I've had an idea: a re-telling of Advent Children, but with an OC added to the mix. Enjoy.
The Lifestream. That is the name that we've given to the energy that is the lifeblood of our Planet, fuelled by those who have lived, and who will live. A pure light that shines throughout our Planet; a symbol of its endurance.
The Shinra Electrical Power Company discovered a way to use the Lifestream as an energy source. They converted it into a substance known as Mako, and they used it to power everything, from television sets to airships. Thanks to Shinra's Mako, we were all able to live comfortable lives. But wasn't that because we were taking away from the life of the Planet? Many of us thought so.
Shinra had a powerful military, of which I was a member. The strongest of the military were known as SOLDIER, and they were infused with Mako themselves; some even had Jenova Cells implanted in their bodies. Jenova was a calamity that fell from the sky thousands of years ago, nearly wiping out the ancient race known as the Cetra.
Anyway, the greatest of SOLDIER was named Sephiroth. He was considered a hero by many across the Planet. Until, one day, a traitorous former friend by the name of Genesis informed him of his true origins, and the experiments that created him. Sephiroth was driven mad by this knowledge; so much so that he longed to obliterate all life.
While Sephiroth was slowly spiralling into madness, life was as normal for many of us working for Shinra. I myself was guarding a Mako reactor in Midgar.
I slipped from a walkway and fell into the vat.
Immediately, I was treated for Mako poisoning. A day before my recovery was complete, however, a thin, evil-looking scientist placed me into a tube full of Mako. He began to call me 'Specimen M'.
I was kept, sedated, in the tube for Minerva-only-knows how long. Until, one day… someone woke me up. A girl. She simply smiled at me and said we would meet again. I never asked her name. I just ran.
I did meet her again; on a mission to save the planet from imminent destruction.
It was a war on all fronts: Shinra and those who opposed them; Sephiroth, who hated the Planet so much, he wished for nothing more than its end; and those who tried to stop them, myself included.
There were so many battles. We all lost someone we cared about to the Lifestream. Some more than others.
Then it came. The Chosen Day. The Planet itself lashed out at its enemies, and then, all the battles…all the greed and sadness… Everything was washed away.
'Sadness was the price to see it end.' It's been two years since I said that. Maybe someday I'll even believe it.
It appears, though, that the Planet isn't done with us yet.
A sharp, roaring, stabbing pain courses through my right arm.
It's called Geostigma, and it's almost always fatal.
Please. Don't take me away…not yet.
This is just the PROLOGUE. There's more to come. PLEASE REVIEW.