A/N: Rawr and… welcome tooo… Chapter 4 of Silent Wind! Sponsored by: Squishy the Squid! "Where there are squids… there is a Squishy!" :Squishy does a little squid jig: Hah, I made Squishy up last year and he just… sprouted out of nowhere! Ah… :cough: I've been having awful writers blocks lately so… sorry if this chapter doesn't make any sense. I'm trying to actually start the… actual conflict. O.o Also! Thank you for the reviews! You have made my story very happy. :story smiles:

Summary: The Turks have met up unexpectedly to meet with a mysterious figure who seems to seek revenge on a certain someone. Meanwhile, Cloud's dream begins to haunt him once again as he finally realizes what it all means.

Disclaimer: FF7 still doesn't belong to me 'cause… I am just a crazy FF7 fan and I love it with all my heart. :clenches fists: Next to sugar... :sucks lips in:

Silent Wind
Chapter 4

True Conflict

A lone flame on a candlestick danced as a hooded figure made its way down the spiral stairway of the ShinRa mansion. It is greeted by two of its associates on the bottom as it passed the candlestick to them. They slowly made their way through the long tunnel, dragging their long cloaks hard against the ground. A figure appeared in the back, clumsily running to catch up. It inadvertently collided with them, causing the flame of the candle to disperse into the darkness. The middle figure turned around and whacked the smallest associate hard on the head.

"Damnit! You haven't improved one bit!" it scolded the clumsy figure, as it quickly removed the hood, revealing Reno of the Turks.

The smallest figure also removed the hood, revealing Elena with a big bump on her head. "I'm sorry! It's just so dark down here!"

The tallest figure sighed. "You were required an extra candle, am I correct?"

"… yeah, but, I didn't have anything to light it with after I handed the candle to you guys!"

"Ugh! Forget it!" the red head growled as he rubbed his forehead, quite annoyed at the moment.

"Do you know why we are here, Reno?" Rude said, finally removing the hood that was covering his head.

Reno tilted his head back and folded his arms across his chest. The Turks were still up and running, however, since they worked side by side with the ShinRa, they had been basically running around in circles, not quite sure what to do anymore. Everything had remained neutral and not much action took place anymore. Reno and company decided to go their separate ways for a while, in hopes of finding any last remains of any ShinRa things… people… anything that would help them come back to life. After those six months, they had forgotten about why they had gone their own ways.

However, Reno had not forgotten why he had parted ways. During those long months, he had been lingering around in the ShinRa Headquarters, in hopes of finding anything that would help the Turks to magically reunite.

On the sixty-sixth floor in the conference room, he came across a neatly wrapped package labeled 'To: Turks' in bold red letters. The sender was not known, but that didn't stop Reno from opening it up. Inside, a blue colored whistle was seen with the letters: 'D I S L I N E W T N' engraved on it. Also, a note was found deep inside the package, which read: 'Come and join me at the mansion one week from today. Prepare yourself. He will fall.'

A week later, Reno, Rude, and Elena unexpectedly met up at the same time at the entrance of Nibelheim, each wearing cloaks to cover up their identities.

Reno bowed his head and moaned, "I don't know." He lifted his head up at the tall man. "I think it had something to do with these whistle thingies…"

He took out his blue whistle out from his shirt pocket, as the two other Turks did the same. Each was a different color and had the same letters engraved in them.

Elena twirled hers around and sighed. "I couldn't figure out these jumbled up words… I hate these kind of things…"

"Yeah, I figured… dis… li.. new… tn… wouldn't exactly count as a real word…" the red headed Turk said, sticking the whistle in his mouth.

Rude scrutinized his whistle for a moment and mumbled to himself, "… its… no…"

The impatient Reno stuck his tongue out. "Don't waste your time with that mumbo jumbo. We're here to look for someone, remember?"

"What if this is a trap?" Elena said with an unsure tone in her voice.

"If it was… they wouldn't have told us to 'prepare ourselves.'"

"Ah… true, true…"

"…maybe… silent wind…?"

Suddenly, Rude's whistle started to glow brightly as Elena and Reno's followed after. An eerie high-pitched noise suddenly echoed throughout the long and dark hallway, creating a gentle gust of wind that soon formed into a furious hurricane. A figure formed inside the hurricane as the hurricane quickly vanished. Reno and company quickly drew out their weapons, ready for any surprise attacks. However, the figure that was formed inside the hurricane was only a statue of a woman and two small dragons that was lying on top of her shoulder. Elena withdrew her gun slowly and gazed upon the statue in awe.

"Wow… she's really pretty…"

"What the heck! Where'd this come from?" Reno blurted out, not even bothering to look at the statue.

"Maybe when I said… 'silent wind?'"

A crack suddenly appeared on the statue as it split into two. A ghost-like figure appeared from between the crack, revealing the woman and her black dragons. Her eyes slowly opened as it revealed her shimmering green aquamarine eyes. The Turks backed away, quickly aiming their weapons at the enemy. Reno stomped his foot on the ground as he pointed his nightstick at the ghost.

"Identify yourself!"

The ghost smiled as the black dragons' eyes opened up, revealing dark red colored orbs. "Glad you can make it."

Elena stepped forward. "What are you talking about?"

"He will fall…" the ghost whispered loudly.

"Who will?" Rude finally questioned.

"… leader… SOLDIER… he will fall…"

Flashes of light revealed Sephiroth appearing and disappearing in the darkness. He finally appeared once again, drawing out his Masamune blade from its sheath. As the blade's luster shone through the darkness, it revealed Cloud holding out his oversized sword. They got into a battle stance and paused. Tension built up as a lone heart beat echoed throughout their ears. A few seconds later, the two foes charged as their blades clashed against each other, creating an ear-splitting noise. Cloud lunged forward, causing Sephiroth to lose his balance from his right foot. To make up such a disappointing act, he ducked underneath, avoiding Cloud's powerful slice through the air. Cloud quickly shifted his sword downward, but with the Masamune's long blade, Sephiroth was able to cancel out his opponent's attack by quickly running his blade through Cloud's blade, creating a sudden flash of light that blinded Cloud.

Cloud backed off and squinted his eyes in attempt to keep them open at all costs. Sephiroth was tricky and shouldn't be left to run freely. Cloud shifted positions, trying to find his opponent as soon as possible. The oversized sword quickly dropped to the side as a sudden strong weight on the blade caused Cloud to fall backwards. He shook his head and stared up at the grinning Sephiroth who immediately pointed the long blade just above Cloud's chest. Before Cloud could intercept any surprise attacks, his foe slowly dissolved, the particles soon forming into a figure that caused Cloud's eyes to widen.

"… Tifa!" he yelled to himself. Cloud had the sudden urge to call out her name again, but something deep within told him to refrain from doing so.

The fighter grabbed onto Cloud's shirt collar, lifting him off from the ground. The swordsman moaned in agony. His body felt numb all over and he had a hard time breathing. Hot tears streamed down Tifa's pale face as her eyes stared upon her prey. She slowly lifted her fist for an assault.

"… damn it all," was all she said before colliding her fist hard against Cloud's chest, causing Cloud to choke for a few seconds before coughing out clumps of blood onto Tifa. She slowly narrowed her eyes as she disappeared into the darkness, leaving Cloud helpless on the ground.

"You will fall…" a voice whispered in the darkness. "… Sephiroth."

Cloud gasped and immediately sat up from his bed, panting like crazy. He stared at his hands only to find that they were just how he left them before he fell asleep. He sighed and collapsed on the bed, sweating.

"That dream…?" he said to himself as Red XIII's head popped up from the bottom floor.

"Are you alright up here, Cloud?" he asked with a concerned tone in his voice.

Cloud slowly turned his head at the four legged creature before responding with a shaky voice, "… that dream…"

"Oh?" Red said as he climbed up the ladder and walked into the bedroom. "Anything?"

"… everyone… everyone's in danger."

A/N: End of Chapter 4! AH! Suspense. And… I'm soooooo sorry if you're confused at the moment. You're probably thinking, "The heck is this junk? You confuse meeee!" Well, I was too. I'm slow so, it took me a while to realize what the heck I just typed up. AH! I changed the storyline a taaad bit. :gasp: I'm so bad… anyway! Chapter 5… will, hopefully, answer some questions that had magically surfaced in your heads. :pokes head: So… look out for that!