Chapter 2
I continued through the alley way cooly and my head began to hurt, like when a millennial doesn't get their starbucks order just right. There was a loud, ringing noise in my ears like when one is done microwaving a meal, and, in front of me, was a tall, towering man with long, silver hair and an extremely, long, thin sword on his back, not too unlike my own buster sword. He had blue-green mako eyes, similar to mine, and an unconcerted, grin on his tall face. It was none other than the former SOLDIER hero, Sephiroth.
"SEPHIROTH!" I felt a fothing rage come over me. I had hated Sephiroth from the moment that he tossed me into the green-blue pools of MAKO in the Nibelheim main reactor after an heated argument about Earth physics. I had at that time gotten my doctorate and proved him wrong and he threw me into the MAKO making me very sick and out of commission for a long time before ending up here.
Sephiroth soon after would discover in the Nibelheim library and read tomes on Zetetic Astronomy by brilliant philosophers, such as Yael Naze, and Samuel Shenton, learning that SHINRA lied to him with their globalist agendas and this drove him crazy making him burn down Nibelheim Manor and the rest of the city.
For a second I almost pitied Sephiroth but still I held a vendetta rage against him and charged wildly at the site of him cleaving down my buster sword and smashing the pavement into pieces. But just like that Sephiroth was gone like a figment of my imagination. Had he only been a figment of my imagination? I checked my head temperature, to see if I still had a headache, but I was doing okay.
People around me didn't even stop to look as they mindlessly stared at their MAKO powered cellphones. That's all people did now aday stare at their cellphones like mindless zombies roaming around, like the living dead. It was embarrassing to say the least and Cloud felt a great deal of pity for the people who grew up around and depended upon such technology. If you took a cellphone out of their hands they would probably wither up and die on the spot not being able to leave spiteful uniformed tweets for more than 10 minutes.
But there was one person who was not on her cellphone it was a young lady trying to make a living. She had gorgeous face with soft features framed with a shock of brown braided hair with a pink bow in it. She chose to wore a form fitting pink dress that accentuated her motherly curves instead of some baggy ugly potato sack overalls like most modern women chose to wear. You could tell that she was not afraid to be a girly girl and fighting against the "feministic" agenda. She was under the overhang to avoid the cold moonlight to sell flowers to wandering passerbys on their cellphones, but it was to no avail, they didn't even notice as they typed stupidly into their cellphones. It made me so angry to see, I wanted to slap the phones out of each and every one of their greasy hands, and yell at them, tell them that a pretty girl, a real woman was in front of their face, and not one of those fake instagram models that shunned traditional values was in front of their faces. I went up to the girl cooly and asked her for how much for a flower.
"How much for a flower?" I aksed cooly as I approached the pink dressed girl.
She looked at me with her mouth agape surprised that the strong looking man was offering to buy on her flowers. She demured instantly, blushing, and looking downwards but I kept cool.
"Y-y-you want a f-f-flower?" She asked shyly. "A-a-are you sure? You're a v-v-veteran and you look so big and tough…" She stammered, clearly taken aback.
"Of course. I may look like a meathead, but I'm actually really sensitive. More sensitive than your average 'nice guy', even." I reminded her cooly while leaning.
"It's 1 dollar." She stammered, heart pounding in her chest like a hammer.
I handed over the crisp bill but before I was able to complete the purchase SHINRA goons jumped out from behind the walls with there guns pointed at me. Aeris screamed but I stood my ground and stood between the bullets and her.
"We found you Cloud Strife!" They cried in unison. "Your under arrest for blowing up the sector 7 main reactor!"
"Looks like you'll have to keep the change." I winked at Aeris and she blushed and her knees wobbled. I deflected the bullets with my buster sword easily and leaped off of the platform and onto a nearby moving train evading the bullets and soldiers easily. One of the phone zombies walked by unwittingly into the middle of the firefight and unfortunately caught a bullet; a surprising wake up call for the man that unwittingly and unconditionally trusted SHINRA and their technology. They watched dumbfounded as I escaped easily.
Barret and Biggs and Wedge were all discussing their battle plans on the train as I busted into one of the train doors. They were surprised by my sudden entrance.
"CLOUD!" They all yelled and surrounded me impressed.
"You spiky mothafucka how did you do that?" Barret exlaimed and gave me a fist bump.
"You know that I got my doctorate after getting out of the forces. I'd already calculated the distance and time you'd take to get here, which would've been impossible if the tracks were on a curved path going 8 inches a mile squared." I explained to them as they looked on impressed. "I actually created a yagi antenna for just the purpose, and I would recommend all of you do the same. The government and your ISPs do not want you to know that you can create an antenna out of home made products to extend the range of your broadcasting devices to miles using simple house hold products like popsicle sticks, paper clips, and foil. (Look it up, real tip)."
"Yeah, cuz if the earth was curved, we'd just fall off it." Barret joked and laughed, but it was a short lived laugh because we all knew that's what globeheads really believed. We laughed all the way back to the 7th Heaven back in the slums where we would meet up to discuss payment and the aftermath of the main reactor explosion.
When we got here the barmaid Tifa was already in a fight with her innocent boyfriend Johnny who she was in a fight with like usual. Tifa always wanted to be the 'cool girl' and wear skimpy clothing to keep the boys and her boyfriend Johnny satisfied but slutty attire couldn't make up for a sour personality. She was screaming irrationally about "micro aggressions" when we entered the bar, and Barret yelled at Johnny telling him to leave so that we could have our secret meeting. We went downstairs on the escalator to the meeting room
"Aight Cloud heres your money." Barret gave me the money but I looked at the stack with dubiousness.
"This seems a little short." It was just like Barret to come up short on the payment and I shook my head looking at him.
"Look, mothafucka, I gotta get my step daughter Marlene through school, and the demonrats up in SHINRA are jacking up the cost of school lunches." We both shook our heads and fist bumped in mutual understanding. Everyone was getting screwed over just the same by a system we had no say in, and we understood that, which is why AVALANCHE was formed in the first place.
"We gotta destroy another main reactor and show what's really up." Barret added cooly, and pulled up a map of the next reactor. "This is a big one. This will expose SHINRA's lies about the globalist agenda and get sleepy president shinra shaking in his boots!"
"How will it do that?" Biggs added dumbly while eating a pizza and drinking some swill from the 7th heaven tap and playing with the arcade machine.
"Biggs you fat dumbass mothafucka." We all laughed as he choked down more food stupidly. "Do I gotta explain everythin' to you?" We all knew that Biggs was well-meaned but often let his gluttony get ahead of his brain.
"I think you guys should all bush up on some Zetetic Astronomy." I slid a few books out of my pockets that I carry with me at all times. The group looked mouth agape as I passed out books by Samuel Rowbotham, and Birley, to help educate them. If only all globeys could have so much initiative to actually research their own cults. Tifa looked at the books with skepticism, with the sour look on her face, but eventually gave in even though she found reading trite unless it was on a message board or twitter.
And so we prepared for the attack on sector 5 main reactor knowing that we will be met with even more adversity than before.
To be continued…
A/N: "Today's scientists have substituted mathematics for experiments, and they wander off through equation after equation, and eventually build a structure which has no relation to reality." -Nikola Tesla