A/N: Still don't own FFVII, nor do I make any profits off of this. Special Thanks go out to Princess Turk, Chocobo Watcher, and Aeriths-Rain for the reviews and favorites, and to matatabi for beta-ing this and convincing me it was postable. Sorry it's so depressing though. I'll try to make then next one happier. Reviews and critiques are appreciated~
I don't want to die I don't want to die I don't want to
It was starting to rain, the cold outside seeping into his bones, weighing him down, dulling his senses. How sad was it that a SOLDIER First Class like him could fall so easily to a bunch of nameless Shin-Ra grunts?
That's not fair - they trained hard too
But he'd trained harder. He was gonna be a Hero.
Zack Fair was supposed to become a...
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When Cloud trod off, lost and pained with tear-filled glassy eyes, he realized he could have used better words.
too much for one kid
He was just so... vacant. Everyone needs something to drive them.
At least until he's better. Can think. Can
Besides, Cloud didn't need to see this, didn't need his memories tainted with another death.
Zack Fair was supposed to die an old Hero, not a young SOLDIER on the run. He was destined for a comfortable passing surrounded by family and friends, not desperately clinging to a hallucination alone in a soaken desert.