Disclaimer: Amazingly enough, I don't own Final Fantasy or any of the
characters. That's why SquareSoft have their name on the cover of the game,
not me.
Some Things Are Meant to Changed.
Cloud woke with a start. After a moment of panic, he remembered where he was. In a miscellaneous field near Gongaga. Scratching his head, he rose and started buckling the Buster Sword to himself. They had to get to the village soon - even Red had started moaning and camping in a muddy field wasn't helping anyone's mood. He looked over his friends old and new. It seemed only yesterday that he was helping AVALANCHE bomb the reactor. Now he was helping Aeris find the Temple of the Ancients. He smiled. Even her name set of the warm fuzzy feeling in his stomach. He shook his head. He had more important things at hand. As in getting everyone up. He went round systematically, waking each. After much yawning and stretching (and cursing in Barrett's and Yuffie's case) they looked round about capable of walking. "Hoi! Spike! Were we headed?" It was Barrett. "Welll... I going to get us to Gongaga, get some proper rest and restock our supplies," Barrett nodded. *Amazing. That must be the first time he hasn't argued with my decision.* Cloud pushed the thought to the back of his head.
Tifa trudged behind the main party, gazing into the back Cloud's head. She couldn't help but feel that Cloud had been ignoring her since Aeris had entered the scene. Not that she held anything against Aeris, it was just.annoying. She tried to think of something else. They had started walking twenty minutes ago and they could now see the jungle looming. "Monster! Tifa! Yuffie! Behind you!" Tifa whirled around to meet the eyes of the huge reptilian beast. Yuffie was already giving it a whopping with her shruiken. Diving into the fight, she smacked her fist into the things muzzle, giving it a record breaking nose bleed. As she was busy with this monster, Red had already slit the throat of the third, and Yuffie's had become an ex-monster in a matter of seconds. When hers finally died, Aeris used the cure spell on all three of them. "There you go you three. Ugh. Cloud how long until we reach Gongaga? I don't think I'll be able to cast spells much longer.." Cloud rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "I'd say about five minutes, but I can't be sure," Tifa thanked high heaven. She was getting well and truly knackered. She turned to Cait Sith "Thanks for the warning 'Sith. We might have not got of so lightly," Cait grinned wolfishly "Shucks, I just wanna help ya all," Tifa noticed Cloud waving at them to get a move on. "Better get moving 'Sith!"
The jungle was thick and dark, despite the fact it was midday. *This is really depressing.* The thought staid in Tifa's mind and refused to budge. Suddenly the trail forked out, and three men and a woman in blue suits were standing there with an air of danger about them. She heard Aeris whisper " Oh no. That's the last thing I need, to deal with Turks.," Tifa's eyes widened with amazement. So these were the infamous Turks. When her bar had been flourishing, she had heard people talk about the Turks true fear in their voices. There was a scruffy one, with flame red hair, the other man, who in contrast was neat and completely bald. The woman was maybe a tad shorter then herself sporting platinum blonde hair. She faulted on the last. He had short midnight black hair, a finely boned face, but his eyes were obstructed from view by a pair of sunglasses. His skin was almost white *He must be from Wutai.* she didn't really pay the thought much attention. Then it struck her if he was from Wutai, he was practically a giant. Wutians were never known for being tall, and this guy must have been 6foot minimum. Her eyes drifted downwards and then settled on his left hand. A mechanical left hand. The dull sheen of metal almost mesmerized her *I wonder what happened to his real one.* a soft 'ahem' brought her back to the real world and realized that his face was directed towards her. She felt her face redden. "I think we can safely say you know who we are." His voice was soft and deep, with a light accent that she couldn't quite put her finger on. It was the sort of voice that you never forget. "My name is Vincent Valentine, Commander of the Turks. This Reno, Rude and Elena. I am afraid you have Centra that is vital to Shin-ra. It would be preferable that you just hand her over, and avoid any blood shed," Tifa heard the metallic whisper of the Buster Sword being drawn. "Forget it Turk. She isn't going back. Now get out of the way," Vincent sighed almost sadly. "I am most sorry that you chose to resist,"
Authors Notes: Hello wonderful people! This is my first attempt at a fic, So please r+r! If I get. uhm.five reviews I'll make a big effort to carry this on. Oh, and if you really, really, REALLY have to flame, try and make a nice one and maybe I'll let you lose on the next chapter J!
Some Things Are Meant to Changed.
Cloud woke with a start. After a moment of panic, he remembered where he was. In a miscellaneous field near Gongaga. Scratching his head, he rose and started buckling the Buster Sword to himself. They had to get to the village soon - even Red had started moaning and camping in a muddy field wasn't helping anyone's mood. He looked over his friends old and new. It seemed only yesterday that he was helping AVALANCHE bomb the reactor. Now he was helping Aeris find the Temple of the Ancients. He smiled. Even her name set of the warm fuzzy feeling in his stomach. He shook his head. He had more important things at hand. As in getting everyone up. He went round systematically, waking each. After much yawning and stretching (and cursing in Barrett's and Yuffie's case) they looked round about capable of walking. "Hoi! Spike! Were we headed?" It was Barrett. "Welll... I going to get us to Gongaga, get some proper rest and restock our supplies," Barrett nodded. *Amazing. That must be the first time he hasn't argued with my decision.* Cloud pushed the thought to the back of his head.
Tifa trudged behind the main party, gazing into the back Cloud's head. She couldn't help but feel that Cloud had been ignoring her since Aeris had entered the scene. Not that she held anything against Aeris, it was just.annoying. She tried to think of something else. They had started walking twenty minutes ago and they could now see the jungle looming. "Monster! Tifa! Yuffie! Behind you!" Tifa whirled around to meet the eyes of the huge reptilian beast. Yuffie was already giving it a whopping with her shruiken. Diving into the fight, she smacked her fist into the things muzzle, giving it a record breaking nose bleed. As she was busy with this monster, Red had already slit the throat of the third, and Yuffie's had become an ex-monster in a matter of seconds. When hers finally died, Aeris used the cure spell on all three of them. "There you go you three. Ugh. Cloud how long until we reach Gongaga? I don't think I'll be able to cast spells much longer.." Cloud rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "I'd say about five minutes, but I can't be sure," Tifa thanked high heaven. She was getting well and truly knackered. She turned to Cait Sith "Thanks for the warning 'Sith. We might have not got of so lightly," Cait grinned wolfishly "Shucks, I just wanna help ya all," Tifa noticed Cloud waving at them to get a move on. "Better get moving 'Sith!"
The jungle was thick and dark, despite the fact it was midday. *This is really depressing.* The thought staid in Tifa's mind and refused to budge. Suddenly the trail forked out, and three men and a woman in blue suits were standing there with an air of danger about them. She heard Aeris whisper " Oh no. That's the last thing I need, to deal with Turks.," Tifa's eyes widened with amazement. So these were the infamous Turks. When her bar had been flourishing, she had heard people talk about the Turks true fear in their voices. There was a scruffy one, with flame red hair, the other man, who in contrast was neat and completely bald. The woman was maybe a tad shorter then herself sporting platinum blonde hair. She faulted on the last. He had short midnight black hair, a finely boned face, but his eyes were obstructed from view by a pair of sunglasses. His skin was almost white *He must be from Wutai.* she didn't really pay the thought much attention. Then it struck her if he was from Wutai, he was practically a giant. Wutians were never known for being tall, and this guy must have been 6foot minimum. Her eyes drifted downwards and then settled on his left hand. A mechanical left hand. The dull sheen of metal almost mesmerized her *I wonder what happened to his real one.* a soft 'ahem' brought her back to the real world and realized that his face was directed towards her. She felt her face redden. "I think we can safely say you know who we are." His voice was soft and deep, with a light accent that she couldn't quite put her finger on. It was the sort of voice that you never forget. "My name is Vincent Valentine, Commander of the Turks. This Reno, Rude and Elena. I am afraid you have Centra that is vital to Shin-ra. It would be preferable that you just hand her over, and avoid any blood shed," Tifa heard the metallic whisper of the Buster Sword being drawn. "Forget it Turk. She isn't going back. Now get out of the way," Vincent sighed almost sadly. "I am most sorry that you chose to resist,"
Authors Notes: Hello wonderful people! This is my first attempt at a fic, So please r+r! If I get. uhm.five reviews I'll make a big effort to carry this on. Oh, and if you really, really, REALLY have to flame, try and make a nice one and maybe I'll let you lose on the next chapter J!