Uprising Midgar

After a couple more hours of staring at the empty floor, the cells by mine had become quiet. I figured it was late, but I wasn't exactly in the mood for sleep. I slowly made my way to the door and peaked out the tiny window. One soldier was half-asleep leaning against the wall a little ways down the hall from my cell. I grinned, it was the perverted guard. I needed to get out of there. The only other information that the Turks didn't have was the location of the black materia. Which was hidden with AVALANCH. But I would rather die a slow tortured death than get Tifa involved. So I needed a plan to escape.

"Hey!" I said, just loud enough to wake the guard up.

He stared for a moment blankly at the wall across him, then looked around catching my eye, "Quiet Wench!" he snapped.

I ignored him, "Come over here." I cooed as calmly as I could trying to get his attention.

"I said shut up!" he growled.

"You seemed pretty interested before." I said coolly. He became interested and slowly made his way to my cell door. In a couple of seconds he was right on the other side staring into my eyes.

I gave off a small giggle like a school girl, then brought my lips to the bars and whispered, "I can make it worth your while."

I heard his heart pound and his eyes widened a bit. Then a creepy grin came across his face, but he was still hesitant. "Come on" I continued in a whisper. "I know you don't get much action." This was pretty true, when a person joins SOLDIER they dedicate themselves fully to their job, which meant little time for themselves, and even less with the ones they love. So it was pretty obvious what his choice was going to be.

He reached in his pocket and pulled out a key chain full of keys, I watched as he slowly went through them until he had finally come across the right one. Then he slid it into the hole, and I stepped back as he opened the door. When we were face to face, he froze as he stared right into my large grin. It was too late, I had my hand to his neck and in only a second a quick snap had pronounced him dead. Still holding his now lifeless body in my hand, I threw him into my cell, made sure no one was outside, then gently closed the door just enough for a crack of the hall light to shine through. I couldn't shut it completely, or the door would lock and it'd be pretty suspicious for the next guard to open my cell door to find me inside with a dead soldier next to me.

I had to be quick and careful. I immediately began to pull his clothes off and his helmet, then started to switch them with mine. When I was fully dressed in the uniform, I pulled his body onto the bed and covered him with the blankets, to give the impression to guards passing by that I was asleep. The uniform really smelled bad, it was like he had never washed it, but it would have to do. Although the fact that he was a few sizes larger than me helped. At least it wasn't too big, and I doubted anyone would notice. I edged my way out the door and slowly shut it behind me. Then I calmly walked down the hall until I came across the steps.

"This bastard should have a cardkey." I said under my breath rummaging through the uniform. But when I didn't find one, I started down the stairs. I began to think of Tifa, and I was praying that she hadn't noticed I was gone, or she would probably come into the building to get me herself. I smiled knowing how much we cared for each other, we were like sisters, even though we were cousins. But as I reached a few floors down I froze. My heart had skipped a beat, what was it? I turned and faced outside the entrance to the staircase. It led into a gym, and ahead was a single man, he had a towel wrapped around his waist and was drying his blonde hair with another. His chest was…perfect…not one of those scrawny, or the over-muscular ones, it was clean shaven and smooth. I couldn't help but stare. Even though his eyes were closed at the moment to avoid his wet hair poking them, I could tell that they too were going to be something to look at.

I snuck inside the room and by the doorway. He hadn't noticed. I peaked inside and he had dropped his lower towel, which I quickly turned away, I wasn't the one to…but why not? I wanted to…NO! what was I thinking? He was one of them! He was probably going to be just another…I froze…were they all really like that…By the time I had looked back he had his pants on and was slipping his boots over the cuffs. I felt my heart pound as I watched him. I think I…I think I wanted him. I was never like this, I caught myself turning away and mentally slapping myself. I needed to keep my mind on the matter at hand, not at some guys…but his body…his face…this time I physically slapped myself, and I heard him stop. I knew he had heard me, so I quickly moved to another room, and peeked out the side. I watched as he looked out the door, holding his sword with him like it was his girl. His eyes were open now, and I had been right. They were quite the eyes, they were those eyes that only a few had, he had been exposed to mako, which gave them the look of glowing sapphires.

I knew that if I was to confront him, however, I would most likely get caught. I wasn't sure what kind of guy he was. But I couldn't worry about that, I needed to get the fuck out of there. I took one last glance at him, then slowly turned around and continued down the stairs. Trying to keep the echo of my new boots to a minimum, which was really hard. But I had finally reached the bottom floor. I stopped, I was panting, my heart pounding, I glanced back up the stairs thinking of…him, then headed straight out the door of the building and into the city.