A/N: Sorry for the long delay in chapters. In the time between updates I got really sick (that guy are sick (if you get it, you get it), but I would like to to get back to writing regularly. Just another sign to watch out for areas with lots of 5g towers. Stay safe, friends.

Chapter 3

Begrudgingly I got onto the train with Tifa assertedly, but Barret and Biggs were there too. Tifa had big belugas, which was enough to get her by in life and made her nice to look at, but she had a acrid personality, especially when she started a feministic fever rant. At least she was nice to look at.

I looked at the monitor screen with Jesse, who was a reformed feminist, and not like. She pointed out the big rotting pizza on the monitor screen with curiosity and interest.

"You see, Cloud? They call it the big rotting pizza. This is because the toppings on top, are all rotted out, and the ones below, they'll rise to the top eventually. This is our standard." Jesse added.

"Look with your eyes Cloud. It ain't round or a circle or nothin', mothafucka." Barret added wisely. He was wise for a Correlian. "And you ain't even gotta open you're eyes to see it. Blue shinra demons."

"You can't blame the slumdogs." Tom added his two scents. "There radiated with the 5g towers all around Midgar which is why why we have to destroy them. The chips are in there blood after the big JENOVA virus hoax from years back."

Every shook their head in reminisence even Tifa. Tom was an old soul and Cloud's closet friend who stuck with him through the thicks and thins back in the army.

"Did someone say pizza?" Biggs just had to open his fat stupid mouth occupying multiple seats on the tratin. We really hated him.

Suddendenly the train spotted with a loud lurching screech like a luminous radiating tower being felled. The monitor screen started to go crazy! It went red and spinned and morphoed into the face of sleepy President Shinra's pitted old face with frightening detail. It was like his face, but made of green vectors, and laughing menacingly and scowling.

"Well well well if it it isn't former soldier Cloud Strife and Tom and his group of AVALANCHE goons, He said menacingly. "You'll have to be quick if you want to get off this train, Cloud strife. You have... hmmmmmm... .. let's see... 30 SECONDS!"

"It's President Shinra!" Tom pointed at the screen with a look of surprised.

The red alarm started flashing loudly and people on the trains were getting paniced. In the furthest train car from the train car we were in we could see the shadows of SHINRA brainwashed soldiers harrassing train car attendants and they were approaching this way, one train car at a time. We had to be quick. "I'm calculating now. Jesse started messing with her electronic wristwatch. "We have... 30 seconds! We have to move quickly. Now!" But she fumbled as she opened the door, tripping over. Cloud shook his head at that as the others moved in to the other train car. How many times would he have to rescue her? She should've stayed back at the bar and made drinks with Tifa instead of getting wrapped up in a a true soldier's game. "Here take my hand Jesse." He said and lifted her up worldessly.

In the next train car Barret struggled with the next train car door, shooting at the panel with his arm gun. It's wasn't working. "It's not working! Your gonna have to hack it!"

"I got this." Cloud Strife cracked his knuckles and remembered his hacker training. He had been to DEF CON several times in his life and was a valued member of IEEE and placed in the top 5 hackers several times in his life before. This would be a piece of cake... or... pizza even.

Cloud pulled out his wristwatch and began typing fastly on the hacking terminal. Green numbers scrolled by on the screen, too complex for the average joe. He'd hacked in to SHINRA databases many times before where he learned about their lies, but how could he blame the average joe for not knowing? They'd been brainwashed by colledge elites who invaded their schools at the behest of the SHINRA conspiracy.

"I'm almost in." Cloud started hacking the mainframe, getting past the and their anti virus, and began loading in the TROJAN HORSE to sneak past their FIREWALL. This was gonna be tough, but not tough enough for a veteran like Cloud Strife.

"They're almost here!" Tifa guffawed at the guards in the other train car. There were gunning down civilians in the other train cars like it was nothing. Even biggs was dead, because he was too big and slow too was upsetting to her world view. How could the SHINRAS do that to the common man like it was nothing? Was she wrong all this time.

"They cut them down like it's nothing. " Tom shook his head wisely. "You can't trust a demonrat as far as you can throw them. I hope you see that now."

"It was obvious to anyone with a brian." Barret laughed and the rest of the group laughed except for Tifa.

"I'm almost in." I finally broke through the security panel after delivering the malware worm into their train computer systems. The door yielded and opened like a satisfying hiss of a beer bottle after a long day dealing with millenials. "We're gonna have to jump!"

We had to jump. I was the first to make the jump. Then Barret made the jump, and Tom was last, making sure all the civilians in the car with him were safe before jumping. We were in the train tunnel beneath the sector when we jumped out. The train screeched by with a nasty hiss like a long metal snake on crack. At the end of the tunnel the malware virus I installed in the systems activated, and the train exploded.

"Get down!" I yelled and pulled every one down. Scraps of metal went flying overhead almost taking off our heads. It was like the explosion at the end of Independence Day.

Luckily for the rest of the group I was there to save them. My best friend Tom congratulated me on the timely resuce.

"Congratulations, Cloud. I knew you were a veteran and a strong guy, but I didn't know you were such a good hacker." Barret shouted. All of his ears were ringing.

"Not just a good hacker. The best!" Tom added wisely. Everyone agreed.

"It's just too bad that innocent lives had to be lost because of SHINRA incorporated lies." I shook my head in despair, but I couldn't live in the past. We had to look forward.

"What now?" Biggs wondered and scratched his fat ass. "Were we still getting pizza?"

We glared until daggers formed at the portly lazy man always trying to get out of doing real work. He really was a millenial.

"No... I said. "We have to prepare to fight... the AIR BUSTER."

We looked on towards the sector ahead, knowing that the fight of our lives were ahead of us.

To be continued...

A/N: "We cannot solve our problems with the same thinking we used when we created them." - Albert Einstein