Ch.1 Sudden Violence
Tifa sighed as she watched the news, while washing the counter of her bar, another thousand dead in yet another pointless battle. She started to wonder if the war was ever going to end and if the world would ever be the same again. Not even Sephiroth had caused as much damage as this pointless war. She felt a tear fall from her eye as she remembered all the friends she'd lost.
"You ok Tifa?" asked her barmaid, Alice, "Is something wrong?"
"No, I'm fine…"Tifa lied, "just thinking about my friends." But it was more then that, she hadn't admitted it but she was also sad Cloud had chosen Aerith over her, and while she wasn't angry with her friends she was envious of what they had found in their love. She really hoped she could find someone someday, everyone that was left had someone; Barrett had married again and set about raising his daughter while trying to win a war, Cid had Shera, and while the wouldn't openly admit it Vincent and Yuffie had each other. She had no one and she was slowly sinking further and further into despair.
Suddenly the sound of gunfire, explosions, and screams could be heard from outside.
"Bandits?" asked Alice nervously.
"I've never heard of a bandit group with artillery," Tifa replied worriedly. The front door burst open and the town's militia captain came puffing in.
"Tifa, it's Shinra we need your help," he panted breathlessly "we can't hold them on our own."
"Alice go hide in the basement," Tifa ordered, "I'll be right there."
"Please hurry," breathed the captain as he hurried back out the door. Tifa rushed up the stairs to the bar's second level and into her room, where she flung open a chest and grabbed Premium Heart, a few potions, and some materia before rushing back downstairs and out the door. The battle wasn't hard to find, all she had to do was follow the screams.
Things were worse then she could have imagined, SOLDIER was bulldozing over the towns defenders. She watched in horror as an artillery shell landed on a group of combatants sending body parts flying everywhere. Before she could fully recover a group of soldiers was bearing down on her. Evading the sword lung from one she swung around and delivered a roundhouse kick to the captain of the squad instantly killing him. Unfortunately unlike the bandits she'd gotten used to fighting, soldiers didn't flee just because their captain was killed and they were still 10 on one. She held them off for a few minutes before finally going down under a flurry of swords and staffs, she would have died then and there if it hadn't been for a sudden flash of black and silver that cut the soldiers down. The last thing she could remember seeing before she passed out was a tall silver haired man with a long sword glistening with the blood of the fallen.
Author's note: If you haven't noticed I'm not much of a writer in my opinion, but any reviews would be really helpful.