Cirea's War
Prologue
"Cirea, must you go?" asked Elmyra, a tear swelling in her eye.
"I am truly sorry," was Cirea's reply, "But you know that I must. Soldier needs me. You were aware, long before we married, that I was in Soldier, and that a war against Shinra would drag me away from you…" A single tear running down his face, wiped away by a quick movement of his arm. Married to Elmyra for 6 years without a battle to attend had created an indestructible bond between them, a bond that only soul mates could share. Cirea had always hoped to be able to leave Soldier, to spend his time with his loving wife. However, Shinra had convinced him to stay. Now he was called away, to fight in a war he knew very little about. The ninjas of Wutai, a distant village, had declared war on Shinra. That was Cirea's extent of knowledge towards the war.
"Yes, but you haven't been called out for war before today…" Elmyra replied.
"I know, but that is why I must go. I am sorry." With this, Elmyra broke into a weak sob. Cirea embraced her, taking her in his arms.
Cirea had meet Elmyra 7 years prior, when he had first made it to Soldier, Shinra's most elite strand of the army. Cirea, though only 3rd class, was a powerful warrior. Upon joining Soldier, he was forced to move to the land of Midgar. Midgar, a vision of depression and hate. At least, that is the way the slums were viewed. The slums, divided into 8 sectors, were the lower parts of Midgar. The top was like a giant plate, held up by concrete pillars. Upon the top was the company building for Shinra Inc.
Now, Cirea met Elmyra by fluke. He was sitting in a small bar called the Seventh Heaven, located within Sector 7, when he saw her sitting in the corner, sobbing. He moved towards her, and tapped her on the shoulder.
"May I sit here?" He had asked, pointing to the chair next to her.
She had shaken her head, and Cirea started to walk away.
"Wait, no, you can sit here." She managed to say between sobs. And Cirea sat down, noticing she did not have a ring on her finger.
"May I ask why you are so depressed?" Cirea had asked.
"My father, he just died today." She replied, trying to stop crying.
"I see, would you rather be alone?"
"No, I think I need the company."
They began talking. This was when Cirea learned the name of the young woman. Elmyra, it seemed to roll off his tongue. Apparently, Elmyra's father had been caught between a shoot out on his way to his daughter's house. When Elmyra had found out, she ran to the bar, not looking back.
Cirea waited about two and a half weeks. He had then asked her on a date. She agreed willingly. The rest is ancient history, and they married the next year.
Now, Cirea was forced to go fight in the war. 6 years and he had not been bothered, and now out of the blue, this. In two weeks, he would be forced to leave his spouses side, possibly to never return.