merely smiled.

"I am aren't I? Catch me if you can!" I'll admit it. I like what I was feeling. It was a rush, all the adrenaline racing through me, acting on my instincts. And of course, there was the playful banter. My favorite part, besides the hitting.

Like a flash I ran. Out of the alley and back into the streets. I could hear him racing behind me and I ran faster. I wasn't sure where I was heading though, and it made me slow back down. Where AM I? Unfortunately, I forgot to start back up and the soldier grabbed me from behind.

"Looks like I'm getting a bonus!" he whispered in my ear. I jerked my head away. Sometimes I wake up and ask "why bother"; right now I was asking God to at least let a lightning bolt strike me down.

"And how much am I worth today huh!" I struggled to get free but it was in vain. The soldier had his arms wrapped around my lower ribs with my arms pinned under.

"I don't know, but I do know that you, Missy, are an extremely valuable asset to us." I could feel his smile as he pressed his mouth to my ear again. That didn't bother me so much as the gun poking into my back. "Now, you're gonna come with me and get on the train -quietly- and we are going to take you back where you belong…ok?" I then did something incredibly stupid. I laughed.

"You're not gonna shoot me and you know it! I'm useless dead." The gun poked in further and I heard a click.

"I can shoot you without killing you." I clenched my teeth as I tried to move me head further away. I really don't feel like getting shot today…

"Fine…you can take me on the bloody train." I was free to spin around. He still pointed his gun at me but he hid it partially inside his jacket.

"No need to call attention to ourselves." He stated as he noticed where I held my gaze. He stretched out his arm signaling that we were to leave. With a low growl I reluctantly followed him to the station and got on the train.

We stayed standing even though there was almost no one on board. The only people I saw was a young man holding onto the rail across from us, an old woman in the corner, and what appeared to be her grandson sitting next to her. I reached to grab the rail but instead I found a hand already resting on it. I quickly pulled away. Great now that punk is gonna try something. I looked away from him again with a grimace after I caught him smile. I felt a hand slide onto my waist and knew it was his. I lifted it off and shot a look back at him. That only made him smiled more, but he got my message. I tried to focus my thoughts and my eyes elsewhere, and I noticed the young man staring at the soldier with intensity. I shifted my eyes to see if my captor was staring back but the only thing he was looking at was the window, and probably me. So I reverted to my gaze to the man to see that this time he was looking at me. It was like he was trying to figure out why the hell I was with THAT thing over there. Our eyes met. He didn't look away, didn't blush, didn't change at all. He didn't have to, because I did. Pull yourself together Missy!

I figure it was ten minutes before the soldier spoke again. He came close and whispered, "Almost there, sweetie."

"Get off!" I hissed in a loud whisper as I shrugged him away. The young man looked over again.

"Leave the poor girl alone, will you?" he cocked his head and held his chin up slightly. The soldier scoffed and revealed the gun pointed at me.

"This isn't your business."

"Is now." Several cold looks were exchanged until I finally realized I had an opportunity.

SMACK! The gun flew across the air as the soldier flew to the ground. I had punched him in the jaw. Oh yeah, this here is my BEST thing. I grabbed onto the rail with both hands as he stood up and jumped on the bench and pushed off, kicking him in the process. I landed and stood with my feet apart and my fists in the air, ready for him.

"I don't think he'll be getting up." I spun around. It was that guy again. He had amazing blue eyes, like mine. It seemed familiar almost. They're so blue….and how on Earth does he spike his hair like that! "C'mon." he said it like a command, and it startled me. But mostly because I was too busy looking at him. All I could do was nod and let him lead me off the train.

"Thanks." I said.

"No problem. Will you be okay from here?"

"Yeah." I lied, I had no clue where I was, or if there were more soldiers out there. Despite that, the last thing I was going to do was ask for help. I started out to where I thought there might be a place to stay. I had taken only a few steps when I decided to turn back. I was going to ask why he was staring earlier but I saw him standing there, in the exact same spot, still staring. My mouth opened a little as I tried to make an attempt at something that at least sounded like English, but nothing came out. I was confused, and over what? A guy looking at me? That wasn't new. But he didn't look at me like everyone else did. It made me uneasy. It reminded me of things I longed to forget.

Noticing my obvious hesitation the man decided to say something instead. "I'm Cloud Strife." I hesitated but concluded it was safe. He did try to help me after all.

"I'm Missy." And with that I was satisfied enough to leave.

"You got a last name?"

"I…" I didn't turn to face him, only look over my shoulder. "I really don't." I remained for several seconds before I went. I really don't…

I don't know what happened after that. The only thing I know happened was I found somewhere to sleep without running into any more soldiers, because I woke up in the morning in a bed. And I was sober.

I'm 22, but I didn't drink that much. I didn't like to, it left me vulnerable. But some nights just suck beyond reason, and I had two in the past week.

I rolled over with a moan to see a clock reading 11:45 am. I let out another moan. Too tired to push myself up, I decided to just roll off the bed. I hit it with a thump. Finally, after several minutes, I found myself up and leaning on the dresser. Well, what do I do now? I gotta get out of this town, I can't risk running into another soldier. I contemplated my actions for a while till I came to the conclusion to do what I always do. Run away to a new city. Yeah, I'll find a nice town and lay low. I turned to grab my shadow blade and realized it wasn't there. It was still in other hotel room. Great.

My shadow blade had been my favorite over the years. It was a beautiful shade of silver and blue, with black and navy on it. The whole thing was around 40 inches long. Of course I had other weapons left at the hotel, but this one I couldn't let go.

So against my better judgment, I went back. It wasn't long before my precious weapon was back in its sheath and slung to my back. Next, I picked up two normal, silver guns. I checked to make sure they were loaded before I put them in their holster, connected it to the belt, and put it on. The last thing I carried was a slim dirk that slid into a slot in my right boot. I used to have such trouble carrying all this. It feels so natural now. I wish it didn't have to. I grabbed my leather gloves and put them on as I exited the hotel room door for the last time.

Before I could leave I stopped for a bite to eat. Once I found a suitable place, I sat down with my late lunch and spaced out. I finished and started walking back down the street again, humming to the song I had stuck in my head. It was an upbeat and cutesy Japanese pop song, which made my mood lighten. Before I knew it I was genuinely smiling for the first time that day. Maybe even that week. But that smile faded as I, once again, bumped into someone. I gotta stop walking with my eyes looking down to the ground. My heart almost stopped as I looked up to see who it was.