The Turk Called Cloudia

AN: /blah/ = thoughts/inner monologue

*blah* = PHS conversation

Six - Age 17

Cloudia Strife sighed as she watched the people of Nibelheim stare at her in confusion. She didn't really care at that moment as her motion sickness decided to hit her again.

Cissnei Soliel smirked at the look of disgust on the soldier's face as Cloudia threw up. "Ok, so we are here about the mutations."

A tall dark haired man stepped forward. "Welcome to Nibelheim. I am Zangan." He bowed to the two Turks. "We have arranged for you to stay at..."

"The dark haired one can. I won't have that girl in my Inn!"

Zangan frowned as Mikael Lockhart stepped forward with a sneer. The villagers nodded in agreement with him as they glared at the blonde.

"It's fine, Zangan. I'll just stay at my house. I actually expected something like this would happen." Cloudia shrugged. "Cissnei, I'll see you in the morning."

Cissnei frowned. "You know the rules. We stay together." She turned to the pilot and soldiers. "I guess you can stay at the Inn overnight then."

The Innkeeper looked shocked at her words but Cissnei simply ignored him in favour of Zangan. "Is there a doctor or a healer in this village? My partner has been ill for a fair time now and we were curious as to what it was."

"I'm sorry but the last healer we had died two years ago." Zangan sighed as he glanced at Cloudia. "You took the keys when you left didn't you. I had always wondered about that..."

Cloudia blushed as the other villagers glared at her. "Well it is my home. I wasn't sure what would have happened if I left it."

Zack Fair groaned as he wandered through the slums of Midgar looking for the friend Cloud had told him of. /I wonder how Spiky met this Aerith person?/

Zack frowned as he saw a church hidden amongst the ramshackle buildings of the slums. /Odd... I didn't know there was a church down here... I wonder if I can get a look around.../ He walked up the stairs to the church and slipped through the open doors. /Whoa, these are... flowers?/

"Hello?"

He jumped as someone spoke to him. He looked up to stare at a tall brunette girl standing amongst the flowers. "Uh... hi?"

Genesis Rhapsodos snarled as he swung his Rapier at the enemy he was fighting. He was sick and tired of being attacked by masked enemies, so he decided to capture this one only to be horrified at what the mask had been concealing...

His attacker had his own face but was also obviously not human...

"No more secretaries, Angeal. I will do all the paperwork myself if I have to."

Angeal Hewley glanced up to see a very disheveled Sephiroth standing before his desk. "What did this one do, Seph?"

"She wanted me to fuck her. Is that something she should have asked me?" Sephiroth asked, absently playing with Angeal's paperweight.

Angeal just sighed. "It isn't something you should be asked to do unless you have romantic feelings for the person in question."

Cloudia sighed in frustration as she watched yet another of the villagers ignore her. /I should be used to this by now especially as I was born here, but this is ridiculous./ She turned away from the villagers to look up towards the reactor that towered over the village.

"What is it, Cloud? Did you sense something?" Cissnei asked as she walked over. "We should check it out, after all no one seems to know anything here."

The villagers at least blushed as she turned to stare at them. Cloudia nodded as she turned to go back to her house. Cissnei glared at the villagers standing around her.

"Why the hell do you hate her so much? Is it because she is different to the rest of you?" Cissnei asked angrily. "I hope you never leave this village as you will surely regret it."

Some of the villagers looked ashamed but not many, Cissnei just sighed and walked away.

There had always been stories about the abandoned Shinra Mansion in Nibelheim, some scary and some that are simply absurd.

The scariest of these stories involved a man whom had entered the mansion alone nearly twenty years previously but had never come out. It has been said that he was murdered in the mansion, or if people were even more spooked he was a ghost before he went into the building...

But on rare occasions, the truth is more horrifying than the stories...

Our story starts back twenty years ago with our victim being one Vincent Valentine, age 27. Vincent is a member of the Shinra Electric Power Company's Department of Administrative Research, more commonly known as the Turks. He had been assigned to protect a scientist by the name of Lucresia Crescent.

The first six months went fine, it was boring work as she never left the mansion, in fact she had barely left the labs hidden in the basement. But Vincent was starting to have a problem, he was developing feelings for his charge.

After a long time of trying to avoid the issue, they give into their mutual feelings. But they were unaware that the head scientist, a slimy little man called Hojo, knew and shortly after their one slip up, Vincent had been shot and used as an experiment by Hojo.

And so the story of the Shinra Mansion began.

Zangan frowned as he waited for the two women to return from the reactor towering over the small mountain village. They had been missing for about a week and, of course, now the mayor was starting to panic. /Of course, Lockhart is panicking if something has happened, Shinra will need to investigate./

Hojo smirked as he intercepted and read a message that had been sent from Nibelheim a week before. "I must prepare for a trip now."

Genesis groaned as he watched the blood soaked fields of Wutai fade into the distance as the transport ship headed for Junon. /Hopefully, Cloud will forgive me... I shouldn't have left her like that. Especially not for so long.../ He let his head fall onto the seat's headrest. /But I wouldn't blame her if she has moved on. It's been nearly a year since we last saw each other.../

As Genesis rested the transport ship drew ever closer to the mainland and the surprises it held.