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Chapter 2

Three years later, Outskirts...

He ran for his life. Black hair billowing behind him. He was heavily bruised and suffering from mild dehydration. His mother is going to hunt him down. Crap. Crap. Crap. A little more. Just another mile. Zax ran so fast his legs hurt. Purple eyes sought out his oasis, the logo. Where was it? Where's the recruitment truck parked? He might appear like a deranged hobo but Zax had gone thru the first cirle of hell with his mother tying him to a chair for a blind date with a village woman willing (desperate) enough for marriage. He was thirteen! Hell no.

His Dad took pity of him and set him free literally. Having Zax as a kid was nightmare. He "accidentally" pushed Zack out the window. Fortunately (debatably the opposite) Zax landed on someone.

Upon spotting the red ShinRa logo he sauntered over to fawn at the cadet uniforms. He quickly gained ground and was handed a form to fill up.

"Zax won't do. Dad kicked me out. I happily ran away from home. Cancelled a marriage proposal (from the woman herself) sooo..." a mischievous smile crept on his face, "Intead of Zaxary Dominus Fair...I'll be just Zack Fair."

His eyes locked ont he gasoline container nearby.


AN: Gah. Prepare Shinra.

-midnightgamin