Prologue

The Dual Winged Angel...also, the only female to ever join SOLDIER. Yup. That's me. Why "Dual Winged"? Well...it's because I have two wings...I had thought I wouldn't have to explain that. Oh! Why do I have two? I dunno...they gave me double the bird genes or something. I guess they didn't want any more of their SOLDIERs flying around in circles. Heh...I enjoy laughing at all those one-wingers. Watching the newbies learn how to fly is hilarious. Another theory on why I have two: likely because I'm the only girl and that Professor Hojo guy is a creepy, perverted pedophile. I swear, if I never see that freak again in my life, it'll be too soon.

Unlike plenty of other SOLDIER recruits, I didn't sign up to be like Sephiroth. In fact, I'd be the happiest person in the world if I got the chance to kick his ass. Unfortunately, I'm still only 2nd class, so that won't be happening any time soon.

Oh jeeze! Where are my manners?! Here I am, telling you my life's story, and you don't even know my name yet! I'm terribly sorry. My name is Cidni. It's pronounced like Sydney, only spelled weird. My parents were a couple of oddballs.

Which brings me to why I joined SOLDIER in the first place. You see, I woke up one morning, and everyone was gone. OK, I lied. I don't even know my dad...not personally, anyways. He's an Airship pilot. You may have heard of him. Cid Highwind? Yeah, I thought so. I was named for him. My mom died when I was 4. Since that point on, I lived with family friends in the village of Banora.

Speaking of Banora, those apples are freaky. Why are they called Banora Whites, when they're purple?! Dumbapples is a much more fitting name, I think. Anyways, the family that I lived with until 19 was rich and had a great deal of land. Not only that, they had a huge tree that grew the most delicious Dumbapples in all of Banora.

They also had a boy, about 3 or 4 years older than I. We were good friends. We used to play in the fields and talk about life and all kinds of fun stuff. That is, when he wasn't hanging out with his very best friend, some kid with black hair. I can't remember his name for the life of me. I was kinda jealous. Then, he left. I was 15. When he was 19, he left Banora, and I never saw him again. For some reason, I can't remember his name either, but I could never forget a face, or a personality like his.

His reddish-brown hair was soft and wispy and was parted over his left eyes, leaving his right eye mostly covered. His eyes! Oh, those eyes! Everytime he looked at me, a small part of me melted. He had the bluest eyes I had ever seen. Not a deep blue, no...they were a cold, icy blue, with a tint of green but at the same time, warm and inviting. Especially when he grinned the way he did! Ohh, even though I was young to the point of majorly underage, and didn't know a thing about sex, that look he gave me sometimes, made me want to undress him, and just have my way with him.

He had a beautiful personality to go with the beautiful rest of him. He was a very poetic soul, and one poem in particular, he seemed to be very fond of. In the 2 years preceding his departure, he recited it to me every night. I had it memorized at one point, but after 4+ years of nothing...well, you know how this ends. All I can recall from it now, are these two lines:

Even if the morrow is barren of promises

Nothing shall forestall my return.

Well, obviously SOMETHING forestalled his return, because I waited for him for 4 years, to no avail. When I got tired of waiting for him, I too, left Banora, and signed up for SOLDIER. I've been in the program for 2 years now, effectively making me 21 years old. Which means he would be about 25.

Yeah, you guessed it. He's the real reason I joined up. I figured, if you're in SOLDIER, you'll probably be traveling a lot, with the missions, and all. With any luck, I could scout him out. Then again, what if he's in SOLDIER too? That would either make him easier or more difficult to find, all depending on the missions thing, of course.

Quite honestly, that hope is the only thing keeping me here. I know what you're thinking. "You can't even remember your best friend's name" and "You're such a horrible person" , I know. Right now I don't care. He was the only true friend I'd ever had. I don't plan on losing him that easily.

OK, now, enough of this mystery boy. Let's talk more about me. I am 5'8" without my SOLDIER boots. Just add an inch for when I'm in uniform. I have little less that shoulder-length dirty blonde hair, parted over my left eye and usually pulled back into a stubby ponytail. My bangs are long enough to completely cover my right eye, but just short enough that they won't stay tucked behind my ear. Which leaves me in a bad position. If I can't see what I'm swinging at, well...you know how that story ends. I have my ears pierced, and a pair of dangly skull-and-crossbones hang from them. Do they symbolize anything? Nah, I just like how they look. As for weaponry, I have a machete sheathed at my right thigh for close-quarters combat, and twin katana crossed on my back for long range. I combine the best of both worlds, pirate and ninja.

Anyways, you'll find out more about me as the story progresses. Now, let's start where things begin to add up. Hmm...let's see...Zack Fair had just gotten out of training with Angeal Hewley...

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A/N: Hey guys, long time no see, eh? Well, I've givven up on the TF world, you you'll all have to settle for Final Fantasy stuff now. Please ignore any inconsistencies, as they will be fixed. Please note, I am writing this as I play through the game. R&R Please!