Hey! I was looking through my notes and saw that the estimated chapters that this story would've been was 95 chapters. Well, I didn't want to drag it out that long so I took some of the useless stuff out and continued, so that's why there's a two year time skip.

Note: I tried to make this as close to the game as I could without making it terrible, so I apologized if it's too corny or horrible.

I hope you all like this chapter!

Chapter 15:

*Two Years Later*

A scream tore through the night, causing Aya's eyes to snap open and her muscles tense in alarm.

Now twelve years old, Aya was a fast fighter. She still lacked in strength, but two years of vigorous training on her part had left her with enough stamina and speed to reach second place in being the fastest in the Corps. Her senses were sharper, despite not having the red mako injections yet, and her reflexes were acute as well. Aya still wasn't very tall, only five feet tall barefoot (five two wearing the Corps boots) and was as scrawny as they come. Her weight worried both Mamacita, Ian, and Izzy, who'd sworn she would fatten Aya up before she hit thirteen. Ian had argued with Mamacita about Aya joining Izzy in a interrigation. Ian had won, with the help of Meia and Reno, and Aya wasn't to join Izzy until the next major interrigation. Surprisingly, this didn't happen for during the two year time span. ShinRa had been calm, continuing their opperations without interuption. The whole world seemed calm, actually.

A whole Pulsian village was found eight months after the Pulsian Massecre, and, with ShinRa's help, were starting to rebuild what was left of the Planet Pulse. The Pulsian population was increasing, slowly but steadily, dispite the mass number of funerals that were held. Much to Aya's dispair, however, no Children of Fate had been found. She was allowed to go to the funerals, as was Ian, Mint, and Izzy, but did not reconize anyone. A few people greeted Ian, though many turned their back as soon as they saw her. Aya didn't understand this, seeing as how Ian was always trying to help someone. Ian may gripe about it, but at least she tried. However, when Aya asked Ian about the reactions of others, Ian's face darkened slightly and she anwsered by saying, "Just don't like me." When Aya pushed further into why they didn't like her, Ian would ignore the question all together.

Anyway, nothing major had happened in the past two years, but you know what they say. Third time's the charm.

Aya reached under her pillow and grabbed her handgun. She was still half asleep, and didn't have the energy to summon her weapon yet. The scream sounded again, and Aya quietly slipped out of bed. Shivering when her bare feet hit the cold floor, Aya walked to the door. Taking a breath, she open the door quickly and slowly made her way down the hallway. Judging from the silence behind her, the other members were either about to join her, or hadn't heard the scream. Aya saw the light on in the kitchen. She entered the kitchen, only to find Trishe sitting on her knees on the floor, looking up at her with teary eyes.

"Trishe?" Aya set her handgun on the table and ran over to help her. Ian ran in holding a switch blade with Mamacita behind holding a baseball bat. The other members also stood behind, weilding various objects. "Trishe?" Ian said, closing the blade and moving over to help too, "What happened?" Trishe wipped her eyes with the sleeva of her shirt, "I came in to get some asprin for my headache, and there was someone in here. I screamed, and they turned around and bolted out the door." Aya helped Trishe sit in a chair as Ian went to the door. She turned to them. "It's locked and the alarm is on," Ian tilted her head, "Are you sure you weren't seeing things? You did have alot to drink last night." Trishe shook her head, "I wasn't seeing things! I came in to get something for my hangover, which I blame you for, Ian, and someone was in here!" Tora frowned. "But how is the door locked if the person came in and ran out?" She asked. Sora nodded, "Yeah, and how come the alarm didn't go off? We're on the twenty-fourth floor, after all."

Trishe's jaw dropped, "You think I'm lying?" Everyone turned to Roxanne expectantly. If anyone could detect a lie, it was her. Roxanne shrugged, "She's telling the truth, as far as I can tell." Mamacita sighed and looked up at the clock. "Well," She said, "As long as we're all up, we might as well start working." A chorus of groans and swears echoed through out the kitchen. "But it's six in the morning!" Aya said. Mamacita just waved off the statement. "Alright, guys, c'mon, get ready. You have half an hour." And with that, everyone went off to their room to get ready.

Aya sighed as she pulled on her uniform. She hadn't been on any missions yet, and spent most of her days alone, training or stretching while she waited for the other girls to finish missions. Aya stepped into her boots and grabbed her hairbrush. She rarely saw Meia or Ryan. Meia was fourteen now, and had more responsibilty as a Turk. Ryan was caught up in his training as SOLDIER, and, although he was the same age as Aya, he was so tired after training that Aya didn't want to bother him.

Once Aya was finished, she looked in the full-length mirror that rested against the wall across from her bed. Ian had given it to her for her eleventh birthday. Aya had cut her hair last year, making it so short it barely touched her shoulders. Everyone thought it looked cute, but Aya just cut it so that it wouldn't get in her way during training. Now that she was twelve, Aya's uniform was clinging to what little curves she had. This bothered Aya, seeing as Yori had told her that she would have to start doing things to make her self presentable. "Now Aya," Yori had said, "You're almost a teenager now, and that means boys are going check you out soon. You need to start enhancing your self. You're not the prettiest, but you're okay looking, so only use a little makeup to show off you're looks!" Yori had given Aya some makeup, but Aya never wore it, seeing as it wasted her time in the morning.

Aya stepped out into the hall and walked into the living room. Yori looked over at her, "Aya! You're not wearing the makeup!" Aya shook her head. "I don't need it." Before Yori could pounce on Aya and put makeup on her, Mamacita came to the rescue. "Aya, today, you're going to Miyuki to learn mission basics." Aya nodded and ran out of the door, grabbing a apple from Izzy before she left.

(Training Room, SOLDIER Floor)

Aya nodded to Miyuki in greeting.

"Alright, kid," Miyuki said, turning in her computer chair. She gave Aya a black detached sleeve. Aya replaced her right arm's sleeve as Miyuki said, "See that screen on the side of the sleeve?" Aya nodded, looking at the black screen that covered half of her lower arm. Miyuki swiped her finger across the screen and it lit up to show a light blue backround with the ShinRa logo in the back. The Red Butterfly Corps insignia, three red butterflies, was in the top corner of the screen. There was a column of apps on the opposite side, from Materia to Mail. A rectangular box at the top showed what looked like blue waves.

"That," Miyuki said, pointing to the waves, "is the DMW system. DMW stands for Digital Mind Waves. That's what shows how close you are to a Kill-Shot. And this," She pointed to a green bar, a yellow bar, and a red bar, "the green bar shows how many Health Points you have. It's a rough estimate of how much longer you have to live." Miyuki stood up and walked into the training area. Aya followed and stood infront of her. "Your health is affected by how much damage you take," Miyuki explained, "For example." She suddenly swung her fist into Aya's stomach, sending Aya to the ground. Aya gasped for air. Since when was she so strong?! Aya thought, rubbing her stomach as she stood up. "Sorry," Miyuki said. "You could be in SOLDIER," Aya winced. She looked at her Health bar. It was half empty and had turned yellow. "When you use items, like a potion, it heals you and fills up your bar. But remember, the Health bar is just a rough estimate, so if it's empty and you're still breathing, don't freak out."

Aya pointed to the pictures below the DMW. There was a picture for each Corps member. "What's that?" Aya asked.

"Those are what effects your DMW. The more people you meet and the closer you get, the more effective. For example, if Ian says something that either really bothers you, inspires you, or cheers you up, that increases your chances of having something called an OverDive. An OverDive is like a Kill-Shot, only safer, and happens when you're so effected by someone that you get a sudden burst of power. For Ian, the OverDive would be something with fire. For Trishe, it would be ice. Everytime you meet someone, they're automatically entered into the DMW."

Aya nodded. Seemed easy enough.

Miyuki explained how items and Materia worked, a told Aya how to send mail. She also told Aya about Summons and how they worked. Miyuki was about to say something when a man's voice interupted her. "Get out now! Can't you see that I'm in the middle of something?" They turned to see Professor Hojo glaring at Miyuki. Miyuki glared back, "Director Mamacita requested that I-"

"I don't care what that dim-witted woman requested. Get out now!"

Aya bit her tongue hard to keep from snapping at him. Ian had told her to stay far away from Hojo. He had no right to insult her! Aya thought. "Yes sir," Miyuki said throughgritted teeth.

Once they were out of the Training Room and in the hallway, Miyuki turned to Aya, "As you can see, Hojo is the reason people have a middle finger." Aya smiled and waved goodbye as she walked down the hall.

Aya was half-way to the hall when she felt someone hug her from behind. Alarms went off in Aya's head. She tensed before she elbowed the person in the stomach and, with a yelp, roundhouse kicked them across the hall. She heard a groan and turned to see Ryan laying on the floor in pain. "Ryan?!" Aya said, running over to help him up, "Don't do that, you scared me half to death!" Ryan winced and rubbed the area on his chest where Aya's (heeled) boot had smashed into. "It's alright, Miss Aya," He groaned again and bent down, his hand on his knees, "Okay, it's not alright..." Aya winced. Everytime Ryan would sneak up on her like that she'd end up startled and he'd end up half-way across the room with several injuries.

Aya sighed, "Is there something you need, Ryan?" Ryan smiled and hugged her. "Nah, just wanted to say hello!" He said before walking off. Aya stood there confused. She heard her DMW beep. Aya looked down at the screen.

Ryan has been added to the DMW!

Aya sighed and walked down the hall to the elevator, not seeing the second message that popped up on screen.

Heightened emotions have effected the DMW!

Hahaha, poor Ryan. Hmm, Aya needs to eat more than just an apple. But anyway, what do you think of twelve year old Aya? I'm sorry for the time skip, but luckily I had nothing planned for that time span so you didn't miss anything. :) I hope you enjoyed! Don't forget to Review! :D