YK2: Thanks to all who reviewed!
Surka: Hmm.. I wanna recognize another fic! Can I??? PUH-LEASE!?!?
Dracon: My Gods, just let her!
YK2: ~shrugs~ Bothers me none. Go on ahead. Knock yourself out!
Surka: Okay! For those of you that like "Sucked into the FF7 World" kinda stories, I highly recommend Alternate Earth! The authoress is excellent and her stories are hillarious!
YK2: Heh, sorry, all.. Surka only wants you to read that story because she's in it... Another good one to read would be.. er..
Dracon: Final Fantasy: World Conflict by NeoBomberKid
YK2: Yeah! That one!
Surka: I'm in that one too!!!
YK2: OK! On with the fic!!!
~Disclaimer Here~
Goddesses and Generals: "She? By chance, does this... woman have black hair with red highlights?" - General Sephiroth Alkinese
I walked inside and saw about half a dozen men in 'Shitty ShinRa Blue Uniforms,' as my oldest brother, Willem, had called them. It pains me to think of Willem.. His body was the only one I got to give a decent grave to. The ceremony was short, but Lord Godo and his daughter came for me. Lord Godo had liked Willem, even wanted to train my brother himself. Though, mother and father didn't have enough money, Lord Godo offered to do it for free. Too much pride, my family had. And to think that if I had only three months more training I would have died along with them.
"Gabriella Uy?"
I looked at the one who spoke and nodded. "That's me," I said in a scared voice like that of a child.
The man glanced at the guard on his left and nodded toward me. The second guard came toward me and I sighed. I'd been double-crossed. I shouldn't have trusted that damn general! Would they take me as a hostage? Ninja senses kicked in as they did in my times of desperation. I felt the throwing stars in my hand.
"Come on," I whispered softly to myself. "Three steps.. Two steps.. One.." My hand shot out and the guard was pinned to the wall with throwing stars. My shuriken was out in as much time as it took for the lightning to strike Da Chao, not too far from my home. The battle was on.
They were simple enough to beat. Run up, slash, next. Same as before. Third, drop down, ground sweep, slash. The rest, Fire-All.
About the time I stood up, four more SOLDIERs burst in. "You... You killed them... all!?!"
I shook my head. "No, they're just... sleeping.. For a long, long, long time," I replied with a sympathetic smile. I hated to hurt anyone, especially if it involved killing them.
"You are under arrest for the murder of six low-rank Midgar/ShinRa SOLDIERs. Sleepel."
I fell to one knee, but wasn't asleep. His spell was barely strong enough to make me drousy, but I staggered to walk. The largest man frisked me, then flung me over his shoulder. As we walked away from my house, tears streamed down my face. My home, the home I had always known, was being burnt. "JACKASSES!" I screamed, then another sleepel spell was cast on me, this time rendering me unconscious.
~!@#$%^&*
I awoke the next morning on a straw mat with clothes laying next to me. "What the hell kind of clothes are these?" I wondered aloud to myself.
"Sorry, miss," the guard apologized, his Midgar (Boston) accent showing (For those of you that watch Survivor: All Stars, picture Boston Robb in your head). "That's all we got. There aren't any women on base here, so some of the guys chipped in their clothes."
I had to smile at him. He was so cute, and about my age. He seemed so polite, how could such a cute and nice guy get tangled up in such a ruthless war between cities? Then again, I remembered how easily I was fooled by the general. "Would you mind turning around so I can get dressed?" I asked. He smiled and did as he was asked.
I pulled on the baggy windbreaker pants and over-sized tee-shirt. By the time I had achieved in fixing the belt so that it fit me and got my boots back on, the guard was standing at attention. Footsteps... Two sets...
A familiar voice filled the air. "So, what is this prisoner here for?"
"Well, general," the male voice replied. "The murder of six SOLDIERs. Low-rank, but..."
The footsteps stopped. "My Gods... He must be strong! Low ranking, perhaps, but still... One must have physical strngth to be in SOLDIER. To kill six of them... this guy must be a monster!"
"She, sir..."
There was a pause. "She? By chance, does this... woman have black hair with red highlights?"
"Indeed, sir."
I smiled and leaned back against the wall. So, he didn't know about my capture. I wondered why they were set out to find me.
The footsteps came closer and shadows danced on the other wall. "Do you know her?"
A chuckle echoed through out the room I was in. "Aye, we met yesterday." The tall, silver-haired man came into view, beside him a shorter blonde man. "Goddess of Fortune?" he asked, a smirk on his face.
"General." Our eyes met, mine filled with hatred. "They attacked me first. I merely defended myself, as anyone would do if not read any rights or told why someone was trying to take them away from their home. Speaking of which, my home is now ashes, all my momentos gone, anything I may have once had... " My voice trailed off, but I refused to cry or even allow tears to come to my eyes. Tears were shameful.
Sephiroth looked at the man beside him. "Let her go. She's my guest."
"Y-Yessir!!" He nodded to the guard, whom I'd nicknamed Robb for some unknown reason. Robb smiled charmingly at me and unlocked the door.
I smiled back at him and caught a gleam of... jealousy?... in the general's eyes. I left my clothes.. They were too wet for me to care about. The general offered his arm as a polite gesture and I accepted. He escorted me to a building that had once been a clothing shop. "Do you mind?" I asked softly, looking longingly at the clothes.
"Go ahead," he replied. "Get whatever you need and make sure you get a nice dress or two, also." I didn't question him, but started looking. I found dark blue pants and a black halter top, a pair of boots, and hair bands for my hair. I also got a half-and-half dres with matching gloves. On the left side of the dress, it was black, the right side was white. My left glove was white and the right glove was black.
I stepped out of the changing room wearing the blue pants and black halter to reveal my shapely 5' 8" frame.
Across the room, I saw General Sephiroth arguing with another soldier. The other man was about the same height, bald, and hideously scarred. One of those guys that made you feel sorry for him until you spoke to him, then he made you want to go puke. I walked over and stood beside the general, who instinctively put an arm around my waist. Not that I minded...
"Gabriella, this is First-Class SOLDIER, Jack Sprunck. Jack, this is Miss Uy."
An annoying smirked played on his lips as his eyes wondered about my body. "Hello," I said politely, more to distract him from checking me over than to actually make conversation with him.
" Evenin', Miss Uy."
I felt Sephiroth's arm tighten around me, pulling me slightly closer. Was he marking his territory or merely protecting me? The muscles in his arm tensed as he stared daggers at Mr. Sprunck. "You're dismissed, Jack."
Jack saluted, then took my hand in his and kissed it lightly. The feel of his rough lips on the back of my smooth hand.. Well, it thoroughly grossed me out. "Good day, Ms. Uy." He turned, smirking at the general, and left.
"He seemed nice enough... Though freaked me out, a bit."
Sephiroth smiled down at me. "Want to go out to eat with me tonight?"
His question caught me off-guard. "I-I don't know... Too many people know me here in Wutai.." He nodded, the look of rejextio on his face, smothering his handsome features. "Though if it were under any other circumstances, I would accept." This seemed to make him happier. "I mean.. It's not every day some handsome general makes a move on you," I winked and grinned at him.
A blush took his face for a brief moment, then a smile spread across his features once again. "What about in Midgar?" My eyes widened and my jaw dropped. "I have a business meeting in Midgar next week and.. kinda need a date." He suddenly seemed shy, as if I was the first girl he'd ever asked out on a date.
"I - I'd love to!"
His charming smile showed more and more over the next few days. I had a huge wardrobe and small hut to myself. All of the guys adored me, because I was the only woman they'd seen in a long while. I helped a few guys write love letters to their sweet hearts, wives, or whomever they wanted to send a love letter to. I gave them ideas on what to do when they got home from the war. The worst thing, though was when Robb, whose name was actually Robert, received a letter in the mail from his mother-in-law. His wife had died in childbirth, as had the child.
I sat for three hours one day, helping him understand our religion and where we believed people go after they leave their lives. From what I undertand of other religions, some believe the same thing as Wutains. Every soul returns to the Planet, or the Life Stream.. Even if they were evil, then they just become punished for their evil deeds while in the Life Stream. Robb felt much better afterwards, and was allowed to return home for her funeral.
Every morning at 07:00, the general came to get me for breakfast. We could do whatever, almost always eating and talking, until 09:00, when a SOLDIER would drag him away for his general duties. I saw him again from 12:00 until 15:00, whe he had more general duties to tend to. Then, around 19:00, we went to dinner and talked until he went to his hut and I to mine.
~!@#$%^&*
YK2: Okay.. A bit boring.. BUT IT WILL GET BETTER!!!
Surka: I hope...
Dracon: What the HFIL were you thinking!?!
Surka: (Uy is pronounced like Eww-ie...)
YK2: HFIL??? You've been watching Dragon Ball Z again haven't you?
Dracon: Nope!!!
Surka: Dragon Ball GT...
Dracon: Damn...
YK2: AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME!?!?!?!?!?!?
Dracon: Eh heh.... REVIEW PEEPS!!!!!!!!!
Surka: Till Next Time!
AUDI!!!
-Yuffie Kisarag2-
Surka: Hmm.. I wanna recognize another fic! Can I??? PUH-LEASE!?!?
Dracon: My Gods, just let her!
YK2: ~shrugs~ Bothers me none. Go on ahead. Knock yourself out!
Surka: Okay! For those of you that like "Sucked into the FF7 World" kinda stories, I highly recommend Alternate Earth! The authoress is excellent and her stories are hillarious!
YK2: Heh, sorry, all.. Surka only wants you to read that story because she's in it... Another good one to read would be.. er..
Dracon: Final Fantasy: World Conflict by NeoBomberKid
YK2: Yeah! That one!
Surka: I'm in that one too!!!
YK2: OK! On with the fic!!!
~Disclaimer Here~
Goddesses and Generals: "She? By chance, does this... woman have black hair with red highlights?" - General Sephiroth Alkinese
I walked inside and saw about half a dozen men in 'Shitty ShinRa Blue Uniforms,' as my oldest brother, Willem, had called them. It pains me to think of Willem.. His body was the only one I got to give a decent grave to. The ceremony was short, but Lord Godo and his daughter came for me. Lord Godo had liked Willem, even wanted to train my brother himself. Though, mother and father didn't have enough money, Lord Godo offered to do it for free. Too much pride, my family had. And to think that if I had only three months more training I would have died along with them.
"Gabriella Uy?"
I looked at the one who spoke and nodded. "That's me," I said in a scared voice like that of a child.
The man glanced at the guard on his left and nodded toward me. The second guard came toward me and I sighed. I'd been double-crossed. I shouldn't have trusted that damn general! Would they take me as a hostage? Ninja senses kicked in as they did in my times of desperation. I felt the throwing stars in my hand.
"Come on," I whispered softly to myself. "Three steps.. Two steps.. One.." My hand shot out and the guard was pinned to the wall with throwing stars. My shuriken was out in as much time as it took for the lightning to strike Da Chao, not too far from my home. The battle was on.
They were simple enough to beat. Run up, slash, next. Same as before. Third, drop down, ground sweep, slash. The rest, Fire-All.
About the time I stood up, four more SOLDIERs burst in. "You... You killed them... all!?!"
I shook my head. "No, they're just... sleeping.. For a long, long, long time," I replied with a sympathetic smile. I hated to hurt anyone, especially if it involved killing them.
"You are under arrest for the murder of six low-rank Midgar/ShinRa SOLDIERs. Sleepel."
I fell to one knee, but wasn't asleep. His spell was barely strong enough to make me drousy, but I staggered to walk. The largest man frisked me, then flung me over his shoulder. As we walked away from my house, tears streamed down my face. My home, the home I had always known, was being burnt. "JACKASSES!" I screamed, then another sleepel spell was cast on me, this time rendering me unconscious.
~!@#$%^&*
I awoke the next morning on a straw mat with clothes laying next to me. "What the hell kind of clothes are these?" I wondered aloud to myself.
"Sorry, miss," the guard apologized, his Midgar (Boston) accent showing (For those of you that watch Survivor: All Stars, picture Boston Robb in your head). "That's all we got. There aren't any women on base here, so some of the guys chipped in their clothes."
I had to smile at him. He was so cute, and about my age. He seemed so polite, how could such a cute and nice guy get tangled up in such a ruthless war between cities? Then again, I remembered how easily I was fooled by the general. "Would you mind turning around so I can get dressed?" I asked. He smiled and did as he was asked.
I pulled on the baggy windbreaker pants and over-sized tee-shirt. By the time I had achieved in fixing the belt so that it fit me and got my boots back on, the guard was standing at attention. Footsteps... Two sets...
A familiar voice filled the air. "So, what is this prisoner here for?"
"Well, general," the male voice replied. "The murder of six SOLDIERs. Low-rank, but..."
The footsteps stopped. "My Gods... He must be strong! Low ranking, perhaps, but still... One must have physical strngth to be in SOLDIER. To kill six of them... this guy must be a monster!"
"She, sir..."
There was a pause. "She? By chance, does this... woman have black hair with red highlights?"
"Indeed, sir."
I smiled and leaned back against the wall. So, he didn't know about my capture. I wondered why they were set out to find me.
The footsteps came closer and shadows danced on the other wall. "Do you know her?"
A chuckle echoed through out the room I was in. "Aye, we met yesterday." The tall, silver-haired man came into view, beside him a shorter blonde man. "Goddess of Fortune?" he asked, a smirk on his face.
"General." Our eyes met, mine filled with hatred. "They attacked me first. I merely defended myself, as anyone would do if not read any rights or told why someone was trying to take them away from their home. Speaking of which, my home is now ashes, all my momentos gone, anything I may have once had... " My voice trailed off, but I refused to cry or even allow tears to come to my eyes. Tears were shameful.
Sephiroth looked at the man beside him. "Let her go. She's my guest."
"Y-Yessir!!" He nodded to the guard, whom I'd nicknamed Robb for some unknown reason. Robb smiled charmingly at me and unlocked the door.
I smiled back at him and caught a gleam of... jealousy?... in the general's eyes. I left my clothes.. They were too wet for me to care about. The general offered his arm as a polite gesture and I accepted. He escorted me to a building that had once been a clothing shop. "Do you mind?" I asked softly, looking longingly at the clothes.
"Go ahead," he replied. "Get whatever you need and make sure you get a nice dress or two, also." I didn't question him, but started looking. I found dark blue pants and a black halter top, a pair of boots, and hair bands for my hair. I also got a half-and-half dres with matching gloves. On the left side of the dress, it was black, the right side was white. My left glove was white and the right glove was black.
I stepped out of the changing room wearing the blue pants and black halter to reveal my shapely 5' 8" frame.
Across the room, I saw General Sephiroth arguing with another soldier. The other man was about the same height, bald, and hideously scarred. One of those guys that made you feel sorry for him until you spoke to him, then he made you want to go puke. I walked over and stood beside the general, who instinctively put an arm around my waist. Not that I minded...
"Gabriella, this is First-Class SOLDIER, Jack Sprunck. Jack, this is Miss Uy."
An annoying smirked played on his lips as his eyes wondered about my body. "Hello," I said politely, more to distract him from checking me over than to actually make conversation with him.
" Evenin', Miss Uy."
I felt Sephiroth's arm tighten around me, pulling me slightly closer. Was he marking his territory or merely protecting me? The muscles in his arm tensed as he stared daggers at Mr. Sprunck. "You're dismissed, Jack."
Jack saluted, then took my hand in his and kissed it lightly. The feel of his rough lips on the back of my smooth hand.. Well, it thoroughly grossed me out. "Good day, Ms. Uy." He turned, smirking at the general, and left.
"He seemed nice enough... Though freaked me out, a bit."
Sephiroth smiled down at me. "Want to go out to eat with me tonight?"
His question caught me off-guard. "I-I don't know... Too many people know me here in Wutai.." He nodded, the look of rejextio on his face, smothering his handsome features. "Though if it were under any other circumstances, I would accept." This seemed to make him happier. "I mean.. It's not every day some handsome general makes a move on you," I winked and grinned at him.
A blush took his face for a brief moment, then a smile spread across his features once again. "What about in Midgar?" My eyes widened and my jaw dropped. "I have a business meeting in Midgar next week and.. kinda need a date." He suddenly seemed shy, as if I was the first girl he'd ever asked out on a date.
"I - I'd love to!"
His charming smile showed more and more over the next few days. I had a huge wardrobe and small hut to myself. All of the guys adored me, because I was the only woman they'd seen in a long while. I helped a few guys write love letters to their sweet hearts, wives, or whomever they wanted to send a love letter to. I gave them ideas on what to do when they got home from the war. The worst thing, though was when Robb, whose name was actually Robert, received a letter in the mail from his mother-in-law. His wife had died in childbirth, as had the child.
I sat for three hours one day, helping him understand our religion and where we believed people go after they leave their lives. From what I undertand of other religions, some believe the same thing as Wutains. Every soul returns to the Planet, or the Life Stream.. Even if they were evil, then they just become punished for their evil deeds while in the Life Stream. Robb felt much better afterwards, and was allowed to return home for her funeral.
Every morning at 07:00, the general came to get me for breakfast. We could do whatever, almost always eating and talking, until 09:00, when a SOLDIER would drag him away for his general duties. I saw him again from 12:00 until 15:00, whe he had more general duties to tend to. Then, around 19:00, we went to dinner and talked until he went to his hut and I to mine.
~!@#$%^&*
YK2: Okay.. A bit boring.. BUT IT WILL GET BETTER!!!
Surka: I hope...
Dracon: What the HFIL were you thinking!?!
Surka: (Uy is pronounced like Eww-ie...)
YK2: HFIL??? You've been watching Dragon Ball Z again haven't you?
Dracon: Nope!!!
Surka: Dragon Ball GT...
Dracon: Damn...
YK2: AND YOU DIDN'T TELL ME!?!?!?!?!?!?
Dracon: Eh heh.... REVIEW PEEPS!!!!!!!!!
Surka: Till Next Time!
AUDI!!!
-Yuffie Kisarag2-