JENOVA PROJECT I
SUMMARY: In an Alternative Universe, Sephiroth went to Nibelheim earlier than expected but instead of finding about his origins he discovered he had a sister. How far will he go to find her? And what plans does she have for Shinra?
DISCLAIMER(S): I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING FROM FINAL FANTASY VII NOR ITS AFFILIATES. ONLY INARI & AZRAEL BELONG TO ME.
Chapter 1
"Feelings of love are just a temporary lapse in judgment. Like some kind of mental illness."
~HARUHI SUZUMIYA~
"Once confined to fantasy and science fiction, time travel is now simply an engineering problem..."
Inari switched off the television with a growl. She grimaced. "Time travel...so many things can go wrong with that."
Azrael hummed, "You believe in things like that?" Inari shrugged. She believed in many things, but was it really possible?
The feminine boy continued, "I heard once from this book...that if we could manipulate negative energy we could create a gateway to the past."
"You would require vast quantities of negative energy to do that," she pointed out. "Only a god or some other higher entity could do that, and even then they would have to be able to be able to control negative energy which is, afterall, dangerous as the Flames of Night."
"There's also the issue of facing the deep paradoxes of interfering with the scheme of causality that has led to our own time and ourselves. If anyone could time travel at the turn of a dial, history would cease to exist."
"One wrong step and— Poof! It's the apocalypse, right?" Azrael motioned an explosion with his hands.
"Yes but this is all theoretical. We wouldn't truly know what would happen."
Azrael pulled a book from his satchel and paused. "What about parallel universes?"
Inari groaned.
Somewhere in a desolate inn of Nibelheim, awoke a scrawny blond infantryman. He shuffled the blankets off his person, and he glanced at his outfit in confusion. Why was he wearing a Shinra military uniform? He looked at his surroundings. What he saw made him gasp. Zack? But that's impossible! He saw him die. He was gunned down. He was so distracted in his thoughts that he didn't see the aforementioned person awake from his slumber.
"Spiky! Is it morning already?" The First Class Soldier stretched around until he fell into doing his squats.
Cloud looked as if he had been hit by a Confuse.
"Spike?"
"Zack...? Is that really you?"
Zack glanced worriedly at him. "Yeah. You okay Spike?" Had it been anyone else saying that nickname Cloud would have shot them a mean glare, but it was Zack. The one who had saved him. The real hero.
"I must be dreaming," the blond swordsman muttered. Dreaming about the past, a time before everything went wrong. The younger looking Zack strode up to him, and embraced him. He didn't understand why but he felt the need to comfort the little Chocobo.
"Everything is going to be alright. Okay, Cloud?"
A few days later, the Silver General Sephiroth was declared MIA during a mission to a backwater town. The timeline had been altered. A new WEAPON had been created, and the hero had been sent back to the past. The Planet prayed it had made the right choice.
~o0o~
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