Where Light Doesn't Shine

Author's Notes: Yeah here's the second part of the prologue lol. Disclaimer: I don't own ff7. yet haha just playin'

Prologue part 2: (*hears people saying 'Hey you liar! You tricked me!'* Sorry guys but the first chapter is after this.

It's been 5 years now. We all went our separate paths. We chose our different roads, different jobs, and different places. Tifa has her bar, Cid has his rocket, Barrett has Marlene, Yuffie has her dad, Red XIII has Cosmo Canyon, and Vincent has his sleep. I didn't really have much. I have my sword, my life, and my job as a mercenary. The members of the AVALANCHE teams' lives have changed drastically. But there are some things that will always remain the same: our memories, our adventures, friendship, and, of course, Aeris, and Sephiroth.

Midgar was abandoned now. Everyone has moved to the town of Kalm. Due to the incoming population, Kalm grew big and eventually became a city. Not everyone embarked to just Kalm, but also other towns as well such as Nibelheim, and Wutai. Recent discovery of electricity led to the disposal of the Mako Reactors.

The rise of the Noh Shin-Ra government brought big changes to the world. Under the leadership of Reid the II, the new Shin-Ra president, the government began taking influence around the world, and established their headquarters in the city of Nibelheim. The government vowed to never again use Mako Reactors, but instead, electricity and devoted their time to listening what the people need, and not what they (the government) want. Not all cities or countries, like Wutai, were under the control of the Noh Shin-Ra, but sworn alliance as long as they get to keep their own way of governing. The world was at peace.

I, however, was not at peace. I felt that Sephiroth was still alive. I felt that he was near, plotting whatever crazy things he's gonna do in this world. I felt that he was still alive and well.

Chapter 1: "Good day, and Good bye"

Reid looked out of his large window, and down at the city of Nibelheim. He had red, combed hair, wore a tuxedo, and a tie. His eyes were emerald green. Because of his eyes, some people say that President Reid was once a SOLDIER. He looked like one of those people who are mean because of their political life. He looked at the busy streets, the houses, and buildings and his mansion, which was next to the Mt. Nibel road. He smiled at his progress, and his achievements.

"Boss, the Nibelheim Power Authority requests to send some of its employees to Midgar to retrieve materials for their new idea." A voice said.

"President Reid, please accept our request." Another voice said.
"Midgar?" he slowly turned around, facing the NPA employee. His green, cold eyes eyed him, and simply asked, "Why Midgar? That place is a junk now. No living thing could survive in that place either."
"B. Because, sir, that's the point. It's a junkyard. We can find things in a junkyard. They say that one man's treasure is another man's." the NPA employee replied nervously.
"Ah, yes, good point. I can recall the days in Midgar when I was a young lad." He turned his back again, and gazed out of the window down at Nibelheim. "I used to be a poor orphan there. I found Midgar very interesting even though I was an orphan."
"Ah. I'm very sorry to hear about your sad childhood, sir." The employee said with pity.
Reid ignored his pity, and continued, "Midgar, that junkyard, was the place where I found my childhood toys, and my dream. Can you believe this? Your president once lived in the suburbs of Midgar?" He ended with a small chuckle and faced him once again, "State your reason why you want to go there."
The employee smiled with a grin, and explained, "Sir, you know that our electricity is not perfect. So far, only wealthy men are able to have electric power, but they still get blackouts. Therefore we came up with a conclusion: if we are able to build a Power Plant, we can be able to supply not only the wealthy people, but also apartments and those who aren't even rich enough to get electricity! We decided to charge our customers at a very, very small price at 1 gil per Kilowatt an hour!" There was a sudden enlighten on Reid's face, "Amazing! That is truly a genius idea! I grant you access to Midgar, but your squad must be careful: there are monsters that have taken over Midgar, and now reside there. I will send my own bodyguards (The Turks), to show how much I'm committed to your idea, and, also, an ex-SOLDIER along with your squad."

Cloud sat on a chair in Tifa's bar, 7th Heaven, and sipped his king car lemon tea bottle. "So, Cloud, how's it going nowadays?" the childhood friend asked. "Same old stuff." He replied. The bar itself wasn't really shabby. There was a pool table, and some other seating tables inside. There wasn't much light so it gave the customers a depressed feeling. The counter was black and had a cushion on both sides. Behind the counter was a large, marble shelf of wine bottles, vodka, shot glasses, regular glasses, and some choice of sodas and tea.

"So how's everyone else? Do you know?" Cloud asked. "Nope, I haven't heard much from everyone else except you anymore." She replied. He laid the empty bottle on the counter, and sighed, "Yeah, it's sure quiet without them, huh?" She nodded in response, and grabbed the bottle to throw it away, "Even though we're away, I still get the feeling that we'll meet again someday, all together as a team again." Cloud raised an eyebrow. She giggled and smiled, "It's like school. There's always a summer vacation. Right now, I feel that our separation is like a summer vacation." "Uh. right. It seems to be a very long summer vacation." Cloud said.

A figure walked into the bar. He had long, red hair, a blue, long-sleeve polo shirt that was open, revealing a white T-shirt underneath, and wore blue slacks along with black shoes. He carried a rod with him and sat down next to Cloud, "One beer please." And the beer was passed to him. Cloud just closed his eyes and sighed, "You again, Reno? When will you start leaving us alone? Come to think of it, we DESERVE to be alone. We have done anything at all." Reno chuckled, "Wow, Cloud, you haven't lost your funny philosophies at all." He sipped his beer, and began, "Yeah, you haven't done anything, but I have something that would interest you, but it's also something you and I won't like." "Yeah. and what's that?" "Well, you said it yourself, you are a mercenary, and mercenary's take on any job right?" "Yeah, are we getting to the part that you won't like yet?" "Yeah, this is it: President Reid wants you, and my Turks to protect a group of NPA squad while they go to Midgar." "Aw great. I never thought I'd ever side with the Turks. That's the last thing in the world I would ever think of. well maybe second last." "Yeah, same here. We will be leaving in 48 hours. Meet us in the harbor."

It came to the day when he was ready to leave. It rained hard outside that day. Children didn't play; dogs and puppies hid in their boxes, and parents continue watching the weather channel.

"The meteorologists have indicated that Nibelheim is on the brink of getting hit by a hurricane. Entitled 'Hurricane Lloyd', Lloyd will hit in approximately 4 hours from now. Before that, Nibeheim will experience a lot of rain, and possible, but small floods. Ships beware for the waves aren't gonna give you a smooth ride." The news reporter laughed at his little corny joke, then switched his paper to the back side. "Hurricane Lloyd is heading northeast at 120 mph, and winds, and gusts up to 90 mph. Sea level." The volume of the TV was lowered slowly. The NPA General shook his head, and said, "Blah blah blah! We can still dodge this storm. Contact the Turks and that ex-SOLDIER. Tell them that we're going. We have waited too long for this project to be finished."

Cloud stood ready, and walked down stairs. He wore a black cloak, and held his Buster Sword over his shoulders. He walked out and noticed a familiar face near the old well (Or at least I think it was a well).

". Tifa. What are you doing here?" he asked. "Come on, there's a storm brewin' and I'm sure you won't like it out here."

Tifa stood there looking at him. She wore a white-brownish coat, and wore a hood. She smiled at that remark for Cloud's "philosophies" always made her smile even though it sounds retarded. "Ahem, you should take lessons from what you say. What are YOU doing out here, and why are you carrying your sword around again?"

"It's business. I got a job."

"Can I come?" she asked with a bright smile on her face.

"No." he said coldly.

"Come on." she pleaded and tried to look innocent.

"I said no! That is NOT gonna work on me this time!" Cloud growled.

Author's Notes: Hey guys. Hope you liked the first chapter. I'm sure you guys have no idea what the heck is gonna happen, but bear with me and you'll see. First of all: Read and Review. This is certainly the first serious fan fiction I've ever put on this site so go easy on me a bit. Please don't flame me, but if you have something to say, at least tell me what you liked or disliked about the story. Aight peace.