Getting out of his bed, he quickly put his jacket on and lifted his sword.
Emerging from his room, he was greeted by a view of panic and death. There
were Shinra troops lying on the floor, blood pouring from their helmets.
"What's happened here?" Sephiroth asked a commander.
"The uprising. They've attacked."
"Damnit. Quickly, send word back to Midgar and get reinforcements."
"Yes sir!" the commander saluted.
Moving from the building that he was staying in, Sephiroth ran down the main streets of Junon. He unsheathed the Masamune ready for battle. Suddenly he was attacked from above. Rebels throwing grenades down from the road above. Sephiroth dodged the explosions but was caught in the leg by a piece of shrapnel. Blood gushed out of the wound as Sephiroth looked down at his injury. He moved his hand down to the shrapnel and grabbed hold of it. He slowly started to pull it out and within time, his wound was open with nothing inside.
"Shit! No time to use cure. I gotta keep moving!" Sephiroth said to himself.
He again started to move down the street but this time at a slower pace. He was finding each movement difficult and was losing blood at a fast rate. He rounded a corner into an alley where he was confronted by one of the rebels, face to face.
Finally Sephiroth discovered who the enemy were, Wutai. Soldiers from Wutai had launched an offensive on the city Junon and were no doubt heading towards Midgar in the near future. The soldier launched at Sephiroth but he was too slow, even with his loss of blood, the Masamune was swung with ease and sliced the man in half. Sephiroth wiped his sword clean and exited the alley. The street was quiet again. No more explosions or screaming, the soldiers had withdrawn. Sephiroth headed down the road once more back to the place he was staying. All the time he witnessed death and destruction. People lying motionless in the street. He saw a child crying by his mothers side, on closer inspection Sephiroth noticed the mother was dead, her chest ripped apart by shrapnel. As he continued, the sights just got worse until he reached his destination.
Entering the building he talked to the commander he had spoken to earlier that day.
"What is the damage report?" he asked,
"Thirty men are down."
"How about reinforcements?"
"They're on their way."
The commander looked down at Sephiroth's leg, blood still gushing from the wound.
"Sir, we better get you to the infirmary."
"No, leave me, I'll be fine."
Sephiroth used a cure spell on himself, restoring his strength and healing the wound. He headed down the corridor of the building which led to the giant elevator.
"Where are you going Sephiroth?" asked the commander,
"I must return to Midgar quickly, I have urgent news for the president."
He walked on, his coat swaying back and forth with each stride. The elevator reached the bottom and he emerged into old Junon. The air down here was stale and cold. Heading out of the city he progressed onto Midgar. Without the entourage of troops he made the journey much faster. Reaching the Mythril mines in a mere fifty minutes. On the other side of the mines he entered the truck that they had abandoned there. He made it across the marshes with no trouble and finally reached Midgar. He drove the truck into the transport dock and took the elevator up to the Shinra HQ. He ran up the stair in the HQ until he reached the top floor. He entered the presidents office.
"Sephiroth!" exclaimed president Shinra in surprise. "What are you here for."
"I have discovered who the enemy is," replied Sephiroth, "It's Wutai."
"What's happened here?" Sephiroth asked a commander.
"The uprising. They've attacked."
"Damnit. Quickly, send word back to Midgar and get reinforcements."
"Yes sir!" the commander saluted.
Moving from the building that he was staying in, Sephiroth ran down the main streets of Junon. He unsheathed the Masamune ready for battle. Suddenly he was attacked from above. Rebels throwing grenades down from the road above. Sephiroth dodged the explosions but was caught in the leg by a piece of shrapnel. Blood gushed out of the wound as Sephiroth looked down at his injury. He moved his hand down to the shrapnel and grabbed hold of it. He slowly started to pull it out and within time, his wound was open with nothing inside.
"Shit! No time to use cure. I gotta keep moving!" Sephiroth said to himself.
He again started to move down the street but this time at a slower pace. He was finding each movement difficult and was losing blood at a fast rate. He rounded a corner into an alley where he was confronted by one of the rebels, face to face.
Finally Sephiroth discovered who the enemy were, Wutai. Soldiers from Wutai had launched an offensive on the city Junon and were no doubt heading towards Midgar in the near future. The soldier launched at Sephiroth but he was too slow, even with his loss of blood, the Masamune was swung with ease and sliced the man in half. Sephiroth wiped his sword clean and exited the alley. The street was quiet again. No more explosions or screaming, the soldiers had withdrawn. Sephiroth headed down the road once more back to the place he was staying. All the time he witnessed death and destruction. People lying motionless in the street. He saw a child crying by his mothers side, on closer inspection Sephiroth noticed the mother was dead, her chest ripped apart by shrapnel. As he continued, the sights just got worse until he reached his destination.
Entering the building he talked to the commander he had spoken to earlier that day.
"What is the damage report?" he asked,
"Thirty men are down."
"How about reinforcements?"
"They're on their way."
The commander looked down at Sephiroth's leg, blood still gushing from the wound.
"Sir, we better get you to the infirmary."
"No, leave me, I'll be fine."
Sephiroth used a cure spell on himself, restoring his strength and healing the wound. He headed down the corridor of the building which led to the giant elevator.
"Where are you going Sephiroth?" asked the commander,
"I must return to Midgar quickly, I have urgent news for the president."
He walked on, his coat swaying back and forth with each stride. The elevator reached the bottom and he emerged into old Junon. The air down here was stale and cold. Heading out of the city he progressed onto Midgar. Without the entourage of troops he made the journey much faster. Reaching the Mythril mines in a mere fifty minutes. On the other side of the mines he entered the truck that they had abandoned there. He made it across the marshes with no trouble and finally reached Midgar. He drove the truck into the transport dock and took the elevator up to the Shinra HQ. He ran up the stair in the HQ until he reached the top floor. He entered the presidents office.
"Sephiroth!" exclaimed president Shinra in surprise. "What are you here for."
"I have discovered who the enemy is," replied Sephiroth, "It's Wutai."