Uprising Midgar

I knew it'd be better if I didn't return to my home, I expected that the Turks had left an unwanted gift for me. So, even though I was against it, I headed straight to Tifa's tavern. But only after ditching the uniform and getting some real clothes from the wall market. I barged in and looked around. She was cleaning up, and by the looks of it, for a while. "They must've thrown some party!" I thought as I tried to look normal as I walked up to her. She was picking up some pieces of broken glass, so she hadn't noticed me come in. When I started to help, she jumped, then looked at me.

"What happened to you?" she asked examining my face. Somehow she always knew, no matter how hard I tried to hide it. It was annoying, like having a mother.

"Never mind that, you think I can have that materia I had you hold onto back?" I said getting straight to the point. As long as I had it, the Turks would see no reason to bother her.

"Yeah, but, why do you need it?" she asked dumping the shards into a bag, then heading over to the trash bin.

"It's not important, I just do, ok?" I tried to sound as calm as I could, and even though she knew, she acted like she didn't. She walked over to the pinball machine and hit it hard, and like an elevator, it began to take her down. I followed. There was a small room below, one giant TV hooked up in the wall, a computer sat next to it for Jessy, she was always into that mechanical stuff. A table in the middle covered in papers and maps of reactors. And in the corner was a giant punching bag, for Barret no less. Tifa stepped up to the computer desk and pulled a drawer open. It was packed with papers and pictures, but on top was the materia. She pulled it out and handed it to me. I willingly took it and stared at it for a moment, then at Tifa.

"You know…we might not be able to see each other for a while." I said pocketing the new item. She knew better than to ask me too many questions, so she gave me a small punch to the shoulder and smiled.

"You'll come back soon." I smiled at her words, then headed back up the elevator. The wooden floor creaked below me as I made my exit smiling. I stepped off of the wooden porch and took in the gloomy scenery of sector 7. When I reached the bottom step I came to a halt. A strange feeling came from the black materia hidden in my pocket. I reached in, and pulled it out. The darkened glow lit up my face, it seemed to give me a strange feeling. I turned back to the darkened streets just in time to catch a drunkard running into a streetlamp, then shoved the materia back into my pocket. The sight of the man wasn't anything new. After a heavy sigh, I headed out into the street. I had planned to go to the train station to get to the wall market, but it was nearly three in the morning. Yet the first train would arrive in a couple of hours and I needed to get some sleep. But I couldn't sleep at the Hotel, there were always SOLDIER there. And I thought it best not to stay at Tifa's place…like I said, I hadn't planned to get her involved. So I decided a place nearby the station might be good. I'd make the first train with good time. Unfortunately the closest place without getting caught was in the train graveyard.

I had heard rumors when I first moved here that the train graveyard was haunted, but I'm not the superstitious type. I watched the moon sit in the sky as I cautiously stepped in. Mist had covered the ground lightly, and dew began to form small ice crystals below my feet. I noticed a nearby passenger car, half buried in the ground. Then headed inside of it. A couple of seats would make a good place to rest for the night, so I dusted it off, then used my old coat I wore as a pillow. It wouldn't be too long with this old coat of mine though, I had ordered a new coat at Bill's and it should be getting there soon. I planned to check when I got there. I closed my eyes, but that's all I could really do…I just couldn't sleep.

After twenty minutes or so, My eyes shot open as a strange screeching sound pierced the air next to me. I sprung into a sitting position and began scoping the area around me, but nothing was there. I figured it was nothing more than my imagination, so I lye back down and closed my eyes once more. The whistling of the wind outside was the only sound I could hear. About fifteen minutes after the scream, A feeling like a cold, clammy hand had landed on my head. I felt a chill race down my spine as I once again, shot from my resting position. But this time, there was a figure by the entrance of the car. All I could focus on were its eyes. Things were starting to get a little creepy. My ears started to burn and I felt my cold blood begin to drip down my cheek. I lifted my hand to it and took it back to in front of my face. It was covered in blood, which slid from my fingertips down to my arm. My attention was drawn to the floor where a slight squeaking of a rat scurrying across the floor came. Then I turned back to me hand, but, the blood was gone.

"what the fuck was that?" I thought standing up.

I stared at the entrance and felt my eyes burn slightly as the door had caught on fire. I knew what I have done, and I was very skilled in the art of magic, so I knew that the fire would not spread. I stayed staring at the door for a moment longer to see if there would be any reaction to my attack. But nothing. So I lye down once again, but this time, I stared at the ceiling, just thinking. Nothing had happened for a while. So eventually, after a couple of hours, I noticed outside one of the windows, that the mist was becoming lighter. I could tell morning was starting to come. I couldn't see the sunrise, always wanted to though, but being in Midgar took that privilege away. I got up, and headed out the door.

My shoes crushed the morning dew which had collected in a thick layer overnight. The breeze ran down my spine, but I ignored this small annoyance and concentrated on the road ahead. Later the strange feeling of the hand in the train had returned, but on my shoulder. I spun around coming face to face with…something! It appeared to have a melted face and was completely covered in blood, while shredded pieces of flesh sprinkled across it's body. I felt my eyes widen with shock as I stared into it's eyes…those strange eyes that seemed to burrow through my skin eating me from the inside. I had caught myself, and broke away, when I turned back to it, my eyes were now burning as it caught ablaze. But it showed no reaction to my attack, it simply stood there. After a couple of seconds, it began to raise it's long arm and it placed it's hand on my head. The screeching of a train came once more…but now, I could visualize something…it was blurry at first, but slowly began to focus…people…people began to appear one at a time…they were all dying…all different types of people…men…women…and children…there were so many!

I fell to my knees…apparently, I was screaming. But I couldn't hear myself…everything was silent. This seemed to go on forever…but it all ended after a while…everything was quiet. When I could focus on what I was doing, I realized that I was in front of the conductor of the morning train. He was looking at me strangely, "Will you be getting on ma'am?" he asked.

"uh…yeah…thank you." I responded still confused as to what just happened. I looked back to the misty graveyard, and walked onto the train.