A/N:
Hello! Please review! It makes me happy to know that people actually read my stuff. If you have anything mean to say, please say it in a way that it is CONSTRUCTIVE criticism. Like most people, I don't like it when people say "your work sucks" and if you insist on being so mean, *teardrop* email me under the subject "fanfic" pleeze. Actually, I'd like it if you e-mailed me anyway. I like meeting new people. ^_^
Special Thanks to:
Unigirl: For editing this fic for me (And being my bestis bestis friend)
Tifa Gainsborough: For one of my first reviews and suggesting that I edit more
InterfaceLeader: For my first review that had ablsolutly nothing to say about errors (I'm not saying Tifa Gainsborough's mean, I'm just saying that InterfaceLeader tolerated my awful grammar, and Tifa helped correct it :) )
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It must have been around seven 'o clock at night with rain pouring down in a stifling silver curtain.
'Great,' thought a young man, 'rain.' He was the single figure on a tall hill, nothing more than a small black silhouette upon the gray-black canvas of stormy clouds. What was he doing out there? He wasn't especially fond of rain, though he tolerated it for the sake of his mission.
'Today sucks.' he thought bitterly, as he smoothed a hand over his soaked, red locks. Raindrops dripped down off of his sunglasses onto his face and into his bright aqua eyes. The man he was supposed to meet was late, and he did not tolerate tardiness well.
He shivered. 'I'm soaked to the bone, freezing cold, and the moron I'm supposed to meet is late. What else could go wrong?'
As if to answer his question, lightning struck a tree on a hill a few yards away. Thunder grumbled and shook the very air itself.
'Why am I doing this? Why did I ever even take up this job?'
He remembered quite vividly his meeting with the president of Shinra, Rufus.
"I want you to do a job for me" Rufus had said. " A man will be dropping off a package to this address at six 'o clock. I want you to pick it up."
The young man hadn't had any objections at the time. The job seemed easy enough and it was a bright clear day with not a cloud in the sky, the sun directly above the city giving off warm rays of light. But as the day wore on, the weather changed. Clouds began to blow in from the East and high winds were picking up. Around three 'o clock it was pouring rain. But it got worse. Fog rolled in, and the entire area was enveloped in clouds and mist. Not a hint of the beautiful morning earlier that day remained.
'I must be crazy. The guy was supposed to be here an hour ago! And it's pouring rain!'
Fifteen minutes later, as the man began to leave, a dark gnarled shape materialized out of the fog and came hobbling up the hill. The red-haired man tensed his hand already at the handle of his gun. He squinted through the mist, trying to make out whether the thing was human or not. Could it possibly be the man he was waiting for?
The figure continued to limp up the hill. Aquamarine eyes fixed on the figure, the red-head waited. Soon the figure came into full view, and the young man sighed in relief. It was the person he was hoping for, and it also meant that he could go home after delivering the package to Rufus.
"You Reno?" the old man growled.
"Yeah. I'm here for the package."
The old man looked him over. His eyes matched the rumbling clouds; dark, enigmatic, and cold.
"Humph. They get younger and younger these days." the old man groaned and put down the package delicately. "Well I guess it's all for the better, this package bein' so damn heavy and all." He cracked his back and laughed. Even his voice resembled the storm; loud and booming like thunder. His laughter had no humor or feeling in it, and it made Reno shiver.
"Aha.. Well anyway, I'd better get going..." Reno said as he picked up the large parcel. And began to walk down the hill.
"Not so fast!"
Reno stopped, knowing instinctively that whatever the old man was about to say wasn't going to brighten his day.
"I highly suggest that you don't open that box, boy." the man growled. " And have a nice evening." he laughed his humorless laugh once again and walked down the hill.
Reno shuddered. 'If I never meet that guy again, I'll die a happy man.'he thought as he began his long trek back to his car.
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A/N:
R&R!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Didja like it? Didja like it??? I hope so. Pleeze let me know whether you did or didn't, kay?
I know I haven't revealed much about the plot so far, but I promise by Friday I should have about two more chapters up.
P.S. This isn't going to be a Yuffie+Reno thing, okay? You'll seeeeeeeee...
Hello! Please review! It makes me happy to know that people actually read my stuff. If you have anything mean to say, please say it in a way that it is CONSTRUCTIVE criticism. Like most people, I don't like it when people say "your work sucks" and if you insist on being so mean, *teardrop* email me under the subject "fanfic" pleeze. Actually, I'd like it if you e-mailed me anyway. I like meeting new people. ^_^
Special Thanks to:
Unigirl: For editing this fic for me (And being my bestis bestis friend)
Tifa Gainsborough: For one of my first reviews and suggesting that I edit more
InterfaceLeader: For my first review that had ablsolutly nothing to say about errors (I'm not saying Tifa Gainsborough's mean, I'm just saying that InterfaceLeader tolerated my awful grammar, and Tifa helped correct it :) )
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It must have been around seven 'o clock at night with rain pouring down in a stifling silver curtain.
'Great,' thought a young man, 'rain.' He was the single figure on a tall hill, nothing more than a small black silhouette upon the gray-black canvas of stormy clouds. What was he doing out there? He wasn't especially fond of rain, though he tolerated it for the sake of his mission.
'Today sucks.' he thought bitterly, as he smoothed a hand over his soaked, red locks. Raindrops dripped down off of his sunglasses onto his face and into his bright aqua eyes. The man he was supposed to meet was late, and he did not tolerate tardiness well.
He shivered. 'I'm soaked to the bone, freezing cold, and the moron I'm supposed to meet is late. What else could go wrong?'
As if to answer his question, lightning struck a tree on a hill a few yards away. Thunder grumbled and shook the very air itself.
'Why am I doing this? Why did I ever even take up this job?'
He remembered quite vividly his meeting with the president of Shinra, Rufus.
"I want you to do a job for me" Rufus had said. " A man will be dropping off a package to this address at six 'o clock. I want you to pick it up."
The young man hadn't had any objections at the time. The job seemed easy enough and it was a bright clear day with not a cloud in the sky, the sun directly above the city giving off warm rays of light. But as the day wore on, the weather changed. Clouds began to blow in from the East and high winds were picking up. Around three 'o clock it was pouring rain. But it got worse. Fog rolled in, and the entire area was enveloped in clouds and mist. Not a hint of the beautiful morning earlier that day remained.
'I must be crazy. The guy was supposed to be here an hour ago! And it's pouring rain!'
Fifteen minutes later, as the man began to leave, a dark gnarled shape materialized out of the fog and came hobbling up the hill. The red-haired man tensed his hand already at the handle of his gun. He squinted through the mist, trying to make out whether the thing was human or not. Could it possibly be the man he was waiting for?
The figure continued to limp up the hill. Aquamarine eyes fixed on the figure, the red-head waited. Soon the figure came into full view, and the young man sighed in relief. It was the person he was hoping for, and it also meant that he could go home after delivering the package to Rufus.
"You Reno?" the old man growled.
"Yeah. I'm here for the package."
The old man looked him over. His eyes matched the rumbling clouds; dark, enigmatic, and cold.
"Humph. They get younger and younger these days." the old man groaned and put down the package delicately. "Well I guess it's all for the better, this package bein' so damn heavy and all." He cracked his back and laughed. Even his voice resembled the storm; loud and booming like thunder. His laughter had no humor or feeling in it, and it made Reno shiver.
"Aha.. Well anyway, I'd better get going..." Reno said as he picked up the large parcel. And began to walk down the hill.
"Not so fast!"
Reno stopped, knowing instinctively that whatever the old man was about to say wasn't going to brighten his day.
"I highly suggest that you don't open that box, boy." the man growled. " And have a nice evening." he laughed his humorless laugh once again and walked down the hill.
Reno shuddered. 'If I never meet that guy again, I'll die a happy man.'he thought as he began his long trek back to his car.
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A/N:
R&R!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Didja like it? Didja like it??? I hope so. Pleeze let me know whether you did or didn't, kay?
I know I haven't revealed much about the plot so far, but I promise by Friday I should have about two more chapters up.
P.S. This isn't going to be a Yuffie+Reno thing, okay? You'll seeeeeeeee...