Final Fantasy VII SQUARE-ENIX.
Hope you enjoy this one as well. This fic may contain some mild language and adult situations.
The basics of survival at Midgar depended on your amount of money. Your probability of survival in the slums though, depended on your feet.
Tifa Lockhart had dealed with the worst scum since she left peaceful Nibelheim. She had earned her right to live by kicking and punching anyone who got in her way, however, that did not include properly equipped soldiers.
She ran like crazy down the infinite and chaotic slums. She thought she knew her way but in a moment she was lost. She stopped to catch her breath looking behind her.
"Huff…huff…" she breathed "Hopefully I lost the bastards."
She got a hold of herself looking around and listening closely to any suspicious foot steps. After a while she thought it was about time to move on and started walking slowly. Turning the corner she gasped.
A grinning soldier was pointing a gun at her.
Tifa had no means to escape the menacing barrel and in an instant his companions reached him.
She was gently asked to walk along with her arms raised. Tifa wanted to kick them so badly, being caught meant to be a hindrance for her companions.
After being dragged for what seemed hours down the slum she was brought to the upper level. They turned to an alley where a superior asked them to take custody of the hostage until a special unit would camo to take her away.
Tifa kept thinking of any possible way to free herself. Perhaps if she where able to capture one of them….no use, they hardly seemed interested on one another. Her thoughts were quickly interrupted by the lecherous look of one of them.
"Kinda cute our little girl, isn't she?"
Some of them started murmuring and chuckling.
Tifa had her arms tightly gripped and on of them took out a knife and ripped her shirt along with her bra. Embarrassing and sick comments raised and Tifa was shaking and swaying like crazy. She wanted to cry and scream but had no intention to give them satisfaction.
The same soldier who showed her chest started playing with his knife against her breasts. He got up and yelled the others to join.
Tifa heard for a second a shrill and quick sound pass her by….and in the same second the soldier in front had one big hole in his head.
Blood spilled all over causing and incredible commotion. Two ran away immediately but were quickly finished; another pointed randomly the gun and was finished as quickly.
The last one of the group grabbed Tifa as a shield but he was so nervous that she was able to kick him in the crotch. He fell on the ground in pain while the ferocious skilled martial artist started stomping him in rage.
She felt a presence behind and quickly turned to what she thought was her new assailant.
"Valentine!" she gasped in a combat pose.
"Ehmm…"
Tifa covered herself.
"It's a long story" she added covering herself in shame.
Vincent gave her his cloak and grabbed her arm.
"We have to go quickly, their back up will be here in no time" he pulled her as she quickly covered herself.
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