The town of Kalm was much like its name, a small place where Tyren figured he could lie low for a while. As soon as he awoke, he decided to explore the town thoroughly and look for any possible escape routes should the Shinra track him here. As he passed through a certain part of town, one particular house caught his attention. Trying the door, he found that it was locked, and the dusty furniture he could make out through the windows told him that no one had lived here in years. Moving back out and staring intently at it, he struggled to remember what it was about this house that tugged at his memory.
The little boy ran around the street in front of the house, chasing the bubbles his friend was blowing.
"Tyren! Dinnertime! Come and eat before it goes cold!"
The boy turned to his friend and made a face, before running to the door.
"See ya, Sandi."
He cocked his head to one side, listening to another voice in the distance.
"I think your mum's calling you too. Better go."
The door shut behind him, and the scene abruptly changed.
"Daddy, look! No hands!"
The kite floated up and above the boy's reach as he let go of it completely. The man chased after it, before leaping up and grabbing it before it was entangled in a nearby tree. Returning it to the boy, he shook his head in amusement.
"I don't know if I'd do that with a kite. If you want to do tricks like that, you should use a bike."
"Ooooo! Can I have a bike, daddy? Can I? Can I? Can I? Pleeeeeeeeeeease?"
"We'll see, Tyren. Maybe for your birthday. We'd have to go to Midgar to get it, though. Kalm doesn't have a bike store."
"Aww… Can we move to Midgar then?"
His father smiled and ruffled his sandy brown hair.
"Your mum and I love Kalm too much to leave. And we'd have to live in slums if we went there. I'm sure you wouldn't want that. And what about Sandi? Would you want to leave her behind? But I don't see why we can't visit for a day or two IF we decide to get you a bike."
"Please please please please please can we go then?"
"We'll see."
Tyren shook himself out of his reverie. No wonder why this place seemed so familiar. I grew up here, it seems. Then another thought struck him. Where's my family? Where are they and why aren't they here? He broke into a run, determined to question everyone in the town if necessary. I'll find them. No matter what it takes.