Chapter 3
Resurrection
"So, according to the data, the best site for the Neo-Midgar project is here?" Rufus asked, indicating a small island to the south of Mideel on a map.
"Yes, Mr. President. The Mako content of the land is very high, and there are already reactors there. Your father had them constructed, hoping to create another city similar to Midgar, put he never completed the project. The reactors are still operational. I know it's not the Promised Land, but-" a scientist replied.
"The Promised Land doesn't exist. Not on this plane of existence anyway. It's nothing more than my father's insane dream. I'm dealing with reality." Rufus interrupted. "Thank you, that will be all."
The group of scientists nodded and left the office.
Rufus pressed a switch, "Reno?"
"Yes, sir?" the voice came back.
"Gather all the commanders and your group and report to my office."
"At once."
Minutes later, the Turks came in, followed by the group commanders.
"You wanted to see us, sir?" Elena asked.
Rufus nodded, "Yes. All of you come in."
The small group obeyed.
"We have found the location to start the Neo-Midgar project." He turned on a small projector; a map of the world appeared on the wall. "Here. This island. My father already had reactors constructed here, and they are operational. There are also various buildings, mostly military in nature, along with a few labs. This place was kept top secret until now. It is the base for the Neo-Midgar project. Despite the fact that our military is severely depleted, there are still enough soldiers and materials to lay any city to siege. Once the city is online, we will begin our operation to retake the planet. Any questions?"
The group was quiet.
"Good. Commanders, dismissed. Turks, you stay here."
As the door slid shut behind the commanders, Rufus turned to his elite force. "Now, as for you. I want Avalanche. I don't care how you get them, but do it. But bring them back alive. I'll let our scientists handle them for a while. Don't screw up. Now get moving!" They nodded and left the office, leaving Rufus smiling to himself. "Soon now..."
Sephiroth stood silently beside Tifa's grave, the moonlight casting soft shadows over the newly disturbed soil. There were a few flowers on the grave, and a solitary lavender bloom lying apart from the rest. Glancing at the headstone, he noticed something carved at the base. He knelt down to inspect the engraving. There under Tifa's name and the years of her life, were two names inscribed in small letters. "Cloud and Tifa." Sephiroth mused, reading the engraving.
"He never ceases to surprise me." Jenova's voice came from the darkness, issuing from no apparent source. "He was in love with her. Humans are so strange. They fall in love, leaving themselves vulnerable." Her quiet laughing echoed in the night. "Love is useless. He'll learn that the hard way."
Sephiroth stood up, staring into the distance, "Why are we here, Mother? It's only a grave, we are wasting our time."
"Sephiroth, you presume too much. I had my reasons for making him kill her. It's all part of my revenge. I will resurrect her."
"What end could that possibly achieve?"
Jenova sighed, "Her soul will be mine. I will control her completely; she may struggle some, but it will not matter. She will do as I command, all the while tearing herself apart inside from the struggle with herself and my control." Jenova began to chant in some long forgotten language, and Sephiroth could feel a supernatural weight fill the air. He instinctively backed away from Tifa's grave just as a bright light issued from it. As it faded, he saw that the grave had completely disappeared, and a small form was kneeling on the ground.
"Cloud..." she whimpered, her voice tiny. She climbed to her feet, stumbling for a moment, "Cloud, where are you?" She noticed Sephiroth and began to back away, "Where's Cloud!? What have you done to him!?"
"Nothing, Tifa."
"Cloud is not here." Jenova's voice whispered.
"Jenova!" Tifa cried.
"Very good, human. Now you will obey me, and complete my revenge."
Tifa took another apprehensive step back, "Never! You tried to kill everyone, Cloud...you've hurt him so much..."
Jenova laughed, "Cloud once denied he'd serve me; you see where that got him. He killed you anyway, despite his pathetic love for you."
"You can't control me, I don't have your cells." Tifa retorted defiantly.
"That is true, but I don't need those to control you. I own your soul, Tifa Lockheart. I brought you back, and I've imprisoned your soul. You will do as I tell you." Jenova suddenly focused her will on Tifa's mind, laughing as Tifa fell to the ground writhing in pain.
Sephiroth stood at a distance, watching Tifa suffer.
"Cloud...help me..." he heard her plead desperately.
As suddenly as it started, Tifa stopped moving. After a long moment, she stood up, looking slightly disoriented. Then her eyes met Sephiroth's. He immediately noticed the difference; only moments before, her eyes had been full of life and innocence, now they were only cold and calculating.
"Good. I see you have accepted my will. Now, Tifa, you are to go to Corel and find Cloud."
"Cloud?" she asked, her voice cold.
"Yes. You aren't to kill him yet, only wound him. I want him to lie in his misery for as long as possible."
An evil smile crossed Tifa's lips, "Sounds easy enough." Deep in her mind a voice suddenly cried out against the wrongness of what she had just said, but it soon passed.
"Good. Now go." Jenova commanded.
Cloud woke up early; as he stared out at the early morning, he decided to go walking through the mountains. Walking out the door, he left his sword and materia, knowing that he wouldn't need them. His dream still lurked at the corner of his mind; he wasn't sure what it had meant, if anything. Shaking his head, he trudged up the mountain. He wanted to be far away from everyone, to just think without seeing their pity and sorrow for him. He didn't need their empty condolences. Nothing would ever bring Tifa back, nothing would ever ease his pain. Stopping near an outcropping, he stared off at the sun as it slowly rose into the sky, his brilliant eyes narrowed against the bright light. "What now...?" he mused aloud. He looked down at the crystal, "I'll get him, Tif. I promise." He looked back off to the horizon, oblivious to the small form approaching him from behind.
Tifa quietly came up behind Cloud, watching him as he stared at the rising sun. His shoulders were hunched as if he alone carried the weight of the world on them. A deep pain haunted his sapphire eyes, a pain she sensed all too clearly. I...can't hurt him...
Why not? Jenova demanded.
I...I...I love him. Cloud...he's hurting...
A horrible pain spread through Tifa's mind as Jenova reinforced her control. You will obey, human. Stop wallowing in your emotions, they are useless and will only make you weak. Remember, don't kill him...yet.
"As you wish." Tifa said, bowing her head slightly. She walked up behind Cloud. His highly tuned hearing alerted him to her approach, and he turned suddenly. His eyes went wide in complete shock.
"Ti-Tifa...?" He took a step toward her, holding out a hand to touch her arm, "Tif...how?"
Tifa stepped back out of his reach, "Cloud."
He blinked, surprised by the icy tone in her voice, "Is something wrong, Tif?"
"Don't call me that!"
"But I've always-"
"Not anymore."
Cloud shook his head in confusion, "Tifa, I'm sorry. I-I know I failed you...I'm sorry. It's all my fault, I..."
Tifa reached down and pulled a knife from her boot. The early morning sunlight glinted off the blade.
"Tifa what are you doing!?"
A cold smiled formed on her lips, and she lunged at him, driving the blade into his ribs. Cloud staggered back, clutching his side. Tifa kicked him in the chest, knocking him to the ground. "Aren't you going to fight back, Cloud?"
He struggled to his feet, fighting for his breath, "No. I won't fight you, Tifa."
"Fine." She lunged at him again, pushing the knife into his shoulder. His blood was now staining her hands a deep red.
He stared into her eyes, "Tifa, stop. I love you...why are you doing this?"
"I don't care if you love me!" she screamed.
"What?"
Her eyes were full of a deadly rage, "I don't need your love, and I don't love you!"
Cloud felt her words slam into him like a deadly wave, crushing his soul, "Tifa..."
"I will kill you." she whispered, her voice now calm.
"Tif, I don't understand...Why?" Her eyes are so cold...What's happened to you, Tif?
"Because Jenova wants you dead."
The dream suddenly became clear, "Jenova? Is she controlling you?"
Tifa laughed, "No one is controlling me."
Cloud's eyes narrowed, "You're not the Tifa I knew. What has Jenova done to you?"
"You always had a problem accepting the truth."
"Truth!? Jenova, I know you're here! Let her go, dammit! Keep her out of this!" he cried.
"Pathetic child." Jenova's voice suddenly broke in.
"What have you done!?" Cloud demanded.
Jenova chuckled, "I own her soul."
"You'll die for this." Cloud's voice had turned ice cold.
"I don't think so. Just give it up, Cloud. I don't love you." Tifa said, her voice colder than Cloud's. She kneed him in the stomach, putting all of her strength into the blow.
He collapsed instantly as the breath left his body. Pain coursed through him, making it impossible to move.
Tifa knelt beside him and leaned over, "You're the one who's going to die."
"No..." he croaked.
She tenderly brushed back his hair, then drove the knife deep into his stomach. His cry of pain only evoked a smile from her. "Goodbye, sweetheart." she whispered, roughly pulling the blade from his body. She stood and walked away, her mocking laughter echoing in his ears.
Cloud lay in a crumpled heap, blood oozing from his wounds. He pressed his hand over his stomach and struggled to his feet, gasping for air. He closed his eyes, trying to fight the images of Tifa's cold eyes. Despair swept through him, "Tif...no..." he whispered. A mist passed over his vision, and his knees began to give out. Clenching his jaw, he forced himself to stay on his feet. I can't let Jenova win. I have to find a way to get Tifa back. He began to stumble back the way he came, making his way back to Corel. Two hours passed, with each minute seeming like an eternity. His blood was seeping through his fingers, his strength flowing away with it. As he entered the house, his strength left him. He collapsed at the door, darkness swirling in his vision.
"Cloud!" Yuffie cried.
"What the hell happened!?" Cid yelled. "Shera! Find a Restore Materia!" He knelt beside Cloud. "Kid, what happened?"
Shera ran to find the materia.
Yuffie knelt next to Cid, "Hey, Spike, are you okay?"
"Tifa..." he whispered.
"Tifa?" Yuffie asked.
"Tifa...Jenova..."
Cid shook his head, "It's no good. He's completely out of it. Shera!"
She came running with the materia, "Here, Cid."
He quickly cast Cure 3 on Cloud, "Hey, kid, wake up. Tell us what happened."
Cloud's vision began to clear and he slowly sat up, "Tifa, she's alive- "
"What?" Shera asked incredulously.
"Jenova resurrected her. She's controlling Tifa. Tifa did this." Cloud said, climbing to his feet.
"Damn..." Cid muttered, "What the hell are we supposed to do? We can't just leave Tifa like that. We have to help her."
"Hold on. I'll go get everyone! We'll find out what to do!" Yuffie turned and ran off. Cloud walked over to the dining table and sat down. Shera and Cid joined him, sitting silently. Minutes passed before Yuffie came back with the rest of the group.
"What's all this about Tifa and Jenova?" Barret demanded.
"She resurrected her, and now Tifa's in her power. She attacked me on the mountains." Cloud answered.
"Then we have to save her, simple as that." Reeve added.
Cloud slowly shook his head, "It's not that simple. Jenova has her soul; I'm not sure we can save her."
"Are you just gonna leave her!?" Cid yelled.
"No! But, I don't want the rest of you to get involved. This is all my fault, and I have to deal with it."
"No way, kid. You're not facing Sephiroth and Jenova alone. And we all want to help Tifa." Cid broke in.
"Cid, I know, but-"
"You're not leaving us! We're gonna help!" Yuffie cried, "I'm gonna knock Jenova's block off!"
Cloud sighed, "Okay. But only if you're sure. It's not gonna be easy, and we may have to fight...Tifa."
"Pray that we don't." Red spoke quietly.
A sudden eruption of screams broke from outside. The group quickly ran out the door, grabbing their weapons. Cloud raced upstairs to get Ultima Weapon. Joining the others, he saw a large group of Soldiers gathered near the gates of the town.
"Greetings, Avalanche." Reno stepped out of the group, followed by Elena and Rude.
"It's the Turks!" Yuffie cried in shock.
"What do you want!?" Barret demanded.
"You to come with us." Reno answered.
Cid swung the Venus Gospel threateningly, "Like hell we will! Not without a fight!"
Reno smiled, "As you wish." He nodded to the group of Soldiers. With a cry, they rushed at the small group.
The Turks stood back, watching the Soldiers battle Avalanche. After a large number were defeated, Reno called for the backup group. "Fall back!" he commanded the group. "I suggest you all surrender."
"Never." Cloud said defiantly.
Reno motioned to the group standing behind him, "Surrender, or this place gets burned to the ground and we execute everyone here."
The group all turned to Barret. He stood silently, struggling with himself before nodding, "Fine. We'll surrender."
"Excellent."
A group of elite Soldiers approached, taking their weapons and materia before binding them. Surrounding the group, they marched them to the transport.
"Just one thing." Reeve spoke as they were put into the transport.
"Yes?" Reno asked.
"Why do you want us?"
"The President ordered us to find you." Reno replied as the door was bolted shut.
Resurrection
"So, according to the data, the best site for the Neo-Midgar project is here?" Rufus asked, indicating a small island to the south of Mideel on a map.
"Yes, Mr. President. The Mako content of the land is very high, and there are already reactors there. Your father had them constructed, hoping to create another city similar to Midgar, put he never completed the project. The reactors are still operational. I know it's not the Promised Land, but-" a scientist replied.
"The Promised Land doesn't exist. Not on this plane of existence anyway. It's nothing more than my father's insane dream. I'm dealing with reality." Rufus interrupted. "Thank you, that will be all."
The group of scientists nodded and left the office.
Rufus pressed a switch, "Reno?"
"Yes, sir?" the voice came back.
"Gather all the commanders and your group and report to my office."
"At once."
Minutes later, the Turks came in, followed by the group commanders.
"You wanted to see us, sir?" Elena asked.
Rufus nodded, "Yes. All of you come in."
The small group obeyed.
"We have found the location to start the Neo-Midgar project." He turned on a small projector; a map of the world appeared on the wall. "Here. This island. My father already had reactors constructed here, and they are operational. There are also various buildings, mostly military in nature, along with a few labs. This place was kept top secret until now. It is the base for the Neo-Midgar project. Despite the fact that our military is severely depleted, there are still enough soldiers and materials to lay any city to siege. Once the city is online, we will begin our operation to retake the planet. Any questions?"
The group was quiet.
"Good. Commanders, dismissed. Turks, you stay here."
As the door slid shut behind the commanders, Rufus turned to his elite force. "Now, as for you. I want Avalanche. I don't care how you get them, but do it. But bring them back alive. I'll let our scientists handle them for a while. Don't screw up. Now get moving!" They nodded and left the office, leaving Rufus smiling to himself. "Soon now..."
Sephiroth stood silently beside Tifa's grave, the moonlight casting soft shadows over the newly disturbed soil. There were a few flowers on the grave, and a solitary lavender bloom lying apart from the rest. Glancing at the headstone, he noticed something carved at the base. He knelt down to inspect the engraving. There under Tifa's name and the years of her life, were two names inscribed in small letters. "Cloud and Tifa." Sephiroth mused, reading the engraving.
"He never ceases to surprise me." Jenova's voice came from the darkness, issuing from no apparent source. "He was in love with her. Humans are so strange. They fall in love, leaving themselves vulnerable." Her quiet laughing echoed in the night. "Love is useless. He'll learn that the hard way."
Sephiroth stood up, staring into the distance, "Why are we here, Mother? It's only a grave, we are wasting our time."
"Sephiroth, you presume too much. I had my reasons for making him kill her. It's all part of my revenge. I will resurrect her."
"What end could that possibly achieve?"
Jenova sighed, "Her soul will be mine. I will control her completely; she may struggle some, but it will not matter. She will do as I command, all the while tearing herself apart inside from the struggle with herself and my control." Jenova began to chant in some long forgotten language, and Sephiroth could feel a supernatural weight fill the air. He instinctively backed away from Tifa's grave just as a bright light issued from it. As it faded, he saw that the grave had completely disappeared, and a small form was kneeling on the ground.
"Cloud..." she whimpered, her voice tiny. She climbed to her feet, stumbling for a moment, "Cloud, where are you?" She noticed Sephiroth and began to back away, "Where's Cloud!? What have you done to him!?"
"Nothing, Tifa."
"Cloud is not here." Jenova's voice whispered.
"Jenova!" Tifa cried.
"Very good, human. Now you will obey me, and complete my revenge."
Tifa took another apprehensive step back, "Never! You tried to kill everyone, Cloud...you've hurt him so much..."
Jenova laughed, "Cloud once denied he'd serve me; you see where that got him. He killed you anyway, despite his pathetic love for you."
"You can't control me, I don't have your cells." Tifa retorted defiantly.
"That is true, but I don't need those to control you. I own your soul, Tifa Lockheart. I brought you back, and I've imprisoned your soul. You will do as I tell you." Jenova suddenly focused her will on Tifa's mind, laughing as Tifa fell to the ground writhing in pain.
Sephiroth stood at a distance, watching Tifa suffer.
"Cloud...help me..." he heard her plead desperately.
As suddenly as it started, Tifa stopped moving. After a long moment, she stood up, looking slightly disoriented. Then her eyes met Sephiroth's. He immediately noticed the difference; only moments before, her eyes had been full of life and innocence, now they were only cold and calculating.
"Good. I see you have accepted my will. Now, Tifa, you are to go to Corel and find Cloud."
"Cloud?" she asked, her voice cold.
"Yes. You aren't to kill him yet, only wound him. I want him to lie in his misery for as long as possible."
An evil smile crossed Tifa's lips, "Sounds easy enough." Deep in her mind a voice suddenly cried out against the wrongness of what she had just said, but it soon passed.
"Good. Now go." Jenova commanded.
Cloud woke up early; as he stared out at the early morning, he decided to go walking through the mountains. Walking out the door, he left his sword and materia, knowing that he wouldn't need them. His dream still lurked at the corner of his mind; he wasn't sure what it had meant, if anything. Shaking his head, he trudged up the mountain. He wanted to be far away from everyone, to just think without seeing their pity and sorrow for him. He didn't need their empty condolences. Nothing would ever bring Tifa back, nothing would ever ease his pain. Stopping near an outcropping, he stared off at the sun as it slowly rose into the sky, his brilliant eyes narrowed against the bright light. "What now...?" he mused aloud. He looked down at the crystal, "I'll get him, Tif. I promise." He looked back off to the horizon, oblivious to the small form approaching him from behind.
Tifa quietly came up behind Cloud, watching him as he stared at the rising sun. His shoulders were hunched as if he alone carried the weight of the world on them. A deep pain haunted his sapphire eyes, a pain she sensed all too clearly. I...can't hurt him...
Why not? Jenova demanded.
I...I...I love him. Cloud...he's hurting...
A horrible pain spread through Tifa's mind as Jenova reinforced her control. You will obey, human. Stop wallowing in your emotions, they are useless and will only make you weak. Remember, don't kill him...yet.
"As you wish." Tifa said, bowing her head slightly. She walked up behind Cloud. His highly tuned hearing alerted him to her approach, and he turned suddenly. His eyes went wide in complete shock.
"Ti-Tifa...?" He took a step toward her, holding out a hand to touch her arm, "Tif...how?"
Tifa stepped back out of his reach, "Cloud."
He blinked, surprised by the icy tone in her voice, "Is something wrong, Tif?"
"Don't call me that!"
"But I've always-"
"Not anymore."
Cloud shook his head in confusion, "Tifa, I'm sorry. I-I know I failed you...I'm sorry. It's all my fault, I..."
Tifa reached down and pulled a knife from her boot. The early morning sunlight glinted off the blade.
"Tifa what are you doing!?"
A cold smiled formed on her lips, and she lunged at him, driving the blade into his ribs. Cloud staggered back, clutching his side. Tifa kicked him in the chest, knocking him to the ground. "Aren't you going to fight back, Cloud?"
He struggled to his feet, fighting for his breath, "No. I won't fight you, Tifa."
"Fine." She lunged at him again, pushing the knife into his shoulder. His blood was now staining her hands a deep red.
He stared into her eyes, "Tifa, stop. I love you...why are you doing this?"
"I don't care if you love me!" she screamed.
"What?"
Her eyes were full of a deadly rage, "I don't need your love, and I don't love you!"
Cloud felt her words slam into him like a deadly wave, crushing his soul, "Tifa..."
"I will kill you." she whispered, her voice now calm.
"Tif, I don't understand...Why?" Her eyes are so cold...What's happened to you, Tif?
"Because Jenova wants you dead."
The dream suddenly became clear, "Jenova? Is she controlling you?"
Tifa laughed, "No one is controlling me."
Cloud's eyes narrowed, "You're not the Tifa I knew. What has Jenova done to you?"
"You always had a problem accepting the truth."
"Truth!? Jenova, I know you're here! Let her go, dammit! Keep her out of this!" he cried.
"Pathetic child." Jenova's voice suddenly broke in.
"What have you done!?" Cloud demanded.
Jenova chuckled, "I own her soul."
"You'll die for this." Cloud's voice had turned ice cold.
"I don't think so. Just give it up, Cloud. I don't love you." Tifa said, her voice colder than Cloud's. She kneed him in the stomach, putting all of her strength into the blow.
He collapsed instantly as the breath left his body. Pain coursed through him, making it impossible to move.
Tifa knelt beside him and leaned over, "You're the one who's going to die."
"No..." he croaked.
She tenderly brushed back his hair, then drove the knife deep into his stomach. His cry of pain only evoked a smile from her. "Goodbye, sweetheart." she whispered, roughly pulling the blade from his body. She stood and walked away, her mocking laughter echoing in his ears.
Cloud lay in a crumpled heap, blood oozing from his wounds. He pressed his hand over his stomach and struggled to his feet, gasping for air. He closed his eyes, trying to fight the images of Tifa's cold eyes. Despair swept through him, "Tif...no..." he whispered. A mist passed over his vision, and his knees began to give out. Clenching his jaw, he forced himself to stay on his feet. I can't let Jenova win. I have to find a way to get Tifa back. He began to stumble back the way he came, making his way back to Corel. Two hours passed, with each minute seeming like an eternity. His blood was seeping through his fingers, his strength flowing away with it. As he entered the house, his strength left him. He collapsed at the door, darkness swirling in his vision.
"Cloud!" Yuffie cried.
"What the hell happened!?" Cid yelled. "Shera! Find a Restore Materia!" He knelt beside Cloud. "Kid, what happened?"
Shera ran to find the materia.
Yuffie knelt next to Cid, "Hey, Spike, are you okay?"
"Tifa..." he whispered.
"Tifa?" Yuffie asked.
"Tifa...Jenova..."
Cid shook his head, "It's no good. He's completely out of it. Shera!"
She came running with the materia, "Here, Cid."
He quickly cast Cure 3 on Cloud, "Hey, kid, wake up. Tell us what happened."
Cloud's vision began to clear and he slowly sat up, "Tifa, she's alive- "
"What?" Shera asked incredulously.
"Jenova resurrected her. She's controlling Tifa. Tifa did this." Cloud said, climbing to his feet.
"Damn..." Cid muttered, "What the hell are we supposed to do? We can't just leave Tifa like that. We have to help her."
"Hold on. I'll go get everyone! We'll find out what to do!" Yuffie turned and ran off. Cloud walked over to the dining table and sat down. Shera and Cid joined him, sitting silently. Minutes passed before Yuffie came back with the rest of the group.
"What's all this about Tifa and Jenova?" Barret demanded.
"She resurrected her, and now Tifa's in her power. She attacked me on the mountains." Cloud answered.
"Then we have to save her, simple as that." Reeve added.
Cloud slowly shook his head, "It's not that simple. Jenova has her soul; I'm not sure we can save her."
"Are you just gonna leave her!?" Cid yelled.
"No! But, I don't want the rest of you to get involved. This is all my fault, and I have to deal with it."
"No way, kid. You're not facing Sephiroth and Jenova alone. And we all want to help Tifa." Cid broke in.
"Cid, I know, but-"
"You're not leaving us! We're gonna help!" Yuffie cried, "I'm gonna knock Jenova's block off!"
Cloud sighed, "Okay. But only if you're sure. It's not gonna be easy, and we may have to fight...Tifa."
"Pray that we don't." Red spoke quietly.
A sudden eruption of screams broke from outside. The group quickly ran out the door, grabbing their weapons. Cloud raced upstairs to get Ultima Weapon. Joining the others, he saw a large group of Soldiers gathered near the gates of the town.
"Greetings, Avalanche." Reno stepped out of the group, followed by Elena and Rude.
"It's the Turks!" Yuffie cried in shock.
"What do you want!?" Barret demanded.
"You to come with us." Reno answered.
Cid swung the Venus Gospel threateningly, "Like hell we will! Not without a fight!"
Reno smiled, "As you wish." He nodded to the group of Soldiers. With a cry, they rushed at the small group.
The Turks stood back, watching the Soldiers battle Avalanche. After a large number were defeated, Reno called for the backup group. "Fall back!" he commanded the group. "I suggest you all surrender."
"Never." Cloud said defiantly.
Reno motioned to the group standing behind him, "Surrender, or this place gets burned to the ground and we execute everyone here."
The group all turned to Barret. He stood silently, struggling with himself before nodding, "Fine. We'll surrender."
"Excellent."
A group of elite Soldiers approached, taking their weapons and materia before binding them. Surrounding the group, they marched them to the transport.
"Just one thing." Reeve spoke as they were put into the transport.
"Yes?" Reno asked.
"Why do you want us?"
"The President ordered us to find you." Reno replied as the door was bolted shut.