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Five Hundred Years Later...

Everything comes to an end...everything...

The sun beat the Planet with all the energy it had, making sure to expose every
nook and cranny in the Planet. Dust was being kicked up as a mysterious red creature
with a flame on it's tail and two cubs were running down a barren path. Drums were off
playing in the arid Cosmo Canyon, which was far away from these three creatures now.
The cubs tried to violently push each other off the path, trying to keep up with their
grandfather. Their grandfather, the red creature, Nanaki, was running at a steady, slow
pace so the young cubs could keep up with him. As the cubs were panting from their
constant running, Nanaki ascended a sloping hillside by way of jutted rocks and rested at
the top. He was joined eventually by the cubs.

Bird flew from the barren road over Nanaki and straight to the sky. The air reeked
of death and mako. Elder and Younger Cub viewed the remains. Nanaki let out a
bellowing roar that literally shook the land. Everything around these remains were barren.
Not only that, only the dirtiest and foulest of creatures walked among the ruins of this
once-great city. Yes, death was only to be found here. In the city that tried to kill off the
Planet, but failed.

"That Midgar?" the Elder Cub asked.
"Yes." Nanaki responded. "An impressive city that tried to overcome the very
object that is supporting it."
"Figures this area is polluted...this city was the worst thing that happened by
humans."
"Not really. All the other towns around the world used to buy mako from Midgar.
Those towns are as much to blame as the person who supplies them." Nanaki quickly
responded.
"Yes, but..."
"No, a supplier can never get anywhere if he has no one to supply to." Nanaki
snapped that line to his grandson as his grandson was about to respond.
"Yeah, but still..." The Elder Grandson simmered down shortly after.
"Grandpa, why do want to teach us about some useless creature?" the Younger
Cub curiously questioned.
"Humans are not useless creatures!" Nanaki bellowed.
"Yeah, they made most of the Planet the shithole it is today." the Elder Son
retaliated in defense of his younger brother.
"Have you ever lived in the Apocalyptic Era? I have. I'll say honestly that the
events that took place in that time were Hell. No, even Hell was better than that." Nanaki
said with a quiet tone at his foolish grandsons.
"I'm sure it was." The Elder Cub said with a cunning tone.
"Ugh...you boys are quite stupid, if I may say."
"No, we're not. Mommy says we're smart." retaliated the slow-witted Younger
Cub.
"Yes, well mothers generally do not see the faults their children carry."
"What the hell? You flaming us cause of our views on those creatures?" the Elder
Son said with a certain slyness.

Nanaki looked at his older grandson with anger.
"The only reason I took you boys on this trip is to show you the marvel that was
once a human city."
"Yeah, now it's crap."
Nanaki sighed heavily in his old age and started down the hill toward the city.
"I thought you boys will be open-minded."
"But humans are evil!" yelled the Younger Cub.
"You two are very gullible, I have noticed. Have you ever noticed the good some
humans helped contribute to the Planet?"
"Like what?"
"Like the group of humans called the Cetra that eliminated Jenova for a period of
time or the summoning of Holy that returned a lot of Mako to the rich Lifestream."
"From all the stories I hear of humans, what humans did that was bad easily
outweigh that." retaliated the rough-looking Elder Cub.
"A lot of them are made-up. To show you children how you should treat the
Planet as best as possible."
Elder Cub stopped suddenly in his tracks.
"Wait a minute, why are we going to the ruins?"
"To show you something. Now follow."
Elder Cub looked hesitantly at the surrounding environment, and at the city.
Taking a deep breath, he joined his grandfather on the trudge to the city gates. Younger
Cub stayed right behind the both of them.

"But humans are evil!" chirped the Young Cub in a more serious tone this time.
"Shut up! You already said that!" exclaimed the now angered Elder Cub.
"Be nice to your younger brother!" He is the only younger brother you have."
With that line from his grandfather, Elder Cub soothed himself.
"What if he was to die? Will you be happy then?" Nanaki enraged over to his
older grandson.
"No, but..."
"Exactly!"
"No, but it wasn't that big of a deal. I mean..."
"It was not that big of a deal? When your grandmother died, I had trouble coping
with the fact that I was so rude to her a couple days before. Trust me, these things will
change your whole perspective. Death is a thing that frees you from your views and
opinions."
Elder Cub was about to retaliate with his own line, but decided not to since his
grandfather always got a little emotional whenever he mentioned his late mate.
Meanwhile, the tough grandfather looked sullenly at the dirt road that forked to two
different gates of the once-great Midgar. A roar could be heard from a distance. Not a
roar, but a shrill rather. Truly, the creatures around here must be vile if they can live in
these conditions.
"Just do not take things for granted. I'm trying to teach you something I haven't
taught my son."
"I know..." the blank-faced grandson replied.

Nanaki's ears perked up soon afterward.
"Hmm?"
His grandson stopped dead in his tracks.
"What?"
"I hear only two sets of footsteps. Is your brother with you?"
The adolescent grandson looked around with his heart skipping a beat. No, his
younger brother was nowhere to be found. They have been walking for a long time
without the young child, as they can clearly tell by the footprints they left in the dirty road.
They ran quickly through the road and even cut across the bushes and vines of mossy trees
to cut through to an area where the Younger Cub's footprints stopped. Over there, they
saw a bloody creature nicknamed "The Heavy Tank." It was the upper body of a rhino
and the bottom of a tank. An experiment conducted by humans in Shinra Inc. to look for
a powerful weapon made during the war against Wutai.
"Quickly! Get behind me!" Nanaki exclaimed to his nearby grandson.
Elder Cub, however, did not listen. He jumped at the bloody-horned creature with
his claws and swiped him in the faces. The creature was so far bruised, but not by much.
The Heavy Tank nearly ran over the cub with his wheels as the cub landed. The
dirt the wheels picked up though got into the cub's eyes. The cub landed on the dirty
ground trying to wipe his eyes from the heavy dirt covering them. The Heavy Tank turned
around and roared grimly at his new meal. As he lowered his horn, Nanaki mounted the
back of the tank part of his body, only to be thrown off. He was not as agile as he was in
his younger days.
The Heavy Tank lowered his horn and struck the temporarily blinded cub on the
floor. The cub got lucky, however. He was too low on the ground for the tank-like
creature to hit him with the sharp end of his horn. So he was merely hit by the side of the
horn. The impact still sent him flying into a bush.
As the Tank was ready to run over the bushes in his hunt for his meal, Nanaki
mounted his backside again, only to be thrown off again. He recuperated quickly and ran
over to the front of the tank. He pounced on his neck and slashed violently, leaving deep
gashes in a bulging part of the neck. The creature shrieked as blood quickly escaped
through the cuts in his neck. Eventually, blood flowed through his neck like a waterfall as
he collapsed and fell on his side. Nanaki went to check on his wounded grandson.
"I'm...ok, grandpa. Don't worry."
"Good to know, Barret."

As Barret and Nanaki walked over to the now-dead Heavy Tank, Barret
whimpered. Whimpered not at the pain, but for his brother.
"Damn creature tackled me with its horn."
"Get over it," responded Nanaki. He was worried for his younger grandson.
They approached the dead Heavy Tank and examined it. Blood could be found on
his horn and mouth as well as the already exposed neck. Nanaki had a bad feeling about
this.

They both looked at the tank wheels of the creature. A part of it was lifted up into
the air since the creature had it's upper body area lying on the floor on it's side. They
were interested into seeing what was under it. Something red and messy was under it.
Nanaki tried lifting it with his nose, and barely nudged it over when something horrible
happened. He saw the bloody body of his young grandson sticking to the underside of the
wheels.
As Nanaki jumped back, the wheels hit the ground with exemplary force, and the
body came rolling out. Out in the sun, mosquitoes were swarmed over it as the body had
been gored open by the Heavy Tank. The innards have been eaten out, and all that was
left was dry blood on the walls of his inner body. The face was still left intact, even
though the mouth was cut open to reveal a gaping hole and the eyes were missing. The
tail was chewed off, and only a little strand was left. The legs had been replaced by
chewed off stubs. Some of the bone had even been eaten. The Heavy Tank really ate all it
could eat of the cub's body.
"..."
"..."
Both remained silent as the birds were singing in the trees.




Note: One more chapter should finish off this story. Thanks for reading. Review.