Final Fantasy VII: Blood Hunt
Chapter III: Ifrit Cometh
I don't own anything.
(Cloud's POV.)
I raced through the wild fields with only one thought in my mind. I refused to think of failure. I'm a new Cloud! I'm not depressed Cloud. I'm not sad annoying Cloud either! I'm optimistic Cloud! Basically, I've learned to lie to myself. No! That's old lonely Cloud thinking! Hope is what I need!
(Third Person.)
The evil man watched Cloud drive into the horizon.
"Let's make the race a little more… interesting!" the man laughed.
'Damn, you know how to talk, Dirk,' the arrogant man thought to himself.
Dirk stretched out his arm, now glowing with a fiery red aura.
"Come forth, Ifrit!" Dirk summoned.
A monstrous column of flame came down from the sky and hit the ground, scorching any life under it.
(Cloud's POV.)
I noticed a flash of red light behind me, and I glanced back. I saw a huge pillar of fire hit the earth and dissipate, leaving a large beast, covered in flame, from its humongous ram horns to its tail and hooves. The demonic looking thing stood hunched over at first, but then it began running after me, and began catching up with me!
"Holy shit!" I yelled, while barely ducking the monster's large claws.
I pulled the Buster Sword and my boomerang off my back, and began zigzagging in an attempt to lose the creature if at all possible.
"Haaah!" I flung my boomerang at Ifrit, slicing and icing the creature's left arm.
"RAUGH!" Ifrit roared, obviously injured by the ice materia.
I caught my boomerang and was about to pop the ice materia into the Buster Sword, when I noticed I had a time materia. It uses a lot of energy, but it was well worth it at this point. I grabbed the materia and held it up.
"Haste!" I yelled.
My bike suddenly boosted and moved at twice the normal speed, leaving that ugly bastard far behind. Ifrit faded back into the sky.
(Third Person.)
Vincent and Barret stood outside the 7th Heaven bar, guns locked and loaded. A military grade vehicle pulled up in front of the two men. Several armed men stepped out of the 'jeep', although it resembled more of a tank. Lastly, a young woman stepped out. She walked up to Vincent and Barret, her nice looks contradicting her stern face. She was obviously the leader, despite her deceptive appearance, and her muscles showed she was more then capable of bossing her cronies around, not to mention a trident and two sheathed katana strapped to her legs.
"This the 7th Heaven?" she inquired in a strong, country, back woods accent, earning a cold stare from Vincent.
"No," he answered.
"Read the damn sign, woman!" Barret exclaimed, his anxiousness getting the better of him.
"I read the 'damn sign'," she replied in an agitated manner. "I was testin' to see if this was gonna be a friendly business transaction or not."
"And the verdict?" Barret chastised.
The woman eyed Barret with an angry look and turned around.
"What are ya lookin' at, bitch?" Barret fumed.
She then walked back to where her men stood.
"Fire!" she ordered.
As soon as the words left her mouth, the men all began firing their rifles on full automatic.
"Wall!" Vincent yelled, creating a powerful shield over Barret, himself, and the building. "Go ahead, Barret."
Both men held up their guns and began firing.
Up in the top floor, Tifa sat in the kids' bedroom.
"What's going on, Tifa?" Denzel asked.
"It'll be over in a few minutes," Tifa said for the eleventh time.
Crash! Tifa turned her attention to the noise and leaped from the bed to the door. She peered through the crack to see two thugs climbing through a window into the house.
"Damn it," Tifa breathed. She grabbed a metal pipe that Cloud meant to fix something with, and held it ready to hit the men when they entered.
One of the men slowly edged the door open.
"Haaah!" Tifa cried out, beating the man right upside the head with her pole, sending him reeling backward in pain.
"What the hell? Rodney?" the other man cursed as he rushed into the room, pistol drawn.
"Get out!" Tifa jabbed her pole into the man's nose, breaking it. The man fell back, and Rodney fired his own pistol. Tifa reflected the bullet with her pole, catching Rodney in the shoulder and sending him painfully down the stairs.
"You stupid b-,"
"Don't say it!" Tifa kicked at the man, causing her blanket to fall off.
The man blocked her foot, but the force pushed him back. He was about to attack, but stopped when he saw Tifa was only wearing some cut up jeans.
"You're easily distracted!" Tifa sent a powerful kick to the man's groin, knocking him unconscious.
Vincent and Barret fired their guns through the shield, but all enemy bullets simply bounced off the shield, unable to injure the heroes. Bounty hunter after bounty hunter fell around the female leader, but her aim and stare remained unwavering.
Finally, the Wall broke, but the majority of the bounty hunters were either incapacitated or dead. Only seven gang members, including the woman, remained. Suddenly, a motorcycle engine could be heard, and the bounty hunters turned to see Cloud come flying through the air. All six pieces of the Hexnarok flew out, impaling all six remaining cronies. Cloud stopped his bike and stepped off with the Buster Sword and his boomerang in hand.
(Cloud's POV.)
I walked forward a little, just to let the woman know I was a threat.
"So this is the infamous mister Strife?" the woman spoke. She was already getting on my nerves. "The name's Betsy. I've been looking forward to fighting you ever since that whole Sephiroth ordeal."
"That's an awful long time spent anticipating your death," I replied sharply. I wanted her to walk away. "You could have just killed yourself and saved me the trouble."
"Smart mouthed bastard!" Betsy cursed, dashing forward with a huge trident in hand. I easily blocked her attack.
I forced her back and threw my boomerang. She barely blocked, encrusting her trident with ice. I caught my boomerang. She was mad. She rushed at me, slashing with her trident, but I just smacked the frozen prongs, breaking them into shards of ice and metal. Betsy fell backwards onto her ass. She was still very inexperienced. Mafer was dumber, but he was still more skillful.
"Stop playing with me!" Betsy screamed, unsheathing her two katana, and wildly lashing out at me.
"I don't fight or kill women," I replied. I always followed that code. No women or children, or old people. Men, for some reason, I could just kill fine and easily.
I pulled back on my sword and swung up fiercely, launching Betsy's swords high into the air.
Bang! Betsy fell onto her knees, the life drained from her eyes and a bullet hole in her forehead.
"I kill women," the same man who summoned Ifrit said, holding a pistol as he stood behind his dead servant.
"What?" I questioned aloud. "You sick bastard!" I cried out, lunging with my Buster Sword.
"Aero!" the man yelled, blowing me back with an unnatural gust of wind.
"You must play with Ifrit before you pay with me," the man laughed. "Come forth!"
Once again, the sky was enveloped in dark clouds, all swirling into the middle. The middle burst open, and a massive column of fire shot down to the ground, scorching the earth. Bits of heat and flame licked at Cloud, but he stood firm. A beast emerged.
"RAUGH!" Ifrit roared.
To be continued…