Chapter 3
I do not own FF7. or anything pertaning to it.
Note not for young kids
Everyone is woken by the sound of someone hammering on a bong. Cloud growls and rolls over. Every bone in his body resisted movement. In the back round he herd Sephiroth laughing.
"What are you laughing at." Cloud growls grogely.
"Your bruieses from yesturday.... You should see your face now." Sephiroth pushes him towards the door.
"Hurry you don't want to be the last one out."
Cloud sighs and jumps out into the alley. Suddenly he is caught by the stampede of humans. Despertally he tries to stand, but falls at the impact of a person. Cloud falls into a pile of mud.
"Get up!"
Cloud feels the whip across his back. Somehting more to make his muscles not want to move. Strong hands pick up.
"He's new here I'll take responsibility for his actions." Sephiroth offers.
"Fine help the scum all he does wrong it'll be taken out on you till he's ready for the slaughter house."
The gaurd hand cuffs Cloud and Sephiroth together. He smiles amused at the site. CLouds face tightens. He couldn't wait for the day he could deck that guy.
"Get in line!" The man takes his whip and whips Sephiroth and Cloud.
The next two days go by in a blur. Cloud barely remebers them pass he was so tired. Sephiroth stayed by his side and struggled to keep him alive and out of the watchers eye.
It wasn't until the third day that tragety struck. Cloud and Sephiroth were working in the same shaft, still handcuffed together when someonw gives a shout out.
Sephiroth and Cloud try to run out of the cavein but Sephiroth gets knocked down at the edge. Cloud watches helplessly as Sephiroth screams out in pain. His leg is obviously broken. The bone pushed up the skin and a bruise stains the skin.
The gaurd comes over and looks over Sephiroth.
"Anouther for the slauter." The gaurd calls out.
"No... No I can still walk." Sephiroth pains.
Cloud mindlessly helps Sephiroth to his feet. Sephiroth looks at the gaurd with a face that says 'told ya so'. Cloud looks at the gaurd like kill-me-now.
"Never mind! Get back to work you still have five hours."
Sephiroth limps foward. He didn't want to say anymore. Cloud fallows quietly staring at the bulge in Sephiroths leg. It is amazing how much pain a person can take when them themselves are truely too tired to go on.
"We'll keep an eye out for the gaurds. If you can take on your pals work." A dark man in his forty wispers.
"Fine, it's a deal. Whats the catch?" Cloud ingnores Sephiroth.
"Your food today and tomarrow."
"That's fine do a good job and I'll do the third day to."
THe old man nods and returns to work. Sephiroth glares at Cloud. His old pride finially surfaceing.
"Shut up." Cloud hisses and starts to work hard and fast.
"I don't need your help."Sephiroth slumps to the ground and picks at rocks weakly.
"Argue with me later."
Sephiroth watches Cloud as he worked for them both. He couldn't get Cloud. Cloud was the type of man who talked and acted big yet had a good heart. Even to someone who distroyed is past and more likely his future.
"Cloud. I promice I'll make this up to you some how."
The next few hours pass in sielence. No one really knew what to say or do. The only thing to happen besides work was the secret friendship growing. Neither of them seen it neither of them wanted it. It formed slowly out of actions and words.
A rock flys over and hits CLoud in the head. A gaurd was comming. Quickly Sephiroth gets to his feet and begins to work.
"Hmm I didn't believe that a criple could work." A bosterious voice laughs.
Cloud and Sephiroth freezes. The voice. Cloud and Sephiroth turn in unison.
"Barret?" Cloud croaks out.
"Cloud. I didn't notice you under all those bruises and grime. How is it working with your worst enemy?"
"Quit the chummyness." Cloud tosses down his pik.
"I was wrong Cloud. Your friends arn't all sweet tooth sweet." Sephiroth sneers. "ONe is a leader of a cut throat slave operation. Responsible for the death of Tifa. And you thought I was cold."
Cloud glaces at Sephiroth who returned to work. Clenching his jaw he looks into Barrets eyes.
"Don't take me so harshly. Tifa was a mistake. Now that I know your here why don't you come and join me uptop."
Cloud shakes his head, "I'm much too dignified for that. Being a slave is better than being a murderer." Cloud picks up his pik. "I thought I knew you Barret now I know that I don't."
Barrets face drops. In a sence it hurt him to see his best friend hating him. But in the stronger sence he had a bigger mission at hand. Be it for his own personal gain.
"It's funny." Cloud says to Barrets back. "You used to distroy people who'd do this to people. Now look at you. Your a hypocrite. I'm sorry I knew you."
Barret spins around and decks Cloud. Dispashently he watches as Clouds head bashes into the rock wall. Barret grabs Clouds face.
"I'm not a hypocrite. I'm just trying taking back what they took from me!"
Barret hits Clouds head agianst the wall hard. Clouds eyes roll back. In his mind he knew he was dead.
"Call in the A.M. crew." Barret orders. "Before I kill our hardest workers."
Two men nod men nod and go for round up. Barret lets go of Clouds head and stomps off in a rage.
Cloud slumps down to the ground. His head just been smashed by a mac truck. Numbly his hand goes back and he can feel somthign sticky. Sephiroth sits next to him. Cloud could hear his slight chuckling.
"Jez way to go to piss of the man who could end your life." Sephiroth congradulates.
Cloud cracks open his eyes, forcing a grin to cross his face.
"Thanks. I guess that's what I do best."
Sephiroth lightly punches Clouds shoulder. "Come on we got to go."
Cloud sighs and tries to find his feet.
"I'll let you lean on me if you let me lean on you." Cloud offers.
"Fine with me."
Amid all the choas two enemys found a unlikely friendship and peace. Everyone else found a chuckle watching them stagger down the hall. Arms around each other shoulders.
I guess it's true that in a time of need someone proves to be a unlikly friend. In that moment Cloud found the doorway to open his dense mind. Sephiroth found the comfort of a true friend. Somthing neither had in their life.
I do not own FF7. or anything pertaning to it.
Note not for young kids
Everyone is woken by the sound of someone hammering on a bong. Cloud growls and rolls over. Every bone in his body resisted movement. In the back round he herd Sephiroth laughing.
"What are you laughing at." Cloud growls grogely.
"Your bruieses from yesturday.... You should see your face now." Sephiroth pushes him towards the door.
"Hurry you don't want to be the last one out."
Cloud sighs and jumps out into the alley. Suddenly he is caught by the stampede of humans. Despertally he tries to stand, but falls at the impact of a person. Cloud falls into a pile of mud.
"Get up!"
Cloud feels the whip across his back. Somehting more to make his muscles not want to move. Strong hands pick up.
"He's new here I'll take responsibility for his actions." Sephiroth offers.
"Fine help the scum all he does wrong it'll be taken out on you till he's ready for the slaughter house."
The gaurd hand cuffs Cloud and Sephiroth together. He smiles amused at the site. CLouds face tightens. He couldn't wait for the day he could deck that guy.
"Get in line!" The man takes his whip and whips Sephiroth and Cloud.
The next two days go by in a blur. Cloud barely remebers them pass he was so tired. Sephiroth stayed by his side and struggled to keep him alive and out of the watchers eye.
It wasn't until the third day that tragety struck. Cloud and Sephiroth were working in the same shaft, still handcuffed together when someonw gives a shout out.
Sephiroth and Cloud try to run out of the cavein but Sephiroth gets knocked down at the edge. Cloud watches helplessly as Sephiroth screams out in pain. His leg is obviously broken. The bone pushed up the skin and a bruise stains the skin.
The gaurd comes over and looks over Sephiroth.
"Anouther for the slauter." The gaurd calls out.
"No... No I can still walk." Sephiroth pains.
Cloud mindlessly helps Sephiroth to his feet. Sephiroth looks at the gaurd with a face that says 'told ya so'. Cloud looks at the gaurd like kill-me-now.
"Never mind! Get back to work you still have five hours."
Sephiroth limps foward. He didn't want to say anymore. Cloud fallows quietly staring at the bulge in Sephiroths leg. It is amazing how much pain a person can take when them themselves are truely too tired to go on.
"We'll keep an eye out for the gaurds. If you can take on your pals work." A dark man in his forty wispers.
"Fine, it's a deal. Whats the catch?" Cloud ingnores Sephiroth.
"Your food today and tomarrow."
"That's fine do a good job and I'll do the third day to."
THe old man nods and returns to work. Sephiroth glares at Cloud. His old pride finially surfaceing.
"Shut up." Cloud hisses and starts to work hard and fast.
"I don't need your help."Sephiroth slumps to the ground and picks at rocks weakly.
"Argue with me later."
Sephiroth watches Cloud as he worked for them both. He couldn't get Cloud. Cloud was the type of man who talked and acted big yet had a good heart. Even to someone who distroyed is past and more likely his future.
"Cloud. I promice I'll make this up to you some how."
The next few hours pass in sielence. No one really knew what to say or do. The only thing to happen besides work was the secret friendship growing. Neither of them seen it neither of them wanted it. It formed slowly out of actions and words.
A rock flys over and hits CLoud in the head. A gaurd was comming. Quickly Sephiroth gets to his feet and begins to work.
"Hmm I didn't believe that a criple could work." A bosterious voice laughs.
Cloud and Sephiroth freezes. The voice. Cloud and Sephiroth turn in unison.
"Barret?" Cloud croaks out.
"Cloud. I didn't notice you under all those bruises and grime. How is it working with your worst enemy?"
"Quit the chummyness." Cloud tosses down his pik.
"I was wrong Cloud. Your friends arn't all sweet tooth sweet." Sephiroth sneers. "ONe is a leader of a cut throat slave operation. Responsible for the death of Tifa. And you thought I was cold."
Cloud glaces at Sephiroth who returned to work. Clenching his jaw he looks into Barrets eyes.
"Don't take me so harshly. Tifa was a mistake. Now that I know your here why don't you come and join me uptop."
Cloud shakes his head, "I'm much too dignified for that. Being a slave is better than being a murderer." Cloud picks up his pik. "I thought I knew you Barret now I know that I don't."
Barrets face drops. In a sence it hurt him to see his best friend hating him. But in the stronger sence he had a bigger mission at hand. Be it for his own personal gain.
"It's funny." Cloud says to Barrets back. "You used to distroy people who'd do this to people. Now look at you. Your a hypocrite. I'm sorry I knew you."
Barret spins around and decks Cloud. Dispashently he watches as Clouds head bashes into the rock wall. Barret grabs Clouds face.
"I'm not a hypocrite. I'm just trying taking back what they took from me!"
Barret hits Clouds head agianst the wall hard. Clouds eyes roll back. In his mind he knew he was dead.
"Call in the A.M. crew." Barret orders. "Before I kill our hardest workers."
Two men nod men nod and go for round up. Barret lets go of Clouds head and stomps off in a rage.
Cloud slumps down to the ground. His head just been smashed by a mac truck. Numbly his hand goes back and he can feel somthign sticky. Sephiroth sits next to him. Cloud could hear his slight chuckling.
"Jez way to go to piss of the man who could end your life." Sephiroth congradulates.
Cloud cracks open his eyes, forcing a grin to cross his face.
"Thanks. I guess that's what I do best."
Sephiroth lightly punches Clouds shoulder. "Come on we got to go."
Cloud sighs and tries to find his feet.
"I'll let you lean on me if you let me lean on you." Cloud offers.
"Fine with me."
Amid all the choas two enemys found a unlikely friendship and peace. Everyone else found a chuckle watching them stagger down the hall. Arms around each other shoulders.
I guess it's true that in a time of need someone proves to be a unlikly friend. In that moment Cloud found the doorway to open his dense mind. Sephiroth found the comfort of a true friend. Somthing neither had in their life.