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Summary: This is mostly about all of AVALANCHE, though I do tend to wonder off in a different direction every now and then. Mostly about Yuffie and her life. This is very dramatic, but there is some comic relief. Read and review!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
After Effects
By: Yuffie Kisaragi
Chapter One: Miss Yuffie
"Damn times two!" -Yuffie Kisaragi
Cloud woke up with a feeling of dread. Where was he? He was almost too afraid to open his eyes, so he left them shut.
Wake up!
He knew that they'd defeated someone, but who was it? Why?
Cloud!?!
A meteor? Sephiroth? Why did that come back?
Cloud!?!
That voice! He recognized it from somewhere, but where?
Cloud, please wake up! I-I love you, Cloud.
Tifa Lockheart? Was that Tifa's voice? He heard crying. Was Tifa crying, why? Please, please wake up!
He opened his eyes. The feeling of dread left him, but where exactly was he? He tried to sit up, but straps held him down.
No, he thought. Where's Tifa?
He glanced around the room. It was a hospital room, and in the corner was a girl crying.
"Tifa?" His voice was hoarse, making it sound like he was whispering, and his throat hurt terribly.
The girl looked over at Cloud. "Cloud? You're awake!" She hit a button, then hurried over to Cloud.
"Where am I?" His throat hurt worse with every word.
"You're in the hospital." A nurse and doctor hurried into the room, interrupting Cloud and Tifa.
"Amazing," the doctor remarked.
"I'm sorry, but what's amazing?" Cloud asked hoarsely.
The doctor looked startled. "You don't remember about the Highwind accident?" Cloud shook his head. "Let me undo these straps, then I will allow Miss Lockheart to explain." The nurse unstrapped Cloud from the bed and disconnected his IV.
Tifa moved forward and shook the doctor's and the nurse's hands and thanked them, then they left, leaving Tifa and Cloud alone in the hospital room.
"So, what happened?"
Tifa's brown eyes shone with love and worry.
"After our final battle with Sephiroth, we went back to Midgar and got many of the people from the slums out. We took them away from Midgar when Holy struck. Midgar's totally destroyed. You and Cid dropped everyone off at Kalm, then headed back to Rocket Town. Something happened, neither of you know what, but the Highwind crashed."
"Where's Cid?" Cloud asked, his throat still hurt terribly, but he really didn't care at the moment. He had to make sure that his friend was okay.
"He's fine. Escaped with only a few scratches. You've been in a coma for three weeks, though."
Cloud sat up and tried to fight off nausea.
"Lay down," Tifa commanded softly, but firmly.
Cloud looked up at Tifa and gave her a reassuring smile.
"I'm fine. Lemme get started on the rehabilitation right away. 'Till then, you can fill me in on what's happened these last few weeks."
"Well," Tifa started. How could she summarize all that happened in the past three weeks? "A new town has started up, two actually. Somaliland, which is between Chocobo Bill's ranch and Kalm. Then, Glasgow, which is to the east of the ruins of Midgar, it's a harbor town."
"How's everyone? Where'd they all go?"
Tifa smiled, of course he'd want to find out about all of their friends.
"Well, Barret and Marlene went back to Corel to help them rebuild. Red went home to Cosmo Canyon to become the Canyon's Protector. Cid went back to Rocket Town and is still living with Shera, treating her better than he used to, but not much. Together, they're rebuilding his rocket, with help from the crew, of course. Yuffie went back to Wutai, but recently disappeared. We gave her all our materia as we'd promised." Cloud chuckled and shook his head. "Reeve and Cait Sith are trying to help build Somaliland and Glasgow. Vincent went to Lucrecia's Falls, but Lucrecia had died. He set up a small funeral, then disappeared after it was finished. The Turks," Cloud frowned at the name and Tifa held in a laugh. "The Turks are mercenaries for hire...and Reeve has hired them to help protect the Black Materia and Sephiroth's Mesamune."
Cloud looked drowsy, so Tifa urged him to go back to sleep and get some rest. He finally drifted off to sleep and Tifa called everyone on the PHS to let them know that Cloud woke up.
"Reno, why can't you just quit being such a pervert and c'mere!?!" A blonde woman practically screamed at the red head guy, both wearing suits. Reno, who had been staring at a pretty brunet waitress, suddenly looked over at his comrades, Elena and Rude.
"Huh?"
Elena let out a sound that sounded suspiciously like a growl and Rude shook his head.
"Your turn to pay, Reno." Rude stated casually. Reno suddenly looked panicked.
"Oh, uh, could someone lend me some gil?" He caught Elena's glare. "Jeesh, I'll pay, I'll pay!" He pulled a wad of gil out of his pocket, counted it out, then handed it to the bartender.
The three Turks headed outside into the cool night. "So, where we headed tomorrow?" Elena asked suddenly. Reno shrugged and propped his Electro-mag Rod against his shoulder.
"How 'bout Wutai?" Rude suggested. Reno thought for a second.
"Sure. I heard that the Pest has disappeared, so Lord Godo might want someone to find her for him."
"Thought we were supposed to be protecting the Black Materia and Sephiroth's Mesamune."
Rude shook his head. "Reeve and Dio cut a deal. Dio protects the materia and sword if he gets to display them in the battle arena." Elena nodded.
"Fair trade, I suppose. So, let's go meet Godo tomorrow, then." The three headed into a nice hotel and went to their rooms unaware of the shadow that had followed them from the bar and heard everything that they said.
Chekhov looked up at the clock again. Miss Yuffie had been missing for 10 days and 12 hours now. Lord Godo paced in his room, afraid of what exactly may have happened to his seventeen-year-old daughter.
Lord Godo had sent her on a mission with Shake as part of her ninja training. Shake came back the next day, but the young ninja had disappeared, and now Lord Godo was frantic.
The PHS rang.
"Hello?" Staniv answered. Tifa's voice was barely audible over the static.
"Staniv? Let me speak with Lord Godo, please." Staniv handed the PHS to Lord Godo.
"Yes, Tifa?"
"Lord Godo, Cloud's awake, though it may take him a while to return to full health." Her joyfulness turned very serious. "Have you heard from Yuffie?"
"No, I may have sent her on a mission too dangerous."
"I'm sure she'll be fine," Tifa said reassuringly. "But, if it will make you feel better, the Turks are looking for work again, I believe they're in Glasgow right now. They might be helpful."
"Yes, I might try them. Thank you, Tifa. Please tell Cloud to get well soon from all of us."
"'Bye."
"Goodbye, Tifa." Chekhov looked at Lord Godo disapprovingly. "Do you really think that the Turks would be much help? I mean, their reputation isn't all that good." Lord Godo sighed deeply and sat down.
"They, and AVALANCHE may be our only hopes. Shake, you said the last place you saw her was where, again?"
"Junon, sir."
Yuffie saw the guard open the door and sat up. "Here," he said gruffly, handing the young ninja her tray. She looked at it disapprovingly.
"C'mon! This is the best food you've got? I can do better than that, and I can't cook!"
The guard walked past Yuffie to leave, and that's when she struck. She stuck out her foot, tripping him. then, she slammed her elbow into the back of his head, forcing his face into the concrete floor rather hard, breaking his nose and knocking him out. Yuffie headed out the open door and down the stair, then reached a fork in the road.
Which way? she wondered silently. She'd been blind folded when they'd brought her in, so she had no clue as to which way to go or where she was.
"Ah, Miss Yuffie," a voice said from behind her.
"Damn," she implied, turning around to face an older, white haired man standing there. She turned to run, then saw four more men coming from each corridor. "Damn times two!" she swore.
The older man's eyes sparkled with glee. "You've made it farther than last time, injuring one in the process, but to no avail." One of the men hit Yuffie hard in the head from behind, knocking her out.
"Sir," Rohan said. "The men are bored. They don't want guard duty anymore, they want to train."
"Rohan," the older, whire haired man replied to the dark haired teen. "Take them in shifts. Send some to train, some to be on guard, and some for sleep and eat. They get paid to guard, so that's what they'll do."
Rohan sighed, "Yessir, Beorc." He turned on his heel and left the room, leaving Beorc alone.
Beorc sat downat his desk and wrote a letter. He didn't sign it, but put his seal on it. He could almost feel the gil in his hands now, the gil that he was going to get from this kidnapping mission.
A dark figure emerged on one of the roofs in Grasgow. It moved swiftly and silently from one roof to another, leaving no trace it was ever there. Someone may have found this as weird, if it were light enough to see, but it wasn't.
Finally, Vincent hopped to the ground and headed towards the hospital. Night shift knew him, so he went on up to Cloud's room. He slipped in silently and saw Cloud and Tifa talking quietly.
"Shouldn't you be resting?" he asked suddenly, causing Tifa and Cloud to jump.
"Quit sneaking up on people like that," Tifa whispered fiercely.
Vincent ignored the statement. "No sign of Yuffie anywhere, but I know what the deal Reeve was talking about is. He is letting Dio use Sephiroth's Mesamune and the black materia in his showcase in the battle arena in exchange for it being guarded. So, the Turks have decided to ask Lord Godo for a job."
"Finding Yuffie?" Tifa asked, Vincent nodded. "Oh, boy. Wouldn't that be funny?
"So," Vincent said, changing the subject. "When do you get out of here?"
"Tomorrow," Cloud answered with a grin. "I'm in perfect health. I can walk, talk, feed myself, and do whatever I damn well please. So, Doc Samuels says I can leave first thing tomorrow morning."
Vincent nodded. The PHS rang, so Cloud answered it. "'Ello?"
"Cloud, this is Lord Godo." His tone was serious. "I need you to contact your friends."
"Sure, why?"
"I would like them to help find Yuffie. Have them meet at my palace.
"Okay, Lord Godo. Bye."
"Goodbye, Cloud."
Cloud looked back at Tifa and Vincent. "Start calling everyone. We meet in Wutai tomorrow at the Emperial Palace."
End of Chapter One: Miss Yuffie
(A/N: Thank you all for reading and please review! {to herself: Oh, GAWD! I sound like such a geek!} So, please review. I'm shooting for at least ten reviews, but I'll settle for less. After I get two reviews, I'll post the next chapter.)
Summary: This is mostly about all of AVALANCHE, though I do tend to wonder off in a different direction every now and then. Mostly about Yuffie and her life. This is very dramatic, but there is some comic relief. Read and review!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
After Effects
By: Yuffie Kisaragi
Chapter One: Miss Yuffie
"Damn times two!" -Yuffie Kisaragi
Cloud woke up with a feeling of dread. Where was he? He was almost too afraid to open his eyes, so he left them shut.
Wake up!
He knew that they'd defeated someone, but who was it? Why?
Cloud!?!
A meteor? Sephiroth? Why did that come back?
Cloud!?!
That voice! He recognized it from somewhere, but where?
Cloud, please wake up! I-I love you, Cloud.
Tifa Lockheart? Was that Tifa's voice? He heard crying. Was Tifa crying, why? Please, please wake up!
He opened his eyes. The feeling of dread left him, but where exactly was he? He tried to sit up, but straps held him down.
No, he thought. Where's Tifa?
He glanced around the room. It was a hospital room, and in the corner was a girl crying.
"Tifa?" His voice was hoarse, making it sound like he was whispering, and his throat hurt terribly.
The girl looked over at Cloud. "Cloud? You're awake!" She hit a button, then hurried over to Cloud.
"Where am I?" His throat hurt worse with every word.
"You're in the hospital." A nurse and doctor hurried into the room, interrupting Cloud and Tifa.
"Amazing," the doctor remarked.
"I'm sorry, but what's amazing?" Cloud asked hoarsely.
The doctor looked startled. "You don't remember about the Highwind accident?" Cloud shook his head. "Let me undo these straps, then I will allow Miss Lockheart to explain." The nurse unstrapped Cloud from the bed and disconnected his IV.
Tifa moved forward and shook the doctor's and the nurse's hands and thanked them, then they left, leaving Tifa and Cloud alone in the hospital room.
"So, what happened?"
Tifa's brown eyes shone with love and worry.
"After our final battle with Sephiroth, we went back to Midgar and got many of the people from the slums out. We took them away from Midgar when Holy struck. Midgar's totally destroyed. You and Cid dropped everyone off at Kalm, then headed back to Rocket Town. Something happened, neither of you know what, but the Highwind crashed."
"Where's Cid?" Cloud asked, his throat still hurt terribly, but he really didn't care at the moment. He had to make sure that his friend was okay.
"He's fine. Escaped with only a few scratches. You've been in a coma for three weeks, though."
Cloud sat up and tried to fight off nausea.
"Lay down," Tifa commanded softly, but firmly.
Cloud looked up at Tifa and gave her a reassuring smile.
"I'm fine. Lemme get started on the rehabilitation right away. 'Till then, you can fill me in on what's happened these last few weeks."
"Well," Tifa started. How could she summarize all that happened in the past three weeks? "A new town has started up, two actually. Somaliland, which is between Chocobo Bill's ranch and Kalm. Then, Glasgow, which is to the east of the ruins of Midgar, it's a harbor town."
"How's everyone? Where'd they all go?"
Tifa smiled, of course he'd want to find out about all of their friends.
"Well, Barret and Marlene went back to Corel to help them rebuild. Red went home to Cosmo Canyon to become the Canyon's Protector. Cid went back to Rocket Town and is still living with Shera, treating her better than he used to, but not much. Together, they're rebuilding his rocket, with help from the crew, of course. Yuffie went back to Wutai, but recently disappeared. We gave her all our materia as we'd promised." Cloud chuckled and shook his head. "Reeve and Cait Sith are trying to help build Somaliland and Glasgow. Vincent went to Lucrecia's Falls, but Lucrecia had died. He set up a small funeral, then disappeared after it was finished. The Turks," Cloud frowned at the name and Tifa held in a laugh. "The Turks are mercenaries for hire...and Reeve has hired them to help protect the Black Materia and Sephiroth's Mesamune."
Cloud looked drowsy, so Tifa urged him to go back to sleep and get some rest. He finally drifted off to sleep and Tifa called everyone on the PHS to let them know that Cloud woke up.
"Reno, why can't you just quit being such a pervert and c'mere!?!" A blonde woman practically screamed at the red head guy, both wearing suits. Reno, who had been staring at a pretty brunet waitress, suddenly looked over at his comrades, Elena and Rude.
"Huh?"
Elena let out a sound that sounded suspiciously like a growl and Rude shook his head.
"Your turn to pay, Reno." Rude stated casually. Reno suddenly looked panicked.
"Oh, uh, could someone lend me some gil?" He caught Elena's glare. "Jeesh, I'll pay, I'll pay!" He pulled a wad of gil out of his pocket, counted it out, then handed it to the bartender.
The three Turks headed outside into the cool night. "So, where we headed tomorrow?" Elena asked suddenly. Reno shrugged and propped his Electro-mag Rod against his shoulder.
"How 'bout Wutai?" Rude suggested. Reno thought for a second.
"Sure. I heard that the Pest has disappeared, so Lord Godo might want someone to find her for him."
"Thought we were supposed to be protecting the Black Materia and Sephiroth's Mesamune."
Rude shook his head. "Reeve and Dio cut a deal. Dio protects the materia and sword if he gets to display them in the battle arena." Elena nodded.
"Fair trade, I suppose. So, let's go meet Godo tomorrow, then." The three headed into a nice hotel and went to their rooms unaware of the shadow that had followed them from the bar and heard everything that they said.
Chekhov looked up at the clock again. Miss Yuffie had been missing for 10 days and 12 hours now. Lord Godo paced in his room, afraid of what exactly may have happened to his seventeen-year-old daughter.
Lord Godo had sent her on a mission with Shake as part of her ninja training. Shake came back the next day, but the young ninja had disappeared, and now Lord Godo was frantic.
The PHS rang.
"Hello?" Staniv answered. Tifa's voice was barely audible over the static.
"Staniv? Let me speak with Lord Godo, please." Staniv handed the PHS to Lord Godo.
"Yes, Tifa?"
"Lord Godo, Cloud's awake, though it may take him a while to return to full health." Her joyfulness turned very serious. "Have you heard from Yuffie?"
"No, I may have sent her on a mission too dangerous."
"I'm sure she'll be fine," Tifa said reassuringly. "But, if it will make you feel better, the Turks are looking for work again, I believe they're in Glasgow right now. They might be helpful."
"Yes, I might try them. Thank you, Tifa. Please tell Cloud to get well soon from all of us."
"'Bye."
"Goodbye, Tifa." Chekhov looked at Lord Godo disapprovingly. "Do you really think that the Turks would be much help? I mean, their reputation isn't all that good." Lord Godo sighed deeply and sat down.
"They, and AVALANCHE may be our only hopes. Shake, you said the last place you saw her was where, again?"
"Junon, sir."
Yuffie saw the guard open the door and sat up. "Here," he said gruffly, handing the young ninja her tray. She looked at it disapprovingly.
"C'mon! This is the best food you've got? I can do better than that, and I can't cook!"
The guard walked past Yuffie to leave, and that's when she struck. She stuck out her foot, tripping him. then, she slammed her elbow into the back of his head, forcing his face into the concrete floor rather hard, breaking his nose and knocking him out. Yuffie headed out the open door and down the stair, then reached a fork in the road.
Which way? she wondered silently. She'd been blind folded when they'd brought her in, so she had no clue as to which way to go or where she was.
"Ah, Miss Yuffie," a voice said from behind her.
"Damn," she implied, turning around to face an older, white haired man standing there. She turned to run, then saw four more men coming from each corridor. "Damn times two!" she swore.
The older man's eyes sparkled with glee. "You've made it farther than last time, injuring one in the process, but to no avail." One of the men hit Yuffie hard in the head from behind, knocking her out.
"Sir," Rohan said. "The men are bored. They don't want guard duty anymore, they want to train."
"Rohan," the older, whire haired man replied to the dark haired teen. "Take them in shifts. Send some to train, some to be on guard, and some for sleep and eat. They get paid to guard, so that's what they'll do."
Rohan sighed, "Yessir, Beorc." He turned on his heel and left the room, leaving Beorc alone.
Beorc sat downat his desk and wrote a letter. He didn't sign it, but put his seal on it. He could almost feel the gil in his hands now, the gil that he was going to get from this kidnapping mission.
A dark figure emerged on one of the roofs in Grasgow. It moved swiftly and silently from one roof to another, leaving no trace it was ever there. Someone may have found this as weird, if it were light enough to see, but it wasn't.
Finally, Vincent hopped to the ground and headed towards the hospital. Night shift knew him, so he went on up to Cloud's room. He slipped in silently and saw Cloud and Tifa talking quietly.
"Shouldn't you be resting?" he asked suddenly, causing Tifa and Cloud to jump.
"Quit sneaking up on people like that," Tifa whispered fiercely.
Vincent ignored the statement. "No sign of Yuffie anywhere, but I know what the deal Reeve was talking about is. He is letting Dio use Sephiroth's Mesamune and the black materia in his showcase in the battle arena in exchange for it being guarded. So, the Turks have decided to ask Lord Godo for a job."
"Finding Yuffie?" Tifa asked, Vincent nodded. "Oh, boy. Wouldn't that be funny?
"So," Vincent said, changing the subject. "When do you get out of here?"
"Tomorrow," Cloud answered with a grin. "I'm in perfect health. I can walk, talk, feed myself, and do whatever I damn well please. So, Doc Samuels says I can leave first thing tomorrow morning."
Vincent nodded. The PHS rang, so Cloud answered it. "'Ello?"
"Cloud, this is Lord Godo." His tone was serious. "I need you to contact your friends."
"Sure, why?"
"I would like them to help find Yuffie. Have them meet at my palace.
"Okay, Lord Godo. Bye."
"Goodbye, Cloud."
Cloud looked back at Tifa and Vincent. "Start calling everyone. We meet in Wutai tomorrow at the Emperial Palace."
End of Chapter One: Miss Yuffie
(A/N: Thank you all for reading and please review! {to herself: Oh, GAWD! I sound like such a geek!} So, please review. I'm shooting for at least ten reviews, but I'll settle for less. After I get two reviews, I'll post the next chapter.)
