Hey guys, here is the story in that Universe i am building. I hope you will enjoy the read. Okay now read on.

Fugitive

Prologue

There is no way that the world could be like this.

Large fires were burning through everything as screams echoed across them. They were nothing that could be done as the destruction spreads across the entire village with people as they ran from the explosions that were happening across the entire area. The earth was shaking with each of the booms that echoed across us as black smokes grew over the sky…

And standing there watching the destruction with large eyes was a young woman who was running through the area, her long dark hair dancing as she made her way toward where her house was. The young woman had simply left the village a few hours ago to go ice fishing in one of the lakes within the mountains but as she was fishing there, the booming sound in the distances drew her attention back toward where her village was.

When she had seen the smoke in the distance, the young woman didn`t even stop to think of what could have caused the flames. She dropped everything that she had been holding then and dashed into a nonstop run back toward the village, wanting to find her father and make sure that he was okay.

The young woman, huffing and out of breath made her way toward where her Father`s dojo was situated and found the building in flames. She stood there her eyes wide with horror as she stared at the place in front of her.

The young woman didn`t even hesitate. She rushed right into the burning building throwing it open. She ran through the flames covering her face from the force of the heat around her as her eyes searched the surroundings.

"DAAAAD," she called, glancing around herself.

She walked through the flames, the fear in her heart growing even stronger as she glanced around herself searching through the bright flames but there was no use…it was becoming too hot within the place and she heard the cracking of food as one of the part of the roof above her crashed down a few pace away from her causing her to let out a short scream, jumping away.

She approached the place where her father`s studies was situated and bashed the door down. The young woman looked up toward the figure that was standing in the middle of the flames, the long silver hair dancing as the person turned to face her…

It was a man that much she can see but his eyes were unnatural as they had a bright venomous green color, and they reminded her of the eyes of a feline…an animal. As the person had turned to face her, she got a view of what the mysterious man was standing in front of.

The young woman feel her eyes widen.

"DAAAAAD," she yelled in terror.

The man was seating on the ground, his clothes completely covered in blood. He wasn't moving as well and his head had fallen forward. The red blood was flowing all over the ground around his body and there is no saying that he was dead.

Then the woman turned her attention toward the man, seeing the blank look upon his face as the green eyes observed her curiously. The woman felt her hatred growing within her heart as she glared at the man in front of her and then she tightened her fist before charging forward with a yell.

But the man was quicker.

He moved too fast to be normal and before the young woman was aware of it, something had stabbed her straight through her stomach causing her eyes to widen in shock and in surprise at the feeling.

She glanced down at where she had been stabbed noticing the long blade that had seemingly come out of nowhere to stab her through…

Then with what seems like to be a casual flick, the silver haired man threw her off the blade and she crashed through the wood of the wall and unto the snow outside of the burning dojo. She can feel blood seeping out of her wound as she slowly rolled upon her side, holding it and the man walked out of the house, his clothes not looking an inch that the flames had hurt him.

The young man stared at him as he walked toward her, his blade glinting in the flames and she can see blood- her blood- dripping upon the snow as it slid down the blade form. She was terrified out of her mind as the cat like green eyes focused upon her, doing everything she can to put some distance from the man as he approached but then the impossible happened.

The man`s attention seems to have been drawn away from her. He was looking at something in the distance and the woman heard him whisper something sounding strangely like Mother before he turned away from her, ignoring her completely until he was completely gone.

The young woman lied there, staring at the spot where the man was a few minutes ago completely taken aback by what had just happened but the pain in her stomach drew her attention once again as she placed a hand upon the wound as she slowly started to stand up, her hands holding her side.

Her breathing was labored as she walked away from the village…the screams long since stopped. She had to go get help from SHINRA, for the company was the one that sponsored their village…she had to…

Whatever her next thought was suddenly cut off when she stumbled over a tree roots which had been hidden by the snow, sending her sprawling forward falling down a small hill and landing into a body of water…

A green body of water…

The young woman found herself sinking deeper into the green glowing waters around her as her breath got cut off and the sky in front of her becoming overcame with a greenish tint…

And darkness came over as breath become shorter…and she was trying to swim back…

But instead of going up…she was sinking deeper into the abyss…

Then two red wine eyes opened.

The room was in complete stillness as moonlight pierced through the window. The woman slowly looked around herself familiarizing herself with her surroundings before her form relaxed from the shadows of her nightmare. The small apartment had a fan which was on and the cool breeze within the room. The light of the clock on the side of the bed showed that it was 3 in the morning.

She can see that the T.V. was off and that Mog was asleep in a corner of the room causing her to sight softly as she ran a hand through her hair. She didn`t think that she`d be having that nightmare again after so long since it happened.

The young woman got off the bed and made her way toward the bathroom and turned on the light, brightening the small bathroom she had stepped into. Then she glanced at herself in the mirror. Her bright eyes were brown in some light but she knew that they were a deep wine red and she turned her attention toward the tap in front of her and opened it, letting the cold water hit her hands before starting to wash her face.

Then she used her shirt to wiper her hands and when her shirt was up, a black mark was upon her skin. It was a long thin line upon her skin and the woman froze, her gaze drawn toward where the mark was and she softly touched it, with her fingers…

She can still feel the blade within her body…the echo of pain when she was stabbed…and the blood that was falling from her hands…

The woman shook her head, to rid herself of those memories, after all, she abandoned them a long time ago.


Upon a hill overlooking the entire city, three large motorcycles came to a stop. Their riders stayed upon their mechanical monsters as they overlooked the large city that spread out beneath them. The one on the left had long hair, flying behind him as his pale cat like green eyes glowed dangerously in the early morning light. The one on the far right had short hair pulled back in a slick way with a strange mechanism on his right arm. The one in the middle had his hair falling in front of his eyes and he used his gloved hand to pull it away.

"Well, Yazoo?" he asked.

The long haired man took a deep sniff of the air and let out a deep sigh.

"She is here," Yazoo said, a small smile appearing upon his pale face.

"Is sister really going to help us find Mother again?" the short haired man asked.

"Of course she will," the one in the middle laughed, "After all, she is our sister. What kind of child would she be if she doesn`t help her own brothers?"

"Well if she doesn't…then we`ll show her right?" Yazoo said, his hand fingering the weapon that was straddled to his waist.

"Now, now Yazoo," the one in the middle said, "We are going to talk to our sister first."

"Like that worked out the first time," Yazoo said, his voice showing a tint of anger.

"SHINRA had gotten it`s pawns on her first," the one in the middle said, "She was untrustworthy of everyone…and we have decided to give her a little time to adjust to Mother`s gift but now, she will talk to us and maybe…she might be in need of a use of some persuasion."

The large man laughed.

"Now that`s what I enjoy," he said, "Persuasion."

The one in the middle leaned forward upon his bike revving the engine.

"Come now, let`s go greet our dear sister," he said.

He sped down the road that was on the steep leading down the road with the other two following after him.

So ends the prologue. I hope you have enjoyed the read.

Jacques0 out.

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