Ripples of Fantasy 7: Mako Awakening PART I (Shun)

[Shun]

"Perhaps I wasn't meant to have friends.." A sharp laugh got away from buns mouth as those words moved off of his tongue.

Quiet and peacefulness fell upon the woods.

The sky. The young rabbit boy saw the early afternoon sky. It was dark and made the forested areas feel dull and small rain beads poured down. 'Is this what it is like to be alone and weak?,,' thought the bun. 'This is strangely...normal.'

The beads of water started pelting his skin, his unkempt hair, and his bunny ears. "Ohkara.. Astra.. Summers.." bun began his words coming out easily and naturally. He'd finally happened to come upon a lake.. the same one he had previously came across some time earlier that day and in the wake of wandering around he had gazed profoundly at the water.. Shun felt a sensation of temptation to touch it since he is now wet and he pondered what he could have done better by the friends and people he met.. Reaching his small hand out, the bun gradually plunged his fingers inside and ripples enclosed them swaying his hand the water washed and swashed alongside his movements.

Nothing.

He felt literally nothing as he squeezed his eyes close, he attempted to battle off the disappointed feeling that crept in him desperately wanting to feel a presence..

"Astra..." Taking a deep long full breath the bun quieted his fuming outrage. "I am.. sorry..." He softly murmured.

Throwing his look to the ground his words resounding admirably with in his psyche through his experience, Shunbun had learned to expect the worse battles never end no matter how much one would want them too..

The sensation of rain hitting his body abruptly stopped and the bunny squinted astonished that rainy weather was starting to ease up and the bun tossed his head up at the sky as the suns brilliant beams radiated through the isolating dark mists.

He allowed the light to bathe him in its brilliant sparkle something told the bunny that another presence was responsible and he felt quiet.. an rare feeling he ever received a tiny smile appeared on his face silently consoling himself.

Bidding a quiet farewell to the princess silently while on the edge of the lake he was hanging out with her at. He would stay there at the lake.. The wood was noiseless as night was upon him until he realized that he was in a clearing the entire time.

He viewed his surroundings which were simply trees.. trees.. what's more, quite recently, more trees. His eyes meandered around this range for around 10 minutes until a foreboding groping crawled his spine. His eyes filtered everything around him however discovered nothing, his jaw was currently tight as the strained quality in his body was still present and he quietly asked why he was tense.

Shunbun squinted his eyes hard in perplexity and doubt.

"What.. is this feeling.."

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Something...

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Something...

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...'Something is wrong here', thought the youthful bunny, his hand still in the lake.

The bunny kid chose to get ready to stand...only to find that he couldn't pull his hand from the lake. he pulled with enough measure of constrain however his hand still stayed in its place.

Gritting his teeth, Bun attempted to move his entire body yet it wouldn't move the water..

"GRRR!"

He exerts all his strength and with that, rose a gleaming gem that tones between the shading of teal and blue in his grasp.

"The hell?.. Whats this doing in a poind? Am I dreaming?" He doubted quietly. It was not long til the sides of buns vision started to darken as a brilliant white light all of a sudden transmitted from the mysterious teal stone.

The light was blinding to the point where bun had squinted his eyes hard, the light wrapped him and he all of a sudden he ended up gliding in a pitch dark void not able to move. The image of his friends appeared in front of him and it happened so quick that the he didn't much try to address whether he was dead or not.

The young rabbits mouth hung open in dismay seeing Astras comforting grin gracing his face... Instantly, he extended his hand to her to feel the heart and bond they shared regardless of the fact that it was brief.

The picture of Astra soon transformed into 10 new figures he didn't recognize, making him recoil his arm back in amazement. Buns brow crinkled in disarray. Who were these individuals, and why did they replace the picture of his friends?

These questions couldn't be answered as the void soon vanished not leaving any trace of a hint of what it left.. bun soon wound up gazing upward at a starfield for a few seconds..

"What the... It's.." His thoughts stops immediately as he see's a lovely young lady looking specifically at him. "H..hello?? Can you help!? Im trapped!" He calls out to her..

Green ashes float upwards around her face. And the bunny's body seem to move to show him that the ashes are created by some sort of furnace in a dull alley way as the lady gazes into it. After a couple of minutes, she turns and leaves the alleyway with a wicker container of blossoms on one arm, and stops to remain at a road corner.

Buns perspective of her is quickly overshadowed by a huge train as it speeds past through what seems to be the town square. The bunnys body then swings outward through the dim, shabby square, under a stone curve, and afterward starts to swing upwards. His body moves ever more elevated upwards until a whole round city comes into view.

"I'm not in Mt Paozu anymore..."

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It's a place brimming with rubble, turned rebars and broken chain link steel fences. What's more, pipes and funnels are everywhere. It is a place that keeps running on power, steam and enchantment all in the meantime, yet for the greater part of that framework, it's all gone to pieces and is falling apart. Innovation here has turned into a terrible, choking out constrain. Shanty towns are far underneath the iron skies. They appear to have been crushed into the city's breaks as an idea in retrospect. The destitute and homeless rest in broken funnels, merchants accumulate scrap from crumpled columns and roadways. Objects that aren't totally fundamental are never repaired. The engineering of this place lets you know everything. Human residence is secondary to the city's basic role. This place looks like one huge factory.

Shun fell silent on witnessing such a place... His vision went black again..

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Then, He opened his eyes and noticed he was on the grount laying flat.

Bun lifted himself up and he saw that the ground was filthy below him. The bunny took a gander at his body.
He was still in his white shirt and dark pants with his saiyan tail and sack pack.

"I-I'm still in my normal clothes. All in place and intact." Bun mumbled.

When the saiyan decided to check if he still had his possessions, he saw something staggeringly strange. In a broken mirror he could see his eyes now has an anomalous shine.

They were an indistinguishable shading from the stone that brought him here going amongst greenish blue teal and blue shading, radiating a slight light.
It sort of seems as though they sparkle, however on the other hand, it sort of appears as though they don't.

"What the heck?" Bun said quietly. Shun touched his face, then his hair. Following a few minutes of self-assessment, the saiyan reached a conclusion: The gem.. the stone did this...

Bun carefully watched his environment. He seemed to be in a ghetto. He could see building going from changeless structures like houses and bungalows, to unrefined buildings, for example, trailers and cottages. The ghettos are loaded with garbage disposed of from individuals and remains of the days they were still in place.

'Well,' thought the bun, this is fairly a startling change to his evening. The saiyan hauled his graduation robe out of his pack, putting it on and started to walk and meander the avenues. Bun soon observed a middle aged man going by and chose to ask if whether he was some place in Paozu or central city. 'Maybe I should ask if I can get a ride home'

"E-Excuse me, sir," said the youthful bunny as the moderately aged man cruised him by.

"What is it?" asked the man.

"This might be a stupid thing to ask," proceeded with Bun. "Be that as it may, Do you know where I can get a ride to Mt. Paozu?" He expected a burst of chuckling, a laugh, or perhaps a comforting grin on the off chance that he was fortunate. What he really got from the middle aged man was an extremely befuddled look.

"What...P..Pao..zu?" the confounded man rambled.

"Uh... That is to say, what is the name of this place?" Bun asked once more, looking around quickly and the back to the man.

"What...the...hell are you on about boy? This place is a place," the man answered with a liattle scowl.

"Goodness.. I see," said the bun.

The bun asked again "what is the name of this town.. That we are standing in right now?" Bun points to the ground.

The disapprove of the middle aged man was supplanted with a grin. "Oh, thats easy, boy! you are in Midgar! This place is provided with "Mako" which gave by the Shinra Electric Power Company," he said.

'Mako'... that didn't sound that normal, bun thought. Anyway, something gotten his brain, so he asked, "Would you be able to tell me what this "Mako" is?" Shun asked while scratching his head.

The middle aged man remarked, "Young fellow, you must have come from a very remote area to not realize what Mako is by now. also, your ears. Does everyone one where you live have ears like that?"

"Eep!" Shun covered his ears, red in the face. "N-no!" All things considered, the 'come from a very remote area' part is very true, thought the bun.

"Mako is a type of energy that is produced by the Shinra Electric Power Company. It supplanted all other energy sources, for example, coal and oil," said the man. "It's exceptionally prominent because of its proficiency, I ought to include."

"Interesting thing, this 'Mako'," the youthful saiyan placidly said. "I might want to ask one additionally thing. What is this "Shinra" organization?"

The man answered with the grin still all over, "Well, the Shinra Electric Power Company, or essentially Shinra Inc., is the organization that is in charge of creating Mako. It is a tremendous organization that is really providing almost every village and town on this planet with energy and power! Very great those lot are if you ask me."

The man moaned and asked, "Well, is that every one of the questions you have youthful one?"

"to be honest, I want to know where I can eat tonight! Im starving!!" The bunny kid said.

The man had a genuine smile all over and asked, "Young man, food doesnt come shabby around these parts. Best you get yourself a Job first but...There is a Inn you could stay and get something decent, however do you even have enough gil?"

"Gil" must be this current planet's money, thought the bunny. Now that he considers it, Shun don't think they will take zeni.. All things considered.. "umm..."

"...Don't worry about it," the man said with an 'I feel sorry for you' expression. "Guess what? I'm feeling very nice right now so simply take this, you poor confused tyke." The man gave Shunbun two green paper bills with a prominent "100" on them. What's more, a fake I.D. along with a note with bearings, directions and an address alongside a train ticket was slipped to bun "It's two hundred gil. Spend it carefully on your stay here. And uhh, you might need to consider taking that work on the note there." he winks.

A grin shaped on the buns face as he stated, "Well, I don't know what to say!"

"A 'Thank you' would suffice," the man said with a little grin.

"Well then, thank you..." Bun replied.

and with that, the bun went to look for the area on the note he was given. He assumed that 200 gil would not be enough for a legit dinner so he would go and accept the job position trusting it'd be easy and quick.

"Such a weird man..." bun thought. "I wish I could have seen his face clearly.."

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Following a few minutes of strolling around the ghetto, he saw that he was expected to look for the train station on the note he was given, bun discovered that the station was one of the structures that was close to the entrance of the slums. quietly sighing at himself, Shun set himself up for whatever will come his way from this occupation.. He makes it to the train and uses his i.d card to be able to get onto the train, so he boards without issue.

The note now directs to go to the last car. He does as such and as he enters the last car in a hurried pace, he see's a young lady with cocoa colored eyes and medium-length chestnut hair tied into a pig tail. Wearing a blue top with metal protective armor and brown gloves, and knee-length green shorts.

"Okay folks, we have three minutes before we need to hop the train. I'll warn you before that happens"

Everybody encompassing the woman gestured and went back to what they were doing aside from a Blue eyed, blonde spiky-haired person whose hair was wildly flailing in the soft breeze in every direction forming haphazard spikes and floppy tendrils, wore a dark attire and a HUGE sword... The sword was tremendous, a nearness all its own. Opposite to the handle, two finely cut holes and a crease along its diagram isolated the weapon's edge from the greater part of the saber. A veritable picture of shake hardness and steel mold, the weapon shouted power which was strapped to his back accompanied by a heavy set, muscular dark skinned man with a messy brownish vest, green jeans and substantial chestnut boots. His right arm has a gun appended to it.

The bunny kid had never observed a person like this. He saw that the dark skinned man has a few groups of metal around his midsection and his outstanding arm, and a tattoo of a skull encompassed by flames that shape the picture of wings to his left side shoulder. His hair is trimmed like a hi top and he has a thick mustache and a dog tag around his neck.

"Who the hell is that!" The dark skinned man yelled to the spiky haired person as he saw the saiyan bun entering.

The blonde person shrugged and strolled over to Bun.

"Who are you? Why are you wearing robes? and why do your eyes tell me that you've been Mako imfused?" asked the blonde man.

"M..me!? Im.. im Shun! I was advised to come here for work and nourishment.. Mako infusion? I-I just know that mako is used... uh.. for energy?.." Bun said to the blonde. "And.. who are you? What exactly is Mako? Im so confused.. i just know its used to power communities.. what the hell is going on?"

"I'm Cloud, and this is Barret." The blonde man, now Cloud said.

Barret rings in, "Mako is the blood of the planet, and an association called Shinra are using machines called reactors to suck out the energy, and drawing to much out will cause the planet to kick the bucket."

Buns eyes widen in amazement.

"So me and the other members from AVALANCHE will put a stop to the frenzy." Finished Barret

"And I'll get my gil" Cloud said.

"I need that for my girls school'n!" Barret shouted.

"No worry of mine" Cloud shrugged.

"You spiky headed narcissistic good for nothing!" Barret snarled.

"Err-pardon me.. will one of you want to clarify what the heck a Mako Infusion is?!" Said the saiyan bun.

"A Mako infusion is precisely that, a Mako infusion. It is used fundamentally on individuals in the SOLDIER in the Shinra Company to boost their power.How were you infused if you are not a member of SOLDIER?" Cloud inquired.

"N..no clue... I remember the blue stone.. light.. darkness.. a girl.. flowers.. now im here.." Bun replied, scratching the back of his neck.

"well, now that you are stuck here how about ya join AVALANCHE? You'll have to get a few weapons and clothes, perhaps a couple materia, what do you think?" Barret iasked.

"W..Well, I guess I am stuck here, and I don't know whether i'll ever get back. So I guess.. I ought to attempt to make friends and partners with new people.. New friends could most likely show me more about this world, and this AVALANCHE is by all accounts a decent purpose, I know I wont let the planet die while I'm here" Said Bun.

"Summers.. Astra.. Ethar... Ohkara.." Bun grimaced. He truly missed home as of now. 'I'll ensure that I make them all proud while im here. I'll help these guys here spare the planet. These Shinra guys.. bastards..'

"Okay. I'll join AVALANCHE." Shun says, taking a gander at both Cloud and barret with certainty.

Out of the blue a red light blasted through the cars of the train.

"They moved the checkpoints up! We need to go now!" Yelled the cocoa haired lady that bun had seen earlier, racing to another racing.

Cloud and the others immediately took after her with bun not far behind. When they reached the last car, one by one they hopped out and arrived on the railroad.

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As the train is maneuvering into a station in a dim and dark alley way, Two watchmen guards patrol the platform. The brown haired woman flips breathtakingly (to buns) off the train. The gatekeepers assault her only to be thumped out by her skilled hands and feet. Barret jumps out of the train, turns, and gestures for Bun and Cloud to take after him,

"C'mon newcomer's. Stay close to me."

Barret runs upstairs. Cloud flips out of the train with Bun bouncing out directly behind him and they trail Barret but they rapidly loosing sight of him.

"Poo.." Uttered the saiyan bun.

Two guards descend the same stairs down to the train stage, blocking both buns and clouds way.

Freeing his sword from his back before spinning it before him. He grasped it with both hands before him, dropping into a battle position as he yelled, "Shun!"

Bun's eyes extended and he raised his clench hands, going into a fighting position!

LET THE BATTLES BEGIN!

Cloud first retracted before letting an arrogant snarl slip and afterward flying forward at one of the guards with his buster sword brought high. Cloud cut his sword down onto the guards head, in a split second incapacitating him. His speed caught bun off guard.

Bun immediately went with the same pattern, he dashed so rapidly to the next guard that his response time was poor and threw a fake punch making the guard jump and flinch as Shun then rapidly drove a kick to the guards stomach, sending the watch flying into a wall, breaking it. The guard then fell unconcious Shun was certain he broke a couple bones.

VICTORY!

"Shun. Take those robes off. Take these." Cloud approached him and gave him the garments and covering of the guard he cut down.

Shun takes the graduation robe off, returning it to his carrying sack and changes into the SOLDIER third class outfit.

Its a light blue uniform that is a sleeveless turtle-neck sweater with loose jeans and brown highlights that can hold a defensive layer and weapon set up when not being used.

"I.. I feel cool heh." Shun said as he adjusted the immense belt.

Cloud shakes his and gives him a straightforward sword with an emblem on it. It has an indistinguishable look from the symbol on clouds own belt. "I... hmm..don't worry about it.." Bun ceased. He would ask as to why does his garments resemble these guards clothes..

After the fight, Cloud and bun start running up the stairs and they meet the rest of the bunch on the train - the brown haired young lady and two different individuals from AVALANCHE, opening the main door to a Mako reactor.

Bun strolled up to the group and presented himself, "I never told you know guys my identity back on the train! Im Shun! nice to meet you!" He grinned.

"Biggs here." said the man with the swept back cocoa hair. He has a handkerchief tied round his brow. What's more,he is wearing an olive shirt and green three-quarter pants, brown boots with silver clasps round the lower leg, brown gloves, and two belts: one dark and one brown, the last of which has a pocket to his left side hip.

"Nice ears! Im Wedge!" Wedge, conversely, is a person that seems as though he appreciates eating a whole lot. He has dark hair kept down with a red handkerchief, and wears a beige shirt, blue shorts, chestnut brown boots and shoulder braces, with a bandolier over his chest and grenades on the belt of his pants.


"Jessie." Said the lady with cocoa hair.

Biggs then takes a look at Cloud, "Goodness! You used to be in SOLDIER alright! ...Not regular ya discover one in a gathering like AVALANCHE." Biggs said.

Buns mouth dropped.

Jessie looked over,"SOLDIER? Aren't they the foe?" She grimaced. "What's he doing with us in AVALANCHE?"

Biggs waves his hand "Hold it, Jessie. He WAS in SOLDIER." He takes a look at her "He quit them and now is one of us." He then takes a look at Cloud, "Shun revealed to us his name yet... I didn't get your name..."

"....Cloud Strife." the warrior spoke harshly, accentuating the 'Strife' as he said it.

Biggs grins, "Cloud, eh? I'm..."

Cloud interrupts, "I couldn't care less what your names are. When this job's over... I'm outta here."

The previously cheerful man looked genuinely hurt now.

"Biggs," he whispered anyways, slinking away as he did so.

Bun gestured in concurrence with Cloud.

Barret comes running up to the group, "The hell are all of you doin'!?" The voice made each body aside from Cloud bounce and spin about as the leader of the group drew nearer, baffled. "I thought I revealed to you never to move in a group! Our objective's the North Mako Reactor. We'll meet on the extension before it." Then, in his usual boorish booming tone, he sounded, "Move Out!" spurring everybody but Cloud and Shun to advance through the door at once.

Cloud made an almost lackadaisical approach to the door, when the gun-arm of the leader intercepted him, blocking his way. His eyes remain settled on Cloud, "Ex-SOLDIER, huh? I dont trust ya!"

Cloud gazed back, his eyes glinting "I believe you're overlooking the "Ex" in that sentence," he jested. "Perhaps it's crossed your mind that you can't bear the cost of not to trust me? But you trust Shun."

"Barret Wallace don't believe or trust no damn Shinra!" Barret thundered angrily. In a fierceness, he swung his gunarm at Cloud energetically. It shivered as Bun stepped up between them and stopped it with one movement of his hand.

"Guys.. Please..." Shun said in a weak tone.

Barret's eyes popped open as his body shook with the drive of the swing stopped so effortlessly by the little bunny Shun. Cloud's whose eyes now glared blades into Barret's. Enraged, Barret Wallace scowled at Cloud yet again, and afterward dashed towards the reactor yet again.

Shuns scratches his head and sighs as he looks into just to see Shinra base towering above as him and Cloud as they followed behind Barret through the door.

'These guys move so fast' Shun thought as him and cloud found themselves distanced from the rest of the group.

'Scarcely any security..' Shun, thought.

And then all of a sudden, Shun had felt a sharp pain tear into his back. A new feeling coursed through his body—he'd been shot. The guard who had hit him had now risen up out of the shadows, and his muntant Shinra assault canine progressed too.

Fight!

Cloud countered twofold: he pierced the horrifying canine upon his sword as it jumped upon him, and Shun propped his body, focusing as much as he could with the ruthless torment coursing through his little body as he kept running towards the guard and caved in his face in with a capable zoom punch, sending the guard flying back and ricocheting off the ground. Cloud then yelled a compelling cry of "Ice!" assaulting the canine with a shower of Ice Magic framed in sharp icicles and hail, murdering it immediately.

Victory.

Shun whimpered, flinching, as Cloud twisted the slug from his posterior.

"That could have murdered you", Cloud said irately of Shunbuns powerlessness.

"Murdered me, obviously, on the off chance that I wasn't wearing this protective layer thingy.." The special armor on his wrist had kept the projectile from totally entering shuns flesh.

Cloud expelled a little potion from a sachel at his abdomen, uncorked it, and poured it down Shuns back, seeling the injury close.

'The rest is always inside', he recalled, and gave the rest of the potion to Shun to drink down.

Feeling completely invigorated, They both take after the others to the Reactor. Wedge remains on the extension before the reactor as the others head inside.

Wedge turned to both Bun and Cloud "I'll secure the escape entry. Focus on the mission, Shun and Cloud! Wowsers, we're truly going to blow this colossal heater up? This'll be somethin' to see!" Wedge shouts

Bun and Cloud catch after the others into the Reactor.

"The hell you been!" Barret shouted at Cloud and Shun as soon as they were in earshot.

Cloud sighed, "Ran into some trouble." Bun nodded and rubbed the spot he was shot at.

Barret looked at Cloud skeptically for a moment, before changing the subject abruptly.

"Yo! This y'all first time in a reactor?" Barret says to the newcomers

Bun gestures and murmurs as he is glancing around, taking in the place, "I..I never seen anything.. like this.."

Cloud rings in, "No. All things considered, I worked for Shinra, y'know."

Barret visibly winced at the mere mention of Shinra. He winced significantly more deep down at his failure to get a grip on clouds motivation or background. Only the most elevated positioning SOLDIERs had ever even been in a reactor center core without lasting reassignment to one.

And afterward there were this current person's inspirations. 'What was so damn imperative about the job? Not the gil, not contrasted with a SOLDIER's wage. He was disinterested with the group, as well. All that appeared to matter to cloud was this reactor, and whatever it was that was within it.' Barret thought.

"This land was brimming with Mako vitality," Barret probed, attempting to get Cloud reveal something of his motivations. "It's the soul of this planet," he proceeded, as though he was clarifying anything that wasn't essential learning to any individual who didn't overlook it. "Yet, Shinra continues sucking out the blood with these bizarre machines," he expressed, scowling at him as he said the word 'Shinra'.

Shun gestures and grin, "Somebody told that to me recently!"

The Ex-SOLDIER showed no emotion, "I'm not here for a lecture. We should simply just hustle on."

The answer was not taken positively, as Barret, rankled and insulted, burst out shouting again at Cloud, "Da hell you think you're talkin' to like that?!?"

He progressed on Cloud, making the spiky haired guy move backwards by righteousness of barrets sheer size alone.

All Bun could do was watch and sigh.

"The hell you been?!?" he rehashed, enraged. "Can't keep up worth a shit, ya useless punk!" he spat. "Jus' hopin' yo Shinra buddies would'a killed us off back at the passage, huh?"

"Back. Off." Cloud answered with a blaze of the unnatural shine in his eyes.

After a brief and cumbersome quiet, Barret recovered his poise. "That is it! You both are comin' with me starting now and into the foreseeable future."

Cloud nods and Bun stays silent but is relieved nonetheless to see the conflict resolved if only for a short time.

Barret joins the Party!

The group works through the bolted entryways more deep inside the reactor.

Jessie breathes out a delicate breath, "Biggs and I got the code for this entryway."

Biggs says, "Code deciphered"

The entryway opens and they walk onwards unchallenged.

Biggs murmurs, "Think what number of our people took a chance with their lives, only for this code..."

Jessie gets out, "Code deciphered"

They advance through the entryway and work further into the reactor. Biggs remains at the entryway as they enter a lift.

Jessie taps buns shoudler, "Push that button over there, Shun!"

"Yes ma'am!" Shunbun presses the button and the lift begins moving.

Cloud glanced at Barret, who was visibly annoyed by Shun and his slight tardiness.

He probed once more into Cloud's feelings toward the reactor, not to mention vent his own frustrations with it.

Barret takes a look at both Cloud and Shun, "Little by little the reactors'll deplete out all the life.." he spoke, abnormally loud, especially for the cramped elevator.

"And that'll be that," he finished in a louder tone.

Bun swallows and shakes his head, balling his fist's, "We wont give that a chance to happen.. I wont give that a chance to happen.."

Cloud looks ahead into the distance, "It's not my issue." He said coldly.

Barret takes a look at him and his face has a furious look, "The planet's dyin', Cloud!" Barret roared, all thoughts of probing put aside. "Don't you even care, Strife?"

"The main thing I think about is finishin' this job quickly before security and the Roboguards come." Cloud spoke even more coldly, not even looking at Barret. "Got it, Wallace?"

Barret scoffs, turning away, shaking with outrage, then looks back behind him at Cloud and before a counter by Barret could even be made, the lift shrieked and thundered to a stop, and the swinging doors opened, proclaiming a hail of gunfire and plasma weaponry as plasma sharpshooters, and Sweeper Roboguards shot on the inclined lift entrance.

"Damn!" Barret reviled, getting away from the lift and strafing the gatekeepers with destructive accuracy and viability as he mixed for cover.

Cloud, in the wake of pushing Jessie into an edge of the lift, jumped straightforwardly into the shred. He cleared his sword in fatal circular segments, chopping down troopers and avoiding bullets all the while: it seemed like he foreseen the fight ejecting surrounding him.

Shunbun did his fair share of fighting also, the gear he wore alongside his mako infused body permitted him to bring and exchange blows with the security.

Within mere seconds it was over. The gatekeepers had either been peppered by the hail of Barret's gunfire or slaughtered by the precision of Cloud's buster sword or Shunbuns uncouth battling. The three Sweepers had been pulverized too.

"You're getting the hang of this." Cloud remarked to Shun, impressed at seeing the savagery.

"T-thank you Cloud!" Spoke an exhausted Shunbun.

Cloud gestured.

"AY, lovebirds!" Barret hollered from underneath, having as of now slid into the depths ofthe reactor's center. "There ain't no time for that! C'mon!"

Jessie stops them and tells bun, "You both are going to need to climb that latter down. I will keep watch out."

Going into the following room after sliding down the latter, Bun and cloud was welcomed by a horde of funnels, stepping stools, and chains. Deftly jumping and plunging to the catwalks underneath, Shun turned upward and gestured to Jessie whom he accepted was standing watch and waved to her. Finally Shun and Cloud ended up at the base of the Number One Reactor, with none other than Barret Wallace holding up to welcome him.

"It's 'bout damn time," Barret mumbled. "Y'all both s'posed'ta stick wit' me!"

Cloud, holding his tongue, walked past Barret into the Central Dynamo of the Reactor's center.

Shun remained by Barret who remarks, "When we blow this place, this ain't going to be nothin' more than a hunka garbage."

Barret takes a gander at Cloud, "Cloud, you set the bomb."

Cloud, "Shouldn't Shun do it?" he inquired suspiciously.

Shun's face goes pale white, "W-what!? I don't know how to set bombs!"

Barret shakes his head, "Jus' do it!" Barret cut him off, exasperated. "I gotta watch to ensure you don't pull nothin'."

Cloud, tired of arguing, took the charges, "Fine."

As Cloud moves to set the bomb, something talks into shunbuns mind. 'Keep an eye out! This isn't only a reactor!!' Seconds later Shun remained—dazed and bewildered.

Shunbun hand slaps to the side of his head and he grunts..

Barret puts his hand on buns back "kid...What's wrong?"

Cloud looks back, "Huh?"

Shun shakes his head, "N-nothing... Im okay"

Barret glances over to cloud, "Cloud, Hustle it up!"

Cloud gestures, "Yeah, sorry."

Shun stalked up to the reactor's center, and studied it with an unsual wonder.

The center was a sight to even the most acquainted with it. The bubbling Mako beneath was altogether vented through the center, which refined it. Funnels, rotors, wheels, and axles of different kinds controlled the reactor, as all around the two gatecrashers the mechanical depression filled in as easily as a clock, concentrating its energy.

Cloud sets the bomb. An alert starts to sound and red lights streak.

Barret pats bun's back, "Heads up, y'all here they come!"

"Center Core Security Roboguard enacted."

Bun's eyes buldged wide and he prepares his weapon, "Still more fighting.."

"Damnit!" Barret thundered at Cloud. "I remember you sayin you was in a reactor some time recently!"

"I said I had been in one, Wallace, that doesn't mean I at any point attempted to blow one to damnation before!" Cloud said in self defense.

Right then and there an awesome crash reverberated through the center, and a goliath mechanical scorpion slid from its holding cell to the catwalk underneath as the metallic voice rang its last get before wearing out:

"Security Roboguard 'Protect Scorpion' sent."

The Guard Scorpion slammed down onto the catwalk, clasping its backings and sending its three targets flying. Its brilliant red armor shone unfavorably, adding to the terrorizing that its enormous size and scorpion like shell edge forced.

"Visual sensors enacted," came the mechanical sound from the hollows of its 'body'.

Immediately, sensor pillars let go from two gadgets planted on each of its arms, their motivation being to track for gatecrashers. They fell soon upon Shun, who had been recently attempting to his feet. He quickly was subjected to a hail of powerful bullets from the Scorpion's Assault Cannons.

The machine's projectiles had a lot of speed for Shun's Bronze Bangle to take. They cut straight into his's body, racking it with such force that he remained conscious with body intact due just to the last waiting impacts of the Bangle.

Similarly as all expectation appeared to be lost for the saiyan bunny warrior, a revived feeling started to course its way through his body, while his injuries felt as though they were being washed far from his skin, expunging bullets as they receded. He gazed upward to find that Cloud and Barret was presently taking on the armor-clad robo monster, after having treated bun with two of clouds extra elixirs. Barret didn't appear to be fit as a fiddle, in any case… he wasnt looking too good..

Barret's bullets weren't doing much harm to the Guard Scorpion by any stretch of the imagination. He had no progress in toppling the monster, however: a burst of bullets had devastated the Scorpion's left sensor generator. Astutely, Barret now had sought cover on the Roboguard's deserted rugged bit of metal, compelling its correct sensor to thrash fiercely trying to find him. Barret's energy was winding down, however, and his adversary was still in the fight.

"Strife!" he called. "My bullets ain't no match for what the hell this thinh is shooting!" Just as he talked, a fortunate shot from the Scorpion's guns impacted the rough metal Barret had been utilizing as cover. Barret dodged the majority of the metal as it bobbed from the catwalk into the distance by the effect, yet was still harmed as the metal brushed his right arm all the while.

Cloud, seeing the blow, raised a Potion to hurl to Barret when Barret held his firearm arm out in challenge.

"Don't you goddamn use that for such an tiny injury! Go! Get Shun up!" Barret then ducked down in look for better cover to recover, while Cloud gestured and nodded, rushing over and hurlinh Shun behind some cover, getting ready to charge the Guard Scorpion.

Cloud diverted bullets as he pushed up the catwalk to the Scorpion Roboguard. As the weapons focused all fire on cloud, he sprang past them to minor crawls from the mech's packaging. In one smooth movement he spun to its posterior, spread out one hand, crushed his bustersword into the Scorpion's leg with his other hand, and, while holding it tight, tore it from the leg with his other arm.

The Scorpion couldn't withstand this turning tornado of an ambush. It quickly clasped, torqued, and toppled to its side, disabled.

"Be careful!" Cloud roared out to Shun as the saiyan bunny rose up out of cover to assault the machine. "I CAN DO THIS!"

Barret, with renewed life, charged towards the mechanical monster, pounding it with a blindingly quick rate of bullets, resolved to push it off of the catwalk and into the poisonous green fluid underneath in its harmed state.

As he came to the point of perfect range, he crushed into the Guard Scorpion with his gun arm with power that could just sensibly be depicted as superhuman. He rushed upon the scorpion robo once more, tottering the mammoth towards the railing. As he arranged for an extreme attack, however, its tail gradually started to rise even as it was besieged; while its guns started to withdraw in the meantime.

Shun would too crush his sword and clench hand into the goliath robot, utilizing his entire mako-saiyan fueled strength.

Cloud, distinctly watching the transpiration, yelled urgently at both Barret and Bun, "Stop!"

Barret, against the majority of his normal impulses, ceased his last charge.

Also, Shun turned about gradually, shouting back. "What for?"

"Its visual sensors and turrets are disconnected," Cloud clarified. "Just its movement sensors stay in place. In the event that we move, it'll used all its put away energy to utilize its staggering Tail Laser!"

Shunbun and Barret took a gander at the Roboguard mammoth once more, noticing its brutally jerking tail and the absence of some any other development aside from the hum of the sound of a laser unmistakably reving up.

"On the off chance that it uses that, the catwalk will be wrecked, and we'll all kick the bucket!" Cloud commented.

"What do we do, then?" Shunbun inquired. He, Barret, and Cloud stood unmoving in the murky darkness for at some point with only the beeping of the prepared bomb ending the hush. Cloud's eyes then quickly flashed, and he glanced to the cieling as he gradually sheathed his sword in order to be totally untracable..

"We need to fight without moving," Cloud answered. Steeling his body and focusing his mind, he cried out, "Jolt!", sending a lightning impact into the Scorpion's center.

"Jolt! Jolt!" Each cry proclaimed an engaged charge of electric to the machine before him. The Scorpion was racked by its inconspicuous assailant, thrashing uncontrollably to detect any discernible life.

"Prepare!" Cloud called to Shun and Barret.

In one last fit of focus, Cloud articulated a last "Jolt!" sending down a last lightning strike and completely singing the Scorpion's mechanics. Barret, acknowledging what was going on, arranged to keep running for cover, just to discover a bit of his old rough metal cover had stopped itself in his boot. He was totally stuck.

"BARRET!" Shun cried as what was left of the Guard Scorpion Security Roboguard detonated, sending the close-by Barret flying and sprawling only inches from Cloud's feet.

Cloud raced to his side and promptly checked his heartbeat. "Still alive" he said to Bun, grinning regardless of himself. "However, scarcely… "

Cloud reluctantly pulled a shimmering feather that he had gotten before the job from his pouch and laid it on Barret.




"This is your day of reckoning," Cloud murmured.

Bun remained there, gnawing his teeth.

The quill shone brightly on Barret, showing shaded strands of gold that coursed through the air and into Barret's body. He writhed, spitting up blood, and gazed toward Cloud just to stumble back as Cloud crushed a potion on his head, then recuperated as it mended his injuries.

"That is for having me squander this on you," Cloud insulted with a smile.

Shunbun gave a delicate giggle and wiped a tear from his eye, sighing in alleviation, putting his sword away.

The greater part of their facial expressions then changed to lighter ones. The three understood that only by cooperating they survived that fatal attack. They kept on looking at each other charitably, until a noisy repeating beeping sound over the devastated catwalk ended the hush. Barret, his faculties completely recovered, talked first. "The Bomb!!!"

"We've just got ten minutes," Cloud said in a serious,solemn manner. "there's no time and the catwalk's been pulverized by the blast.."

Barret rose to his feet very quickly, and afterward glanced back at Shun and then the Guard Scorpion's corpse of curved parts. Seeking the remainders of the Roboguard rapidly, he got a turret and held it above him, shouting triumphantly. He then walked towards the exit.

"Wha?" was all Shun could state, dazed.

"I guess I could utilize this turret to upgrade my weapon," Barret clarified as the rose the arrangement of chains and stepping stools to the passage at the highest point of the pole. "This is a great deal more effective than mine."

As the three climbed the last latter with a quickness, Cloud and Shun bit by bit heard cries from beneath. Instantly speculating what they were, he got an adjacent anchor and started to rappel down into the pole once more.

Cloud and Shun checked left and right, plunging as fast as possible. It's...here! Shun located the stage where he had seen Jessie on his first plummet. Arriving with a crash, he was surprised to see a fallen Jessie, her foot stuck and wound in a huge thing of punctured metal.

"Thought you were standing guard," he watched calmly as he cut through the metal and torqued her foot free.

"I was, yet… " Jessie started irately, then become flushed ruby when she met Shun's impugning gaze. "Much appreciated," she finished. She pulled herself to her feet, and opened her screen to survey the bomb's commencement..

"Oh boy!" she cried, startled. "Just five minutes left until explosion!" She looked into the shaft, as it appeared to extend for miles upward then took a gander at her leg. "We'll never make it to the lift in time!"

Cloud, refusing to surrender at this point, had officially hung a thought together. His eyes dashed up the chain he had plunged on, to the pulley above, and afterward to an interlocking arrangement of weights on the pulley.

Weights that if discharged, would send this chain soaring upwards… , Cloud thought.

Grabbing up Jessie in his arm and getting a handle on the chain with his free hand, Cloud focused on the backings for the chain. At full concentration, Cloud howled "Ice!", solidifying and freezing the backings.

A brief moment later the backings broke, breaking free the weights at the opposite side of the chain.

"Hang on," Cloud told Jessie and Shun as they rose with the chain at a blindingly quick speed. Ever more elevated they flew up, until finally they jumped at the most elevated level, leaving whatever remains of the chain to whip, crash, and plunge down underneath them. The lift was currently only opposite them, officially mostly loaded with a crabby and surly Barret.

"The hell!!!" Barret shouted anxiously.

"Don't worry about it," Cloud said with unique cheer as he and Shun ventured into the lift. "Exactly what I generally do."

Shun wipes the sweat off of his brow.

Barret was all the while gazing at Cloud surprised as the lift enacted.

"Three minutes!" Barret shouted as the lift opened. Jessie rapidly went to take a shot at the security entryway. Airing out, the group raced to the following security entryway, which Biggs dealt with. Shun started to notice that Jessie had been and was keeping on gazing at him all through that time.

As the last security entryway opened, Cloud dashed towards the exit of the reactor appropriate, cutting through the last jettison barrier first Ray programmed guard lasers effortlessly with Shunbun behind him.

Wedge was sitting tight for them outside at the extraction site. Shun, Cloud, Biggs, Barret, and Wedge all jumped into the entryway. Jessie, be that as it may, distracted with he consistent gazing at Shun, stumbled. Cloud, seeing this, surged out to save her even as the last seconds ticked down on the bomb's clock.

Helping Jessie up, Cloud whispered, "Stop it!" indignantly and, taking her in his arms, jumping through the entryway similarly as the clock hit zero.

As the Sector 1 Reactor shook and detonated, its crescendo of sounds overwhelmed the commotion of Midgar. The sound was exceeded, in any case, by the noiseless, red hot scenery, rising and blossoming into the air like so much torment that it spoke to.


And after that there was a complete quiet.

Midgar was completely noiseless... The sound of the reactor's obliteration had had long since dissipated, leaving just the rising blazes of death to course into the air, shading the broken sky from the inky darkness of death to the red, wrathful palettes of retribution. The sounds helicopters above had withdrawn.. cars, bikes and cruisers alike shrieked to a stop as the overhanging fire covered the whole sector. The cries and shouts blurred as well as the spreading ghastliness extended to an ever increasing extent. Killings and schemes were put on hold.. if just for one brief window of time.

The corruption of midgar had worn down the stones of life's versatility for a really long time. The mountains of life had ingested to their fracture focuses. They could take no more. The anger of flame was obliterating. Its reprisal was unmistakable.

It was an AVALANCHE.

What's more, it carried the quiet with it.. It floated from the upper levels, dropped forcefully and wound into the psyches of the sickened crowded that littered the roads. It wound into each hallway, each vent, and each piss-doused ditch that alcoholics could writhe in. The quiet spreaded unimaginably, relentlessly, and finally found a last room of favor that it crawled and slithered into, for last typical wellness.

"That ought to keep the planet going… no less than somewhat more."

The hush had at last extended its way into the little passage where the depleted renegades AVALANCHE had taken shelter from their devastating job. The group had sat unobtrusively in their own silent, while listening attentively to the ascent of the shattering blast and the blurring of everything else into the silence that had at last came to the the bottom rungs of the recently shaped niche in the maze that had once been known as the Sector 1 Reactor.

Cloud thought back over at Barret and Shun with an amazingly particular demeanor all over. The man had achieved what no other individual or association had ever drawing close to doing ever: decimating one of the pillar reactors of Shinra itself. Barret's triumph, be that as it may, wasn't reflected at all in what he had quite recently said. It was broken acclaim best case scenario: the little triumph of the guerrilla over the domain had clearly excessively unpleasant of a cost, making it impossible to be praised.

"Better believe it," Wedge answered a couple of minutes after the fact. He was by all accounts insisting this more for himself than anything, to ensure that their triumph had truly happened. They had any kind of effect—an invaluable thought, regardless of how boundlessly little.

Terrible..., was the main word that would strike a chord in Clouds mind regarding the matter.

Barret, nonetheless, stood and gestured quietly to his comrades and to Cloud's unstable perceptions—appeared to have increased some peace through the fulfillment of the experience.

Their stillness was at last broken as Jessie remained to her feet, implying that she was done sitting around. Whatever remains of the renegades stood tall with here.

"Alrighty," Jessie spoke up as boisterous as possible. "Everyone, Lets go!" Her voice resounded through the confined space, hoisting to the need that it included.

Cloud and shun started to move with the group towards the leave, starting from a quick jog and heightening to a full sprint. Jessie was brisk with those things, he thought with slight congeniality as he heard a thunder start behind him. The moan impelled him to double his running velocity as he went through the passage towards the exit.

Jessie had planted one last, to a great degree powerful bomb. It was, in her words, a supposed 'Cleanup Bomb', used to wipe any unwanted followers or evidence in its impact range. Obviously, it was a priceless asset for the ragtag rebels who couldn't bear the cost of any immediate contact with more shinra or hazard revelation by its agents.

Shunbun was first out of the leave, somersaulting through the blast's fire and arriving with a crash on the considerably more annihilated rock asphalt. Shockingly, the thick-bodied Barret developed second from the blazes, dashing through the warmth with sheer constrain. Cloud came flipping out directly after him.

Cloud… , Shun watched inquisitively as he raised one of his eyebrows somewhat. The man's flexibility was starting to intrigue him, from his quality to his evidently impressive ownership of speed.

There is surely more to Cloud and Barret than meets the eye, noted Shun quietly.

Biggs and Jessie had taken after quickly as one, jumping over the obstacle of flame and jogging over to Barret.. At that point the only one unaccounted for was Wedge…

In a matter of seconds, a cry of agony came from the now brilliantly blazing passage; the cry proclaiming an unglued and stuck Wedge to plunge recklessly out to the passage in an afire state.

Not long after in the wake of bouncing out, Wedge moved more than once on the broken and (fortunately) messy asphalt as the fire step by step was covered out.

"I figure all huge folks aren't as flexible as Cloud", Shun thought as he smiled concealed, half-interested by the exhibition.

Wedge at long last got himself to his feet and stumbled over to his group, cleaning off his now scorched attire.

"A'ight, now how about we get the hell outta here," Barret said delicately to the gathering—startling Cloud and even Shun by and by, as it was the mildest he had ever heard the greater man bring down his voice to such a level.

"Meet at the Sector 8 station!" cried Barret. The charge immediately restored his authoritative voice. "Pair up and get on the train y'all!" The group reacted promptly to the commonplace orders, leaving Cloud, Shun and Barret inside within minutes.

Barret started to begin away too when Shun poked Cloud and connected for him forcefully. "H, hello!" Cloud began to talk.

Barret, in any case, just looked over his expansive shoulder and took a gander at the hired fighter with a practically hateful gaze. "On the off chance that it's about your gil," he snarled, "spare it till we're back at the den." Satisfied when Cloud did not react to this last articulation, he turned and vanished into the obscurity of a slender passage.

Cloud and Shun remained peacefully there. Simply then, a burst and crackle of electric power sounded toward the finish of a winding street. Cloud looks at Shun, "Coming?" Shun nods and looks ahead, "We aren't getting paid... are we?".. Cloud shrugs and walks onward. Bun followed in behind him. The Ex-SOLDIER and the Saiyan bun gave their decisions to luck and started to stroll upon the previously mentioned road.

Glancing around, a woman see's three men running towards her. Planning to ask about what had just unfolded before, she moved toward him unhesitatingly. She shouted out when the men hurtled into her, thumping her down, then escaping in hysteria. young lady twice took in deep breaths o quiet her nerves, and started to tidy herself off once more.

Shun and Cloud saw the young lady when they entered the plaza. Cloud saw her generally pushed to the ground and left.. he strolled over to her and outstretched his hand.

The young lady started to pull back promptly as the hand pushed towards her. Cloud scowled, and said to bun, "God, You don't simply come up to anyone for no obvious reason or purpose in Midgar: not unless you're one of the less attractive creatures of corruption."

Shun quint his eyes, "I.. feel like I've seen her, Cloud.."



The young lady had in fact withdrawn from the strangers hand, supposing it to be some unforgiving Shinra soldier controlled by some sick fantasy. In any case, her entire mentality changed when she saw his face.

She was totally and unequivocally shocked by what she had set out to look upon. In spite of the fact that she knew she had never observed the man, contemplation started to flow in her mind unbidden about him.

He's…

No, she however instantly and conclusively. Not ever would she be taken into those musings again, regardless.

Be that as it may, his eyes, his hair, his face, his… look!

She inspected his face nearly now, observing eagerly. All of a sudden she perceived the expression all over.

amidst a disaster, was not what she had anticipated..

Declining his hand cordially, the emerald-eye flower girl lifted up off of the asphalt and stood immovably as she admired the man and his strange companion which was also wearing a shinra outfit..

Cloud moved his weight apprehensively. The circumstance was turning out to be very awkward for him and Shun. While the slim lady before him had been panicked of the Ex-SOLDIER and Saiyan that had lingered before her minutes back, now her whole state of mind towards them had changed. She now moves toward the pair strongly—even.

"What the heck?" Shun thought.

"Pardon me?" the young lady asked delicately, tweaking Cloud from his meandering look to herself.

The young lady articulated a unintelligible wheeze and steadied her excited considerations. In spite of his stoic nature, the young lady discovered his nearness to be pleasant. She talked again to the blonde and the Saiyan with restored power.

"What happened?" she at last inquired. She skirted on rebuking herself for asking such an asinine question. He and his friend most likely didn't know a thing! Similarly as frightened as every other person.

All things considered, she seen that maybe they have had their fair share of fighting in their time.

Cloud was savagely pushed again into his current circumstance, and understood the approaching risk all around.. He made plans to quit talking with this youthful stray-like female and take Shun and move onwards.

In a firm, profound, and greatly authorative tone, Cloud intensely cautioned, "You would do well to leave."

Shun nodded and folded his arms.

This did not bring out a positive reaction from the girl. She turned her look of request to one of coldness; marginally startling Cloud in spite of his recently settled stoicism. She turned away, and stood a half foot far off from him.

As though she wasn't used to risk! she thought. 'They likely believe that I'm quite recently some feeble, delicate kid that has never at any point seen genuine threat. He doesn't see war-scarred warrior before him.' She sneered. She wouldn't go away.

Cloud and Bun saw the new coldness of the blossom merchant expanding uncomfortably. Cloud knew then he ought to just leave, let her stiff necked attitude turn into her destruction. However Shunbun would give the EX SOLDIER a stern look. Shun felt that he couldn't leave the circumstance as it is. His eyes moved to the young lady's frayed wicker bin of blossoms, and chimed in.

"There arent many flowers around here," he said out without considering. Cloud looked around as the words from Shun passed around and waited. Noticeable all around, Cloud understood what Shun had said had been totally true. The contamination of Midgar had snuffed most life from the weeds to the elderly and asthmatic aimlessly. Things being what they are, how did blossoms some way or another sprout in this hell hole?

The young lady swung back to face Shun gradually, against all her common motivations to spin about in a flash. She became elated. Nobody, not by any means her consistent customers had ever even tried to pay enthusiasm for her flowers. And now this boy and this man, out of the flares of the biggest fiasco she had ever seen in Midgar, helped her to her feet, and indicated enthusiasm for her last worn out and remaining flowers and in addition her.

"G-Gracious, do you like them?" she asked, trusting with everything that is in her on simply the modest poppies settled in her wicker bin. She gulped hard. "They're just a gil… "

Cloud overlooked himself in those next brief minutes. Shun himself gazed specifically into the emerald jade ocean that were her eyes, and flashed an undeniable grin from ear to ear.

"Okay!" Bun said clamorously, more so than even he would ever review himself saying.

The blossom lady stayed still in delight, and flashed her very own exquisite grin. "Goodness, thank you!" was whatever she could figure out how to drive out of her lips. However similarly as she said that her joy swung uneasily to uneasiness as she lifted her wicker bin gradually to Shun's eyes. She just hoped her leftovers would appear intact.

"Goodness!"

That hadn't been the reaction she had foreseen. She moved her sight rapidly to the substance of the crate to find out if the outcry had originated from some overwhelming sight.

Luckily, the outcome happened to be the previous. Despite the fact that yes, the greater part of the blossoms had been destroyed and strewn into unrecognizable mulch, three of the vender's most wonderful roses had been saved in place, weaving through the crushed petals of the others. The sight must be portrayed as stunning, for no other sufficient depiction could be defined at the time (for the most part because of absence of breath).

"Goodness," the awestruck young lady rehashed. She thought back to her purchaser and recouped herself expeditiously. "There's a sorry selection here.. When I fell.. I crushed my flowers." she apologized. "Fine… I-I have a special today!! these 3 flowers for only one gil."

"Wha?" Cloud cloud chimes in. "Only one blossom appears to be more than reasonable… "

Shunbun nods, "We dont wanna take all your flowers miss!" The thought of outright kissing this woman crossed the buns mind easily.

The young lady motioned obstinately. This time, Cloud understood, she was unmistakably rigid.

"Okay," Cloud yielded.

Shun's grin still stayed in place. "A three-for-one arrangement!"

The young lady chuckled, fulfilled, and gave the three blossoms to the bunny boy of gleaming teal eyes.

In like manner, the Ex-SOLDIER gave one coin to her, dropping it into her delicate, supple hands. She joyfully slipped the coin into her inside pocket, neglecting to acknowledge it was a 100 gil coin Cloud had given her and not a one gil coin as they had settled upon.

Shun's eyes widen and he falls silent.

Cloud took a gander at the blooms and back to her one final time and spoke, "Would you be able to leave now?" Her grin began to blur once more, when he included a whisper, "true me."

She knew the circumstance was dire, like never before.. 'Alright,; she thought. 'it's been worth it, despite all the trouble.'

Giving one final look, she spins walking away and vanished into the shadows.

"I've seen her before.. I swear.." Bun says as he watches her leave.

.... .... ....

Cloud and Shun proceed through the lanes of Midgar. They walked around the square, Shunbun gripping the blossoms to his chest. He couldn't recall the last time he'd grinned so long. But then...

"Astra.. Summers.."

Cloud takes a gander at bun, "huh?"

Shun shakes his head, "N-nothing.."

The couple got in on a discussion as they walked, "Exactly what the hell going on!?" said one individual.

"Hey what's that on the wall over there? How about we see..." Said another person.

"Dont be tricked by Shinra! Mako power doesn't keep going forever!! The end is in sight!" Cried one other man.

Shun's grin and his temperament, be that as it may, both vanished when he over head the discussions being had. Taking him back to the present situation.

Shun and Cloud both travelled down the back roads of Sector 8. They both reached the passageway to the train station underneath them. What's more, they swung to enter it, just to get caught up against the recently arrived Shinra forces.

"Damn!" Cloud shouted, as he started to focus himself. Using the greater part of the power that he could assemble available to him, he let out a commanding call of "Ice!". The spell's quality made a thick coating of freezing ice, blocking the Shinra's chasing.

Detecting that things were going to get harsh, Shun tucked the three blooms into the folds of his uniform. As though on prompt, three Shinra troopers moved toward them both from two adjoining boulevards. Cloud and Shun brought their sword's up accordingly.

Shun contracts his eyes as he heard a train shriek savagely.

Cloud glared irately again and grabbed Shun by his neckline, taking off in the other path in a frantic endeavor to reach the train. His hopes were ended when more Shinra warriors rose up out of that bearing also. Clouds eyes extended as a torrent of gunfire blew separated the ice in the back road from which he and Shun had came from.

The recently framed troop of Shinra watchmen progressed on the two. Shun began to shake in his boots yet Cloud wasn't scared at all. He was puzzled by one issue.. how might they get to the train before it leaves? Finally Cloud found himself at an edge, dragging Shun. He felt his spirits fall as he heard the trains's last shriek and the beginning of its monstrous motor.

The Shinra forces that now totally encompassed them both laughed. "That is the extent that both of you go," the squad leader talked up.

Feeling Shun shaking in fear, Cloud was currently prepared to agree. He investigated the edge, down into what appeared to be an interminable valley, an image of no escape.

The hints of the train had ascended with time, everything except affirming the EX-SOLDIER's guess.

He listened longer and looked the lead Shinra officer straightforwardly in his eyes. "I don't have room schedule-wise to be messin' around with you all," he gloated.

"Enough chattering! Get them!" The Shinra squad leader directed as a high shriek of the train came blurting.

Cloud turned on his heel and, decisively, He hurled Shun over and hopped after him. They both fell far, seeing nothing at the base except for dark. 'C'mon', he wished urgently as he saw the railroad tracks come clearer into view.

The train did show up, right as his boots and Shun hit the icy metal of its topside. Shun was layed out flat over the top. He appeared to be fine.

The impact constrained Cloud himself to stoop into a hunching down position, looking to Shunbun to check whether he was alright. They were both fortunate as the train zoomed into a passage tunnel. In the event that Cloud wasn't bowing and Shun was not sprawled out, they wouldn't have made the passage.

Fortune favors Shun and Cloud once more. The Ex-SOLDIER gazes back as the darkening lights of Sector 8 vanished from view.

...

The trains car hung in a dead, overhanging hush as the train went towards the Sector 7 ghettos. Its travelers (however pretty much stowaways) looked about as the clicking hints of the train started to repeat in a discernable way.

"Cloud and Shun never showed up.."

Wedge was the first to talk, he continually being the one insightful individual from the gathering. None of his AVALANCHE partners glanced over to him, notwithstanding, giving the announcement a chance to rest noticeable all around.

"Shun.. I really think about whether he was killed or not. He is the littlest member."

Biggs talked up next, this time proposing the terrible probability that had waited at the edges of the psyches of each individual in the car. This statement, dissimilar to the first, was met with vociferous reaction.

"MAN HELL NAH!" announced Barret boisterously, as though to attempt to dispell the sad quiet that filled the train car.

Jessie murmured intensely. "S..Shun," she whispered.

Nobody even wandered a minor reaction. Barret watched her tragically. He hadn't seen her this down in quite a while, He felt more tormented over that. AVALANCHE, as much as he acted unfeelingly towards them, he seen them siblings.

"hmm... do you think that Shun and Cloud is..," Biggs talked up once more, "going to battle to the end for us"

Barret had come to his peak for the pointlessness of his colleagues and their remarks. "The hell would I know!?" Barret detonated. "Do I seem like a goddamn psychic?"

With this reaction, the car at the end of the day plunged into hush. Barret pummeled his gunarm indignantly on the crate he inclined toward, murmuring uproariously.

"Hmph!! In the event that y'alls weren't such screw-ups… "

"Hello Barret?" Wedge asked in run of the mill obliviousness. "Shouldn't something be said about our gil?"

Barret gaze at Wedge warily, and afterward severely pummeled his gunarm into the container once more, this time with so much drive that the box chipped altogether from his strength.

Wedge at last got the indication to quiet down. "Uh, nevermind'… my bad." He lurked once again into his corner and started to sulk with barret over again.

As though from no where, two shouts started to be heard all through the hush of the lodge. In a nearly phantom like form, it rose and fell with the rehashed clicking of the train, making it less demanding for the discouraged AVALANCHE revolutionaries to disregard.

At that point, all of a sudden, numbness no longer turned into a choice as the way to the train car was attacked by savage beating that resonated all through the auto. The group's consideration swung to the entryway intently as it happened. The entryway then squeaked and moaned over and over, hypnotizing the uncertain travelers.

Finally, the entryway flew open, giving the AVALANCHE group little time to stare or expand as two figures vaulted and played out a flipping plunge into the inside of the train.

The whole group, aside from Barret, let out a cry as one. "Shun!! Cloud!!!" they all shouted, however Jessie's "Shun" went in a more grand tone.

Cloud looked about the cargo car, depleted from driving the entryway open and swinging into the lodge on the speeding train. Shun behind him, looked at every member one by one, until he at long last took a gander at Barret. Cloud fixed himself up and set his hand to the side pompously. "It would appear that Shun and I are somewhat late," was the first thing Cloud said to the reformed group.

"You damn right, y'all fools both late!" came the angrily Barret as he spat answer. Barret grimmaced at Cloud's disregard, shouting, "Y'all asses jus gon come walkin' up on in here makin' a major ass scene!"

"It's no huge ordeal," Cloud gently said, determined. He shrugged. "It's exactly what I generally do."

Shun sighs, "Im sorry Mr Barret.."

The reiteration of what Cloud had said before at the reactor recharged Barret's outrage yet again. "SHIT!" he now furiously talked at another level of pitch. Reviewing the crestfallen appearances of Biggs, Wedge, and particularly Jessie, his disappointment rose to new amount as he stared down Cloud and Bun. "Y'all's be Havin' everybody stressed that way," he thundered, "you don't care at all.. Dont care bout nobody but yoself!!!"

Shun raised a finger to talk however then sat peacefully again.. For a brief time frame Barret was practically fulfilled that Shun had a sorry look on his face, when Cloud then unexpectedly interposed the quiet.

"Well… ," he mumbled, then smiled sportingly. "You were stressed over us!" Cloud said.

"Wha?" This last insult poked Barret's pride like no other before it. The intensity of such an answer prodded Barret to fall back on the main risk that the unresponsive EX-SOLDIER would think about. "I'm takin' it outta yo cash! Shun can keep his full share for not being a brilliant ass."

Cloud snarled at barret quietly, and astutely chose to hold his tongue for a short time before he cooperated with the fretful man once more. Barret, at last fulfilled, took a deep breath. "Wake up 'yall!" he howled to his kindred colleagues, who were all the while gazing wondrously at Cloud and Shun. "We are movin' out!" he proceeded. "les' go!"

Also, with that, Barret bounced over the interfacing boundary between the two cars and vanished. Very quickly, Biggs and Wedge gathered around Cloud and Shun in a veritable gabbing free for all.

"Both of you were extraordinary back there!"

"We'll improve next time!"

The EX-SOLDIER ventured over from his glad confidants, attempting to redirect the blast of accolation and acclaim.

Shunbun delighted in it, getting embraces and head taps.

Finally, Biggs and Wedge both took a gander at each other, gestured individually to Shun and Cloud, and took after barret out of the car.

Just Jessie, Shun and Cloud now stayed in the storage car. Cloud stood staunchly still in the auto, ardent in spite of the surging air that pushed into him from the open side entryway. Shun remained there, he appeared to be lost in his mind and afterward he heard Jessie stroll up behind him, even over the rising winds.

"Be cautious," she cautioned Shun delicately, "I'll close this." Grabbing the handle of the entryway, she pulled the entryway close and hooked it safely. She and Shun then at the same time swung to face each other.

"Gracious, Cloud!!" Jessie said delicately. Cloud looked at her confused. Jessie grinned. "Your face is pitch-dark… ," she clarified. Cloud's perplexity vanished as he now recollected clearly the stinging ash and foulness that had obfuscated his vision on the sweltering top of the train.

Shockingly, Jessie gave him a hanky and Cloud started to wipe his face. Jessie then grinned comprehensively, giving Shunbun a tight hug and broadcasted gladly, "There you go!"

She turned and spun around Shun in a practically move like movement. Jumping up onto the obstruction to leave, she ceased and took a gander at Shun afresh.

"Say, thank you all for both helping me back there at the reactor!" Smiling charitably, she spun about yet again and left the car finally.

Cloud shook himself from his quiet and moved onward. Shun rubbed his tummy, as it snarled yet he felt himself recuperating from the greater part of the job that had unfolded, despite the fact that he was certain that he would die. He looked at Cloud who bounced to the following car as of now.. Bun then took in one all the more full breath, and jumped up to join his squad in the neighboring auto.

Barret Wallace tossed the entryway of the train car open brutally. Accusing in of such certainty as to discourage surrounding him, he drove off the greater part of the travelers into the following auto, leaving just a destitute bum and a half-snoozing employee looking guy that had missed his stop long back in the station, alongside a stunned train representative.

The train representative man murmured. "This is the reason I despise the last car… "

He then turned and took after the other frightened travelers into the following auto.

Instantly subsequently, Wedge, Biggs, Jessie, Shun, and Cloud separately all entered the auto, and started to scatter and unwind. Cloud started to walk gradually down the passageway too, tuning in to a mechanical voice ring out over the radio.

"Last train out of the Sector 8 Station," the voice expressed repetitively. "Last stop is Sector 7 ghettos, Train Graveyard. Expected time of landing is 12:23AM, Midgar Standard Time..."

"Shinra" Cloud reflected. Just Shinra would authoritatively express the comments of "ghettos" and 'train cemetery' with no respect to the general population. I figure that one doesn't generally need to steer clear of the real issues with the poorer individuals.

Shunbun himself additionally meandered about the train, attempting to discover something to do to breathe easy until the train would stop at Sector 7. Spotting Jessie, he saw her toying with some screen on the side of the train car. He strolled over to her and remained alongside her as she squeezed and clicked different catches on the screen.

Jessie saw the saiyan bunny very quickly. Without taking her eyes off of the screen, she said to be perfectly honest, "Hello, Shun. You need to take a look at this with me."

Shun gestures and hangs behind her, "It's a guide of the Midgar Railing System," she clarified. "How about we look at it together. I'll disclose it to you." She was being repetitive, plain, and quite boring honestly to the academic saiyan bun. Shun valued her intelligence however. He and Jessie both knew it was ideal to avoid any risk, and to talk modestly in a Shinra checked train. Jessie grinned, and started to proceed. "I like this kinda stuff. Bombs and screens... you know, showy stuff."

A little beep gushed from the screen, and green blueprints started to glimmer on the screen. "Alright, it's going to begin," Jessie saw as the layouts made up a complex virtual model of towers, structures, supports, trails, and prongs. Jessie mixed somewhat as the last touches to the little yet radiantly unpredictable model were made. "This is a total model of city of Midgar. It's around 1/10000 scale." She ceased as she and Shun took a gander at the model in quiet wonder, attempting to envision it 10,000 circumstances greater. "The top plate is around 50 meters over the ground," she proceeded with doubtlessly to deter any consideration.

The bunny rubbed his small button-like chin and gestured with each sentence, engrossing and learning what any individual experiencing childhood in Midgar would have known from early youth. One must be educated to make due, obviously. "An important structure holds the plate up in the inside, and there are other bolster structures worked in each area."

Shun the saiyan mako-bunny tuned in to her portray the workings of Midgar, letting the hints of the words quiet him as he followed the Midgar outline his eyes. Toward the north, he saw the layout of what had once been the Number 1 Reactor, an eighth of Midgar's energy joined into one stick stuffed office. Obviously, that implied that 7/8's of Midgar's energy was still dynamic, delivered by the other more up to date, and probably now more intensely protected reactors. It was stunning, amazing, and was much more so when he considered that somebody was really attempting to test that power.

"Every town used to have a name, however nobody in Midgar can recall what they were," Jessie proceeded in her rundown of Midgar's points of interest. "Rather, we allude to them as numbered parts." Shun understood that that was one of the key angles that made Midgar precisely what it was. No past, he thought negatively, that is the thing that sort of place this is.

"Look!" Jessie commented as the screen had now changed. A dabbed line started to follow itself in a bending movement all through the Midgar that was put onto the screen. "This is the course this train is on," Jessie remarked. "The course spirals around the fundamental support structure. We ought to come around the middle region, at this moment," Jessie commented distinctly as a blip appeared on the focal column covering the way.

"Shun, this implies we got to be nearly at the following security checkpoint," Jessie figured it out. Still in the inclination from specifying, she proceeded. "At every checkpoint, an ID sensor gadget is set up. It can check the personalities and foundation on every single traveler on the train by connecting it up to the focal information bank at Shinra Headquarters." She glanced over to Shun and whispered, "Anybody will easily be about to point out that we look suspicious, so we're going to use fake ID's." She smiled. "My very own creation, I may state."

Shunbun started to see Jessie's significance to AVALANCHE.. pure strength and power—those were incredible, yet not as uncommon as the ability she had with innovation. Barret had Shinra-class ability with him, that was without a doubt. Some other time, another life, and just maybe............

"mmn... huh!?"

Shunbuns contemplation's were hindered by a boisterous shrieking sound, trailed by a blazing red strobe light that reflected all through the train. Jessie's words resounded his contemplations. "What a coincidence… ," she remarked apprehensively in spite of the assurance her craftsmanship gave. "That light means we're in the ID Security Check range." She kept enumerating as some time recently, whispering, "When the lights stop, you will never be prepared or recognize what creeps'll turn out." She understood then her drifting, and quieted herself similarly as Shunbun had. "All things considered, we're practically back now," she said with reestablished cheer. "That is a help for sure.."

Shun grinned and gestured to her and started to take off. "H-hello Shun!" Jessie all of a sudden said out, a great deal more carefully than she had been talking already. As Shun turned back, she proceeded, "Next time.. I think I will try to make your new ID...Special."

Shun become flushed marginally and gestured. In the event that there was one thing that would be useful for the operation, it is encourage her mechanical ability. Putting on a major grin, the saiyan bunny concurred, "I cant wait~"

Jessie smiled at Shun. "OK!," she said enthusiastically. "I'll put in some additional care and add it with a lot of BANG." The last word resonated all through the lodge, and Jessie chuckled. "Goodness," she remarked, "After conversing with you, I truly need to do it.. I think you've got me heated!"

Shun swallowed hard as she said this, reddening and covering his mouth grinning at her, and Jessie understood the clumsiness of her words also. Becoming flushed irately, she gestured to Shunbun, and he started to walk capriciously to the next end of the train's auto.

In the mean time, Cloud is additionally meandering around.

"Quit acting like a lil' ass kid, boi." Barret's voice all of a sudden halted Cloud as he crawled to the next end of the car. Startled, Cloud swung to the unwinding Barret on the seats of the car.

Barret gestured to the seats on the train's inverse side. He frowned upwards at Cloud. "Take a seat and shuhduup," he ordered.

Barret bungled around, and watched out the window of the train. "Look...," he saw with antipathy, "you can see the surface at this point. This city don't have no day or night. In the event that that plate weren't there... we could see the sky."

Cloud watched out of the window thusly, and saw the unpropitious roof of the Plate above him. Amazingly, his sentiments right then and there did what he slightest anticipated that them would do: identify with Barret. "A gliding city… ," Cloud said. "Pretty unsettling landscape."

Barret snapped his gaze in Cloud's direction in a befuddled way. "Huh?" He then expressed, "I aint never expect ta hear that outta somebody like you." He laughed, then roared with new life. "You jus' loaded with astonishments aint ya?"

Barret's state of mind then turned out to be more serious. "The surface... a damned place on a plate...," he reflected gradually, then felt his rage rise. "It's 'cuz of that damn ol' 'pizza', that our kin underneath are sufferin'!" he blurted, all the repressed wrath for Shinra starting to be communicated. "Also, the city beneath is loaded with contaminated air. And onn topa that, the Reactor keeps suckin' up all the life."

Shun meanders over to Cloud and just as Barret was going to proceed with more grievances, Shunbun then intruded on him with a question, "Then why doesn't everyone simply move onto the Plate?" he asked scratching his bunny ears.

Barret took a long look at Shun and opened his mouth as though to present some extraordinary purpose of how Shinra held the lower classes down, then halted. "Well Shun..Dunno," he said cluelessly. He thought harder then, attempting to concoct the reasons. He then glared at Cloud and shrugged. "Likely 'cuz they ain't got no cash ya feel me?" He watched out at the city again, more dejectedly than Shunbun and even Cloud had ever observed him. "Or, on the other hand, maybe...," he began delicately, "'Cuz they adore their territory, regardless of how contaminated it gets."

Cloud himself however, had an essentially extraordinary attitude toward the circumstance, shaped from Barret's last reaction. "I know," he said with awesome levity. "Nobody lives in the ghettos or projects in light of the fact that they need to. It resembles this train. It can't run anyplace aside from where its rails take it." And with that last explanation, the individuals from AVALANCHE sat in total quiet and pondered where each of their trains would take them.

The monstrous tremendous train at long last came to a standstill at a dark platform that had once contained the leftovers of a station. Its travelers started to rearrange out of the front car, some enthusiastic and others worried.

The radicals of AVALANCHE were anxious themselves.

Biggs, Wedge, Jessie, and even Barret limited out of the train, meandering about in rapture until Barret at long last brought each of them over to him, shouting "Yo! Get here, awlla yawl!!" Meanwhile, Shun and Cloud had left the train also, Cloud yet not as energetically as the others.

As they drew nearer, Shun could as of now hear Barret tending to his group, intentionally supporting their assurance and setting them for their next job. As bun inched nearer, he could hear Barret saying, "This mission was a win." He proceeded, in any case, "However don't get lethargic at this point. The critical step's still to come! Don't yall get frightened of that blast now!" He said effectively. "'Cause the following one's going to be greater than that, that is the manner by which we rock'!" With that, he glanced over his shoulder and stood tall. "Meet back at the safehouse!!" he thundered. "Move out!"

The revolutionaries cheerfully started running towards their safehouse, hooting and hollering the whole way. Cloud and Shunbun took after rapidly too, dashing far from the station and through the destruction of the ghettos. The absence of any framework, and the plenitude of trashed metal portrayed the landscape, filling the brain and constraining the senses.

Shun himself was running so quick to make up for lost time that he didn't see any of that at he ran. He additionally did not see or notice as he collided with an odd looking man who was sleeping on a metal barrel.

"H-HAY!" the man dissented as Bun stumbled over him, sending them two tumbling to the ground. "Oh no!" the bunny kid cried as he tipped over and hit Cloud who was right behind Shun thus, leaving a tremendous wreckage.

Cloud stood up, irritated at Shun and the man who had made him fall, and pushed the man off of his body savagely. "Back off! Sheesh!" the man shouted as he tumbled again to the floor. He prepared to yell again, when his manner all of a sudden changed as he appeared to acknowledge something.

"Huh?" he said with a twinkle in his well used eyes. "You came to see it, as well?" He motioned on his right side, and as Cloud's and Shun's eyes taken after the motion he saw the column that held the ghettos together in its incapacitated state. It held the plate above, held the influence of the rich upon the backs of poor people. Cloud's annoyance turned to thoughtfulness. Shun only stared.

The man saw his wonderment, and talked up once more, this time inauspiciously. "There was a bombarding and explosion on top," he said tragically. "The world's appearing to fall apart nowadays." His voice climbed and considered, "If this column ought to ever collapse, everybody in the ghettos would bite the dust "

Cloud realized that the man however insane he was, had a repulsive point. What's more, Shun's face went pale. Shinra was unpleasant, dreadful; it's based upon the backs of powerless people. So developed, it appeared, that on the off chance that it were to ever topple, everything else could run down with it.

Misery, was the best way to ever portray battling such power. That, and stupidity.

"AVALANCHE", Shun expressed.

"All things considered, there's no reason for agonizing over that," said the man, reaching a conclusion also. "Hey!!" he brought up on a lighter note, "Look at it! It's tremendous, ain't it?"

Cloud at any rate discovered comfort in the way that it would take a far more prominent amount of explosives than had been utilized on the Number 1 reactor for anyone other than Shinra to annihilate the column. Its size was staggering! its structure a turned strengthened column that remained the most intense structure in the ghettos. As it were, it was the most pleasurable thing to take a gander at in the slums.

The man appeared to concur too. "Hey… ," he delicately said to Shun,

"H-Huh?" Shun gazes toward the man.

"This is a weird and wonderful place." He swung joyfully to Cloud. "This is my place, however both of you can come here when you need." He stood and augmented his hand, which Cloud shook gradually. He then took off towards the metropolitan bit of the ghettos. "See ya, bro's!!" he shouted as he jogged away to wherever he lived.

"Yo, Cloud! Shun!" Barret's voice penetrated through the ghettos. The youthful bunny and Ex-Soldier pivoted to see Barret gazing at them from the metropolitan bit of the ghettos too. "Botha yall, Over here, now!" he blasted.

Shun took a gander at Cloud and Cloud shrugged, as they both started to run past Barret and towards the alcove again.

The Seventh Heaven was the main bar in the Sector 7 ghettos, if you didnt regard that the inhabitant had more alcohol than the bar itself. Still, the nature of the beverages and the food was first class, which gave it a more than constant flow of clients and guests that originated from all scenes of the ghettos.

In any case, the night of the Sector 1 explosion would be a moderate night for the Seventh Heaven. Similarly the same number of its regulars were starting to settle in for a pleasant drink with whatever gil they had happened to search up before in their day by day lives, the front cantina style swinging entryway flung open to proclaim the landing of the AVALANCHE rebels. Shooting into the air and creating general anarchy, none of the Seventh Heaven clients were yet drunk enough to disregard the chaos and turmoil, and were forced up out of the bar.

Cloud and Shun had landed at the bar last, and did as such in the nick of time to see the last woozy, half-plastered client hurled out of the bar by Barret himself, regardless of doing as such with just a single arm.

"Aw, man… I can't have myself a leavin' party?"

Cloud glanced at the client who frequeted the bar with hate. For whatever length of time that he had known him, he had been only cowardly. He was presently leaving to look for his fortune, to make a big deal about himself.

Shun shrugged and walked around the now ever-watching Barret into the Seventh Heaven.

"Man... take a look at this place" the bunny kid remarked.

"Daddy!"

A screech of satisfaction, trailed by a wheeze of dissatisfaction were the principal sounds to welcome Cloud and Shun as they pushed the way to the bar open.

Marlene walked in. She was Barret's daughter..
         
the reason he battled for AVALANCHE, the world, and essentially his inspiration for everything he did. She was youthful, maybe just six or seven, with short cocoa brown hair and amazingly fair skin. In spite of the fact that Cloud was befuddled of how Barret could claim parenthood over someone so much lighter than him, he understood that he had his reasons, and all in all he was for sure her dad.

Marlene hadn't warmed up to Cloud much as far back as he had gone to the Sector 7 ghettos, maintaining a good distance from him by and large as her dad and him hadn't gotten along much when he first had came to them. She was slightly unconcerned with Shunbun. Not breaking character now, Marlene dismissed and hastened into a corner, and continued playing with her toy jacks.

"Marlene! Aren't you going to say anything to Cloud? Or, on the other hand Shun here?" The request was trailed by the passageway of a youthful, pretty lady from behind the bar's counter. She took one more take a gander at the resolutely unmoving young lady, and afterward swung to Cloud and Shun.
                                                                    
She was to a great degree reasonably beautiful and her skin was light, significantly more so than Marlene, and was totally unblemished, except something aside for an unmistakable scar from shoulder to middle. Her eyes were totally unblemished, so without color that despite the fact that they were a light chestnut; they appeared to turn a rich, luminescent red in certain light though. Her hair was dark black, totally the inverse of her skin, and gleamed long and thick until it separated toward the end in a modest dolphin tail. She wore a tight tank top, cut at the abdomen and moored to some greatly tight shorts. The whole outfit gave outrageous adaptability to her body, and was additionally coordinated by well-worn boots and thick gloves that emphasizd control instead of magnificence. Her entire body was thin but then solid, with a huge chest, Double D cup size. Her arms and legs looked powerful.

"Welcome back, Mister Strife."

"Home?" Shun murmured.

"Great to be back, Tifa Lockheart. Oh, this is Shun. He will be with us for some time. He is stuck here tragically. And I will help him back home." Cloud motioned to the bunny kid.

Tifa Lockheart, chief of Seventh Heaven and companion of Cloud Strife now remained before him and Shunbun filled with hope and shining from their prosperity.. taking Shun's breath away at the same time as he started to drool at her chest.

"Pleasant to meet you Shun!"

"WHA WHO!??" Shun's mind snaps back and he wipes the drool off his mouth.

"It would appear that everything went well," Tifa Smiles at Shun whom turns away becoming flushed. Her appearance changed to an energetic shape, and she said unobtrusively (yet without losing her cheer), "So.. Did you get into it with Barret?"

"Ye-" Shun went to state yes.

"- Nope." Cloud hindered and lied. He realized that even as a joke the news could weigh her down, and the exact opposite thing he needed to be was a burden once more.

She ceased and glared at Shun, then channeled her look at Cloud, cheerfully fulfilled. "You have grown up," she watched delightfully (and maybe wrongly). "Shun, did'ya know when Cloud was a kid like yourself, he'd used to get into fights at the littlest things."

Shun scratched his head snickering and grinning, "I generally like to keep away from battles back home heh!"

Cloud snickered delicately and took a gander at Tifa. "Mhmm."

And with that, Shun took his bandolier and shoulder brace, and also the additional defensive layer and his Bronze Bangle off. In doing as such, one of the roses that he had purchased from the young lady earlier on the Plate projected from the folds of his garments.

Cloud additionally begins to take his gear off.

Tifa recognized the rose promptly. "Blossoms? How nice...," she remarked. "You never really see any here in the ghettos." She took a gander at the bloom again, and started to look at it. Thinking back to Cloud grinning and afterward to little Shunbun good-naturedly, she playfully asked, "Oh... a tiny flower for me? Oh Shun, you shouldn't have..."

Shun grinned, and Cloud ventured up forgetting to say that he had purchased every one of the three with his cash. "No huge deal, go ahead Shun." he coolly expressed, Shunbun giving her the blossom and viewing a look of complete euphoria show up all over Tifa's face.

"thanks, Shun," she practically whispered to him. She took a nice whiff of the flower, and sighed at the scent. "It smells superb," she watched cheerily. "Possibly I ought to fill the store with blooms… "

"Perhaps… ," Cloud answered watching Shun as Shun took his other blooms and, choosing to keep the one he preferred most, gave the other one to Marlene. "Here you go," he offered charitably.

Marlene took it gradually and withdrew in a quicky level of speed. "Sorry, Shun," Tifa apologized for her. "Marlene appears somewhat modest I presume."

Following a couple of minutes of eating, drinking and examining the better purposes of what existence without Shinra would be like with Shun, Biggs, Wedge, and Jessie, Cloud chose to go outside and search for Barret to perceive what had transpired—and additionally get his gil.

Similarly as he was going to leave, the entryway swung open as Barret entered the bar and stopped the requirement for the Ex-SOLDIER to search for his compensation. Marlene began running over to the man and bounced into his bear-like arms, as he snickered healthily and lifted her up onto his shoulders.

"Dad, welcome home!" she screeched in much more bliss than when she had first erroneously thought he had arrived when Cloud and Shun had.

"Better believe it," Barret stated, totally calmed that he had made it back to be with his little girl. He spun her around in his arms and tuned in to her jingle-like giggling, grinning comprehensively as he did. All of a sudden, something in his little girl's hands gotten his consideration.

"Huh? Where ya get the flower?" Barret asked as he saw the rose in Marlene's small hand.

Marlene dithered, and said, "S-Shun offered it to me."

"Huh," Barret said nearly in disarray. At that point, significantly more energetic, he asked, "Did you express gratitude toward him?"

Marlene become flushed, and afterward swung to Shun with an questionable grin all over. "Thank you, Shun," she said to him in a shrill, questionable tone.

"The pleasure is all mine, Marlene," Shun answered with a salute and brilliant grin.

Marlene's slight grin turned into a complete one. She gestured to him legitimately, and talked up in a strained "develop" voice, "We'll protect you and get you home." This announcement brought about whatever remains of the gathering to emit in chuckling.

Tifa walked around to Barret, her flower in her hand. "Everything's okay, Barret?" she questioned.

"Shid, I'm straight!" he reacted with a twist of his weapon arm. He swung to face his sitting group. "Get in here, ya fools!" he summoned, however his group moved no more gradually than expected. Barret looked on them happily. "We're beginning the meeting!" he announced.

After saying that, he ventured onto an old pinball machine and squeezed a hooked catch underneath it, bringing about the machine to sink into an underground concealed lair. Biggs, Wedge, and Jessie all bounced down after him. The machine was immediately sent up for Shun and Cloud as well.

Shun, in a trance expression drooled once more at Tifa as the machine was sent up. She grinned at his curious look. "Take a seat," she said with a smile.

Cloud sat quickly and the bunny kid did as he was told.

'Barret is just going to have to hold up,' Cloud thought insidiously as he sunk into the stool before her.

Tifa took a glance at Cloud quickly, then began to talk. "Hmm...How about..," she asked, "something to wet you and Shun's whistle?"

Cloud gazed toward her, having an idea in a matter of seconds, and afterward replied finally, "Give me something strong."

Shun tolled in, "Water please!"

Tifa reacted on the double, taking a portion of the littlest (yet most strong) containers off of the rack for cloud, and emptied them into a thick goop. She then served the bunny kid a tall glass of super cold water and within seconds her flexible, slim hands had wrapped about the fixings as she shook and blend them all through the drink. At last, she gladly displayed the drink to Cloud and set it on the counter by him.

Cloud took a sip of the drink, breathing hard as the drink was powerful as a punch, he reflected. All of a sudden Tifa talked up again as he broke from another taste.

"You know," she expressed doubtlessly, "I'm happy you made it back alright."

Cloud softened out of a swallow in shock. "What's with you hmm?" he asked her in a dazed voice. He then shrugged as he glanced back at Shun. "The job wasn't even that extreme. Shun got the most noticeably bad of it."

Shun unobtrusively tastes his water and takes a gander at the pinball machine.

Tifa grinned somewhat and moaned. "I presume. However, you were in SOLDIER," she commented as Cloud took another long taste from his drink. She looked over to the holding up pinball machine also, then once again into Cloud's blue eyes. "Ensure you and Shun get your gil from Barret," she let him know as he completed off the remainder of his glass.

"Try not to stress so much, Tifa," Cloud said rapidly to her. He gazed at Shun, then stood up and turned away into the haziness. "When I understand that cash, Shun and I are outta here."

Tifa jumped as he said that. Cloud saw it, yet disregarded it and headed towards the pinball machine, Shun directly behind him. He came close to it when he heard Tifa once more.

"Cloud," she asked, "would you say you are feeling OK?"

Cloud dithered to reply, yet then said gradually, "No doubt, I am feeling okay… why?"

Tifa shrugged her shoulders and collapsed her hands on the table as she subsided into a seat. "No reason," she replied. "You simply look somewhat drained I presume."

Shun took a glance at her a long a while later, until Tifa signaled them towards the machine. "Both of you better go down beneath," she exhorted.

Cloud squeezed the hooked catch, and Shun alongside Cloud felt themselves let down into the AVALANCHE central station.

The lair looked more to Shun like a ragtag clubhouse than whatever else. A punching pack, weights, an extra large TV littered the room in all its chaos. Actually, the main things that made the place vary from another club house were Jessie's developments and contraptions, the electronic doohickeys having enough legitimate fault to them to send someone to the stockyards for whatever remains of their life. Cloud and Shun deliberately walked off of the raising machine as it rose to the top floor yet again. Nonetheless, similarly as they saw Barret, Cloud heard something else too—Jessie mumbling to herself as the telecom company SIN boomed persistently about the bomb and how the pulverization had been much more long coming to than simply the framework of the reactor itself.

"Hey guys, take a look at the news... What an impact we made," she remarked in wonder as the television demonstrated a low quality video of the explosions over and over. Jessie swung to Cloud with an uneasy look. "Feel that was all in light of my bomb? all I truly did was simply make it like the cpu let me know." She said, and after that wheezed. "CRAP! I must've made a stupid conclusion some place. And... innocents... people.. paid the cost for it… " She started to cry as this disclosure sank in.

"Jess.." Shun said softly. "You couldn't have realized that people would die, and you surely couldn't have expected that.. we did what we had to do.." He looked into her light blue eyes with his more profound saiyan-mako ones. "You didn't intend to kill any innocents intentionally. We are battling the people who are trying to kill our people.. What's more, next time, you'll be prepared," Shun wrapped up.. "Back home there was a great deal of setbacks because of a person named Zarbon assaulting our city.. The city was spared yet many were lost.. be cheerful."

Jessie quit crying. "Shun," she sighed, "you're correct, Shun." She grinned. "That was my first ever bomb anyways, as well," she said gladly. "Kinda makes me feel glad." Cloud looked at her yet again, and afterward turned and advanced over to Barret, Shun walking up behind him after wiping Jessie's tears away.

As Cloud and Shun surrounded Barret, the enormous man wandered a question. "Ay, Cloud! There's somethin' i've been meanin' to ask ya." Cloud gestured for him to proceed. Barret approached him boisterously for everyone to listen, "Wuz there anyone left alive from battling us today?"

"None. I'm certain," came Cloud's quick reaction.

Barret took his answerin quietly, then talked up once more. "You sound almost certain," he squeezed up to him.

Cloud began to stretch, and afterward said basically, "If there was anybody from SOLDIER you wouldn't remain here right at this point."

Barret progressed on Cloud trying to appear intimidating, being only held back by his remaining senses and Shunbun attempting to stop and hold him. "Don't you go supposing you so a badass jus' cuz yo azz wuz in SOLDIER," he cautioned in an exceptionally undermining way. As Shun kept on attempting to limit Barret in spite of his lack of even trying to resist, Barret noticeably irritated, got Shun and, losing control, tossed him into one of the cushioned dividers (which were apparently raised for quite recently that reason) of the safehouse.

Barret, swinging back to Cloud, proceeded. "Better believe it, you're solid. Most likely all them folks in SOLDIER are." He scowled once more, shutting the hole between them. "Real talk, keep in mind that yo thin ass' workin' for AVALANCHE now!" he reminded him. "Try not to get no thoughts of dippin' on us and stayin with Shinra."

Cloud glanced at Barret hatefully and answered brutally, "Stayin' with Shinra?" he rehashed as he stepped forward. "You asked a question and I addressed it… that is all," his voice scratched. Inside minutes he rose to Barret's face, going in close vicinity to inches. "I'm going upstairs," he let him know. "I need to discuss my cash." Cloud then turned, helping Shun up and abandoning him in a temper that made Barret start to rain blow after blow afresh on his punching sack.

As Cloud and Shun moved toward the exit, Tifa plummeted on the pinball machine to the central station. Cloud reflectively understood that she more likely than not had heard the vast majority of the contention, and turned away as he and Shun strolled by her.

"Hold up, Cloud! Shun!" Tifa hollered trying to stop them.

"Tifa!" Barret ordered, "Let his ass go!" He jeered and lifted his nose at the leaving Ex-SOLDIER. "It would appear that despite everything, he misses the Shinra!"

Cloud's outrage then achieved his limit also. "SHUT THE HELL UP!" he thundered, making Shun, Barret and Tifa go into a stun. Cloud raised his clench hand to the air and articulated his words. "I couldn't care less about either Shinra or SOLDIER!" He then scoffed as Barret had done some time recently. "Be that as it may, don't misunderstand me! I couldn't care less about AVALANCHE or the Planet so far as that is concerned!" Cloud saw the whole room derisively, then ventured onto the pinball machine and rode it to the main floor.

Sending it down, he started to clomp towards the entryway when he instantly heard the machine start up once more. Pivoting, he saw a stressed Tifa approach him frantically. Cloud prepared himself for what was to come soon.

"Cloud, Listen to me," the red eyed lady argued. "I'm asking you... And Shun... It would be ideal if you both to go along with us." She got a handle on Cloud's hand in hers as she talked.

Cloud expelled his hand from her delicate handle, in spite of his hesitance to do as such. "Im sorry, Tifa… ," he started.

"The planet is going to crap," Tifa intruded on delicately. "Gradually however without a doubt it's withering. Somebody needs to do something."

"So let Barret and his amigos make a move," Cloud contended solidly. "It has nothin' to do with me." He turned, at last to leave for the last time when Tifa burst into a whirlwind of feeling's. Shun swallowed and ventured back.

"So!" she huffed in a tormented tone. "You're truly taking off!? You're going to walk out overlooking your childhood friend!?"

Shun takes a looks at the floor, staying quiet, remembering Astra and Summers.

"What… ?" Cloud flinched as she said the words 'Childhood friend' to him. Despite the fact that it tormented him, he looked at her straight without flinching, and generally stated, "Sorry."

Tifa glared unyieldingly at him, before then dejectedly looked to the floorboards of the bar. "You overlooked your promise, as well," she whispered after a long quiet.

"Promise" Cloud asked consequently, then wishing he hadn't right after.

"So you DID overlook," Tifa declared in a sad tone. She took a glace at him as she spun her long raven-shaded hair. "Keep in mind… Cloud. It was seven years ago… "

"Keep in mind… ," she reminded him steadily. "The well… the stars… the guarantee of your promise to me… " She took a gander at his face with her own discouraged one. "Do you recollect that?" she asked ideally.

"Yes.. Back... in those days," he lifted, Tifa's spirits. "I thought you could never....-," he proceeded as he recollected, "and I was getting somewhat cool."

Shun mako-eyes light splendidly up as he crumples starts to fall backwards from an instant pain filled headache...

Everything goes dark...

....

...

...

"Whats... Whats going on.. am I at last... Going.. home..?"

...

...

"Sorry I'm late," a youthful Tifa apologized as she moved toward a sulking youthful Cloud.

"what the..." Shun said.. his body was etheral and floating as he observes this scene play out.

She grinned a warped grin at Cloud as she did as such. "You said you needed to talk in regards to something?"

Cloud came to his feet and gestured. "when spring arrives… ," he pronounced, "I'm leaving this town and heading to Midgar."

Tifa sat dow nand shook her head in a discouraged way. "All the young men are leaving our town," she expressed delicately as she sat adjacent to him.

"Yeah only that I'm not the same as every one of them," Cloud gloated. "I'm not only going to discover an occupation. I need to join SOLDIER." He stood up and puffed his chest up. "I will be the best of the best, much the same as Sephiroth!" he cried triumphantly to the star-filled sky.

"Sephiroth," Tifa mumbled in redundancy, the words moving off her tongue consciously. "The Great Sephiroth."

"Sephiroth.." Shun mumbled to himself in interest.

She swung to Cloud's face, and he promptly hurried away as her huge red brown eyes met his plain blue ones. "Isn't it difficult to join SOLDIER?" she asked.

Cloud gestured positively. "I most likely won't have the capacity to return to this town for some time," he said as he gazed off.

"Will you be in the daily papers in the event that you do well?" Tifa squeezed her question.

"I'll attempt," was all Cloud could state.

Tifa kicked a couple stones peacefully, and afterward without notice strolled specifically up to Cloud, her eyes blazing with a scarcely contained thought. "Cloud, why don't we make a guaranteem a promise?" she proposed as they remained beside each other. "Umm, in the event that you get truly well known and I'm ever in a bind...... You come save me, okay?"

"What?" Cloud shouted warily.

"At whatever point I'm stuck in an unfortunate situation," Tifa clarified her musings, "my Cloud will come and safeguard me. I need to experience that one day.."

"I'll protect you.. Tifa.." Shun grinned to himself.

Cloud took a gander at her as though she had gone insane. "What?" he rehashed.

"Go ahead - !" she demanded. "Promise it- - !"

"Okay… ," Cloud surrendered. "I promise."

"Cloud..." Shun murmured.. and afterward all of a sudden his mind snaps back to his body.. He is still stand and at this moment and it appears Tifa and Cloud are as yet having their arguement.

"W..what.. did just see..." Shun looked down at this hands and flexed them and the looked back up at Cloud and Tifa.

"You recall now, don't you?" Tifa said triumphantly, conveying Cloud from his contemplations to her consideration.

Cloud took a look at the girl longingly before dismissing it. "I'm not a saint and I'm not popular. I can't keep… the guarantee or promise.."

"However, you got your youth dream, didn't you?" she held on. "You joined SOLDIER." She advanced obstinately. "So go ahead! You must keep your promise....."

Before she could state another word, nonetheless, Barret climbed up into the bar, and swung to Cloud with a look of hesitance over his picture.

"Hold up a sec big-time SOLDIER playa!" he yielded. "A guarantee is a guarantee!" he thundered in spite of himself. "Here!!"

With that, Barret hurled a pack of gil to Cloud and Shunbun, Cloud instantly tried the sack in his palm. By and large, it was worth roughly 1500 gil each.

Shun's eyes broaden and he bounced in delight.

Unimportantly, Cloud sneered, then took a look at according to Tifa once more. "This is my compensation?" he asked with a wry smile. "Try not to make me giggle," he belatedly said as he snickered mirthlessly.

Tifa raised a brow. "What? At that point you'll…!" she shouted cheerfully.

"You got the following mission arranged?" Cloud asked, swinging to Barret. "I'll do it for 3000," he advertised.

Shun ventured up, "Me as well!"

Barret's face turned significantly more pale than expected. "What… !?" he said flusteredly taking a look at the them two.

"It's alright, it's alright… ," Tifa calmed him as she moved next to Barret. "Hey now," she whispered, "we truly require the help of these two, alrighty?"

Barret quieted down, then moaned and whispered back. "In any case... That cash's for Marlene's schoolin' and you know that Tifa", he whined. He then swung back to Cloud and Shun and gave a final offer. "Two thousand!" he cried. Cloud shrugged accordingly.

Shun gestured and grinned, "I'll do it for less!"

Tifa grinned and gave Shun and Cloud a snappy embrace. "Thank's you, guys."

Shun felt a nose bleed starting to occur..

As night fell on the whole city of Midgar and the members from AVALANCHE had one by one floated off to rest, Cloud and Shun stayed wakeful thought. Cloud did not remain awake from tension or from thoughts that tormented him (in any event without anyone else). Nor did he stay up because of a paranoid fear of awful dreams. No, he thought even as he lost control and started to float off, those weren't the reasons he strained to remain alert as much as he could by any means.

Shun himself couldn't rest as a result of his thought's going back home.. Astra.. Summers.. Ethar.. He may never see them again.. thought's about their appearances and the memories played interminably in his mind before he at last floated off into sleep. and furthermore the voice in his mind from back at the reactor......

Wake up!

Why? So I can come back to rest just to wake yet again? Why… ?

Wake up!

I suspected that I was in a fantasy at first… yet now I get it. The fantasy was reality, reality just being what I made of it in any case and additionally the end.

Wake up!

The magic is mine…

Wake up!

However the past is definitely not…

What's more, as I reach what I really want in life I discover I don't need it since it is not mine to begin with.

Death is the only thing promised..

Wake up!

Pomised…

Wake up!!!

annihilation itself!

Wake up…

I ought to…


Shun lifted solidly out of his long rest, as hardened and icy as though he were dead. Globules of sweat detailed immediately upon his brow, running down his now pale and contracted face. His eyes stayed shut, closing the light shape one world into another.

get up…

He loathed this morning.. Out of every single other point in the day, he had no power over his feelings here, no direction or control of show, and no strategy for hiding anything from anyone, regardless of whether they be Shinra, or AVALANCHE or some individual significantly more critical…

What's more, he detested it. He detested it. Joke as well as torment it seemed to be, for it baffled him from its certainty more than whatever else. A scourge of total shortcoming, regardless of how passing.

Shun still kept his eyes closed.

Amazingly, he doesn't see anything.

meanwhile... ... ...

'Must've all scrammed upstairs,' Cloud pondered as he overviewed the discharged room. Most likely would not like to wake the wrathful Strife…

He stood and extended his arms out in a stretch. He shook his clothes and protective armor layer out well, thereafter hurling the attire onto his body and made a few snappy movements to test the uniform's adaptability.

"Shun. Wake up." Cloud called out.

"mmn.. agh.. yeah one sec.." Shun yawned as he rose to his feet and putting his clothes and armor on as well.

'I need to not buy clothes that are too big', Cloud thought in disturbance. He looked to the bar above as he heard the clack and rattling of his coworkrs as they arranged for the up and coming mission. He murmured unwittingly as he alongside Shun both strolled gradually to the now well known pinball machine and deliberately squeezed the locked catch in a commonplace movement.

Tifa spun around imprudently as she heard the snaps and buzzes of the pinball machine lift and remained with a quiet grin as Cloud and Shun rose up out of the little shaft completely protection clad and (evidently) prepared to fight.

Cloud himself barely recognized her presence or anyone else's, however the inverse happened inside. He noticed Barret's precise, planning at the entryway of the bar as the man stood watching his colleagues leave as of now for the train in arrangement. A tired Shun saw Marlene, copying Tifa behind the bar counter with an immaculate replication of her adept aptitudes at shaking drinks, and playing out a silly swagger planned to be a complimenting translation of her elegant walk. What's more, Cloud finally noticed Tifa, as her anxious grin and abundance could convey a light to any individual's eyes. He walked over to her, his attitude totally lifted and continued to hit up a discussion with the majority of his confidence.

"Shun, Cloud, Goodmoning!" Tifa pre-emptively started the discussion as he moved toward her. "Did you guys rest soundly?"

'Alongside you, who wouldn't?' Shun envisioned himself saying coolly as he progressed behind Cloud towards the beautiful bar maid. Reconsidering it, he looked to Cloud and then back to Tifa and kept quiet for now.

Barret got Cloud's attention too. He gestured to him, whispering modestly to Tifa, "His wheezing kept me up..."

Tifa's look turned from one of energy then onto the next of tension. "Shhh!" she cautioned swiftly. "He'll hear you. Barret's constantly restless before a mission."

Likely on the grounds that he never pulled one off without me, Cloud noiselessly remarked. He smothered a laugh as the idea entered his thoughts.

"I'm going this time."

"WHAT?" Shun and Cloud all of a sudden snapped to the Tifa.

"Best believe it." The dark-haired brunette gestured unruffledly as she answered, unemotionally contorting her hair with her two littlest fingers and wrapping the strands in the digits. She shrugged. "Barret's not cheerful about it either, but rather I demanded. You all will have stacks more trouble than you did yesterday."

"All the more reason… ," Cloud started, then halted as he yielded to the assurance of the Tifa. She would prove to be useful, at any rate, he supported the circumstance.

Cloud immediately analyzed his Childhood friend, with an eye now not for anything besides rather the capacity of strength and disciplines she contained.. Her body, while slim was finely conditioned and strong and in addition very shapely. What's more, as Cloud knew, her battling capacities were not quite only top notch; they were both effectively dangerous and deadly.

Still uncertain, he turned and began towards Barret, watching him get ready for the disorder that they both along with Shun would soon dive themselves into. The man saw him coming, and remained to address him.

Cloud right then and there saw that he had the firearm taken from the Roboguard that had assaulted them yesterday in the reactor. Barret looked and smiled at him definitively, then brought the weapon up in his left hand while stretching his other arm at the same time.

Barret's body strained in a position that looked like nothing to such an extent as Cloud when he used his forceful lightning and Ice enchantments and magics. Raising his weapon high, he gave out a yell.

"Upgrade!"

The weapon started to reshape and contort, pivoting and spinning in a twirling design about Barret's correct arm. At that point suddenly, the mechanics ceased, and the revamped parts melded themselves to the gatling weapon on his arm.

The pioneer of AVALANCHE lifted the newly increased weapon into the air, now straightforwardly giggling from fulfillment. He raised the weapon to an old, bullet baffled target toward the edge of the bar. He let his weapon go off once, then joyfully hollered yet again as the target broke from the sheer speed of the effect.

Shun watched the exhibition with an unconventionally awed outlook. He talked up over the overflowing shouts that filled the stay with an upbeat tone. "Jessie truly knows how to make those thingies good!!!"

Barret swung to him at the sound of the remark, and, amazingly, gave off an impression of being much more fulfilled before. "You know it Shun, Jessie is an extraordinary repairs woman," he concurred with his little bunny friend. "However, she didn't assemble this thingamabob," he said placidly. "This firearm is all my doin Shun."

As Cloud over heard and reluctantly processed this new data, Barret came back to his more expressive state. "Presently we at long last get the opportunity to turn the damn Shinra's tech against 'em!" The happy man touted his new gun, looking at it with pride. As he did as such, he understood that the weapon contained two recently cut fine gaps, each precisely looking like the circle filled fissure in Cloud's monstrous Buster sword. Barret obtained a sparkling green ball that he found the earlier day in the reactor, and took a gander at it quickly with an insightful gaze.

"Uh, Cloud… ," Barret began, watching the belittling look of the man move towards him. "I… I don't generally know how to utilize this damn ol' materia!" he conceded. He gave the orb to Cloud gradually, offering, "I'll let ya keep the materia since you found it first. Man jus' show me how to work it!"

Cloud indiscreetly started to refuse, then ceased as he felt the green orb's weight in his grasp. As he held up even longer, he felt a tremor start to somewhat grab hold of his whole body. He focused hard, letting the substance of the materia course through him, holding up until a command popped wildly into his mind.

Shun observed in amazement..

"Cure."

"Beyond any doubt," he concurred with a slight grin of prevalence that promptly unsettled Barret. He took the materia into his pocket, and said presently with run of the mill suddenness, "How about we go."

"Da hell!" Barret dissented. "Shouldn't something be said about… "

"I'll let you know in transit," Cloud said in a stern voice, as though he were talking exasperatedly to a little child. Without another word, he walked around and out of the bar and into the road.

Barret swore unobtrusively. "C'mon Shun and Tifa. Ya heard yo'friend'."

*Tifa joined the Party!

As they swung to leave, Barret hollered back to Marlene too. "We're leavin now, honey!" he said to her noisily. "You take care of the store while we gone. The Tremonds'll be over genuine soon to look after ya!"

"Bye Papa!" Marlene yelled back, bringing out another glint of joy from Barret.

Cloud had been looking for Johnny and had finally came upon him. "I'm goin' far away now Cloud," he rehashed for what must've been the thousandth time. "Won't be back for quite a while," he proceeded. "In any case, when I return I'll be sorted out next time you see me yeah!"

To Cloud's everlasting appreciation, he at long last appeared to be nice drunks that were seeing him off. "This is farewell!"

'At last', Cloud generously thought.

"Hey Cloud!" It took Cloud a moment to understand that Johnny was tending to get his attention. He gradually turned his make a beeline for face the withdrawing redhead. Johnny snickered at his demeanor and proceeded with as a joke, "Childhood friend! You look after Tifa!"

Cloud felt his body react to the announcement in a way that must be depicted as rough. His arms and muscles shivered, and additionally his chest. What's more, his eyes lit as though in a burst, the singing gleam startled everyone around him with the exception of Johnny, who had effectively left for the train with a quickness.

'He knows…'

"Cloud?" As he heard the request, Cloud looked to the bearer of the voice and violently stood up to the speaker. His face dropped when his eyes fell upon a greatly startled Tifa, who was gazing surprised at him.

As Cloud's expression faded, her certainty started to peak and she asked, "Cloud? Did Johnny leave as of now?"

Cloud gave a noiseless gesture of as'yep'. Tifa scowled, then tragically started once more. "He was such a decent person," she recollected affectionately. After a short delay, she proceeded with, "Particularly here in Sector 7."

"Sect' 7's a hard place to get around," Cloud concurred. "It's great to have a companion here."

"AY!" Barret motioned to them, Shunbun beside the man, checking his weapon out. "How about we go!" he yapped to them in an abrupt request.

"No," Cloud answered tersely. Barret ceased unexpectedly and started to stalk over to Tifa and him.

Shun looked up from his weapon and sheathed it, sighing and getting ready to get in between him and Cloud.

"Hol' up whatchu mean, 'no'?!?" he requested of him as he ventured before them both.

"Do you need this useless operation to succeed?" Cloud asked the approaching Barret in a emotionless voice.

"Tha fuk' you say?" Barret asked in a stun, his voice breaking as he did as such.

Cloud proceeded with resolute in his way. "This time won't be only a stroll in a park for us like before." As Barret attempted to interfere, Cloud raised his voice. "Midgar's under military law now," Cloud proceeded with, "on account of your scheme's.." He halted suddenly and gazed Barret down. "Most exceedingly bad for you, SOLDIER's been prepared. Most importantly, we should be stealthy and arranged for this."

"Just follow me," Cloud said, turning and progressing towards the dilapidated ghetto 'structures', stores of waste and garbage metal made into survivable living spaces and places of trade. The youthful Ex-SOLDIER halted at one building, and started to pat the walls with his hands.

"Phew..." escaped the young mako-saiyans mouth as he did not wish to be tossed around by the hulking Barret.

Barret whined to Cloud, however with an essentially less fierce tone. "Cloud! This buildin's been vacant for whatever length of time that anyone here can recall that!" he spouted in an agitated tone.

Cloud then seemed to discover what he had been searching for. He indicated a little stamp on the entryway, motioning for Shun, Barret, and Tifa to investigate. When Barret perceived the blend of images on the divider, he let out a wild cry of wrath.

"Mark of the damned Shinra!" he expressed with extensive shock. He swung to the egotistical Cloud, anticipating any type of clarification.

Cloud, suspecting this, started to quickly outline the circumstance. "mhmm, Shinra," he started. "This is a mystery supply station for the people from Shinra to use, keeping in mind the end goal to move effectively in any part of Midgar."

Barret abruptly saw the absence from the building and the Seventh Heaven bar. He asked, now more eagerly inquisitive than anything, "If thissa base for them damned Shinra, then wouldn't they realize that AVALANCHE's headquaters is completely opposite here?"

Cloud gestured adversely. "No," he answered tersely. "The workers at the supply stations are under strict requests never to leave the stations, which is most likely why you've never observed them. Shinra workers discovered leaving are put under punishment of torment and demise."

Cloud with no further provoking, gave a consecutive arrangement of thumps on the mark musically, in the end doing as such 20 times. He swung back to his three party members. "This is only a supply station," he clarified. "Different stations are more intricate and changed, and have much better hardware." Just as Cloud completed his last sentence, a wall divider beside him moved marginally, uncovering that it was without a doubt an entryway. Cloud gestured intentionally to Shun, Tifa and Barret. "How about we all go," he directed.

Barret, pumped to go, shoved past Shun, Cloud, and Tifa and knocked down the entryway with a ruthless kick and charged inside, took after closely by his party members.

"What on the planet?" came the stunned shout of the supply store's supervisor as he saw four odd looking hoodlums detroy his entryway and bust in. He took a gander at the small, bunny warrior, the huge, darker man, the stunningly unnerving lady, and the abnormal fair and spiky haired man above all as they ventured towards the man. At that point, on nearer examination of the last of the four, he seen something that made his worry fade.

"AH!" he shouted all the more cheerfully now, a look of acknowledgment flooding his withering elements. "You're from SOLDIER, aren't you?" he said as he gazed at Shun's huge teal eyes, blue clothing and sword along with Cloud's sparkling eyes and particular weapon and clothing. He wandered a more cheerful question. "You… you a… client?"

Cloud gestured to the man. "Of course," he said positively. "We required some snappy supplies, and this was the nearest station I was aware of."

"O, okay!" the administrator cried cheerfully. "We purchase! We offer!" He gestured intentionally to Cloud as he did as such. "All at the exceptionally marked down Shinra storage facility costs," he enticingly advertised.

Shinra… continually attempting to make a speedy buck, even off its own kin, Cloud said to himself amusedly. "Okay," he concurred. "I have very brave potential volunteers to prepare and train," he misled the supervisor, "so I'll be giving them the general tour on the fundamental materials."

"Your best shield," he instructed to the supervisor in single word. Inside minutes, three sparkling bangles were laid out upon the counter, prepared to be utilized at a minutes' notice. Cloud perceived the defensive layer instantly, and swung to Shunbun and the vast Barret and the respecting Tifa. "Iron Bracelets," he clarified, snapping one of the guards onto his arm inverse the one with the Bronze Bangle appended. "They shape a defensive hindrance for each successive hit at what might as well be called a full collection of shield—without the additional weight." Barret and Tifa kept on looking on as Cloud expressed to them, and even Shun, well ordered clarifications as he would do to genuine SOLDIER enlists (some of which Barret and Tifa presently couldn't seem to learn, also). "The mysterious magical fashioning and properties give it a dependability from your Bronze Bangles," he clarified. "But, now more than two ought to be worn at once, as the enchanted thickness of at least three could fundamentally or lethally reduce combative effectiveness." He hurled each of the rest of the protective layers to his accomplices, who thusly snapped them onto their arms contradicting their officially existing bangles.

Shun fastened his a little bit more tightly. "I feel like I can take afew more bullets heh."

Cloud then swung to the uneasy Barret, and talked up to him in a directing voice, "Young fellow, you disclosed to me before that you experienced difficulty figuring out how to utilize materia?" Barret gestured dumbfoundedly as Cloud proceeded with, "Well, here's a 101 course preparing of the subject, at this moment." He swung to the administrator once more. "Materia," he again requested in the blink of an eye.

Once more, the director turned and took another item from behind the counter. He turned and laid a little case containing four small materia and laid it out for Cloud's perceptions. Cloud picked two green materia orbs and hurled it to Shun, who grabbed it out of the air and then Barret. Cloud then took a gander at Barret genuinely and said to him, "Both of you, Focus hard on the materia, realize what it is, and figure out how to utilize it."

Barret gazed awkwardly at Cloud, Shun himself quieted his mind and focused as best he could. Barret reluctantly started to focus on the sphere in his grasp. All of a sudden, he felt a shaking feeling start to tremor all through his whole body, until a word wildly entered his mind just like Cloud himself experienced before.

Shun's eyes in meantime glowed as he is experiencing this same sensation.

Fire.

Shun's body and muscles strained. "Fire!" he shouted without considering, and in a split second Fire streaked over the supply station, just scattering when Cloud cut down his sword to avoid it similarly as quick as the spell drew nearer.

Barret quickly backed off.

"Shun, Be watchful with those spells," Cloud cautioned. He then swung to Tifa. "Do you have any materia?" he asked sincerely.

"No," Tifa genuinely answered also. "Be that as it may, I'm really knowledgeable in utilizing it," she safeguarded herself.

"Alright. Here's some great materia, then." For a moment Tifa thought Cloud would give her the orbs in the case for the situation, yet he rather hauled his very own sphere out of his buster sword and hurled it to her. Tifa instinctually thought as she got it out of propensity, and quickly heard the noiseless voice gone through her mind.

Ice.

"You'll utilize my Ice materia, Shun and Barret will use Fire, and I'll continue with my Bolt, my new Cure, and… ," he said as he grabbed up a blue circle from the case, "this All materia with my Cure."

"All?" Barret addressed as Cloud talked, befuddled yet again by the sheer size of materia. Cloud murmured and started to clarify again.

"No doubt, All. It's a sort of bolster materia, rather than enchantment materia. It improves the capacities of materia on the off chance that it is intersectioned to other materia," Cloud clarified. Before Barret could address what an intersection was, Cloud strolled over to him and got his gattling arm and raised it so that Barret could see the two gaps in the weapon and continued. "These openings are utilized for conveying materia for simple fight use, instead of simply utilizing enchantment each one in turn." Cloud then indicated a slight barbed cut interfacing the two gaps, and proceeded with, "These cuts associate materia spaces for junctioning. I'm utilizing the All materia, which implies that on the off chance that I intersection it to any enchantment or magic materia, it will influence and affect every single conceivable target instead of only one particular focus." With that, he indicated the cut between the two openings in his weapon, and evacuated his Bolt materia and put the Cure and All materia into the two spaces, meaning that they were junctioned. "With this," Cloud finished up, "I can mend everyone's wound out on the war zone immediately with a Cure spell, rather than only one person." Cloud at long last raised his Iron Bangle to see. "Additionally," he stated, calling attention to a space in the armor, "remember that covering can carry materia too," he wrapped up, his Lightning materia into the opening. "That is about it, initiates."

Cloud turned one final time to the chief. "We'll take atleast five Potions, three Phoenix Downs, and, in the event that you have one, an Ether," he finished up.

"Still got one remaining," the proprietor said brightly in the certifiable, taking five flagons, three gold shaded quills (that Barret perceived as the feather that had spared his life back in the reactor), and an expansive green container. After splitting the items among the group and pocketing the Ether, Cloud turned to the owner once more.

"The amount?" he asked.

"With SOLDIER markdown, well… ," the man considered, "eehhhh around 1200 gil."

"This ought to be sufficient," Cloud expressed as he hurled the sack that he had gotten as installment the prior night from Barret to the man.

With no different merriments, he wheeled about and left, whispering to Barret as he did as such, "Now you unquestionably owe me three thousand."

As the group walked around of the supply station completely supplied and arranged, even Barret was dumbfounded as Cloud drove them out once again into the profundities of the ghettos. Cloud swung to Barret, and talked delicately then as their eyes met.

"So, how about we get on that train."


The members from AVALANCHE entered the train with an a great deal more satiated state of mind than they normally had starting late. The preparation organized by Cloud that was their hired fighter, and utilizing the Shinra innovation against them, filled the group with restored power as they ventured into the smelly train auto and whatever new shocks Shinra had prepared. Cloud, Shun, Barret, and Tifa arrived last to the quietly patient Wedge, Jessie, and Biggs. Barret made a sound as if to speak and started to address his gathering and (for the most part) companions alike.

"Yo!" came an uncordial welcome from Barret. "It would appear that this ain't no private train! So split up!" Biggs, Wedge, and Jessie promptly went along, leaving the auto in a rush.

The car's train employee who had suffered through the antics of the rebels the night before appeared again. "The thugs return," he mumbled as he located the Barret and his colleagues. "God, don't I simply have all the luckiness… ."

Tragically for the worker, Barret caught the man's insulting remarks as he passed him on his way to sit down. He ceased unexpectedly before the man. "Ay you say sumthin' bwah?" he requested, however he never turned his go to take a gander at the worker. He requested yet again, "'scuse me but.. I said.. d'ju say sumthin'?"

As the man stayed quiet, Barret turned to face him quickly, and brought his face to two crawls of the other man's face. "Yo, take a look at that!!" he shouted in his face, looking at him as if he were a product in a store. "It got quiet alluva sudden."

The man bounced up in his seat in spite of his unstable resolve. "DAMN!" he shouted out in a fluctuating voice, flagging that he was almost nearly tears. "I...it's silent as a result of... g, folks like you...," the representative whined. At this, Barret tossed his clench hand into the windowpane behind him, startling the man totally out of his mind. "E,E,EEP!!!" he shouted out again in immaculate dread. "You... you've seen the news, correct? AVALANCE says there will be more explosions. only committed workers like me would go to Midgar on a day like now."

Barret's demeanor abruptly transformed into a way of fury as he processed the data the man was giving. "You workin' for the Shinra?" he requested in a scratchy voice, raising his weapon arm to the man's face in an upheaval of immaculate feeling.

The Shinra administrator's face withered, however he stayed as he seemed to be, regardless of the way that he started to cry, and that the dryness of his jeans was currently suspect. "I won't offer into brutality," he cried, "and I'm not giving you my seat!"

Luckily finally for the Shinra supervisor, Tifa, running up to Barret, stressed at what he had done (and in addition what he may at present do). "Barret!" she growled at him, snatching him by the arm and pulling him far from the groveling Shinra representative.

Barret, his faculties recovered, took one final take a look at the now totally compliant man before leaving with Tifa. "Damnit!" he swore. "You fortunate fool!" With no other goodbye, he left him where he was in pieces mentally, and strolled back to the finish of the train where Shun and Cloud was anticipating him.

"Well, what now?" Shun asked as his saiyan tail swayed.

"HELL!" he reviled once more. He looked at cloud, "The hell you so quiet about? You bustin' up my musicality… ." As he whined, the locomotive's motor sprung up with a squeak and thunder, tilting him shaky while Cloud stood determined and Tifa along with Shun seized an a handle.

"Appears like they finally finished connecting up the cars," Tifa saw as she watched Barret stagger and battle to get it together. "We're at last leaving," she remarked.

"So mister Barret.. what's our next target?" Shun emphasized his question as Barret balanced himself and gripped onto a handle himself.

"Heh heh heh!" Barret now chuckled at Cloud's quiet way, puffing up his chest and looking at Shun, totally restored. "Listen here!" He let his giggling vanish, and transformed his manner into a greatly deliberate and genuine one. "Awright... so here it is! Jessie's likely prolly' already let you know, however there's a security checkpoint at the top plate. It's an ID filter framework checkin' every one of the trains."

"Which Shinra is exceptionally pleased with," Tifa supplemented as Cloud gestured to the respoken data. Shun gestured too in hesitant consent.

"We can't utilize our fake ID's any longer… .," he bemoaned as he whirled a card containing his photo that read, 'Regie Durr II'.

The group was shocked out of thought as a mechanical voice went ahead over the radio, booming in its solid dull bombast, "'Morning, and welcome to Midgar lines. Landing time at Sector 4 Station will be 11:45."

"That implies we've just got three minutes to the ID checkpoint," Tifa remarked as she ingested the data and submitted it to memory.

Barret, as opposed to stay uninvolved, energized himself. "Okay, in three minutes we're jumpin' off this mug," he expressed intensely. "OK?"

Without sitting tight for anyones response, he sat down with an overwhelming sigh on the seats inverse the still crazy Shinra director. Tifa, then again, jogged over to the screen on the inverse side of the auto. "Shun, Cloud, come here!" she got back to the apathetic warrior and Bunny Saiyan. "How about we take a look at the Railway Map Monitor," she advertised.

Cloud raised an eyebrow to the unusual demand. Shun was just in his thoughts 'I know Jessie enjoyed that sort of nerdy stuff, yet Tifa?' he thought perplexedly as he and Cloud advanced over to her. He contemplated the circumstance much more. Possibly there's some sort of chick thing with railroad screens and such...., he speculated as he strolled. Or, on the other hand, maybe...., he thought all the more truly, watching a train run its course, reliably, and knowing where life takes you....maybe that is an interest that everybody can identify with.

Cloud glanced over to the railroad screen from a far and noticed the buzz and snaps of its startup. Shun got up close and next to Tifa. Tifa watched them both. "Well, it would appear that you've seen this already....," she talked up, startling Cloud into full awareness. Tifa chuckled at the jumpy nature that the Ex-SOLDIER had quite recently shown. "It's good. Come somewhat closer," she offered once more, at long last provoking him to draw nearer and show signs of improvement look beside her and bun.

As they anticipated the start-up of the framework, the mechanics were unexpectedly hindered by the glimmer and finish shutdown of the screen. Quickly subsequently, a red strobe light started to streak and an alert began to boom all through the train. Tifa began, and swung tensely to Cloud and Shun.

"That is odd," she remarked as tranquilly as possible. "The checkpoint should be further down." Her doubts were affirmed as the radio came online once more, however the mechanical voice was currently anything besides dull.

"Level A Security Alert!" the machine shrieked. "Unidentified travelers affirmed... A pursuit of all cars will be directed!" The AVALANCHE team remained in stun for a minute, until the voice blastd once more, "Rehash!! Level A Security Alert!! Unidentified travelers affirmed... A hunt will be led!"

"What's going on?" Tifa at long last asked.

"T'hells goin' on!!" Barret blurted, surging over to the three of them at the screen.

"Tch! We have been discovered!" Shun gritted his teeth.

As though in direct reaction, the way to the bordering car was flung completely open, uncovering a gasping Jessie, who briskly and quickly talked up. "We're in a bad position," she affirmed. "I'll clarify it later. We have to rush! Get to the following car!"

"DAMN DAMN DAMN!" Barret reacted. "Somebody blew it all to hell… ."

"Unidentified travelers situated in Car #1," the radio boomed again with mounting direness. "Get ready for Lock Down," it cautioned by implication.

"LES' GOOOOOOOOOO!" Barret ordered. "Keep it up!" he supported. With no further goodbye, the party crossed into the following car, similarly as the cars behind them started to bolt close consecutively.

As they go into the following auto, the radio began up in an alternate tone in the second auto. "Auto #1: Locked Down,"

.... "Moving up to Tier Two Warning."

Shun observing each of his party members hasten about. He remained strangely quiet, making a decent attempt to evaluate the circumstance. He was abruptly besieged with notices from his colleagues:

"WE CANT TARRY!"

"They're going to bolt the entryway, sir!!"

Jessie took prompt expert then in spite of her restraints for purpose of the the circumstance, and talked plainly and seriously to Shun, Cloud, Barret, and Tifa.

"RUN!" she shouted. "Going to Plan 2!"

"Unidentified travelers situated in Auto #2," the machine rambled. "Get ready for Lock Down."

I didn't know there was an Arrangement or Plan 1, Cloud pondered as he and his group started to progress to the third car.

The group entered the third car in feared expectation of the worst outcome, but then sighed as the cautions and rambling started to blur away. Barret let out a shout of triumph. "Awright! We made it!!"

Jessie gestured in dispute. "Not yet. Just for the moment, until they spot it once more. In any case, we can breathe easy for now." She took a gander at the whole gathering, and finished gazing at Shun. "Listen," she stated, never taking her eyes off of him, "we must remain on this train for as long as we can until we're as close as we can get to the Sector 5 Reactor." She remained as tall as she could and whispered, tuning in to the basic jumbled discourse of the radios just as it were a moment dialect, "They're beginning another check. In case we're gotten, we're toast! Don't stress. On the off chance that we climb the train, car vis car, we ought to move beyond it!"

"Unidentified Travelers: Moving to the front of the train," a recharged mechanical automaton cut her off. "Presently following the area," it proceeded.

"We should move!" Jessie ordered in a voice that Shunbun instantly perceived as one of initiative. He gestured quickly in assention, and moved down to the next cars as fast as he could pace with his bunny legs. As he passed, he saw some one he seen earlier, a redhead squeezing his face and hands to a window. Shun disregarded is and Cloud murmured and passed him with despise as he progressed.

"Afterward… farewell… .Bye-bye, Midgar!!!" Johnny cried to the streaking city through the window.

Cloud and Shun entered the fourth car, and was amazed to see three individuals writhing on the floor, their garments took from them in what seemed, by all accounts, to be a fast mold.

It would appear that the group had enough time to get a few masks, Cloud quietly commented as he dashed past the three hapless nude people.

Shun keeps his eyes focused and continued moving with Cloud.

"Auto #4 Secured," the now recognizable radio lifted Cloud out of his comments. "Moving up to Level 4 Cautioning," it rehashed yet, leaving Cloud to gauge his time and to expectation they'd achieve the checkpoint in time as he and bun entered the fifth and last open train car.

"Car#4 Secured," were the primary words that welcomed the now irritated hired soldier and bunny boy as they entered the fifth auto. "Moving up to maximum security caution!!" came the high shriek as the alert hit a fever pitch. The restless (yet benevolent) Barret was the second thing to welcome him as he entered the auto.

"Okay!! So far so good!" he cried as he understood the train had achieved the checkpoint. He motioned to the front of the car. "Yo!! Les go!! We're going to plunge outta here!!"

Shun, Cloud, Tifa, and Barret all progressed to the front of the auto. Cloud observed the hidden Wedge, Biggs, and Jessie, all equipped in cultivating overalls, a trenchcoat, and a Shinra officer's uniform, separately. Jessie warily moved toward Shun, predominated in her Shinra uniform, and tapped him on his shoulder armor. "It's me, Jessie," she whispered to Shun. "How would I look, Shun? Do I look great in a Shinra uniform?"

Shun, looking over to her quickly, reacted with a smile, "You look extraordinary, much the same as a man."

"Whoopee!! I'm so upbeat right noq," Jessie screeched, yet then thoroughly considered the remark. "I think?" she included.

Shun didn't hear the last remarks, as he was preparing with Cloud, Tifa and Barret to hop the car. All of a sudden Tifa's confidence appeared to break, and she swung to Cloud with a stifled gaze. "Alarming… huh," she remarked with a gulp.

"Uhh too late to state that now," Cloud reproached her coldly regardless of his desire that he hadn't. "Why'd you come with us you know its dangerous?" he then asked, just with interest, without past malignance.

"I…," Tifa started.

"AY!!!! both of you!" Barret yelled over the rising clamor that started to mix into Midgar's normal commotion. "ain't nonody got time fo' dat!"

Tifa motioned contritely to Barret. Strolling over to the emergency entryway, she looked out of the pried open entryway. Turning back, she focused hard, and let her body have control of her psyche, to work on sense. She swung back to Cloud. "Definitely!! I've decided!" she yelled to Cloud. "Observe. I'm going to bounce!!" And without any than a gesture, she plunged recklessly out of the train and out of Shun, Cloud and Barret's sight. Cloud, bowing his head without further ado, then swung back to Barret and Shun.

"You wouldn't fret in the event that I go first?" he asked (half) snidely.

"A leader dependably remains till the end," Barret expressed with outrageous pride. He swung back to Cloud and motioned for him to take off. "Try not to stress 'bout me, GO!" he directed.

Shun nodded and worked himself up.

Similarly as Cloud swung to hop, Barret intruded on him one final time. "Yo!" he cried, provoking the Ex-Officer to pivot. He took a look at the man with what could nearly be depicted as adoration to his abilities. "Try not to go gettin' your spiky ass hurt!" he cautioned unnecessarily. "It's just the start of the mission!"

Bun snicked and crossed his arms.

Shrugging, Cloud tossed Shun and Barret back one final equivocal look and sprung through the entryway and out of the Train.

Shun himself got restless and immediately dived out of the train.

Barret then turned and gave his friends a look also, yet one that was significantly more agonizingly self-evident. "SEE YA!" he shouted tersely. "You deal with the rest!" Then, at last, Barret Wallace jumped off of the train and readied himself for an unpleasant landing.

The three AVALANCHE memebers that had plunged off of the train now remained in the trains's passage, close to the addition purpose of the Sector 5 Reactor. Barret looked to Shun, Tifa and Cloud and gave a tight smile of confirmation, then called over to the party. "Great," he adulated, "everything's going as arranged." He motioned for the three to approach him. "Better not let your mind rest till we get to the Sector 5 reactor," he cautioned. "Biggs, Wedge, and Jessie prepared everything for us. So MOVE out." With no further inciting, the party started to stroll down the rest of the passage to the addition point.

"Hold up!" Cloud said in an attack of acknowledgment after around a moment of strolling.

"What?" Shunbun answered, but exasperatedly.

"On the off chance that the inclusion point's as far away as you say it seems to be" He looks at barret. "Then we're not going to have the capacity to make it! Shinra has introduced security sensors only a couple of hundred yards far from here," Cloud clarified with a tormented appearance upon his face.

Beyond any doubt enough, green security laser sensors were in full operation at the following crossing point in the passage. Cloud moaned and swung to Barret, left for once without a thought. "Wouldn't we be able to get around it some way or another?" he inquired.

"In the event that Jessie were here, possibly, however like this…," Barret assumed so anyone might hear pitifully.

"Guys!" Shun yelled over to them, spotting something close to the sensors. "we could use this!" Cloud and Barret both strolled over to the bunny saiyan and perceived what he was bringing up—a ventilation shaft.

"Shun's correct," Cloud concurred. We could utilize this to truly go under the Plate, and, along these lines, its security sensors, entering the reactor…"

"… From up the tailpipe rather than at the front entryway!" Tifa finished up.

Barret nodded, "In any case, damn man, that thing gives me the chills," he remarked, taking a look at the extent of it contrasted with his casing.

"There will be an issue, in any case," Cloud cautioned as Shun, Tifa and Barret arranged to go down into the pole.

"What?" Tifa asked fearfully.

"Beasts," Cloud answered with extreme gravity.

"Beasts!" Barret shouted. "T'hell would creatures be doing down in the insides of a reactor?" he asked.

Don't you know? was the primary thought that flew into Cloud's head. "be watchful, be mindful, okay?" he solicited to the party. He extended, offered a thumbs up, and jumped down into the shaft to start with, letting Shun, Barret and Tifa know it was strong at the base with the reverberating crash he made a minute later. The three took after also.

Shun, Cloud, Barret, and Tifa all advanced through, in the wound development of the Part 5 Plate's underbelly. As they rose under the weight of the commotion that encompassed them, Cloud continued getting the inclination that they were being trailed by something as they advanced, however Barret's steady crying that there would never conceivably be any beasts in the underbelly of the Plate didn't help him monitor any development whatsoever.

Shun kept his hand at the ready to draw his weapon.

At long last the drained group reached a level, where Tifa all of a sudden cried, "We made it—it's the reactor stacking stage!"

Cloud wasn't so certain in the event that he concurred so promptly. It obviously in any event the words 'Stacking Stage' had emerged even among all the rust that secured it. Still, it appeared to be so… abandoned. As though it was left to the winds of destiny by Shinra… .

"Hell… Shun! Cloud!" Barret all of a sudden shouted, turning both Shun's and Cloud's eyes. "You may have been correct… we have company!"

Cloud reviled as he understood that he had been right, regardless of his most enthusiastic wishes that he wouldn't be. As he gazed, he understood that truly many beasts were crawling and penetrating the relinquished stage from each bearing. Appalling, vile, blue spiked brutes, crawling snake like drifting animals, hard shelled casing ribbed scorpions, and numerous other abnormal sights started to encompass and progress on them. Cloud quickly moved to the front and took command(with no grievance from Barret).

"Remember to use your magic!" he yelled. "aim for them in groups, think hard, hold them back!" He raised his voice to a blasting pitch. "Most importantly!" he hollered with his voice ringing, "Try t to discover a passage to the reactor!!!" Without any words to solace, Cloud raised his sword, gave out a cry of "Jolt!" and entered the shred.

LET THE BATTLES BEGIN!

"Ice!" "Jolt!" "Fire!" The yells of enchantment and magic started to fill the stacking dock as each of the AVALANCHE gave out blasts of enchantment and deadly magics, slaughtering substantial gatherings of creatures without a moment's delay, and driving them onto the protective. Cloud gave out a shout as he advanced; cutting a swath (and, unexpectedly, a way) through the careless beasts that lone had a solitary attitude—to execute any people that they encountered. Beasts were sick monstrosities of nature (or so men thought) and were additionally a prime review for Shinra's biogenetic research.

"How're we looking?" Cloud asked as his sword cut through three little yet agile animals on the double, and after that conveyed his weapon to hold up under upon a shellfish like animal.

"Fire!!!" Belted Shun as he twirled his sword incinerating and contesting against the foul beasts. "Im okay!! I am actually having fu-.. FIRE! FUN!"

"I took a hit, yet my defensive layer's holding," Tifa yelled back accordingly. "Still no indication of the exit, however!"

"Despite everything i'm fine," Barret hollered over to him also, "however there is some truly irritating string that I continue getting tangled in!"

"What?!?" Cloud shouted in concern. He turned around, cutting his way through the swarms of animals that had started to push back, and, ceasing straightforwardly before Barret, slice through the greater part of the string that had been blocking him with the edge of his sword.

"This is the beast's silk," Cloud condemned. "Try not to overlook it. When you understand you're being fixing up to be eaten up, you're past the point of no return."

Tifa was constrained back to their position also. Sweating hard, Cloud gave out a booming Jolt spell that depleted his whole hold of energy, and attempted to think quickly. Shun as well sent out a floom of flame, getting into his Saiyan fighting spirit as he goes blow for blow against these creatures but his energy too is depleting. "We must discover an exit plan!" Cloud expressed.

At long last, in a last occasion that appeared to end all to everything, a rough shaking started to resound through the stacking dock, bringing about a burst of new animals detonating through the feeble floor and thumping Cloud off of his feet.

As times appeared to be most edgy for the cornered group, a sound of powerful automatic rifle shots emitted from above them along with the shots of Barret's ultra speed strike arm weapon.

Wedge was there, clad in his agriculturist clothes, going after the encompassing beasts. "AVALANCHHEEE!" he gave out in a customary call to war that rang through the office. He halted and brought down a ladder to the passage that he was shooting from. "Come on!" he cried as much as his sharp voice would permit. "The reactor's simply up this way!"

Shunbun, Cloud, Barret, and Tifa required no second inciting to get onto the ladder. Barret himself entertained himself with giving a couple last resonating shots at the animals, tearing a couple of the now thousand in number creatures into pieces.

"Phew.. Thanks, Wedge," were the principal words that left Shun's mouth as he climed to the vent above. Wedge grinned huge, greater than anybody Cloud or Shun had seen grin before accordingly, and motioned to the finish of the vent.

"Jessie's toward the end of the tunnel," he told Shun. "She'll give you guys new information on the reactor," he started, and afterward delayed somewhat before proceeding, "and data on exactly what turned out badly on the.. train."

The group gestured and slapped hands, before Shun, Cloud, Barret, and Tifa continued through the tunnels into the following insides of the reactor.

Jessie was sitting tight for the group seriously as they rose up out of the vent into the following room. They halted and took a gander at each other quietly, before Jessie started, "I'm... sorry.."

"The ID issue on the train was all my blame," she clarified. She swung to Shun regretfully. "I made your card extraordinary.... so that is the reason it happened." She moaned. "I put my heart into making it… however I fizzled."

"It's fine, Jess," Barret support her. He motioned for Shun, Cloud and Tifa to move out as he applauded her on the shoulder and left himself. Tifa took after firmly behind.

As Shun left, he heard Jessie behind him talk substantially more happily, "Next time, I'll give you something somewhat more not too bad." Shun gestured to her and gave one final grin to her, one that lifted her spirits. "I'll be back at the safehouse in my examination room taking a shot at it!" she said as if restored. Shun grinned again in response of her grinning.

"Shun," she said out to him as he got ready to clear out. "Would you like to know why your card was special?"

"W-why?," he answered back with intrigue that he hadn't beforehand shown.

"It was made so you could totally sidestep the majority of the sensors and reach the reactor without doing a lot of dodging and sneaking around," she clarified. "A ton of good that did, right?"

"It's okay, truly," Shun got back at her as he exited to get up to speed with Cloud, Barret and Tifa. With leaving however, a thought provoked his interest. He ventured into the folds of his pocket, and hauled out his ID card and all of a sudden acknowledged why it was so unique.

His character and picture on that train had been Rufus Shinra, VP of the Shinra Company.

"So this is the big baddie.." Shun thought to himself.

At long last, Biggs sat at the last hold, grinning at the thought of Cloud could maybe approach Wedge in size. "Great job, everybody!" he lauded. "The reactor's simply up ahead." He gestured to Barret and gave a warm handshake to him. "We're going to haul out at this point. We'll get together at the fort." Then, without further thought as he withdrew, he got back to, "Shun, Cloud, we are countin' on you two to blow the reactor!" The close hyperactive Biggs left them finally, half of AVALANCHE's work done finally.

Shun, Cloud, Tifa, and Barret all rose up out of the smothering holds into the splendidly luminescent reactor inner workings that they had all acquainted themselves with. The Mako in the reactor radiated a blue shine rather than the green gleam that had encompassed the Number 1 Reactor. Cloud was the first to see the bundle chute. "This ought to lead us straight down to the reactor," he guessed. Decisively, he bounced in and slid down the chute effortlessly to the base. Shun and Tifa soon followed in significantly snappier interest, and afterward for 30 seconds the trio sat tight for Barret to slide.

"I got stuck yall, damn!" he grumbled as he crushed out of the tight tunnel slide with outrage.

"Be cautious and alert," Cloud cautioned, disregarding his raving. "We should be sneaky. Try not to give anyone a chance to trigger the alert system, OK? Trooper's been prepared, and I don't think you need them meddling in the operation." He took a look at the three of them. "Slaughter them quietly, move quietly. The sign of a real warrior when outmatched."

Cloud, Shun, Barret, and Tifa moved toward the principal entryway of the reactor, each of them noticing it with an inspired look. When Tifa opened the entryway, nonetheless, a repulsive sound echoed and roared into their ears.

"Interlopers! You! Sound the arm!"

"New enemies," Shun reviled. Powerful laser and plasma employing fighters, they weren't quite a bit of a risk, yet their human presence gave them enough comprehensions to call for reinforcement. A squad of them stood fight prepared, save for the escaping member who was dashing for the aler button. A couple of Smogger Roboguards and a trio of Blood Torment mutant dogs anticipated also.

"Tifa!" Cloud yelled, indicating the escaping warrior, "Get him!"

Tifa sprung without hesitation, springing fastly onto a bar and using mind-boggling gymnastics in a mad dash to him, taking alternate routes and intersecting the braces above and underneath the man upon the catwalk at whatever point she could.

FIGHT!

Shun, Barret and Cloud had started to contend and bring battle to the soldiers, avoiding and sprinting about before crippling or shredding them apart. The pooches fell rapidly too to the hail of Barret's gunfire and Shun's savage fighting prowess, leaving just a Smogger each for each of them to take part in single battle, in which they did as such unhesitantly, jumping vigorously against the toxic substance and muck heaving mechanical enormities.

The exceptional soldier was almost at the control tower, about ready to smash the alarm button to ready all of Shinra that AVALANCHE had picked the Number 5 Reactor as its next target. To his astonishment, nonetheless, he saw a gorgeous brunette hindering his way as he moved toward the passageway.

The guard started to raise his weapon to Tifa, preparing his point. When he endeavored to do as such, Tifa charged him strongly. At that point, she raised her gloved hand and struck him over the face with such constrain that it couldn't be questioned that his jaw had broke. In a moment, last move, she connected a ruthless kick to his midriff, shattering his ribcage and breaking bone and ligament, executing the protected watch immediately.

"We are clear!" Tifa yelled down to Bun, Cloud and Barret as she played out her last move.

Shun destoyed his Smogger by searing its electrical framework with a Fire spell, leaving it a broken junkpile similarly as Cloud and Barret had left theirs. "We should go!" Cloud called. "This time, no more deterrents," he commandingly expressed to the tired Shun and even Barret, hurling them both a mixture to trying to restore the energy they had beforehand had.

And afterward Cloud's hidden aggressor assaulted him once more.

All of a sudden, as Shun and Cloud moved toward the engine that controlled the center they were ambushed by acry and shriek of unworldly clamors that filled both of their heads, shaking them in a tsunami of agony. Holding his head, Cloud twisted down and rose and fell in torment. Shun dropped to his knees and fell over immediately, blacking out.

In any case, this time, there were no words detailed from the clamors that besieged them both. The sounds just became ever more elevated, reverberating in their minds until Shun and Cloud both could just observe what their eyes proved unable.

The past.

~~~

Tifa shook the dead body of her dad in the moans of the old reactor. The chains and the motor's thunder did not muffle her wails at all. They served just to emphasize them, to make them appear to be louder to the listening Cloud and Shun that stooped just a couple of inches far from her.

"Dad," Tifa whispered in anguish, supporting his debilitated body in her young yet at the same time solid arms.

"Sephiroth!" she cried in acknowledgment, following the cuts that navigated the whole length of his body. "Sephiroth did this, didn't he!"

"Sephiroth...," she started. she proceeded. "Reactors... Shinra..." she shouted in a mortal scorn. ""SOLDIER...," "I hate them all!"

~~~

[Shun]

And after that the pictures blurred as the commotion ceased to exist, forgetting Shun and Cloud bowed on the catwalk as the both of them had been in the vision they experienced.

"Damn, man, yall needa take a few to get back some composure!" were the primary words that Shun and Cloud got from Barret as the both of them snapped out of the puncturing shout of the commotion.

Cloud overlooked him and rose to his feet.

Shun started gazing at the young lady before him. "Tifa," he began.

"Mmm?" she reacted ordinarily, as if Shun was still recently his old self, pushing endlessly the awkward episode.

"No... forget...," Shun began.. "It" Cloud interrupted Shun, understanding what she was implying at now. "We need to get on it and rush!" Cloud snapped unusually, trying to recapture control of the circumstance. The Ex-SOLDIER ascended in an unquestionably dramatic stance, and swung to Barret before advancing. "I know," he said intentionally. "You got Shun's and I back, right?"

"Yap, you damn straight," Barret answered briefly. "Tifa's dear friend… .," he said coldly. "That ain't adequate."

"Good, I'll set everything right this time," Cloud consented, obtaining the bomb and setting it inside to a great degree near the motor on the catwalk. "That ought to do it," he watched triumphantly. "OKAY!," he triumphantly instructed, "How about we book it!"

Also, with normal curtness the AVALANCHE group lurked out of the reactor center and started to climb stealthily to the surface.

in the place of that slide that was their point to get away from the place, the arrangement was to utilize the load lift that was likened to the one used as a part of the Number 1 Reactor to get away. As they ascended to the top, Cloud considered the lack of fights, test's, and obstructions in spite of the way that Shinra was on a very hoisted security level, and had prepared SOLDIER to boot.

It was too simple, Shun noticed and remarked noiselessly with an annoyed look of uncertainty all over.

"Shun?" Tifa asked, tapping him on the shoulder by and by.

"h-huh?" he reacted, breaking out of his own mind.

"Take these," she requested, giving him and Cloud a thing of tissue-thin cards. "Palm prints," she clarified. "We'll require them to leave."

Shun examined closely as Cloud gestured. They both started to slip each of the prints on as the lift achieved the Number 5 Reactor's security entryway.

"No code," Barret said. "Seems the codes have been classified as invalid—just Biometrics will just have to do now," he clarified, slipping his prints on alongside Tifa. "There's the Control Room," he said. With no different words, the group went through the hallways and into the room.

The room brandished just a single significant terminal, one that had four checking screens. Tifa talked up once more. "Jessie said that we as a whole need to press the catch as hard as we can in the meantime," she handed-off the data. "The whole Palm down, really."

"Aight' den!" Barret insisted. "One… two… three!" he tallied, finishing with him and his accomplices hammering their hands down onto the four scanners, proclaiming a ring of affirmation."

Too simple, Cloud whined quietly again as the four of them crossed the next entry way and entered the last catwalk to the exit of the reactor. In light of current circumstances, we'll be on the train out of here before the reactor even goes up in flames....

"lets get it!" Barret directed as he handed left at a fork over the catwalk. And before he could achieve the entryway before him, it was opened commandingly, uncovering a whole detachment of Shinra troopers who quickly obstructed the exit. "Shinra soldiers!?" Barret gasped, stunned.

Barret glanced around at the groups of adversaries that concealed him. "DAMN!" he swore.

Shun froze and tensed up, "What the heck's goin' on?"

Cloud moaned, his doubts confirmed. "A trap…" he mumbled.

At that point, a most surprising thing happened to the four caught individuals from AVALANCHE. From inside the guts of the reactor itself, a figure drew closer gradually. Short and strong, regardless he emanated a quality of power. To those that knew the range of his energy, it converted into one of strength. In spite of the fact that his blue eyes did not gleam and his twisted diminishing hair did not spike, his nearness was significantly more threatening than any minor SOLDIER could coordinate.

Barret was stunned mind-boggling. "the Pre... President of Shinra h-himself?" he uttered unobtrusively.

This may have been the most scared Shun has been in a while.

"What's he doing here?" Tifa asked so anyone might hear correspondingly, and interestingly asked herself how really was she dedicated to getting into the mission now..

The President talked abruptly, his harsh, insensitive voice filling the dead air. "Well... So all of you should be that... ...what was it now?"

"AVALANCHE" Barret shouted with restored boldness. "Don't ya overlook it!"

Shun watched the luxuriously dressed short man with intrigue. "So.. you're President Shinra, hmm?" he requested.

Cloud then cut Shun off unwittingly as he passed him quietly and moved toward President Shinra. Sheathing his huge Buster sword into his bandolier, he started speaking.

"It's been a while, President."

"A while?" the President rehashed, befuddled. Gazing at his eyes, he encountered a glimmer of acknowledgment and proceeded once more. "... you. You're the person who quit SOLDIER and joined AVALANCHE. I knew you'd been presented to the Mako, its in your eyes...," he talked with easygoing interest. "Let me know, double crosser, what was your name?"

"Strife," came the icy answer.

"Aherm!" He then looked to Shun.

"HUH!??" Shun's gaze shot to the president.

"Excuse me for asking," the President proceeded with placidly, "however I can't be bothered to recollect every individual's name. Who are you, with the strange ears. I did not know we had a whole rank of traitors amongst Shinra."

"I am Shun! I am a saiyan!" He replied.

"Saiyan..." He then appeared to dig into a confounded thought, one that appeared to hold his favor more than the renegades he was presently going up against. "Unless you turn into another Sephiroth," he included. President Shinra murmured as he talked. "Yes, Sephiroth... He was splendid. Maybe excessively brilliant..."

"Sephiroth…?" Shun and Cloud rehashed in unison, now similarly as shocked as his buddies had been.

"That name..." Shun uttured to himself.

Barret ventured up to battle with the President as Cloud seemed to step down. "I on' care bout' nunna dat!!" he shouted. "We bout to turn up in this place and destroy this joint! Serves y'all asses right!" He let out a mirthless laugh as he gazed intently at the President afresh.

"Meh, such a misuse of good firecrackers, just to dispose of vermin like you… ." the President answered in an injuring spike.

"Shouldn't something be said about moving SOLDIER's upon us?" Tifa asked.

The president let out his very own pretentious roar. "SOLDIER? We didn't have to trouble them with so much vermin as… ."

"VERMIN!?" Barret hindered in a craze, cutting him off definitively. "Das the only word you know... VERMIN!" He kept on venting his anger in spades. "Y'all Shinra foo's the VERMIN, slaughterin' our planet! So that makes you the VERMIN King! So shut yo ass up!"

The President just noticed this shock with a slight yawn. "You are starting to exhaust me," he remarked, his voice constant and systematically coldblooded. "I'm an exceptionally buSY man, so in the event that you'll pardon me…," he unfeelingly completed, "I have a supper I should go to.

"Supper!?" Barret howled in shock of being insulted. "Shiiid I ain't EVEN begin wit' you yet!"

"That may be true but, I've made plans for a mate for all of you," the President scoffed, laughing bemusedly at his prey's numbness. He snapped his fingers in a speedy movement, the snap of the fingers loud as a hand clap.

"Meet the 'Airbuster'," the President started as a mammoth robot rose up out of the now opened right half of the walkway. It was truly equipped with every kind of weaponry with explosives, plasma weapons, automatic weapons, continuous sensors, and a floating instrument. The robot charged onto the catwalk and past the confused Shun, Tifa and Barret to face Cloud, who was on the opposite stage with the President.

"A techno-officer," the rude President proceeded. "Our Weapons Department made him." He then grinned a dull grin that appeared to reflect only malice. "I'm certain the information he'll remove from your dead bodies will be of incredible use to us in future analyses."

"Techno-warrior?" Cloud mumbled, gazing the mass down. So engrossed were the four, they didn't see the Shinra helicopter slip and float close to the catwalk President Shinra remained upon.

"well now,if you'll pardon me," the President commented greasily, entering the helicopter similarly as AVALANCHE acknowledged what he was doing.

"Hold up, President!" Shun cried very late as his chopper climbed into the air and outside of anyone's ability to see.

"Yo, Cloud!" Barret yelled. "We've gotta get him gone'!"

"Help, Shun! Cloud!" Tifa concurred as the enormous droid charged Shun, Barret and her savagely once more. She took a gander at the vast, stumbling monster again as she jumped off the beaten path. "This was made in SOLDIER?" she doubted, gazing at the scale and awkwardness of the machine.

"No chance!" Cloud yelled back accordingly. "It's only a machine."

"I couldn't care less what it is!" Barret completed. "I'm going to beat him down!"

Shun nodded with barret, drawing his weapon.

"Still more fighting."

As though on prompt, the Airbuster let a beam of energy go straightforwardly at Shun, Tifa and Barret, making them move away from each other from the sheer force of the beam. Cloud, in any case, stayed behind the machine, sneaking for his opportunity to attack. "I'll impede it!" he announced, thinking as hard as he could while he said it. "Jolt!" he yelled,

"Bet I look like a real SOLDIER now! FIRE!" Shun cried out, mixing his magic's with clouds jolt. And after that they watched in close frightfulness as the electric assault was absorbed into the safeguards on the Airbuster's drift module.

"Da hell?!?" Barret shouted. "It ain't hurt him!"

"I know," Cloud brought over to him. "It's secured against Lightning enchantment." Their discussion was interfered with then by a counterattack by the Airbuster, which, as opposed to turn about, enacted its back weapon turrets. Cloud scarcely had enough time to respond and flip over the volley as it let go towards him.

"So," Barret asked as he watched his slugs ping innocuously off of the Airbuster's protection and seen Tifa's Ice enchantment as it failed on contact with the metal, "how would we execute it?"

"Grr.. Fire!" Shun cried again. It seemed to have no effect.

"Despite everything we need to figure out how to short it out," Cloud clarified, "yet we can't utilize Bolt or weak Fire to do it. We need to hit it with an overwhelmingly capable blow of energy."

"Big Shot!" Barret shouted.

"Wha?" came Shun's and Cloud's stunned answer.

"I said Big Shot," Barret clarified. "I can set my weapon arm to admission and over-burden on energy itself for an enormous hit. The power from the shot is off the graphs!"

"Alright," Cloud concurred. "How long we got til you can do it?"

"A bit," Barret said. "Anyway," he proceeded with, "I won't have the capacity to pull it off until you turn this thing around to your side." He quit talking and shooting to plunge off the beaten path of another energy shot.

"On the off chance that there's anything I can get you, now is the ideal time," Cloud whispered to himself. "Shun!" he called to his spell throwing accomplice. "Could you get over to my side?"

"On it!" the bunny boy shouted in assention. he quickly took a running start, and bounced onto the side railing, sliding to the opposite side while at the same time noticed Tifa applying a deafening strong kick to the side of the Airbuster, tearing through quite a bit of its defensive layer and metal and devastating its left side to boot. Shun landed ideal close to Cloud with a twist.

"That was nice," he remarked in a modest representation of the truth, watching Shun arrive next to him. "Alright!" he yelled. "Go for the defensive layer, however don't attempt to injure its movement."

Without any discussion, the Saiayn contender and the spiky haired warrior worked in unison, "Cloud, I'll show you how a real SOLDIER fights!" Bun smirked, the bothed of them propelling many targeted assaults against the machine's rear. Taking all things together, it was a lot for the machine to counter with its back firearm assaults. The machine then utilized its turn function, spinning around to face Cloud and Shun while Tifa was working her body, kicking and punching and Barret kept on charging his weapon.

In a vicious counter, the machine then surged into Cloud, sending him soaring at such an extraordinary distance, to the point that it was a supernatural occurrence all alone that he stayed on the catwalk. The machine then charged Shun a similar route, with a very comparable outcome.

"Cure!" cried Cloud as he lurched to his feet, "ALL!" reviving the Party and mending the injuries that had been incurred. His ability was burdened as far as possible, in any case, and he knew he would play out not any more spells.

"How about we go for the movement now, Tifa!" Cloud requested as Shun and him rejoined. With a call to war of outrage, they surged the robot. Shun slashed and stabbed furiously, his saiyan strength backing up and doubling his mako strength, puncturing the robot multiple times as Cloud dove the buster sword into the machine's floating component, while Tifa conveyed a staggering blow into the system also, destroying all the defensive layers and the hardware itself.

Airbuster appeared to be mistaken for a minute as it understood it was supposed to be a stationary target. It then started to snap and buzz, stacking its hazardous gadgets into its guns in its last and most capable line of safeguard. Cloud then observed the impression of the headset's screen on the metal floor of the braces beneath, scarcely.

Huge Bomber..Big...

"Run to the railings!" Cloud ordered Tifa and Shun, similarly as an assault of bombs, rockets, and other things, high focus explosives merged on their area, missing them just by the ideals that them two had been swinging from the railings in favor of the catwalk. Cloud then saw that Tifa's side of the catwalk was starting to clasp.

"Move back to Barret! Shun, keep close to me!" Cloud urgently exhorted. Tifa went along similarly as her previous side broke and hung, while all the while swinging Cloud's side up quite recently enough so he could climb on once more, Shun hanging from Clouds boot.

"I've had it!" he shouted in genuine anger at the Airbuster, with no regard to stress of who might see him any longer. With no further thought for outcome, he progressed with Shun hanging onto him on the inclined catwalk and dove his sword into the Airbuster, lodging it there and contorting it, squashing the innards.

"WE GOOD TO GO!" Barret all of a sudden shouted. "BIG BOMB!" A gathering of huge energy ejected from Barret's weapon arm, affecting the back of the Airbuster with an outrageous drive, and even Cloud recoiled in torment from the effect.

"FIRE! FIRE! FIRE!!!!" Cried Shun as he hung onto clouds back, raising his sword into the sky raining flames along with barret's Bimb Bomb attack.

Airbuster ceased. It brought down its head as its hardware split and failed, and appeared to close down for good. In any case, similarly as Cloud started to endeavor to unstick his weapon from Airbuster, it mightily and without notice detonated viciously, Sending Shun along with Cloud into the air and crushing a substantial segment of the catwalk. Grabbing Shun with his free hand, Cloud connected for a rugged bit of metal on the recently crushed catwalk, and they hung there in spite of being burdened by the gigantic buster sword in Clouds other hand.

Barret and Tifa just gazed at Cloud and Shun then, watching them hang as Cloud attempted to keep up a hold on the metal and Shun. A thunder began from inside the reactor. "It's going to blow!" Barret cautioned unyieldingly. "We gotta dip, Tifa!"

Tifa thought back to Barret with a stunned look all over. "Barret!" she cried. "Wouldn't you be able to do something?! Shun and Cloud are--"

Barret shook his head no. "Not a goddamn thang," he huffed.

Tifa thought back to both Shun and Cloud with worry. "Cloud! Shun!" "Please! You can't die!" She reached for them unwittingly. "There's still so much I need to let you know Cloud!"

"Tifa… ." Cloud reacted, battling considerably harder as he slipped.

"Tifa, you going to be okay?" Barret asked as he watched the battling Cloud struggle for his and Shun's life.

"You guys take care of yourselves!" Cloud ordered, unwilling to consider what may anticipate him and Shun in the obscurity beneath.

Shun chimed in, "We will be okay, Mister Barret, protect Tifa!"

"Aight..," Barret said gradually. He shrugged. "Sorry 'fo awla' this."

Cloud scowled and glanced too him in spite of his torment. "Quit talking like this is the end!"

Shun nodded and gave them the thumbs up, "Cloud and I will see you soon! No goodbyes!"

"Okay, later then," Barret said as coolly as possible.

The reactor shook and emitted into another sort of red hot blast, one that shook that catwalk with enough power that Cloud and Shun was hurled like a ball into the wrapping murkiness underneath.

Tifa attempted to go after them, just to be grabbed by Barret. She shouted out as she was and given herself a chance to be taken in her trouble in Barret's arms, to be dragged out of the reactor.

Also, we just needed you to wake up....

Slide into the obscurity of the earth; let it envelope you....

In any case, don't fear.

For inside each haziness there untruths a light.

There were to be sure no more mishaps as they plummeted into the recognizable looking depths of the reactor, each of the members of AVALANCHE evading discovery strategically until they came the catwalk prompting to the center. Breathing no less than ten times simpler, the party started to approach the center.

Murkiness…

As far as he could recall, his life had been covered in dimness.

That was, whether he ever would recall…

I recall torment…

Outrage…

Disappointment…

Astra..

The contemplations constantly solidified, framed into inquiries that generated more inquiries—difficult to be fixed.

I gave her my hat—that is the last thing that i remember.

Sounds right… i think..

So why wouldn't i be able to recollect?

All of you right?

You…

Will you hear me?

No doubt…

You stress over things too much!

What… ?

Why beat yourself up over things you cant change?

Nothing else to do in this obscurity…

I let you know before… in each dimness there falsehoods a light.

Ha… regardless of how little or unimportant. Much the same as…

In those days…

Well…

Thing's were simpler... All the steak I could ever eat…

What do you mean by 'in those days'?

Shouldn't something be said about that at that point? Can you get up?

What do you mean by 'Astra'?

Try not to stress over me. I can look after myself.

I'll try it out.

All you required was to state that…

"Goodness! It moved!"

Who the…

What about that? Take it moderately.. Little by little…

"Hi? Hi?"

Hello… who are you?

"Hi? Hi?"

Shun's moderate shuddering and jerking in light of the stressed that welcome met him at long last finished in a last shaking as he stumbled into cognizance. His eyes started to open gradually to meet the hazy spots and hints of what gave off an impression of being a very quiet and tranquil setting. The hues started to supplement each other instead of differentiation, and the climate was loaded with an emanation of minding as opposed to the troubling settings he was acclimated to. The astonished saiyan bunny, dazed upon contact with the setting, promptly blended as well as can be expected oversee. This turned out to be without any result, as rushes of torment instantly surged and racked his body from the strain of the sudden movement, compelling his body again into an inclined position as the sharp wounds and anguishing consumes of agony ambushed his body.

"Shun?" a voice asked, "Are you okay" another adequately concerned voice asked as Shun fell again int pain. Anticipating no affirmation from the tormented bunny, the speaker's got a handle on his debilitating body and turned it over to confront the daylight that filled the setting. As the daylight started to delicately touch downward all over, the stroke of the shafts appeared to fortify him by the minute while the kiss of the beams appeared to practically wash away the surging pain. Looking revived, he opened his eyes gradually and started to change in accordance with the splendid daylight.

And afterward as his eyes cleared, he started to make out a sea of green and an ocean of blue that appeared to envelope him in warmth.

Shun understood that he was gazing into two stunning emerald eyes and two mako blue ones, whose glow and nature appeared to be shockingly encouraging. He started to think about whether he had kicked the bucket and died and gone to another place.

Another excruciating throb shocked him back to reality, and additionally drive his eyes shut as he heaved in misery. And afterward he felt as if the daylight were restoring him again and taking him back to that same place of solace. He constrained his eyes open yet again and was by and by welcomed by the delicate sparkle of the eyes. The emerald pair of eyes started to appear curious, a marginally upturned nose, and a sincere (notwithstanding stressed) grin.

Shun knew who this individual was.

*

The lady squatting over him along with Cloud watched his mixing tossing and turning with relief.

"He's alive." Cloud said in relief.

The lady got a handle on the back of Shun's head and helped him ease upwards. After a couple fizzled endeavors, they oversaw him into a sitting position. She then sat back and observed nearly him returning out of the void that had expended him.

The battered bunny now analyzed his overseer in full view, enraptured by the sight as he was steadily recuperating from his injuries. The young lady remaining before him was quite a picture to see. Her eyes, an emerald jade green, which appeared to be made out of some sort of water substance, and looked to have warmth that Shun and even Cloud had never observed. Her face and skin all appeared to gleam as the daylight emanated off of her in streams. Her long, chestnut brown hair descended before her face in two bended bangs, while the rest was tied back with a strip, whirled and tied into a long thin plait that framed into a ponytail that appeared to move upon the streams of wind that bounced about.

She donned a long pink dress, joined by catches starting from the waist, all affixed with the exception of the last two, which brought about the dress to spread out marginally and indicate her ankles. Her dress was supplemented by a little red coat with cutoff sleeves. Watching her eyes to an ever increasing extent, he continued pondering precisely what had happened. He needed to know why the individual remaining over him was the flower lady that he and Cloud had ran into only a day prior.

The young lady detected his wonderment and disarray too. The young lady at long last talked up once more. "This is a congregation.. A church in the Sector 5 ghettos," she began gradually.

"Sector 5!" Cloud thought, looking over to her. Obviously… however how did I?

"You both tumbled from over above," the thin young lady proceeded with, laying out to the puzzled Shun and Cloud. Instantly Cloud turned his gaze to her straightforwardly. She gestured upwards accordingly, driving the Ex-Fighter's and Bun's sight upwards to see an expansive expanding gap at the roof of the building they were in. "You two all of a sudden fell on top of me," she pondered, turning his consideration back to her. She gave out a little, insightful chuckle. "It truly gave me a frighten."

Cloud and Shunall of a sudden saw the strewn wood and boards encompassing them, and additionally the way that the dashes of daylight that had appeared to resuscitate them both had been let into the building just by coincidence of the opening that had been made itself.

Shun swung to Cloud. "We came smashing down?" he expressed, nearly in a stupor.

She gestured yes in answer. "The rooftop and the flower bed more likely than not cushioned both of your fall," she specified. She kept on gazing at Shunbun unobtrusively then, making a cumbersome hush that lingered until she proceeded, "You're a fortunate rabbit. Your spiky friend here could take the fall no sweat."

"Cloud. Strife." Cloud said as he looked down on this announcement and saw that Shun had been lying on a bed of blooms, their dainty delicateness in charge of the pad that he and Bun now recouped upon. At that point he again looked to the young lady, and acknowledged why there were such a large number of flowers beneath him. "A blossom bed… ," he said in calm form.

Shun continued. "Is all of this yours?"

Bothered from his acknowledgment that he has destoyed her product, her wellspring of living, he bounced to his feet in a movement that took the girl off her feet, and forgot about himself in a close rushed move.

He swung back to the lady next to him, and held up as they both analyzed each other inquisitively. The oddness of their chance meeting coming full circle into this was more than each of them had been set up for. "Sorry about that," Shun at long last apologized.

"You're okay," the young lady brightly answered decisively. Cloud stood by and took a gander at her curiously as she proceeded with, "The blossoms here are very flexible in light of the fact that this is a hallowed place." She signaled to the impact on the flower bed that his fallen body had brought on. As Cloud and Shun looked to it, the both of them saw the blossoms had not been pulverized, but rather had only been loaded down, and were extending up to the daylight as they had before the two had ever even entered. Shun looked to the blossom young lady with stunningness.

"They say you can't plant grass and blossoms in Midgar," she whispered, leaving Shun to think about whether she was talking to him or Cloud or herself. At that idea, the flower lady swung back to him from her day dream. "However, for reasons unknown, the blossoms have no issue sprouting here," she said to the Cloud in a way that appeared edgy. Shun and Cloud ventured back as she moved to the focal point of the flower bed to look upward to the newly uncovered sky.

"I adore it here," she completed happily.

Cloud and Shun all of a sudden understood that they had no clue where "here" was. Shun glanced around for reference to the zone that he was in. As though on sign for this, the daylight appeared to get brighter, permitting him to see the place completely.

The place had positively been a congregational church. The building seemed as though it dated back to the pre-Midgar era fashion that had populated its once fruitful land. It now, it seems that the population of Midgar flees from religion. The congregation's age was hown in its cosmetics, which was totally contained of wood, and in its structure, as the opening Shun and Cloud had made was by all account not the only harm it had endured throughout the years. The seats that had once been utilized for service were for the most part crushed and broken. The sacred altar had been squashed to rubble in any event decades prior. Also, above all, the golden candles and the resplendent bowls and containers used as a part of administrations and service had since a long time ago been everything except ravaged.

In any case, a quality of sacredness still appeared to exist in the flower bed that the lady remaining before them had fed and given love to. There still existed recolored glass windows high over that had not been broken, windows that had let in light before Cloud's harsh landing. Each unique shade of the window created an alternate shade of light. Cloud couldn't make sense of if the lady had already organized the blossoms in this form or on the off chance that they were normally planted that way. At long last, the daylight that filled the congregation from over that hit the blossoms and it appeared to change the center set that it hit into an astonishing bunch of hues.

Amazing, Cloud pondered. Obviously the blooms survived Shun's and I's fall; they've survived the Midgar ghetto—alongside this congregation. He then turned his focus the bloom young lady, who had continued tending the blossoms unfaltering by the way that they didn't appear to be harmed by any stretch of the imagination.

Shun moved nearly as he kept on looking at her, so much that Shun himself was startled when she talked up as bun moved inside crawls of her.

"Well," she remarked, "we meet once more." She moved straightforwardly about so that their faces came extremely close, and her eager look met Shun's blushing expression. "Don't you remember me?" she solicited more from his red bunny face.

Cloud's bewilderment became a puzzled look, such oddness developing in the ghetto.

Shun brushed himself up and going about as gathered as possible, he reacted, "Definitely, I do remember that you… you were offering blooms.."

"Gah! That make me happy!" the lady shouted accordingly, in spite of the fact that Cloud couldn't appear to see a motivation behind why she would be so glad to such degree. They're just flowers.

The young lady at the same time addressed Shun by proceeding with the shout, "A debt of gratitude is in order for purchasing my blossoms from me.." right then and there he understood that Cloud had paid many circumstances more for the blooms than the original cost, and that act of kindness was feeding into a portion of the chipper attitude of the flower lady.

"Oh! I have to ask.. do either of you have any materia?" the lady asked suddenly, as though testing for something. Shun instantly remembered his contentious battles prior to falling... Shun quickly began a brisk search of the rubble in the midst of the puzzled bloom dealer, he in the end recuperated his sword and raised it to the sky, giving the spheres inside the weapon a chance to twinkle in the light.

"Yes, Fire!!" he expressed as his sword flashed red.

Cloud turned away and talked over in a clinical tone, raising his buster sword into the sky, showing off his mater "These days you can discover materia anyplace."

"In any case, mine is unique," the blossom lady squeezed. "It's useful for literally nothing." She talked with no clear extortion or noxiousness.

"Not worth a gil huh?" Cloud rehashed distrustfully. "You simply don't know how to utilize it."

"No, I do… ," the lady rebuttled. "It really doesn't do jack." As Cloud began to dissent once more, she cut him off, saying, "I feel safe having it. It was my mom's."

A silence now held on after this announcement, the flower lady at long last spilled all the beans. She wheeled directly over to Shun and addressed him boisterously, "Hey bunny, I crave talking right now. Do you wanna?"

Shun puts his sword away in its sheath and nods to her smiling wide, "All things considered, here we are meeting once more, hmm?"

Cloud shrugged as smoothly as possible. "Could use a good talk," he stammered.

"Hold up here you two," the lady ordered with quick richness. "I must check my blossoms. It'll be one moment." She then advanced back to the edge of the flowerbed, a green and yellow blend of blossoms. For a couple of minutes she tended the blooms, getting out "One sec!," once in a while Shun and Cloud kept on remaining there awkwardly. At that point, all of a sudden, the bloom lady pivoted and appeared to view them from an alternate perspective.

"MY goodness! you know what," she shouted, paying little heed to the way that both Cloud and Shun hadn't said anything, "we don't have any acquaintance with each other's names, do we?" She got over herself and stood up in full view. "My name is Aeris "Aerith" Gainsborough," she expressed formally. Very quickly she herself appeared to be put off by her own unstability. Unwinding herself, she moved to Shun deftly and whispered as coolly as possible (and a great deal more powerfully as Shun would like to think), "You can call me Aerith, the blossom lady. Pleasant to meet you."

Shun's face redded and he said, "S-Shun.. you can keep calling me Bun if you want heh~" he scratched his head smiling.

"Strife. Cloud Strife's my name.," Cloud reacted a great deal more authoratively than he had been doing some time recently, "Ex-SOLDIER"


"I do a touch of everything." Shun added.

"Gracious… ," the young lady now uncovered as Aeris Gainsborough answered abashedly. "A handyman." she smiled at Shunbun. The trading of names had appeared to change her manner also.

"Definitely, I do it all!," came a snappy answer from the bunny boy.

Cloud's reaction to Shun's announcement, in any case, was unforeseen.

The flower lady started to begin laughing.

Cloud looks at her, "What's so interesting? What are you snickering at?"

Aeris' laughs started to die down as she tuned in to the resentment of the spikey man and the bunny boy that had truly dropped into her life. She hadn't intended to upset Cloud: she had just begun snickering to hide her dissatisfaction with the circumstance. The bunny Shun captivated her, certainly, after their strange meeting had prompted to this occasion. Furthermore, the Shun was moreover…

'No!' her brain shouted as her chuckling faded. I won't let myself be diverted by dreams, she promised. Not once more.

The saiyan boy before her had started to disperse the fantasies, when he was all the while recovering from his wounds, had been a great deal all the more unwinding to Aeris: so unguarded, so amazed, so extraordinary and invigorating. At that point the tone of his interactions changed by and large, now presumptuousness and cockiness appeared to run his identity. Much the same as…

"Sorry… ," she apologized and also wipe the last suggestive thought from her head. "I just… " Her statement of regret, be that as it may, totally cut off as her eyes spotted an inauspicious shadow in the entryway of the congregation. Promptly she turned her go to Cloud with a way of earnestness that appeared to devour her elements.

"Hey Cloud," she started in a increased tone. At that point, abruptly, she proclaimed, "Have you at any point been a bodyguard?" She proceeded with, "You said Ex-Soldier, right?" unflinchingly to the Ex-SOLDIER, exploiting his past.

"Better believe it, truth is stranger than fiction," he answered as unembarrassedly he could, quietly reviling his self-importance even with such a capricious lady.

"In that case, get me out of here," Aeris requested. "Take me home." Cloud and Shun gazed; interested at the prospect for a reason unknown to them and in addition to know precisely what she had found in the shadows that had got her so irritated.

"Okay, Shun and I'll do it… ," he concurred with faked hesitance. "But uhh... it may.. it'll cost you," he cautioned.

"Well then, how about we see… ," the young lady looked at the bunny boy Shun.. She stepped to him, A smile broke out over her face that expanded Cloud's worry similarly as she stated, "What about if... I go out with you once, Bun?"

What? was the primary imagined that flew into Cloud's brain.

Shun's mind started to race as it overflowed with the question more than once. He hadn't expected that, at most he had foreseen an offer of a couple gil or maybe a few blooms. At that point another idea entered his thoughts: Why would she date me?? girl's usually beat me up..

Whatever his contemplations were, they were soon totally overshadowed as from the shadows that had gotten Aeris' consideration a couple of minutes back dark dressed men started to rise up out of the shadows of the entryway. Driving the men was a tall, skinny, confident man clad in a sharp blue suit.

Cloud and Shun analyzed the man intently. His hair was as spiky as his own, however significantly more stubbled, and the shade of his hair flashed a practically fake seeming brilliant red. A couple of light blue threatening eyes went with his elements, which appeared to glint with each of his long intentional steps. In spite of the fact that they couldn't make out the particular looks of any of the men that tailed them, Cloud quickly talked up when the puzzler came into view.

"I don't know your identity, however… ," the Ex-SOLDIER started menacingly, then held back as he saw the suited man's eyes. Cloud delayed. "You don't have any acquaintance with me… ," he attested, verbally processing and asking why the withered man appeared to know him.

Startlingly a picture of blue suited men crossed into his head, all haughty, all singling out individuals for some undertaking while ragtag anxious young men held up to be chosen. A solitary expression commanded his musings.

I know you.

"Oh no doubt… ," Cloud said in acknowledgment. "I know you." He frowned. "That uniform… "

One of the men behind the blue suited one ventured forward, uncovering the exemplary Shinra MP uniform in the light of the congregation. "Hello sister," he said with a grin, gesturing to the glowering Aeris as he talked, "this one's somewhat peculiar."

"Quiet down!" Shun detonated in kind. "You Shinra spy!"

"Hello Reno!" another Shinra warrior yelled. "Need him taken out?"

"I haven't chosen yet," the blue-suited man now uncovered to be Reno reacted coldly.

"Try not to battle here!" Aeris argued to both sides alike. "You'll destroy the blossoms!" She gestured the other way to Cloud and Shun. "The exit is back here," she prompted. With no more merriments, they all took off speedily, leaving a stunned Reno and his three Shinra fighters to consider the new warriors.

"They had… Mako eyes," he considered delicately as he ventured forward systematically through the bloom bed, pounding the blossoms with steel toed boots. Taking note of his friends' roars at his failure to take a hold of the circumstance, he ceased to be icy. "yeah, okay," he said coldly, smothering the giggling. "Back to work, back to work." As he ventured through to prompt to follow he got back to, "Oh!...and don't walk on the blooms."

"Reno, you just walked on them!"

"They're altogether destroyed!"

"You're going to go to hell man!"

"Weapons!" was the primary word out of Cloud's mouth when he, Shun and Aeris achieved the back hallways of the congregation.

"Wha!?" Aeris said as her look upon him changed to one of quirk.

"Weapons!" he rehashed. "Defensive layers.. Armor! Do you have any?"

Venturing into a little anteroom in a rusted divider, she doesn't react anything, "however this-" as she acquired a solitary long metal staff with one evident materia opening. Cloud looked down to her exposed arms accordingly and saw her absence of shield too. He unclipped the Iron Bangle from his wrist (making a point to slip in his cure materia into the protective layer in return for his Lightning) and hurled it to her.

"Here," he said. "Some insurance from whoever's pursuing us." With that, he snapped the bolt materia into his sword, junctioning it to the unremoved All. "We should go!" he told, throwing Shun and the blossom lady by surprise.

Cloud, Shun, and Aeris all climbed up the stairs into the rafters of the congregation, climbing constant until they experienced an elaborate entryway that had all the earmarks of being rusted off its pivots. As they moved toward it, they heard a voice resonate from underneath. "There they are, over yonder!" Reno cried, proclaiming a sudden burst of Shinra from the greater part of the entryways in the congregation, incorporating the one straightforwardly before them.

Subsequent to embracing Aeris in his arms and withdrawing to a higher beam, Shunbun ceased and swung to her eagerly. Similarly as Aeris opened her mouth, she wheezed and yelled, "Shun… there!" similarly as another Shinra climbed to their position.

Cloud spun about and dove his sword descending, thumping the Shinra off the edge. He swung back to Aeris and Shun.

Shun gripped Aeris waist tight, looking over the veritable swarm of Shinra that started to shut in. "It appears that they wont let us go heh." He joked

"What should we do?" She asked with stress as she saw the officers swarming in.

"All things considered, we can't give them a chance to catch us." Cloud supported, recapturing his self-control. He gestured genuinely to her and Shun. "At that point there's just a single thing left." With that announcement, he limited upwards in a superhuman jump to another beam, scarcely clearing the bounce. "Shun! Come on! and Aeris, hold on to him!" he roared, motioning for Shun with Aeris in his arms to take after.

Aeris looks to doubt they will make it..

Cloud moaned resignedly. "OK," he surrendered, starting to slip. "Shun and I will hold them off."

"Right," she concurred and Bun let her go. "Try not to let them through!" And as Shun and Cloud jumped into the shred yet again, Reno's voice gotten out more frustratedly..

"The Ancient is escaping!" he cried. "Assault!" he requested, indicating Cloud. "Get them!"

As a pepper of gunfire impacted through the dividers of the congregation towards the warrior's, the stage that Aeris and Shun was roosted upon started to clasp and break. In one quick movement, the entire of the rafters Shun, Cloud and Aeris had been battling on broken, sending the entire of the structure plunging down to the floor of the lobbies.

Reno halted, motioning for his troops to stop as he saw the falling debris and looked as it heaped down. As he analyzed the mortal fall, he remarked, "Think we uhh... slaughtered them?" as he ventured over from the destruction. He grunted. "They shouldn't have tried us!" With a snap of his fingers, he requested his troopers to search the destruction.

Cloud watched concealed from the most elevated level of the congregation, looking at the bloodletting and cursig at himself for not being fast. He had an opportunity to get her and Shun as the backings clasped, he had fizzled, let them fall.. His exclusive redeeming quality to his bothered state was the way that she was equipped with his Iron Bangle, and the protective gear Shunbun was wearing. Besides, Shun was used to taking a hit and was certain to have survived the fall. Still, with the Shinra dashing through the trash at the clasp they were going, it wouldn't have been long until…

"HECK! HEY!!!"

"EEUGH!"

Cloud reviled as Shuns and Aeris' cry flagged his feelings of dread as two Shinra soldiers captured them generally and tossed them both down. Aeris' shout reverberated through the working as she cringed, debilitated extremely from the fall. "Shun, Cloud, help!" she screamed.

"Damnit!" Cloud whispered, mad at his current stature to help her.

"Hang on a moment, Aeris," Shun whispered and hissed as he is shaking and struggled up.

Aeris was standing shakily before the Shinra, shaken from the fall and preparing her staff to protect herself. The Shinra men just laughed insultingly louder and louder as he drew closer, looking more terrible and abhorrent than a portion of the most noticeably awful hoodlums the young lady had ever observed lurking the ghettos.

At that point, nearly as in a fantasy, the profane giggling was removed as a flaming sword plunged through them both like butter, "sssss FIRE!!!!". Aeris quickly looked to Shun with a reaction of stun and alleviation. With a paralyzed acknowledgment, she sighed, "Thank you.. Shun."

The Mako Saiyan gestured accordingly and groaned from the pain in his neck. Cloud nodded at them from the storage facility he had come to on the congregation that almost met its rooftop. He started to send down a hail of things, old networking mail and rough symbols to remove the Shinra, obstructing Reno and his men at their each move. As Shun and Aeris dashed for the stairs, Cloud recognized another officer almost on top of them, and moved to intercept as well as can be expected.

Aeris and Shun perfectly avoided the fighter blocking access to the stairwell as a barrel crushed unequivocally into his skull, almost contorting it off its body, whispering because of her recently initiated 'Angel' again as she and Shun started to rise the stairs in the midst of the veritable rain of assaults the Shinra was conveying. As Aeris and Bun achieved the highest point of the last flight of stairs, They both understood the following flight of stairs had been completely wrecked and that they was caught.

The officers beneath them detected the situation, and started to climb the stairs after them as once huge mob. They appeared to stalk upwards as one, each progression of the troop flagging their insidious expectations. However when they had started they appeared to end as a last barrel plunged to the tightest stairwell over the swarmed SOLDIERS, sending them into a crazy free for all as the barrel astounded them, everything except obliterating the remainder of the Shinra.

Nearly as in imagery of this reality, a long rope dropped to Aeris and Shun from above, which Aeris speedily grasped onto Shun and Shun wrapping his arm around the lady and clenching the rope. With a tiny bit of a surge, they were raised to Cloud's level, where they instantly jumped off where Aeris grasped harder on her new bodyguard.

Stunned by the touch, Shun froze up and blushed so hard, "Aeris, Shun, Lets go." Cloud gestrured for them to follow. Shun nodded and with him driving Aeris by the hand, the three facilitated themselves through the opening Cloud had made not long ago, and went through it to freedom.

The sun now graced the faces of the three successful outlaws as they developed, really obvious because of the way that the ghettos the congregation had been implicit laid on the edges of the city of Midgar, where the plate was the slightest thick and darkening. As the Bunny, Ex-SOLDIER and the bloom lady laid on the shingles of the rooftop taking in the sun, Aeris started to laugh.

"Aha, hahah.. ," Aeris inauspiciously chuckled. Without turning her head from the sky, she whispered, "They're after me once more."

Cloud spun around to her promptly with stun put all over. "You mean it's not the first occasion when they've been after you?" he about yelled in awe.

Shun looked in shock as well, tilting his head.

Aeris gestured, affirming gradually in a much milder whisper, "No."

Shun speaks, "Cloud.. You looked like you knew those soldiers back there.. who were they?..."

Cloud shook his head, recalling the all around prepared Shinra troopers, and the man in blue that had driven them—Reno had been his name, he knew who…

"The Turks," Cloud said gravely, shaking his head.

"Gee… ," was the main reaction Aeris gave, the young lady now apparently in her thoughts.

Cloud read her looks, ones of bewilderment and weakness, as if she was innocent and did not know her attackers.

"Turks..." Shun repeated, rubbing his tiny chin.

Cloud began to clarify. "The Turks are an association in Shinra," he expressed, provoking Aeris to look and turn her attention from the sky. "They look around for conceivable candidates for SOLDIER."

Aeris' outward appearance noticeably changed, as perplexity mixed with a sort of expectation scratched itself out upon her. "This fiercely?" she panted energetically. "I thought they were capturing somebody." Her hesitance to simply name herself instead of stray from the theoretical just alarmed Cloud much more.

In any case, the Bunny, needing to comfort the young lady's disarray somehow, kept, mixing from his sitting position as he did as such.


"They're involved in a measure of grimy stuff... as an afterthought," Cloud elucidated. "Spying, killing… you know."

Aeris gestured as though in a trance. "They appear as though they do a great deal more than that," she remarked vigorously.

Shun turned his gazed intentionally because of the remark, his eyes appearing to pierce into her. "In any case, why're they after you?" he inquired. "There should be a reason, right?" The way he highlighted the words "should" and "reason" were not lost on the blossom lady, who instantly countered with a chatty comment.

"Actually no, not so much," she shot back rapidly, cutting him off. She started to stand up, with an air that helped her new bodyguard more to remember pride than whatever else. "I think they trust I have what it takes to be in SOLDIER!"

Cloud took the announcement as a kind of joke to his detects as the delicate young lady before him attested that she could turn into an individual from Shinra's most world class battling power. Still, he thought, in the event that somebody like…

"Possibly you do," Shun anwered as pleasantly and happily as he would, he be able to asked, "You wanna to join?"

"..." Cloud glares.

"I don't have the foggiest idea… of what i want to do.. ," Aeris answered mechanically, tossing Cloud back yet again with her adjustment in tone. "Be that as it may, I would prefer not to get got by THOSE individuals!" she burst out quickly, slipping on the shingles of the rooftop because of the feeling contained in the announcement.

Cloud gestured more unequivocally than he at any point had in her nearness. "Lets go!" he told both Shun and Aeris, jumping to a contiguous rooftop. Shun nodded and smile, jumping after and after that swinging to back off down of the top of the house of prayer onto it before bouncing to the following framework and fashioning a way through the housetops of the ghettos.

Cloud had barely started when he heard the heaves and flutters of the lady he and Bun left behind. A scarcely discernable, "Hold up… ," rose up out of the left behind Aeris as she lurched in her endeavors to keep up. Shun impeded from his pace and halted right then on a roost of a little housetop, giving her catch a chance to up.

"S-shun!" the blossom lady wheezed as she at last moved toward Shun, depleted from keeping up with their speed. As her breaths turned out to be more worn out, she attempted to get it together. Swinging to the bunny, she scarcely sputtered, "Shun... Slow.… down… ," grasping her sides from torment. Her shining eyes met his and bolted with them as she recouped. "Try not to abandon me," she pleaded.

As this entire occasion was processed by Cloud, he stood noiseless, half in wonderment and additionally half in thought at Shun and Aeris. At last, another idea entered his thoughts, and he swung back to Aeris curiously. "Amusing… ," he remarked. "I thought you wanted to be in SOLDIER?"

Aeris quickly reacted with a tormented and stunned expression to the absence of care Cloud was appearing to her agony. "UGH!" she shouted with consternation. "You're!!!UGH!"

All the while Shun's and Aeris' eyes both never left every others', every one hypnotized by the other's. "Shun… ," Aeris started, ending the hush without breaking their gazes. "Is it safe to say that you were… ever in SOLDIER?"

The question and its fitness gave the suitable nudge to Shun to break their gazes, abandoning her gazing as he turned away, thinking about his answer. At long last, after an awkward quiet, he thought back and replied, "I... No.." His look met hers once more, as though he were attempting to dive into some obscure reserve of information. "What makes you think that?" Bun asks.

"Your eyes," she said as the look upon his gleaming eyes met her delicately shining ones at the end of the day. "They have a peculiar sparkle… ," she remarked absorbedly, leaving Cloud to think about whether she was reacting to Shun remark or was just seeing with unbridled intrigue.

"That is the indication of the individuals who have been mixed with Mako… ," Cloud said insightfully, giving the sparkle access his eyes start to devour alongside the power coursing through his body, showing up as though they had been set burning. "A characteristic of SOLDIER," he wrapped up.

Bun nodded and he gazed profoundly at her and stated, "At the same time, how could you realize that Aerith?"

"Gracious, nothing," the blossom lady answered as casually as possible, dismissing, moving awkwardly, doing all that she was by all accounts ready to change the subject.

"Nothing… ?" Cloud cut in in any case, the disarray in his voice clear as he moved to scrutinize her once more.

"Right, nothing!" Aeris exclaimed in kind, cutting Cloud off before he could address once more. She bounced up, in a conspicuous show of restoration, and got Shunbun's arm, indicating off into the separation of the ghettos. "Let's continue on! Come on!" she asked, pulling Shun's little sleeve as much as it would permit. With a smile, she completed, "Bodyguard!" and began, inciting Cloud to take after directly behind.

Cloud vaunted throughout the last heap of decline with a twist as he landed determinedly on to the ground underneath him. As he rapidly took in the sentiment arrival on new ground by and by, Shun and Aeris made up for lost time to him in a progression of a great deal less gymnastic jumps, venturing mindfully finally close to him.

"Phew!" she shouted, glancing around at the faintly lit ghettos and the junkpile from which they had all risen. Gesturing, shun broadcasted, "At last made it off!", inspiring a bright look from Aeris. Without any limitation Aeris began north in front of them and brought up, "My home is here." Her demeanor changed as she signaled to the boys more intensely. "hurry now before he comes," she demanded.

Promptly understanding who "he" was, Cloud emerged and led the route north through the winding way. As he drove Aerith and Shun on, he saw the developing antagonistic vibe and decimation of the ghettos. The progressiveness of the terrible state took his psyche back to the waiting inquiry in the back of his brain: how on earth did such an apparently delicate young lady get by in a place this way?

"Aeris… "

It took Shun a moment to understand that the voice that called the bloom lady's name was not his own. He whipped about, and, to his extraordinary shock, saw an imposing, intensely overbuilt man equipped in simply a tank top, shorts, and a green bandanna. His fair skin, made from long years inundated in obscurity, gave him a kind of bumbling, stunning appearance notwithstanding his forceful stature. Shun and Cloud arranged to shield Aeris when, again incredibly, she ventured forward to confront the man.

"Aeris, my sweet," the man grated nasally in a dry, scratchy tone, "who's your mates? Try not to let me know you've brought off with another person and left me wide open to the harshe elements!" The way of the man sickened Shun, as he readied himself, viewing the weird sight with a rebuffed interest.

The man proceeded with, "Now Aeris, we should just not mess around like we generally do and simply let me take you home."

Aeris talked up interestingly. "Precisely what do you mean by home, Hunt?" she requested in kind.

"Come now, Aeris, we're nearer than that. Call me Brandon," the man answered disparagingly, pacing a half-hover around her that absolutely would have framed a full circle had Cloud and Shun not been remaining behind her with a threatening glare in their eyes. "What's a better home than mine," he proceeded, "what preferred place to bring home over mine, where every one of your needs and needs will be totally fulfilled."

"Drop it, Hunt," she expressed limitedly. "I'm not coming. Not at the present time, not ever."

"Come on, dear, don't be irrational," he demanded with a smile. "I'd prefer not to need to have me and my posse make you see things our way."

The main reaction to this was a by and large snicker from the blossom lady, which startled Shun significantly more than it did the frowning Hunt. "Your whole group couldn't deal with me last time—and on the off chance that I recall effectively, I broke three of your ribs," she gloated, swinging her staff menacingly and accepting a highly scared reaction, incredibly. "OH and now I have a bodyguard with me, also."

The scared gaze from Hunt changed into a jeer on her last declaration. "No doubt," he grated. "We took note."

All of a sudden, a vast constrain tore against Cloud's rear. Shun yelled in stun as he felt the straps on his bandolier tear. Cloud's sword had been napped and Shun detected his sword being ripped off his back by an abnormal looking, smaller person who consistently lifted it and giggled with delight before dragging the weapon into the obscurity. Cloud swung back to Hunt in confusion.

"All things considered, I believe that danger's been dealt with," Hunt jested dryly to the three remaining before him. Immediately, he snapped his fingers in a double tapping movement, proclaiming a development of green bandanna clad men to emerge from the destruction encompassing Shun, Cloud and Aeris.

"Why didn't you reveal to me you were stirred up with a criminal group?" Cloud whispered a request to Aeris as he set his back to hers and Shun's and took a battling position.

"Try not to stress," Shun reassured.

"Yeah.." Aerith said, raising her staff. "His "pack" is just around five or six individuals at any given time. I took them all the last time they upset me."

Her confirmations, in any case, gradually ended up being wrong as a great many persons kept on rising up out of the destruction, every one having a gleam of vindictiveness in his eyes. The numbers kept on mounting, until, at last, a drive of forty in number encompassed the dumbfounded Aeris, Shun and Cloud.

Hunt, seeing the stunned demeanor all over gotten out with an unpalatable high pitched, "How would you like my new posse, Aeris?" He jumped up to a level of the wreck straightforwardly over the three before him, a considerable deed considering his size, and clarified, "The young men at Shinra caught wind of our mates' problem and chosen to let me borrow a couple of men—once I give you over once our "fulfillment" was finished."

Cloud felt his blood start to bubble at the negative articulation of Hunt's, barely containing himself as the group pioneer sneered over him, Shun and Aeris.

"Well?" Hunt growled, his belittling aura now overwhelmed by his anxiety, "What's it gonna be?"

"Try not to answer him," Shun whispered to Aeris rapidly as he took a battling position to her back, inciting her and Cloud to do likewise. "Recall that," he prompted, "regardless.. you have the Cure materia. Make sure you use it."

Cloud's eyes started to dash back and forth, looking for his stolen weapon even as the pack encompassed and envelope Aeris, Shun and himself. A flicker of metal, a trail of cowhide, he asked for deep down. As the posse shut in…

He saw a glimmer.

With no postponement, Cloud Strife emitted at his nearest rival, crushing him over his face with the constrain of a prepared military combatant, part open his skull in a spout of red liquid. Giving the body a chance to crumple in a bleeding chaos to the floor he turned his consideration regarding three other pack individuals, all wielding blades and knifes in every clench hand. As the main guy swung out uncontrollably, Shunbun avoided and grabbed his arm, winding so hard that the ligament tore and the arm disengaged with a sickening fly of shoulder being yanked out of attachment.

With astounding skill, Shun, as yet holding the arm of the man, effortlessly fell back and Cloud ran up and seized the mans arm and spun it to the back of the criminal and pushed the blade the cheat still held into the back of his skull, holding it there for a moment before twisting it out and proclaiming a tidal wave of blood from the mortal injury.

The two others, marginally shocked the merciless demolition of their two friends, now all the while assaulted the now-outfitted Ex-SOLDIER and Saiyan Bunny. Both charged weapons first at the two warrior's, shutting separation until their eventual punctures dissipated immediately and inexplicably as Cloud effortlessly flipped over them both to their posteriors. As the two befuddled criminals naturally turned about, they were promptly met with a slice to each of their throats from behind by Shun's two knifes.

Cloud and Shun now was presently adequately equipped: truth be told, with six cutting edges, they was both adequately over-furnished. The Ex-SOLDIER quickly helped this "issue" by throwing sharp knivesat the hooligans that were progressing on him, hitting with alarming exactness as four blades thus penetrated four of the hooligans' necks. The rest of the gang was immediately dispatched by Shun with a flying kick to the face, trailed by a twofold cut to their necks.

In his energy for dispatching the past hooligans, Cloud and Shun both had fail to cover their backs. The oversight turned out to be agonizingly apparent when a hoodlum that had snuck up on Clouds rear dove both of his blades into his back, being redirected from his imperative organs just through the very late impact of the Bronze Bangle that Cloud still had. The cheat then jumped upon Cloud trying to choke the harmed warrior.

"Cloud!!!" Shun yelled out.

Cloud, racked by the torment, could barely center as he felt his air valves being cut off. Assembling the greater part of his outstanding quality accordingly, Shun snatched the arms of the suffocater generally and flung him forward off of Clouds back. As the hooligan thrashed about noticeable all around, Cloud snatched one of his blades and tossed it with blinding rate and exactness as it nailed its objective through its head. He pitifully reached to his posterior promptly and in a last use of struggle he tore the two blades from his rear.

"Cure!"

The spell had fueled Cloud with a charming astonishment as he felt green groups of enchantment mesh their way into his body and mend his injuries. Shun himself instantly spun going to search for Aeris, recognizing the girl at the opposite side of the junkpile wearing a mitigated grin from the achievement of the mending spell. Wondering about the capability of the spell for somebody so unpracticed with materia, he jumped with recharged force and fierceness at his next casualty, going back to fight with Cloud.

Then Aeris, who had quite recently wrapped up a third hooligan, was starting to feel exhausted from the combating. The issue exacerbated itself when four of Hunt's own colleagues risen up out of camouflage in the wreckn and encompassed her position.

"Come on now, Miss Aeris," one of the hooligans warbled terribly. "You know we would prefer not to slaughter you—it'd be awful for the manager."

"Back up!" she yelled accordingly, poking protectively at the flunky.

"Aw, c'mon," another argued, copying a similar tone of the previous, "after Hunt's done with you, we uhhh will get the chance to "consummate" you also!"

The disturbing comment impelled her to punch out violently yet again, just to be frustrated when the man, suspecting the assault, grabbed her staff and wrested it far from her, abandoning her totally unprotected. He brought the weapon up in celebration as he and his comrades started to surround her.

Cloud's weariness was starting to wear him out. In spite of a very strong Cure spell and a truly necessary Potion utilized a short time later, no measure of counterfeit sustenance would keep him battling until the end of time. He and Shun had since a long time ago quit numbering the bodies that had been cut, cut, and beheaded by his hand, just now attempting frantically like never before to discover his sword. He had killed a way into the region from which he had located it only a little time in advance. Incidentally mitigated of battle, he intently inspected the range for any indication of the weapon.

That little devil thing that stole it, Cloud considered. It couldn't have hauled my weapon for any significant distance: it was close to nothing. On the off chance that it got anyplace with it, it probably dragged it, which implies that there ought to be…

And after that Shun had spotted what Cloud was searching for. A substantial engraving was carved into the soil, obvious that Clouds sword had been delayed the ground. He started to take after the way that the engraving cut eagerly, following it over and under the heaps of junk until after a brief time he came upon the thief in a sad state. Wheezing and regurgitating under the heaviness of the Buster sword, it proceeded futile to attempt to drag the sword far from the approaching bunny saiyan.

"You're not gettin' it that simple, pal."

The abrupt expressions of interference were prevailing by the intercession of five clearly prominent hooligans, obviously doled out to ensure that Cloud never laid hands on his weapon again. Their status was characterized in their weapons: two conveyed spiked clubs, another two conveyed smooth, prolonged dirks, while the remainder of them employed a plated broadsword that gleamed even among the diminish light.

Shun responded quickly: he let free with his extra blade at the little hoodlum as yet attempting to drag Clouds weapon away. The sharp edge penetrated his leg, sticking him to the ground and ensuring that he didn't get away. The five hooligans assaulted Shun at a similar minute, however three did not move to guarantee he didn't have a way to Clouds weapon. One man with a club and another with a dirk assaulted from either side of Shun, their swings just redirected scarcely by a look of each of the warrior's blades. The man with the club swung once more, just to be foiled as Shun deftly cleared out and with his Saiyan and Bunny-like nimbleness stepped off to his back and seized him.

As the man with the dirk sliced at the Mako infused saiyan bunny and his recently obtained prisoner, Shun took the club of the man he grasped to hold up under and caught the dirk, lodging it in the weapon. Hurling without end the man and tweaking ceaselessly the cutting edge in the meantime, he ventured forward and drove his blade under the ribs and into the heart of the now-incapacitated hooligan before turning around and doing likewise to the stunned previous club-wielder.

The three outstanding hoodlums, all of a sudden mindful that their two partners had been dispatched by the bunny, surrendered their posts and arranged on assault with a deliberate assurance.

Shun had quite enough time to force the dirk from the club and arm himself with both before the trio was for all intents and purposes upon him. Shun changed himself into the attacker finally, swinging both weapons in a bend and driving the three back. He then focused in on the rest of the club-wielder, bluffing his own particular club downwards to provoke his adversary to endeavor to divert before gutting him while his guard was down with his recently gained dirk.

He scarcely had sufficient energy to wind the dirk out when another dirk cut out hazardously, cutting him over the arm as he withdrew. Harmed and infuriated, Shun drew his two outstanding knifes and flung them at his aggressor, hitting him with them both square in the trunk. In a last move, the bunnyboy flung himself also at the hooligan, bashing him over the face with the spiked club, beating him.

Just the man holding the broadsword remained. Gaging the separation from his position to his own particular characterizing weapon, Shun with his Saiyan rage intensely tossed both his club and his dirk at the rest of the adversary, sending him plunging off the beaten path of the two articles. Utilizing the opening, Shun promptly dashed for the little man he had bound and the weapon despite everything he had.

In a matter of seconds he was straightforwardly upon him. Grabbing the smaller person, he began to pry the sword from his winding down grasp. He had scarcely begun, when a penetrating shout cut him off. This prevention was trailed by the broadswordsman jumping upon them and butchering the smaller person, sending the sword and Shun flying.

Aeris unknowingly jumped as the men encompassing her crawled nearer to her.

With icy eyes and thrashing, arms competing to grab her, their corruption coordinated their appearance and goals impeccably. She dashed her psyche quickly, attempting to discover some preferred standpoint, some approach to escape the dilemma that she was caught in. All she had now was the defensive layer that Cloud had given her, futile as the awful hooligans had no expectation of slaughtering her, lone in catching her alive. Regardless she had her Cure materia, yet it filled an indistinguishable need from the protective layer, making it similarly as useless.

Or, then again isn't that right? Aeris thought as an epiphany hit her at a similar minute where it appeared as though all was lost. A sweet smile wrapped her face as she centered the rest of her mystical capacities into the spell she was going to cast.

"Cure!"

The spell hit the hooligan that had took her staff like a tsunami of reviving feeling. In any case, more critically, as the spell recuperated him it brought down his guard, precisely Aeris' aim. Immediately she was upon him, bringing her staff with reestablished constrain and dispatching the stupified man. She turned on the other men in free for all, assaulting as she never had, breaking bones and pulverizing skulls until each and every foe was legitimately crippled.

As the last man fell under the blows of her weapon, she stood high and glad, tidying herself off in a fulfilled move.

"Drop it, Aeris."

The chilly charge came similarly as a concealed attacker crawled up from behind Aeris and grabbed her, holding a gun to her neck. Hunt gradually positioned the gun as he squeezed it to her head, impelling her to drop her staff as he had beforehand charged.

"Well well, my adoration, we're going to simply walk appropriately out of here, and imagine this senseless episode never happened," Hunt grated menacingly, "or I may simply need to sever my guarantee to the Shinra to hand you over to them alive."

Shun blended in anguish as he came to. He woke up only just as his assailant dove towards him in a wrath, and just scarcely taken off of the path as the broadsword descended and almost separated his neck.

The missed assault conflicted with his adversary, be that as it may, as the sword stopped itself in the junkpile Shun had been arranged upon. Grinning as he seen Cloud running towards his aid, Shun filtered for Clouds weapon, spotting it on a little slope of destruction. Bouncing to Clouds sword, Shun's rapture swung to frighten as he understood that it was dove into the metal practically to the grip.

Getting a grap on the handle by and by, he started to pull at the weapon, edging it out at a moderate yet consistent pace.

The pace was not sufficiently quick, in any case, as the man that Shun had left in his same dilemma tore his broadsword out of the junkpile, and started to stalk towards him.

Shun himself kept on creeping the sword out of the destruction all the more quickly, yet his drained quality just conflicted with him and the rate at which he was prying the sword really moderated while his adversary progressed at a constantly quickening speed. Shun realized that he needed to accomplish something, yet kept on drawing spaces for thoughts.

At that point, as the attacker was for all intents and purposes upon him, Shun acknowledged what he needed to do.

Getting a handle on his sword significantly more tightly and feeling power inside him surge, he yelled, "Jolt!" making a loud stable as a lightning jolt hit the broadswordsman with great power, leaving him scarcely alive.

Cloud came to an immediate halt as he watched that the man was as yet alive also, and was shocking at the person standing and ready, holding his sword was Shun. Acknowledging he was as yet an exceptionally powerful risk, Cloud looked to his sword and knew it would take too long to haul out, Shun understood this as well.

In any case, he did in any case have the knife that he had culled from the perished smaller person.

In a finely sharpened instinctive upheaval, Cloud unsheathed the knife from his side and dashed towards the energized man, taking the cutting edge and pushing it through the neck, pushing energetically until the broadswordsman was completely beheaded, allowing Cloud to sit unbothered in the midst of the throes of blood.

Following a decentlarge portion of a moment or something like that, Cloud Strife walked up upon Bun and recovered his sword from on the enclosure of rugged metal with relative ease, patting Shun on the shoulder and they both embarked to vanquish whatever is left of their adversaries.

As Shun and Cloud moved out of the pit that had detained them, they overviewed the swarms of hooligans about, some simply concentrating on him, others worried with…

Aeris.

Cloud and Shun both fumed inside as they spotted Aeris, now held prisoner at gunpoint by the detestable Hunt, who fortunately hadn't detected the Both Bun and Cloud yet. Centering all his vitality and anger into one spell, and focusing on each and every hooligan and fraud balanced against him, he gave out an incomprehensible cry.

"JOLT- ALL!"

Thunderbolts of outrageous strength and power struck down, in a split second killing the greater part of the substandard foes that littered the field. Hunt was struck hard as well, so hard that he discharged Aeris (sparing her from being stunned through the weapon's conduction) and survived just through the uprightness that he himself was wearing a lot of reinforcement.

The righteousness did not work well for him for long. Cloud disposed of his sword into Shuns little arms and scrambled toward the rest of the pioneer of the hoodlums' pack. Hunt raised his weapon, his last slip-up, as Cloud was actually upon him in seconds. The warrior snatched the weapon and contorted it in the face of his good faith, softening Hunt's arm up the procedure. As Brandon Hunt twisted around in reverse from the agony, Cloud Strife slammed his gun up against his skull, and crushed his wrist, making Hunt consequently pull the trigger.

No measure of reinforcement could have spared Hunt then. The firearm went off at point-clear range, driving through Hunt's head and making a spring of blood spurt from out of his face before drizzling down on the triumphant Cloud.

Tearing ceaselessly the gun from the cadaver and reserving it in the folds of his outfit, Shun nodded at cloud and looked down at the Buster Blade which he was holding and raised it to the air, and spun it effectively in a completing triumph stance.

At that point he and Cloud broken down in depletion.

....

I remember..

Shun Bun after coming to, felt no other sensation than what were his recollections. Flashes of disconnected pictures and sentiments overflowed his awareness and appeared to expend him as he detected his past wash over him in a surge of clashing tears. He encountered feeling over occasions, putting the wishes of the heart over those of the psyche as the recollections came back over and over.

Summers...

Ohkara...

As..Astra…

Cloud himself jarred back to reality and steadied his breath.. Shun sat there in a stun as he understood that the vibes that he was encountering were not entirely limited to those of sentimentality. Lifting himself to his feet in a shockingly simple attempt, he looked upon himself in stunningness as he felt the many injuries exacted on his body start to close and his quality recapture.

"Mmn.. Cloud.. I'm healing..."

The most astounding portion of the entire experience, nonetheless, was the correct way in which his body recuperated. Instead of persevering through the recognizable welcome throb of the Cure spell or Potion, which expelled wounds by horrendously driving body parts into legitimate request and in addition leaving an awful and frequently ugly scar, the sensations were those of a characteristic recuperating—the different cuts and injuries upon his body were being backed off of presence, gradually and easily vanishing until finally Cloud's and Bun'sinjuries had totally vanished, leaving no hint of a scar.

It was whether they had been come back to the state before the fight had ever followed.

As Shun wound up plainly perceptive of that entrancing fact, his considerations shot back to the influxes of memory that had expended him minutes prior.

Shuns's contemplations disseminated yet again as he was overpowered again by the quickening of the mending. Startlingly, it was potent to the point that old scars that Cloud had supported were starting to return to untouched state, forming the warrior's skin into a sort of immaculate flawlessness.

So awestruck was Cloud, that he naturally come to down to his chest and squeezed against it, just to expel his hand disappointedly as a very commonplace throb reemerged.

A few injuries never recuperate…

And now the dull throb merged with his pleasure, the mending halted. All the more precisely, it hurried out of his body, filling each square inch of it with contemplative feeling before taking off as suddenly as it had come.

Before he knew it was even there, it was gone like the wind.

As Cloud's rapture blurred and his faculties progressed toward becoming reaware of the circumstance, Cloud's eyes straightened out to fight availability, just to be dazed by and by as he spied Aeris not very far from him and Shun. With her eyes shut and her slim hands fastened, she doesn't look anything more than secured supplication. Cloud additionally saw that the minor cuts and scraped areas that she had experienced her conflict had been demolished similarly as his had, making him and Shun experience a sudden stun as he understood where the 'Healing Wind' had begun from.

No big surprise she looks so misleadingly delicate and untainted, Cloud acknowledged with a begin.

"Aeris," Shun began, breaking her out of her quiet statuesque frame and making her take a half-furious, half-eased expression at the Bunny as he is making his way towards her.

Assuaged in light of the fact that we are alright, Cloud thought, agitate on the grounds that now I know why…

"You did that, didn't you?" Cloud attested instantly, behind Shun, provoking the young lady before him to dismiss her look down from him, affirming his doubts. He and Shun continued progressing while she looked to the soil underneath, until shun and Cloud was a couple of feet far from her, before proceeding.

"How?" The total straightforwardness and curtness of the question was reason enough for her to think back to him and face the gleam that his eyes radiated again. Supported as she trusted one could be, she chose to come clean.

"I don't have a clue," she replied.

Proceeding before Cloud could talk, she clarified, "It comes at whatever point I require it." She thought back to Cloud tensely. "In spite of the fact that I've never attempted to utilize it with another person before," she remarked while gazing definitively at Shun. Aeris analyzed the young saiyan warrior apprehensively, all the while hunting down confirmation of her craftsmanship and also attempt to stifle a portion of the sickening feeling she was encountering: Cloud was, before all things, still actually soaked in human blood and seeing it made her queasier as time went on.

Cloud had seen this, understanding she was presumably more befuddled and unquestionably more apprehensive than he was. He murmured and sat down among the rubble encompassing him before he started his silly worries with him and Shun being her new bodyguard.

"Aeris," Cloud started, "I have some genuine concerns about the majority of this." Taking a full breath, he proceeded with, "You have the Turks on you and the Shinra gave that Hunt fellow around 40 guys to catch you, and a weapon." The way Cloud underlined the word just made the reality all the more horrendously self-evident: Shinra in its making of a dictatorial state had most importantly things kept firearms out of the hands of regular folks. In spite of Midgar's wild wrongdoing and affinity for murder, the main crimes performed by guns were performed by the neighborhood gangs, which addressed straightforwardly to Shinra. To have a firearm worked as a materialistic trifle of associations with Shinra: to have one implied that one was a upstanding man.

"Furthermore, to finish everything off, you have capacities that would work as military-type healing spells, and without the set backs that accompany them," Cloud got done with, leaving Aeris confused at the blast of allegations that she had no real way to disprove.

Cloud left her in her hush to stroll over to Hunt's crisp carcass, seeing the two guards that he wore on every wrist. Tearing the two unrivaled bangles from the body, he hurled one to the clearly tormented young lady. "Catch," he said as the defensive layer left his hand. "Thats a Titan Bangle—extremely solid defensive armor," he stated, snapping the protective layer on the arm inverse his Bronze Bangle as Aeris did likewise on the arm inverse her Iron Bangle. Shun tapped at his own bangle and tightened it. She glanced over to Bun confusedly and then back to Cloud. "In any case, she began, "what you just said… "

"Yeah," Cloud answered. "Yet, regardless Shun and I are accompanying you," Cloud stated, leaving the lady before him astounded as well a Bun himself, this time from joy as opposed to disgrace with aeris. Cloud stood up in the diminish light, letting the blood stream down his skin, marginally decreasing his worn out appearance. "Despite everything.. Shun and I will take you home," Cloud wrapped up.

This last explanation got rid of Aeris' dumbfounded state, and she rose taller than she had throughout the day, whirling her staff before cleaning herself off and blazing a splendid grin at Cloud and Bun. "Much appreciated, Cloud and Shunbun," she said benevolently before indicating toward the path they both had been heading in what now appeared like a long time prior. "My home is in that direction," she rehashed.

They began on their way once more.

Shun, Cloud, and Aeris were welcomed by the dirty urban center of Sector 5 after not as much as about thirty minutes of strolling. The sight was great in one angle and one viewpoint alone: the lack of activity of everything. The business was lazy, best case scenario, with every individual stuck in a veritable groove. The main change that went to the spurned place was the periodic executing and killing, and just the newcomers were just the slightest upset by that.

"Shun," Aeris called to him from down a street, as of now having travelled into the unmoving residue of the city. "Come here," she called.

As Shun advanced over to her, he started to make out her facial elements. She appeared to be more genuine than expected, additionally appeared to contain a measure of expectation. The purposes behind such expression ended up plainly clear as he understood that she was gazing into a substantial pipe; as he drew nearer, she motioned for him to do likewise.

"This person is sick, bun," Aeris stated.

Cloud, close by had swung to her with no little measure of perplexity at the last incoherent sentence that Aeris talked. The lady laughed accordingly.

"We allude to every one of the general population who wind up like this in the plural," she clarified, "in light of the fact that they're all so indistinguishable. That is the sort of place this is." Cloud gestured accordingly to Shun as he bun, and Aeris both ventured into the pipe.

Cloud heaved and fell in reverse as he entered the pipe and saw what lay there: for goodness' sake, his own body, from spiky hair to darkening eyes, was sprawled out in the barrel shaped hallway.

"Cloud! Are you alright?"

Shun rushed and helped Cloud back to his feet, driving him to take a gander at the body that lie infront of him. With stun Shun himself understood that the individual inside the pipe looked all like him. The weak was wearing loose, tore pants, with just an orange bandanna wrapped around a clearly harmed head. The main recognizing highlight the man had was a dark tattoo of the number two upon his arm. He groaned and hurled of an unnatural constrain, and moaned incoherently at the same time.

"Would you be able to help him?" Aeris addressed.

Cloud swung to her accordingly, not knowing whether to be charitable or offended that Aeris trusted that he could by one means or another help the man. He looked towards Shun and he just shrugged his shoulders.. Nonetheless, he realized that he would most likely accomplish more damage than great with someone that jacked up.

"Im a fighter, I'm no specialist, Not a doctor," he began.

"No, I figure not," Aeris completed for him, before strolling dejectedly out of the pipe. Shun and Cloud took after nearly, completely puzzled again at Aeris' conduct. The entire occurrence had totally terrified him.

"Cloud! Bun!" were the main words that welcomed both Cloud and Shun when they rose. Aeris jogged over to a bridge with the warrior's close by. Driving them through a curved arrangement of trails and turns, she always consoled them both, saying that they would be at their home in any moment.

And afterward all of a sudden, they were.

A familliar brilliant light that had touched downward over Shun and Cloud when they initially stirred in the church was the primary thing that Cloud and Shun was helped to remember as the duo rose up out of the destruction into the most flawless of spots. Beams of sun cast a splendid shimmer about the entire setting, unobscured by the intrigues of the Plate above and allowed to grow a lavish bed of blossom cultivate underneath it. Shun, in a glimmer comprehended that this place had been worked under the purported "ring" of Midgar's Plate.. the open circle that effectively braced the layered areas of the Plate, implying that there were just inadequate interfacing poles and rafters to obstruct the sun that was so desolate from Midgars plains. Shinra, typically, ensured this would-be sacrosanct segment of land ought to never be found, and purposely conveyed the greater part of their waste and garbage to the ring domain and the encompassing zone. To have discovered such an untouched space was downright a supernatural occurrence, without a doubt.

In any case, a supernatural occurrence beyond any doubt has its advantages, Cloud thought as he panted internally at the house that Aeris called home. To have a house in Midgar was an irregularity, and to have one under the Plate was typically composed off as a dud (and was corrected by the desirous destitute soon enough). Be that as it may, the house before him and Shun was an exceptionally pleasant and comfortable house. Totally made of wood, it had matured well and stood unmistakably in the sun that showered it. More than whatever else, the building seemed like it was strange, a nice house raised in a battle area.

Much the same as the young lady who lives there, watched Shun quietly.

"This bloom bed," Cloud tended to Aeris, studying the peacefulness of the scene with a touch of unease.

"Hmm?," she answered to his implicit request. "This is the place I grow blooms for offering on the Plate." She moaned and glanced thoughtfully around the landscape. "I wish I could invest more energy here as well, however… " Without another word, she similarly as strangely begun towards the little front way to the house.

Cloud and Shun, be that as it may, had spotted something of interest. The disappointed soldier and tired bunny saiayn had since been meandering about the blossoms and realized the magnificence that it exemplified, when a stream of water at the focal point of the bed had gotten Shuns consideration. Turning about, he cheerily took after Cloud and Aeris into the house before him.

"I'm back, Mother."

The finely aged lady efficiently scouring dishes had dropped what she was doing as Aeris jumped through the entryway and welcomed her. Gradually pivoting, she grinned a charming and ameliorating grin to the young lady. The grin started to blur, when she seen the blood-splashed look of Cloud Strife and the disheveled bunny boy enter through her entryway behind Aeris.

Before she had an opportunity to respond observably, in any case, Aeris proceeded with happily, "This is Shun and Cloud. My bodyguards."

The lady's outward appearance changed impressively as she welcomed the individual's whom Aeris had received as companions. "Why, hi," she invited. "I am Elmyra, Aeris' mom." Then her appearance fell afresh as the sentence Aeris had talked in advance started to soak in. "Bodyguard's......? You mean you were followed once again!?" she shouted. "Are all of you all right!?" she doubted. "You're not harmed, are you!?"

"I'm good," Aeris reacted in what her new bodyguard's could see was obviously a show of constrained lack of concern. "I had Shun bun and Cloud protecting me."

Elmyra inspected the men that her little girl had gotten again, seeing through the desolated skin and the possess a scent reminiscent of blood into his gleaming eyes. "Much obliged to you, Cloud," she said likely, then proceeded to look the bunny boy up and down give him a smile, "And thank you, young man!" and with that she continued with, "Don't hesitate to utilize our shower and wipe yourselves off," just before heading into another room.

Undaunted or ignorant of the episode that had quite recently happened, Aeris swung back to Shun and Cloud and asked, "So what are you guys going to do now?"

Overlooking the undeniable implications that the sentence postured, Cloud selected to offer his very own conversation starter. "Is Sector 7 a long way from here?" he inquired. "Shun and I need to go to Tifa's bar."

Charmed by the easygoing way in which the hired soldier had spoken, Aeris suddenly changed the subject. "Is Tifa... a lady?" she asked with an unobtrusive edge.

"No doubt," came the dry reaction.

Aeris chosen to press harder. "A young lady… girlfriend?"

Cloud quickly and clearly felt a string at the question. Attempting his best to give a noncaring demeanor towards the entire thing, he generally shook his head no and looked towards Shun, inspiring the kind of reaction he would not like to bring out—giggling.

"You don't need to get THAT steamed," the young lady (half) kidded. "How about we see, Sector 7?" she pondered out loud, bringing the theme of discussion over into core interest. "I'll demonstrate to you the way i go."

This time, nonetheless, Shun was set up with a rebound to her dauntlessness. "You gotta be joking," he attested. "Why would you like to place yourself in threat once more?.. We finally got you home.."

Aeris was prepared with her very own talkative rebound. "Danger isnt anything new to me," she countered limitedly, with the determination of one that is used to discussions based about safety.

"Used to it!?" Cloud shouted. He moaned, daydreaming yet again as he thought about the circumstance. "All things considered, I don't have the foggiest idea… " he murmured. "Getting assistance from a young lady… "

Sadly for Cloud, the lady before him had gotten his petty comment. "A young lady!!" she yelled in outrage. "What do you mean by that!?" She snatched her staff and waved it in millimeters of his face. "You think that I will simply sit by discreetly in the wake of hearing you say something to that effect!?"

At the last comment Cloud hung his shoulders in thrashing. He thought himself fit for trying to convince aeris to come to her right mind, yet his tactlessness had given her a reason to battle for all womankind on the matter.

"Mother!" Aeris called, giving her voice a chance to resound all through the house. "I'm taking Shun and Cloud to Sector 7. I'll return in a while."

At this the already shrouded Elmyra popped wildly out of the room she had been possessed in and swung to her little girl to challenge. "Aerith," she began, when the look of total assurance all over everything except vanquished her contentions. "I surrender," she said in despondency. "You never listen once you've decided." Just as she was going to pivot, however, she delaying for a minute prior proceeding with her back to Aeris, "Yet in the event that you should go, why not go tomorrow. It's getting late at this point."

"Yeah, you're correct, mother," Aeris yielded.

"Now go and make the bed," Elmyra stated, "and your young companion's can wash up meanwhile."

Shun had now completed the process of placing on the last of his uniform and having Cloud repair the straps on his bandolier when Elmyra rushed in with a pack of towels. The activity made Cloud and Shun naturally prepared for the fight to come be that as it may, giving Elmyra a significant startle as they both flipped away with a consuming sparkle in their eyes.

"Gracious!" the senior lady shouted, giving the towels a chance to shudder to the wet floor. Cloud, in the wake of acknowledging what a startle the lady more likely than not had, advanced toward her encourage and started to help with pulling the towels from the wet floor.

Shun looked away, face red as an apple.

Elmyra, in any case, hadn't made another move, her eyes dependably on Cloud until he had stowed the remainder of the towels away and swung to look at her in kind.

"That shine in you and your friend's eyes… " Elmyra whispered delicately to him, making Cloud acknowledged precisely what had startled her. "You're both from SOLDIER, right?"

"Better believe it," he said resignedly. "Or maybe I used to be… and Shun? No.. He is a weird puzzle i am trying to solve."

Elmyra stood quietly there taking a gander at him and appeared to make some kind of judgment. At last, she talked. "I don't know how to state this," she stammered gradually however sternly, "But, might you and your friend be able to please leave this house tonight." She wavered. "Without saying anything to Aeris," she wrapped up.

Cloud made no sound as he combed past her delicately and headed upstairs with Shunbun in tow.

"You have to traverse Sector 6 to get to Sector 7," Aeris trilled when her bodyguard's came to the top of the stairs. "Division or Sector 6 is a little unsafe so you would do well to get some rest this evening." Cloud gestured back to Shun in certification and they both took after Aeris to the visitor room, not ready to hear her uplifting statements and consolation as he concentrated all his vitality on the current situation.

"Shun.." Aeris said in a bizarrely uproarious voice, snapping him back to reality and him now noticing they have reached the visitor room. For a minute she got his look and grinned the magnificent grin that Shun had as of now been acclimated to her using as a part of the brief span they'd known each other. "Goodbye," she at last stated, before turning to the stairwell and advancing down to wish her mom goodbye.

Shunbun kinda knew where he was, yet it wasn't enlisting in his mind. Something like out of a fantasy had him, it appeared, and his decisions were winding up noticeably more restricted as his encounters were developing more out of control and more out of control.

Leave this house tonight....

The warrior known as Cloud Strife moaned.

"Sheesh man… "

Shun feels sensations from a reality and dream coinciding together in what appears to be welcomed to a comfort…

… of rubbing.

Shunbun jumped and pulled back as he saw his body was being jabbed and rubbed by awkwardly agile fingers. Pulling back from the squishy vibes that attacked his detects, he stammered rapidly over into reality with a glimmer.

"Huh… owww… !!" he shouted out as he understood what was being done to him.

"Awaken!" Another slap was thusly conveyed to Shun's body, upsetting him slightly. "Wake up!"

Tweaking open his eyes, Shun pushed back his attacker and jumped up on the vast bed in his room. Hoping to perceive what ought to have been his "companion" for the night, he was absolutely stunned and appalled to have his eyes meet a stout individual wearing only a couple of underpants. The lady that he had been with before was standing aside, her outfit clearly tossed back on in a surge.

Shun's muscle-bound poker, be that as it may, was in a delighted kind of state of mind, as he floundered back on the bed at seeing Shun's face, Cloud is dead asleep still. "Phew, I'm so alleviated," he stated, a smile radiating from ear to ear.

Shun attempted to stand sleepily, clearly shaken from the rude awakening—and that's only the tip of the iceberg. "Bubby!" the stout man cried as Cloud lurched up awaken. "I heard you broken down," he declared, uncovering a tinge of genuine stress in his voice.

Shun was starting to truly observe that there was something odd about this character, and started to amaze away as fast as possible. As fast as he attempted, he stumbled in reverse over the stinger of his future bumble bee, making the stout person pant yet again. "No, no, no," he exhorted seriously. "Try not to get so edgy."

"Shun, you alright?" came Cloud's just endeavor at a reaction.

"Well… ?" the husky man talked as he obfuscated Shun up from the floor. Looking at Cloud for a minute, he appeared to think about something that made the smile all over seem more extensive than at any other time. "They say youth is so long yet so short," he broke out while holding Shun's arm firmly. "How about we do as well as can possibly be expected."

"The name's Mukki," coincidentally, the man presented himself before making a fast exit similarly as a parade of bumble bees went into the room. In less time than Shun and Cloud both even suspected conceivable, they both was moved out of the room with Shun scarcely had enough time to catch the article of undergarments that the bumble bee had fail to put on between her wild shouting.

"Come along, please," another bumble bee peeped, channeling them both past a ramshackle sign that shined 'The Group Room' into a sparkling white spa.

"Goodness… ," Cloud mumbled, looking at what must be one of the cleanest situations he'd ventured into in years. While Aeris' home alone after every one of his voyages had been dazzling, this was out and out unblemished.

"In view of the burden with your last room, we thought it reasonable to make it up for you, crap… I mean, sir… " the bumble bee clarified, trussing Shun up with a couple brushes of her stinger.

"Should we start?" she questioned. Accepting no quick reaction, she proceeded with, "I figure since you two picked this room, would imply that you… "

She delayed. "Not like being apart?"

"I'm use dto being distant from everyone else," Cloud snapped honestly. Shun was charmed at what was in store for him.

"Good, OK," the young lady consented, backing off from Cloud. "C'mon, everybody's holding up."

"Everybody?" Shun shouted as a foreboding feeling blocked what was to come.

"Here they are," the lady proclaimed the warrior's dormant feelings of dread by exhibiting a swarm of tight, clothing clad, muscle-bound men lead by Mukki himself.

"Okay, everybody."

"One, two! One, two!

"Better believe it!!"

"One, two! One, two!"

Mukki rectified himself up as respectably as possible, making a decent attempt as he may to keep up the looming grin crawling its way once again into his cheeks. "Wassup!!" he yelled, regardless of the reality he was just a trifle far from Cloud and Bun.

Cloud could clearly observe that Mukki was attempting urgently to keep himself formed as the grin scratched itself into his and his comrades' faces.

"Goodness man… " he verbally processed, not thinking about wracking the nerves of the folks before him. "What would it be advisable for me to do?"

What sort of a question is that? he shot appropriate back at himself. "I have no opportunity to mess around with you," Cloud spat at the newcomers with malice, grabbing Shun's hand. "Outta my way!"

From this show of hostility, in any case, Mukki was not phased. In spite of his tension from the get-go, he evidently knew how to deal with those not well disposed to his sort of... services.

"Try not to be so humiliated!" he chastised between jeans. "dont be so tight, bubby!"

Giving an extraordinary hurl, he turned Cloud's body to ice as he blasted, "How about we wash off all our sweat and soil together!"

"WASSUP!!" every one of the men blasted as they focalized on Cloud and the bunny boy Shun in the midst of his veritable shouts of dissent.

Cloud attempted to cut himself off from all inclination as he felt a swarm of what could have been viewed as "energetic" touching as he battled off the desire to butcher the lot of the intruders.

"C'mon, keep a level head…" Shun said to Cloud.

"Bubby, you're the cozy sort, huh!!"

If it's not too much trouble

"Goodness!! Would you take a gander at that!"

Making a decent attempt to not consider the state he had been set in, he and Shun felt themselves introduced the jacuzzi at the most distant end of the spa. Gradually they both winded up in a cluster of mass that must be viewed as a plague to Cloud.

"Isn't washing incredible? It alleviates your heart." Mukki said so anyone might hear as he extended the extent that the little space could support, choking out Cloud and Shun much further in the situation regardless Cloud himself couldn't accept was going on.

Mukki turned his make a beeline for Cloud's after a short interruption. "How is it, bubby!?" he shouted eagerly. "Can rest easy, huh?"

The world whirled for Cloud and Shun, in spite of the fact that this time shockingly completely grounded. "I don't feel so hot," he whined with a clue of sickness. "Let me and Shun.. go...."

Mukki prodded him joyfully as he comforted, "You'll get accustomed to it. Have a go at tallying to ten."

"Ten… ," Cloud started. "Nine… "

"Hello bubby, how old are you?" Mukki requested that while squirming to meet Cloud's face, a scrunched chunk of firmly shut eyes that noticeably shivered at the bodies around him.

"Eight… twenty-one… ," Cloud replied between his breaths.

"four...teen..." Bun also replies.

"You're not as much as a large portion of my age," Mukki provoked energetically. "I'm so desirous."

"So how 'bout it… ?" Mukki gone ahead, checking whether he had made his pitch. "Do you wanna join my 'Young bubby's' gathering?"

"Seven… six… possibly in another life," Cloud answered coldly, grasping onto Shunbun's hand as he smashed the affinity of climate that Mukki had endeavored to build up.

"All things considered, if that is the manner by which you feel… ," Mukki trailed off, "thats awful. We have an outing arranged at a lodge out in the country side."

"Five… four… three… two… one… ," Cloud completed the process of numbering. "Okay, that is ten. I'm gettin' out."

Standing up, he thumped aside the heap of men with Shun's hand in his own while Mukki challenged behind him. "Why not stick around and play a bit? Daddy's so desolate… "

Reluctantly, however, whatever remains of the folks exhausted the pool and arranged in a line similarly as Cloud and Shun had got done with dressing themselves yet again.

"Bubby!" Mukki cried belatedly as Cloud and Shun left. "This is vital to me."

Before Cloud even acknowledged what he was doing, Mukki all of a sudden reached down and yanked off his briefs with a sickening tear, leaving him absolutely in the buff.

"Here's a keepsake of our time together!" he cried as he gave him the sweat-soaked piece of attire, which practically made Cloud choke at its sight.

With not a word more, Mukki drove the gathering men out in a streaking obscure, leaving the shaken Cloud with just the cloth and the underwear.

"This is SOME clothing… ," he murmured, analyzing the two textures. "Should I...wear this… ?" he pondered in dismay.

"All things considered, if it's to spare Tifa… ," Shun said to him, "I figure there's no chance to get around."

Cloud rectified himself up, and left the room as discreetly as possible with Shun. His first impulse was simply to dart out of there as fast as possible, yet his assessment changed as he looked towards the back and an isolates entryway that left no inquiries to what it was.

Well well well..

Walking through the entryway of the Honeybee Inn's changing area with little display, Cloud and Shun saw the collection of chemicals and aromas used in the charm of the alluring fascination. Crawling up as apathetically as he could and gulping his pride in the same stark redundancy that had devoured him throughout the previous 24 hours, he squeaked out a demand.

"I have some help to ask of you," he said to a half-dressed bee girl on the closest stool, who was totally caught up in her own particular appearance. "Will you put cosmetics on me as well?"

"..." Shun's eyes widened and looks at Cloud.

"Without a doubt, hon," the young lady answered as she came to over and mechanically started to apply the cosmetics, her eyes not dashing much from the mirror. Obviously not seeing precisely cloud's identity, she asked absently, "Put on your fingernail polish, huh? You must spread it out, girl."

Cloud considered gesturing or saying something, then reconsidered it as more cosmetics was used on him. Lip-Shine, lipstick, some blush, it gave the idea that more WAS more here, paying little heed to who the young ladies were.

"What's more, that ought to… ," the young lady begun as she connected the last measure of sparkle to Cloud's face when she spun around to check her handicraft.

That was the point at which she understood Cloud was a man. "Goodness… my… "

Not setting out to look in the mirror or stick around for the following confusion, Cloud corrected himself and made a hurried withdraw, holding Shun's hand.

"Uh, sir!!" the bouncer of the Honeybee Inn talked reluctantly. It had taken him a short timeframe to find out Cloud's sex because of his new facial embellishments, despite everything it confounded him to abating his typically authorative and quick discourse.

"It's practically shutting down time… ," he said out as he tilted his set out toward a moment perspective of Cloud's and Shun's face. "please remember any of your individual possessions."

Just a single thing I'm missing, Cloud thought before he halted himself and Shun short. That wasn't his standard state of mind.

Yet of course, After investing your energy in a jacuzzi with a gathering of close exposed muscle heads, seeing a young lady is absolutely a help…

The exact lady who fit that depiction was caught up with selling whatever remains of her blossoms to the horde of individuals who promptly snapped them up for far over the asking cost. As she made her last deal, she got a look at Cloud and Shun from a remote place, and stomached the desire to blast out chuckling as she constrained out a call.

"Hello, Bun!! Cloud!!" she cried. The men around her fled as they heard the call and saw the figure approach from dread that Cloud always transmitted.

"I see you were... Busy," she watched and chuckled as she ran up to Cloud and Bun. Overlooking the hit, Cloud came to the heart of the matter.

"Now is the ideal time," he said. Aeris turned genuine on an edge similarly as he had.

"Right," she concurred.

Shun chimed in with, "We should hope for the best."

The three partied up and set out toward the Clothing Store.

"I guess you made some money off those numb-skulls out there, right?"

"Gracious, no doubt!" she agreed, uncovering a bag of money that she hurled to Cloud from in the face of her good faith. "Aside from your companion, Johnny. I gave him a blossom and a touch of cash to get him recovered."

Cloud expressed a discernable moan and rushed on with Shun in tow.

"Aren't you going to change?"

"Huh? Me! N-No"

"Not you bun! Cloud"

Regardless I don't know how to get into this thing…

"Alright… I'm prepared."

It does not help that I'm a repulsive liar.

"Try not to stress so much, I'll help you."

Goodness, if it's not too much trouble let me at least keep my pride…

"AH! It's wonderful! And all genuine silk!"

That relies on upon your perspective, isn't that right?

"Phew… this sword is substantial, however! Also, it's tied ideal in! Cloud, help me prop it up."

Never thought I'd see the weapon in THAT way…

"Hey, now let me wrap you in. Cloud! You need to relax up a bit!

Apologies, I incline toward keeping my sanity.

"We bound the unmentionables around the… other texture. Make a couple of tufts break around here and there, and's will undoubtedly start intrigue. Keep still… "

I hope that you washed that other texture.

"What's more, now for the Cologne that the woman gave you. It resembles fragrance or perfume, yet its for men."

What's the distinction?

"It's implied that it's a considerable measure more stronger… "

Figures…

"Gracious, don't jump! I didn't intend to swat your eyes!"

Is this essential? C'mon, I had two cleanings today—in spite of the fact that I feel a ton dirtier after the second.....

"Wrap everything up… "

H-EY… that is.. very tight! rghh…

"Give me a chance to fix up your hair, Cloud—the wig must fit on your head, alright?"

I trust you tidied that up also… that place was nasty.

"Annnd we finish this up withhhh... A tiara… "

What are those? needles? I'm happy I'm wearing a wig!

"Done!"

Aeris waved her hand outside the stall to flag the two hopeful tailors, who were anticipating the consequences of this intriguing trial.

"They're sitting tight for you, Miss Cloud and Mister Bun~." Aeris took Shun by the hand, making him hold Cloud's hand and drove them both out to the group of onlookers past.

"Well, not terrible," the shop proprietor remarked, gesturing his head. "This might be another business for me. And you two make a good looking couple."

Shun tries to interrupt, "WHAT!! IM NOT-"

"Yep! you're correct dad," his daughter concurred, as pleased with her father as she had ever been. "Would it be advisable for us to attempt it?"

Her dad gave her an idealistic look. "A debt of gratitude is in order for indicating us something new," the young lady said joyfully at the result. "My dad has his inspiration back at this point. So the dress is on the house."

Cloud sighs, and continues to hold Shun's hand "Could I have a mirror?"

"Without a doubt, beyond any doubt," the shop proprietor said. "There's a full-sized one, directly here… "

What's more, there "she" was. Cloud Strife with "her"... "Significant other" Shun, revamped a transvestite by a strange flower lady for the sake of Tifa. Cloud's face was absolutely without its unique flavor, the once generally characterized cheekbones conditioned out of acknowledgment by redden blush and sparkly glitter while whatever is left of the cosmetics rendered him a pale skinned person.. Akin to an albino. The luxurious kimono covered up and lifted the masculine physical make-up while the sword, going about as placeholder, kept Cloud stark still while elaborate trappings burst forward from the thing like bended sparklers—likewise serving to again darken the man behind the veil. The wig coordinated his own hair shading and was styled, separated, and made into ponytails. Finished with a shining tiara and a provocative scent, the charm was convincing to the point that even Cloud needed to quietly concede…

Wow, I would've tricked me…

Shun bun himself, observing the tranny Cloud.. he was without any shadow of the doubt is blushing red as an apple.

Taking a couple of unbalanced and heedless strides, Cloud thumped loudly over the floor in a way that, while maybe suited to his ordinary attitude, was altogether unseemly considering his present clothing.

Aeris laughed. "Shun, Hold her.. Make sure to walk all the more pleasantly like… this," she prompted, playing out a light arrangement of ventures from heel to toe. "Miss Cloud and Mister Bun" she included with a grin.

"What do you mean... pleasantly?" Cloud asked, neglecting the last 50% of her remark. He endeavored to imitate her developments while holding onto Shun, which, while a change from his first developments, still wound up being not as much as alluring.

Aeris, in any case, either didn't see or couldn't have cared less about Shun's little arm around her waist. "Gracious you two are so adorable, Miss Cloud and Mister Bun" she said truly, spouting over the couple as though they were a tiny doll.

She likewise appeared to notice her own particular humble articles of clothing, and grimaced as the correlation with Cloud's more current apparel struck her. "Aaah, I need one," she moped. "Do you have one that'll look great on me as well?"

The proprietor's little girl gotten an lime-green undertaking. "How about this?" she inquired.

"What about that one?" her dad said at the same time, calling attention to a butterscotch hued frilly assortment.

"Father, what are you saying? This current one's vastly improved."

"No, No no no. This one."

"I need THIS one."

Aeris snatched her own pick of the clothes from the rack, and hastened off into the changing area, leaving both father and girl dismayed at the decision.

"Give me a sec," she declared, including, "No looking!" to everyone.

In the span of a moment or so, she returned, wearing a red flamenco just hung over her unique outfit. Not content with a negligible change of dress, she had additionally loosened her mesh, giving her long hair a chance to hang free and thrash outwards. She played out a standard whirl, and looked at the four spectators.

"So? How do I look?" came the eager, inescapable question.

Cloud just murmured and shook his head in dejection.

"Goodness, you're unpleasant!" Aeris moped.

"Shun!?" She turned her eyes on him.

The saiyan bunny smiled widely and turned red and nodded, "You're looking very beautiful... Umm.. The more we wait.. Tifa..."

Cloud nodded back to Shun, "Lets get going."

The passageway to the Don Corneo's home diminishing its lights as Cloud and Aeris started their way to deal with the pitiful place. Spying them as they ventured into the melting away glare, the concierge perceived Aeris and saw her "companion's" drawing nearer.

"Damnit!!" he shouted as he spotted Cloud and Shun. Before Cloud could respond in any hazardous way, he proceeded with, "I am taken!"

"Come on in, come on in!!" he welcomed them, calling inside, "Two women and a pimp coming through!"

The swinging doors augmented, and Cloud, Shun, and Aeris ventured into the extravagant vestibule of the inside. Dissimilar to the erratic plan of the Honeybee Inn, this was embellished with real things of outrageous worth. Still, the whole outline put on a show of being liberal and at last cheap.

The perception was carved even on Cloud's elements, in spite of his storm of cosmetics.

"Hello, women and sir" a smooth and guileful man invited Shun, Cloud and Aeris, who was attempting his best to put on a pleasing face. "I'll go and let the Don know you're here. Hold up here. Try not to go meandering around… ," his voice trailed off as he slipped into a side hallway, leaving Bun, Cloud and Aeris to their own particular gadgets.

"Okay I think we are clear," Aeris whispered as the entryway closed with a tick. "How about we find Tifa."

"How would you propose we do that?" Cloud reacted, looking over the horde of meeting entryways and foyers.

"Well… what about checking this?" Shun stated, grabbing a little dark book that the man had abandoned at the secretary's work area. Flipping it open, it uncovered a log of the considerable number of exercises directed in the family unit, genuine… and something else.

"All things considered, that is by all accounts a bit credulous of him, doesn't it?" Cloud pondered as he moved to Shun and also skimmed over the book for any indication of where Tifa could be. Following a moment or so of looking, Shun scrunched his face in dissatisfaction. "Her name's not in here," he said.

"Well.. She would not have used her genuine real name," Aeris proposed. "Shouldn't something be said about a nom de plume?"

"Well… goodness, I have something!" Cloud stated, his eyes illuminating. "It is Angelica Jules! the same name on her Shinra ID!"

"Where is she?" Aeris inquired.

Cloud ceased. "The subjugation and dungeon chamber," he read seriously. "The second floor, third entryway down." Shun finished.

"Goodness… ," Aeris mumbled. "We need to hustle."

Sneaking up the stairs as unobtrusively as possible, the three transformed through the third entryway into an obsoletely styled cell chamber, with a long and limited staircase driving down into the wet black market underneath.

"Tifa?" Aeris called as she dropped, while Cloud ended up plainly quieted as he pondered what Tifa was doing in a place this way—and maybe significantly more at how she would respond to his appearance. Shun just hung onto Clouds hand.. almost instinctively.

As Shun, Cloud and Aeris went further down, the diagrams of the dungeon turned out to be more characterized: an expansive outstretched table with ropes dangling on the closures, chains strewn about from hanging positions, and upset flagons of salve and liquor spotting the room.

All exceptionally exasperating in their own particular rights. Along these lines, Cloud appeared to make one wonder once more: where was…

Tifa!

noticing Tifa from a mere look, Cloud maneuvered away and ducked into the corner, however not without her taking note. She ventured gradually towards the covered Cloud, when Aeris ventured out into the light and presented herself.

"… Tifa?" she talked up, moving toward her carefully. Her hesitance was increased as the odd expression that Tifa was in gotten her attention. The sapphire-blue "dress" that she donned was scarcely covering her unmentionables—it was provocative to the furthest reaches of stun. Indeed, even Cloud ended up staring at the sight from the dimness unbidden. He could barely trust it was her.

"Tifa.." Shun smiled at her.

"Nice to meet you," Aeris kept, transforming the still quiet Tifa into the uneasy one. "I'm Aeris Gainsborough. Cloud and Shun revealed to me a great deal about you."

"… Who are you?" Tifa spoke the first run through. She unmistakably distorted her eyes, as a start of memory was starting to spring up inside her. "Hello," she started with a pant, "you're the one with Cloud and Shun in the recreation center… The park.. "

"Right," Aeris affirmed, getting nearer, "with Shun and Cloud."

Tifa ingested this data temperately as she endeavored to assemble the pieces in her psyche. "Ah.."

"Dont stress," Aeris interfered with her noiseless consideration. "We just met. It's nothing." The words conveyed a quality of consoling, in any case misleading tone.

"Can you signify, 'Don't stress'?? Stress about what?" Tifa asked logically as she recouped from the feeling that had started to slip out of her shell. As Aeris talked once more, Tifa proceeded with, "No, don't misjudge. Cloud and I grew up together. Shun is a boy we are helping to get back home. Nothing more."

Unconvinced however fulfilled for the occasion, Aeris appeared to recollect at that correct second that Cloud was all the while prowling in the shadows, keeping a close eye on them and Shun. Feeling a string of blame, she said astutely, "Poor Cloud, standing here and tuning in to the two of us call him and Shun nothing."

She held back quickly, turning once again into the obscurity far from the bewildered gaze of Tifa. "Right, Cloud?" she called into the haziness.

Rising up out of the shadow in the haunting shadows that made Tifa know it was he quickly, Cloud give his eyes down a role as he moved amongst Shun, Tifa and Aeris.

"Cloud?" Tifa's acknowledgment dispersed before her eyes as she attempted to think about the Cloud she saw remaining before her. Doubting her eyes once more, she inspected him intently.

It was just when she lifted his head up to hers, and investigated the unearthly gleam of his eyes that she was certain it was him. "Cloud!?" she cried, now more out of stun than purpose of request.

The womanliness of Cloud in its full grandness was displayed to Tifa, staggering her with its articulate convincingness with Cloud's balance. Raising an eyebrow and her voice to significant levels, she cried, "Why are you dressed that way? Also, what are you and Shun doing here?"

She ceased in the blink of an eye, before meandering on once more. "Disregard that, what transpired after the fall!? Are you and Shun okay!?"

"Tifa, allow me to clarify.." The low and bleak voice exuded from Shun, quieting Tifa and enabling him to take help in the gathering.

"Cloud is dressed this way… on the grounds that there was no other approach to get in here," Shun said out.

Cloud clarified and Chimed in. "I'm okay. Aeris bailed me out."

"Goodness, Aeris did… ," Tifa started before Cloud's gaze moved her noiseless face.

"Tifa, clarify for us please," Cloud expressed restlessly. Despite the fact that as fragile a command e as could be, it was a summon in any case, and Tifa knew it. "What are you doing in a place this way?"

"Definitely, ummm… ," Tifa muttered, her eyes shooting intensely as Shun, standing next to Cloud examined her.

"Ahem!" Aeris talked up, conveying thoughtfulness regarding herself. "I'll simply plug my ears," she reported, lurking into the shadows to give them protection for the exposures to come.

"I'm happy you both are alright," Tifa said softly, her delicacy doing little to give a false representation of the stress that had originated from Cloud and Shun's fall.

"appreciated," Cloud answered, softening a bit all alone. "What happened?"

"When we got over from the Number 5 reactor, there was this odd man," Tifa started, her tone showing precisely how "bizarre" he really was. "So Barret got him and crushed some info out of him."

"That is the point at which the Don's name flown up," Cloud supplemented, taking after well up until this point.

"Yeah, Don Corneo," she nodded. "Barret instructed me to allow the pig to sit unbothered… "

Tifa halted quickly, as though she would not like to think about the potential outcomes dwelling in her own particular personality. "Be that as it may, something's been pestering me."

"I see. So you needed to get the story right from Corneo himself." It was unsurprising of Tifa, Cloud admitted to himself, yet very irritating.

"So I came here," Tifa continued, "yet now I'm stuck a predicament. Corneo is searching for a lady to marry. Consistently, he gets three young ladies, picks one of them, and after that… "

Tifa moved awkwardly in her noteworthy pieces of clothing. "… and, well...," she battled, before shaking her head. "Anyway, I must be the young lady.. bride… or I'm out for this evening."

"Sorry… ," came a piercing voice from the shadows, trailed by Aeris with a blameworthy expression coating her temples. "I... I overheard you..."

Cloud, Shun, and Tifa had no opportunity to respond as Aeris expressed rapidly, "On the off chance that you know the three young ladies, there's no issue, right?"

Tifa appeared to consider this, and saw Aeris' not as much as unobtrusive outfit and in addition her own. "I figure so," she consented, "however… "

"We have only tw, right?" Aeris proceeded.

"No, Aeris!" Cloud contributed brutally, shocking the young lady as much as he could inside his keeping kimono. "I can't have you get included.." He squeezed Shun's hand, "Or bun.."

"Really?" she questioned logically with a glare. "So it's good for Tifa to be in risk?"

"No, I don't need Tifa in… ," Cloud began in the blink of an eye before seeing Aeris and Tifa effectively starting to climb the stairs, implying his thrashing.

"Is everything right?" Tifa asked, worried.

"I experienced childhood in the ghettos," Aeris expressed, hauling her staff behind her. Her very own inquiry entered her thoughts as she did as such. "Do you put trust in me?"

"Yes," Tifa addressed calmly, giving Aeris a profound grin. "Much obliged, Ms. Gainsborough."

"Call me Aeris," she stated, giving back the grin.

"Hey!!" The Bunny boy and Both young ladies and their cross-dressing partner turned towards the area of the voice.

"Now is the right time, women and sir," the smooth man called down into the chambers. "The Don is holdin' up for ya!"

He protested. "I advised ya not to meander around… I tell ya, ladies these days… right? ," he sneered to Shun num. "Hustle just a bit faster, will ya!"

"I presumably don't have to ask, however the other young lady is… ," Cloud started anxiously, wanting to see not as much as eager looks.

"This is my girlfriend, What about her?"

Tifa grinned. "They've been together for years "

"…yeah," Aeris wrapped up.

Another moan from Cloud dispersing was the messenger of the four, as Shun, Cloud, Aeris, and Tifa climbed the stairs and strolled into the chambers for the investigation of the Don Corneo.

"Good, women! Line up before the Don!"

Tifa and Aeris responded instantly to the summon, yet Cloud showed psychological slack again holding onto Shun before he arranged thusly. Regardless he had troublesomely creating and adapting himself, and this would have been the huge test.

The 'inspection room' was another bastion of boring stylistic theme. At its inside was a dominatingly extensive mahogany work area, shrouded in velvet. What's more, arranged serenely behind the work area, was simply the unparalleled—Don Corneo.

"Gee! Great, stunning!" the Don, a broad wad of a man and had of amazingly short stature, yelled as he limited onto his work area with an anticipative joy. Decked in a sumptuous robe that appeared to cover everything aside from his genitalia—which stood out noticeably, to Cloud's sicken—his eyes dashed covetously to the three contenders for his pleasurement tonight.

You know, perhaps, quite possibly, he's making up for something… , Cloud kidded internally to himself as he overviewed the truncated elements of both the man and his masculinity before him. All of a sudden, the exaggerated stylistic layout didn't appear to be excessively unimaginable any longer.

Jumping off his work area, the Don moved toward Aeris, making the lady straighten up in a keeping up of her levelheadedness. "Now, how about we see… ," he drifted out loud. "Which young lady would it be a good idea for me to pick? Well - gee - !"

He walked up beside Cloud, looking in at the beginner transvestite's face. "This one?" he scratched, breathing vigorously in his face. Cloud dismissed naturally to the side, baffling the Don a little, yet provoking him to proceed onward to Tifa.

"Or, on the other hand this one?" he pondered, turning to Tifa, looking upward and down, attempting to get a look under the scanty dress. After more understanding, he swung back to show signs of improvement take a gander at Cloud.

Each time Don Corneo saw Cloud from an alternate point, Cloud thus twisted away, both attempting to propagate the signal as one of timidity while attempting to shroud his more "characterized" properties.

"Wow, I've decided!" Don Corneo declared, breaking his look from the steady move of heads with Cloud. "My decision for the evening is… "

Don Corneo connected… and grasped Cloud's hand with a vivacious drive.

"This solid looking young lady!"

Shun, Aeris and Tifa were staggered. Not just at the way that Cloud had been picked—yet that he had been picked by the Don over them. At the time, neither of Tifa or Aeris could help yet feel somewhat desirous.

It was Shun's response that took the cake, in any case. "Wa, hold up a sec!!! THATS MY WOMAN!" he challenged without considering, before contributing his voice short mold. "That is to say, uh, please hold up a minute!" he rethought to the excited Don.

"Wooooo hoo!" the Don shouted again as he limited and pulled wildly at the sleeve of Cloud's kimono, almost tearing it. "I cherish chickies who are already taken ya know! wew!"

The Don satisfiedly swung to his men, tell them to leave them essentially by expressing, "You guys can have fun with the other ones!"

"Yes sir! Much thanks to you sir!" Cloud shivered at the enthusiastic men holding up to guarantee Aeris and Tifa, and trembled as he attempted to keep up his cover.

Aeris has her weapon… and Tifa's dependably good on her own, I presume…

He scowled. Still… I trust they'll be okay. Shun thought.

"well, might we go my beautiful?" Don Corneo asked his new 'sidekick'. He then opened a drapery, and drove Cloud into the main room, neither individual completely grasping precisely what was to follow.

"Ahh, we're at long last alone," the Don murmured happily, slumping down onto the bed in another typically over-the-best setting that was his quarters. But this contained all the scum from the Honeybee Inn to say the very least, as to suit the Don's different hungers.

"Good, pussycat… ," he snarled at the irritated Cloud. "Come to daddy!"

Cloud drew nearer gradually, watchful to hold his boots covered under his kimono. The Don appeared to be significantly more excited by the hesitance. "You're so charming, I never become weary of taking a gander at you," he complimented. "Do you like me as well?"

Cloud didn't appear to recognize what sort of a reaction to give. "Obviously! But.. I have a man." he constrained, not considering whatever else.

"You beyond any doubt do know how to make a person rest easy!" the Don shouted accordingly. Clearly, he wasn't that hard to satisfy. "At that point wh… what would you like to DO?"

Cloud concentrated intensely for a thought or another to attempt to test Don Corneo for info. "Whatever YOU need," Cloud stifled out as he attempted to separate himself before completing, "… daddy."

"OH man!" Don Corneo screeched just as he were fit to blast. "I can't stand it! Okay, then… "

He pursed his lips. "Let me have a kiss! A KISS!!"

Cloud murmured at this request.

He couldn't do this any longer.

"Nope, can't… ," he drawled, wiping the grin from Corneo's face as unexpectedly as it had come.

"Why?" an angry inquiry erupted from a distressed Corneo, shot down finally. "WHAT?! WHY?"

"Because… ," Cloud begun before calmly inhaling.

"I'm going to need to utilize that mouth of yours to give me some info!!" Cloud howled, liberating himself from his smooth shackles. With a whirlwind of tears and tears, he shorn himself of his kimono, uncovering his uniform and also free his gigantic Buster weapon from the sheath of embroidered works of art. A couple wipes of his face and theres the man, Cloud Strife, remained in full greatness before the startled Don Corneo.

"A GUY!?" Corneo stammered. "You deceived me!!" he shouted miserably, his night now certainly turning for the more regrettable.

"Someone get in here NOW!!" he called irately into the nearby passage.

"Sorry, no one'll be comin' to help," was the main answer the poor Don got, before Shun, Aeris and Tifa, now equipped in their conventional garments entered the Don's chamber.

Wear Corneo yowled. "You're the ones from earlier! Wh… what the heck's going on!"

"Quiet down," Shun requested him, "we're posing the questions now." Grabbing him, Tifa pushed the little man onto the bed viciously, pummeling his body against the headboard.

Tifa seemed appreciative to be liberated from her dress as much as Cloud had as she savored her cross examination. "What did your aides discover? Talk! In the event that you don't let us know… "

Cloud raised his knee onto the quaint little bed with his sword pointed suggestively at the Don. "… I'll cut them off," he undermined.

"No! Not those!" Corneo screeched. "I'll talk! I'll let you know everything!"

"So... speak," Shun proceeded.

The Don dithered, then admitted, "I made them discover where the man with the firearm arm was. In any case, that is the thing that I was requested to do."

"By who?" Tifa inquired.

"No- - !" Corneo shouted once more. "If I disclosed that to you, I'd be murdered!"

"Talk!" Tifa yelled at him as she smacked his face brutally. "Tell us or else… "

"… I'll scam them," Aeris expressed straight, thumping the Don off his feet as she raised her leg threateningly similarly as Cloud had done.

"Waaaaah- - !" Corneo shrieked at this threat. "It was Heidegger.... of S-Shinra! Heidegger, the top of Public Safety Maintenance!"

"The Top of Public Safety Maintenance?" Cloud rehashed.

"Did you just say the Shinra!?" Tifa requested with restored energy. "What are they doing!? Talk! Or else… "

Tifa inclined as nearly as she could before grating, "I'll crush them."

"… You're not kidding, aren't you… ," the Don whispered now cringing from the four investigative specialists. "… ohboy, ohboy, ohboy." His words started to surge and stream into each other and his throat ended up noticeably raspy and dry.

"… I'm not playing around here it is possible that, you know," he expressed. "Shinra's attempting to smash a little revolt group called AVALANCHE, and need to penetrate their refuge."

He took a beat for accentuation. "Furthermore, they're truly going to pound them… truly. By breaking the bolster holding the plate up above them."

When the words were talked, the shading was sapped from Tifa's face, as if all life were blurring from her. "Break the support!?" she heaved.

"You know what will happen? The plate'll go pew and everything's going to go boooom!!!" the Don clarified while applauding to his oblivious likeness in sound. "I heard their den's in the Sector 7 ghettos… I'm recently happy it's not here in Sector 6."

"they will wipe out the Sector 7 ghettos!?" Tifa said with sickening apprehension, lessened and unnerved of what was to come. She took a gander at Cloud and Shun with the most helpless and arguing look Shun had ever observed her give, and asked them, "Cloud, Shun... will you accompany me to Sector 7?"

"Obviously, Tifa," Shun said.

"We are with you, Tifa." Cloud answered too, didn't consider much of it now, however when he would think back later he would ask why this was the main purpose of when he was accomplishing something without cash as an end, and stand amazed..

The four all rose up to leave, and were exactly at the foot of the bed when Corneo talked up. "Only a moment!"

"Shut the hell up!" Cloud yelled in irritation.

Evidently calmed by the absence of vicinity, Corneo said noisily, "No, hold up, it'll just take a moment. How would you think rubbish like me feels when they jibber jabber on about reality?"

He kept on meandering. "One: they've basically abandoned life. Two: they're certain they'll win. Or, then again three… "

"They don't realize what the heck going on," Shun added, turning back to the party.

"Close, however no stogie!" Don Corneo shouted.

Furthermore, before anyone could respond, he pulled a lever on the bed, yanking open a trap entryway and sending Shun, Cloud, Tifa, and Aeris all plunging to the sewers that lived beneath.

"How about we trust that APS is hungry...," the Don Corneo growled.

If the condemned natives of Hell weren't so childishly worried with their own torment, perhaps they would have the capacity to perceive how incredible their reality really was. Life itself was what one made of it.. and the favored were sufficiently blessed to understand that to Rule in Hell was to be in Heaven.

The occupants of Heaven would perpetually rule those of Hell. The great would hold domain over fiendishness in the curve of the universe's circular segment. And keeping in mind that the condition of the great was close to a unimportant oppression, it was an equitable oppression in any case.

So existed a similar equity in the oppression of the hold over the frail. The President Shinra confirmed that reality every day. His life of extravagance was no weight for one bound for it. Furthermore, with his clean suit of velvet red, cleaned marble design, rich succulent suppers, appealing music, and immaculate penthouse and office on the zenith of Midgar itself, he would need to state he was entirely appropriate for the occupation.

What's more, the general population merited their destiny if they declined to battle against it. What other decision remained yet to capitulate to it? Indeed, even he knew how to enjoy the more straightforward things, and his outing to Wall Market hours prior was verification of that.

Oh dear, it was the ideal opportunity for another lesson in mastery. "How are the arrangements going?" the President of Shinra grated from over his work area to the mindful representatives.

"Ha, ha, ha!!" was the roared answer from a man fundamentally the same as the President in construct. He, nonetheless, was canvassed in unkempt facial hair that frizzed outwards and was developed in huge full military uniform. Between every one of the decorations and enhancements stacked onto the trunk of the man, all granted indiscriminately and indiscreetly for the sloppiest of exhibitions was a tag that essentially expressed 'Head of Public Safety Maintenance'.

"Easily, easily!" Heidegger, Head of Public Safety Maintenance guaranteed. He smiled as he gloated, "I alloted the Turks to this." The President gestured with endorsement.

"President!! Are we truly going to do this?" an upheaval emerged from the opposite side of the room. Swiveling his head gradually, the President looked over at the inverse figure, a balanced blue-suited man with a long streaming mane of black hair supplemented with a goatee.

The President stayed noiseless and the man proceeded with, this time all the more circumspectly. "Just devastate a gathering with just a couple of individuals… "

"What's the issue, Reeve?" President Shinra requested as he gave his complete consideration interestingly. He raised his eyebrow as he squeezed the man. "You wanna quit?"

President Shinra rose up out of his seat and stepped as close as he could to the nervous Reeve, who appeared to tremble with feeling at each progression. "… N-No," Reeve consented finally as President Shinra fixed the range so that their breaths could be felt by each other.

"In any case, as leader of the Urban Development Department, I have been included in the building and running of Midgar," Reeve declared trying to induce a defense. "That is the reason… "

"Reeve, you ought to flush away those personal issues in the morning!" Heidegger contributed with a criticizing grunt, curving his back in a disturbing posture and snickering at the pointlessness of his complaint.

Reeve held back, taking note of that he was by all accounts totally discounted now. He went after straws. "The leader's against this at any rate… "

"Leader?" Heidegger shouted, now in impeccable stun at such a shaky contention. "He just sits in his building throughout the day sustaining his face! Despite everything you call that a chairman?"

Heidegger appeared to have had enough, and gave a fulfilled salute to the President on this note. "Now if you'll pardon me sir!" he howled, walking out of the workplace.

Reeve just remained there, negligent and broke. He assembled his minds to pursue the meddling Heidegger, however as he moved to leave the President stopped him with his arm.

"You're drained," he watched, taking note of Reeve's tired face and worn down position under the heaviness of his weights. "Why not take a few days off and go some place," he exhorted.

Reeve gestured gradually. Swinging to the entryway, he sneaked outside the thick dividers and advanced down the levels, allowing just President Shinra to sit unbothered.

"We'll annihilate Sector 7 and report that AVALANCHE did it," Shinra plotted, grinning as he envisioned the consequences of what was to come. "At that point we'll send in the safeguard operation care of Shinra, Inc… he... he.. he.. this is great."

The demeanor of the city stifled marginally as nightfall began to fall on the front of Midgar.

Furthermore, the air was the deadest of all at the pit of the entrails of Midgar's sewers, a stench hanging for a lifetime even beneath the ghettos.

So Shun bun and Cloud Strife initially seen as they jarred out of their second fall of the week from the ooze building up their bodies. The fall had maybe been kinder, as the tumble from the ghettos could just go up until this point—yet the care given in their recuperation had been boundlessly more terrible.

Cloud had experienced the throes of nauseation that practically (however just nearly) made him need to come back to the cross-dressing shenanigans from earlier, he hardly heard another voice in an indistinguishable anguish from he.

Faltering over to the black out, fragile coughs he meandered until he stumbled over someone, sending him to the floor again and evoking a moan from the other. Cloud saw Shunbun the bunny saiyan.

"You okay, Bun?" Cloud asked, telling the bunny boy it was him.

"mmn... Im alright.. Im hungry," moaned out the reaction, telling Cloud that the individual to which he was talking was indeed Bun. He wiped off the slop admirably well and wrung out the deplete water, mixing Cloud to do likewise.

"Im okay.. too.." Moan Aeris close by.

As they made their weak endeavors to scrub themselves again that day, they additionally heard the developments of another at the opposite side of the wet entry from which they had plunged inside. Cloud dragged his drained and tired body over to Tifa's, who was simply clearing the remainder of the ooze's mass from her hair.

"You okay?" Cloud asked a similar question to the unsettled contender.

"Man!" she answered in shout, not by any means taking her consideration from their current quandary. "This is ghastly."

Without a doubt, in Cloud's brain, his indiscretion had put them down here. Engaging the swine Corneo and his mischievous inquiries had just finished in a debacle. He scowled and reviled his own particular shortcoming.

"Indeed, the awful part.. is over… ," Aeris put forth in comfort as she saw the practically intangible vibes of Cloud's anger.

The end of this announcement was punctuated by a noisy thunder and a profound moan that appeared to pry at the casing of the sewers. Aeris looked around anxiously and bumbled for her bar, conveying it near to her carefully.

"Perhaps not… ," she whispered, trailed by a significantly louder moan from the profundities of the sewer that raised as an animal out yonder turned out to be increasingly unmistakable in the midst of the shadows and winding light.

Shun's eyes enlarged as he viewed the creature move nearer while Tifa's mouth fixed to shape a solitary word.

"Fuck… "

Cloud jolted his head towards her as she talked that word, and it gradually came to occur to on him that she was expecting this. "Do you know what this is!" he boomed in a voice that practically seemed like an allegation.

"Yes… ," Tifa stated, her fixation rendering her unmindful of Cloud's voice. "It's called an APS.. Meaning Aquatic Patrol Snake. It's a pet of Don Corneo. It manages any… one that refuses him.. he sends down here."

"Damn," Shun said as he got his sword up and prepared nearby with Aeris. "How's your hardware?"

"Got all my stuff from the last fight," Tifa replied. "Be that as it may, beside some new supplies, that is it."

"Right," Cloud said. "We should simply ride this one out."

A quiet rose that infested the deadness of the sewers, and a frightfully quiet climate attested its place over the three gatecrashers of the base rung of Midgar.

And more noiseless still the whole sewer fell for any number of endless time periods, every one waiting inside the four heroes souls to fill them with any number of dread and hesitations. The risk was very close thus exceptionally far away…

So the quiet finished when a shockwave reinitiated the sounds of Midgar in full impact. A short respite, then a quiet surge that rose rapidly over alternate sounds, proclaiming a serpentine tsunami at Shun, Cloud, Tifa, and Aeris.

The four were impacted with a huge force as the wave swept them up, tearing each of them into the divider and immersing them with the sticky substances that they had quite recently been freed of.

As Shunbun drooped to the floor beneath, he tweaked his head up to see a titanic ambling monster in the midst of the calamitous waves. With a debilitated light green skin brought on by years of hardship from daylight and a scent that was appallingly discernible even among the stench of the sewers, it was an immensity in the most genuine feeling of the word. It thrashed frantically in a visually impaired wrath; summoning waves so extraordinary that even it looked stressed and spent, not in regards to the four hurled in the tumultuous storm. It was a monster apparently planned just to kill, not considering the peril to itself or displaying whatever other characteristic by normal animals.

What's more, the purpose appeared to pay off. Cloud quickly considered summoning Jolt, then reconsidered it when he understood the spell would serve to shock him and his companions, for the soupy water could at present lead electricity through everyone it touched.

/Still more Fighting/

"FIRE!"

The beast's appendages suddenly started to moderate and its joints obviously hardened as the lava hot solidifying enchantment worked its way through the serpent's appendages. It just had enough time to yell a frail thunder of anguish before it was totally overpowered by the constrain of the spell.

"SHUN!" Cloud and Aeris shouted, seeing that he was okay. His materia glimmered while he heaved from the force of the spell.

"That is not going to hold it...," Tifa seen as the obsidian shelling broken from the encased animal.

"Then how about we make the most of it while we can," Cloud reacted. He concentrated the greater part of his vitality into this one single spell.

"JOLT!!!" The cry parted the air, catching the rage of the lightning that tore through the obsidian and into the brute's substance, making it shout out in torment by and by as though broiled from the back to front. With a shriek of outrage, the APS got through the obsidian lava shell with a crazy glimmer in its eyes, now doubly overwhelmed by the craving to murder.

It made straight for Cloud, however the Ex-Trooper was prepared, meeting it with a diverting blow and afterward bringing his sword downward on his arm. The creature's flexible scales were its only redeeming quality from the weapon, which extraordinarily just left a slash on the thing.

Cloud and Shun was shocked too, both from the ineffectualness of Clouds prepared blow and the acknowledgment that this just served to madden the mammoth further. He grit his teeth.

"Tifa!" Shun yelled. She looked towards him in uncertainty while he proceeded.

"Keep it distracted for a brisk second!" he yelled. The bunny warrior rapidly offered a go-ahead and quickly jumped towards the mammoth as it was centered around Cloud, aiding him.

Bouncing up its monstrous casing, Tifa jumped on its head before kicking and jumping off in a turn around flip.

The APS halted for a concise second, as the blow had shaken it as well as from the disclosure of what such a diminutive seemingly insignificant detail was able to do. Its wonderment did not keep going for long, as Shun himself exploited the respite by taking a swing at the thing, which felt its face cut from the blow of steel. Tifa then struck the brute over and over, each slaughtering punch forbidding the mammoth to counter. In any case, she felt herself begin to end up noticeably exhausted and fatigued with each blow, as the gigantic edge of APS inflicted significant damage on the lady's effective yet slim arms.

"Cloud! Shun!!" she hollered as she gave the animal an uppercut punch that started the blend of punches over again. "It.. Isnt.. working! How… "

Shun looked around for Cloud, hunting down where he had gone. A wheeze gotten away from his mouth as he spotted him on a progression of pipelines that overhung the wet section. He prepared his sword with an expectation to strike, planning to complete the battle in a solitary blow.

In any case, the concise concentration of Shun's eyes had gotten the creature's consideration also, who, taking after his look, detected the warrior similarly as he jumped descending.

Initially lashing out and stumbling Tifa with its tail to shock her, the animal handed gradually over suspicion. To the awfulness of the young lady before him, the animal swung out and connected with Cloud in midair with its solid arm, sending him flying out in a hail of flotsam and jetsam.

Its attention refocused as Shun slipped and slid in the grime trying to get ready to strike. Its tongue crawled over its lips and its teeth trickled and dribbled with venom as it arranged for its next murder.

As it raised its arm, it was out of the blue penetrated by a snappy shot cruising through the air, sticking its hand to the floor.

Aeris' pole struck like a lance as her understanding to make herself helpful at long last paid off. Hurrying up as fast as he could, Shun swung himself on the speared staff upwards and kicked the creature hard in the face before Aeris throwing out her hand with a yell of, "HEAL! CURE!"

The enchantment recouped Cloud even as despite everything he took off through the foul air. Recuperating his discernment in a matter of seconds, he called out, "SHUN! NOW!" Shun nodded and connected an arm and gotten on to an outstretched pipe, and spun about it to throw himself higher towards the animal with cloud tossing his buster up at Shun.

The APS was going to pry the little burden from its hand and resume itself when Shun's call to war flagged its end.

"BRAVER!!!"

Cloud's sword was prepared behind Shun as he appeared to linger palpably in the air with the energy of this procedure. In the following minute he was falling towards the beast with Cloud's weapon, centering all his vitality into his most effective blow.

The beast never stood a shot, as its head separated horribly from the Mako bunny at his pinnacle LIMIT. Spurts of putrefying blood ousted from the thing as the sword cut the body of the creature—and Shun didn't stop until the thing had been split, obliterating it without a doubt and rejoining it with the sewer that had produced its pitiable presence.

With that done he stooped in fulfillment and fatigue. However minutes after the fact he felt a cool wind appear to elevate him, and with that sensation understood that Aeris was utilizing the Mending winds again to revive them.

Tifa encountered the inclination too, and made her seeing clear. "That's not a Heal spell… ," she began, investigating strangely at Shun, Aeris and Cloud.

"We will speak about it afterwards," Cloud said. "We need… "

"We are past the point of no return," Tifa all of a sudden cut in, fiercely helped to remember the fate of Part 7. Tears started to well in her eyes. "Marlene… Barret… the general population of the ghettos… "

"Try not to surrender, never surrender hope," Aeris said in relief, resting her hand upon Tifa's shoulder. Tifa looked into uncertainly into Aeris' brilliant grin while she proceeded with, "It is difficult to destroy the column, right?"

Tifa felt her own particular idealism revive with a flood of wistfulness that she couldn't exactly clarify right then. "… No doubt… ," she concurred ideally, "you're correct! Despite everything we have time."

"Then we should leave," Shun stated, giving Cloud his Buster Sword and handing Aeris her staff and helping Tifa to her feet.

"Okay," Cloud said as he sheathed his weapon. "But, let's check whether there anything worth taking."

"I only found this," Tifa stated, holding up a sparkling yellow sphere. Cloud gave the materia an intrigued look while Tifa proceeded with, "It's Take materia.. Steal."

"What does it do?" Cloud inquired.

"I don't have the foggiest idea," Tifa stated, looking at it. "It's a yellow materia… which implies it doesn't exhaust any mysterious vitality to utilize." Cloud gestured. A summon materia, which is the thing that the sphere gave off an impression of being, inferred upon its own particular power as opposed to the user's. It was a peculiarity among materia, similar to the purple tinted Free materia—exemplified by Cloud. The contrast between the two sorts was that an Autonomous materia acted from its own understanding, while a Charge Materia could be controlled.

She proceeded with curiously, "Yet I'm not precisely certain what it can do. I've never experienced materia like this."

"Aeris?" Cloud asked, holding up the thing. She shook her head contrarily in a sign of newness. Cloud shrugged and gave it to Shunbun.

"How about we have you hold tight to it," he stated, provoking Shun to snap the materia into his armor. "Yeah, also that team move worked just like we planned hehe!," he stated, looking around as the lesser filth of the sewers started to reassert itself without APS, "Uhh we should leave though."

The corroded iron-bound sewer vent that refreshed at the focal point of the passing had since a long time ago lost the vast majority of its usage. The once secure hooks had been stripped awat by the passage of time, supplanted just by the sticky puss of the profundities underneath. The steam throbbed against the dry metal, making the foul mass ascent and fall in interminable clash, never to be settled and fixed.

save for the mediation of an Ex-Fighter.

Cloud pushed off the impediment before him in a glimmer, moving the dingy rubbish that had kept it secure to sprinkle downward on him and his comrades in a foolish sanctification of waste that finished their stay at the most reduced purpose of Midgar. He stretched out his head towards the sky that was the Plate—its dismal proceeded with nearness surprisingly a help of sorts.

Tifa risen next, trailed by Shun and Aeris, every one of whom laid on the rocky ground taking in the view around them.

For they had infringed upon the most amazing of scenes in all the ghettos of Midgar. A sprawling grouping of disposed of vehicles ensnared the three untouchables, every one an incapacitated train that had once served upon the tracks of Midgar. The no man's land was a huge train greaveyard, an image of the blurring glory that Midgar once was and dependably would be.

Tifa, Shun, and Aeris mouthed noiseless respect to the overlooked tragedy that had been covered in quiet despairing. Cloud essentially looked down as wistfulness floated through his mind yet again, just now free from Aeris' abilities.

"Aeris," he started horridly as he floated from his dream. "Shun and I.. We got you stirred up in the greater part of this… " His temples wrinkled, as he and Shun put her in the dreadful risk that she had never intended to be a piece of.

Or so it seems. "Dont try and tell me to go home now," she said in a request. She looked from Cloud and met Shun's eyes ideally, mixing her with trust and a much more valuable expectation from the bunny boy.

Tifa bounced up and raised herself up firmly on an extra chain, lifting herself in a position to look at the site and find Part 7. "We should see… ," she pondered noisily, "on the off chance that we can move beyond the trains that are lit up, we ought to be able to leave." The faintly starting trains appeared to follow a way back to the home of all the dying things in the world... Sector 7 train station.

"Then through the trains we go," Cloud declared, jumping through an open gap in the side of a train, Shun following. Cloud reached his arms for Tifa while Shun reached for Aeris and yanked them both up through the opening and began the long stroll toward Segment 7.

The trains were ordered in no specific way at all—a solitary train was similarly prone to be level with the ground as it was probably going to be opposite. Experiencing their first locomotive at a 90 degree edge, and supported in the middle of different types of destruction, Cloud and Shun led Aeris and Tifa upwards on a move through the train unit.

"Watch it," he cautioned as he scaled the rotting extended tables and seats that were nailed to the floor of the auto. He and Shun purposely climbed slower than regular in a hindered pace for his unenhanced accomplices.

"Ugggh… ," Aeris snorted as she spied Cloud and Shun achieving the top. "How much longer?"

"Well," he stated, "a couple of more sections of cars, and after that a couple of motors before we're there." He planted his feet on a railing and slid down the flip side of the auto, imitated straightforwardly after by Tifa and Shunbun slipping down the same. Aeris came last, maneuvering her way down more precisely than the previous three.

"Aerith… ," Shun begun as they proceeded with consistently forward over the following arrangement of steps and upset cases. Tifa looked at Aeris, "Back there in the sewers, that wasn't precisely a Heal spell, was it… "

"Her Cure spells simply feel diverse for reasons unknown, that is all," Shun added generally before Aeris had an opportunity to react. "I saw it too before."

"But," Tifa started, looking over at Cloud's dull face before choosing to drop the matter. Aeris essentially gazed discreetly, contemplating Cloud's redirection of Tifa's brief enthusiasm and the method of reasoning behind it. She didn't have long to do as such before Shun talked once more.

"Look's like we're here," he expressed.

What welcomed Cloud was a nuance that was concealed at first from his past perceptions. The motors of the trains did not just lie before the passageway to Segment 7, they totally barred it. An abnormal muddle of odd commotions and creepy giggling rolled and resounded through the train burial ground's while Cloud unsheathed his Buster Sword and held it out with reckoning. Shun prepared his weapon as well.

"A set up.. ," he whispered.

"what?" Tifa shouted. "The place is totally dead! What thing would be in this no man's land?"

"Something sitting tight for a certain sort of prey," Aeris whispered with a gravity that sold out her assumed honesty. Shun looked at her.

"Do you know what this is?" he inquired.

"No… not precisely," she answered. "I… I can feel it… "

"What?" Tifa said distrustfully before a stark thunder started to part the region, in spite of the fact that whether it was from the graveyard or the Area 7, nobody could make sure.

At that point, from the unending store of elusiveness another swarm of substances started to show up in view. At first giving off an impression of being just a figment of the imagination, they started to come in so noticeably that as opposed to impart mistrust, they basically actuated dread from their unadulterated presence.

The Phantoms of the train graveyard had emerged for their blood, and the sacrifice was to be paid.

"They're just beasts," Cloud yelled, hurrying towards the first with his weapon and cutting straight through it, cutting just the external edge of the thing before his sword gone through the air.

"Wait," Aeris whispered, stopping while a billow of apparitions started to twirl about her, each of the substances more hesitant to approach the young lady than the other three, who were by and by assaulting each of the animals energetically.

"I can't hit them, Cloud!" Shun yelled, slicing and kicking with all his might.

"Me either!!!" Tifa exclaimed as another of her turn kicks went directly through the creatures behind her. The phantoms countered with a red wad of enchantment which Tifa scarcely however cleanly avoided with a somersault with Shun tanking the magic blast.

"We should run," Cloud hollered back. Sheathing his sword yet again, he took off towards the rusted freeway of train motors, readdy to make a move on the metal heaps.

"FIRE-All!" Shun cried, impacting the greater part of the trains in a gigantic kick off. Reaching the nearest train, he flung open the entryway and closed it safely. "JOLT-ALL!" Cloud yelled and with a couple flicks of switches and pulls of levers, the train hindering the passage to Segment 7 started to move off the beaten path.

"We got power!!" Tifa shouted, flipping out of the way of another assault from the murderous creatures.

Cloud couldn't react—for the elusive things had gone through the entryway of the train, binding Cloud in the guts of the back. With no place to go, Cloud climbed upwards and blasted through the highest point of the train in an astounding deed. He rapidly slid down the side and motioned to Shun, Tifa and Aeris to leave when he was all of a sudden sent sprawling in reverse—thumped out.

"What is that?" Shun mouthed, taking a gander at the mass that had toppled Cloud from behind. It was an ambiguously humanoid figure, with a glaring eye that ousted a solitary bluish laser, the same laser had weakened Cloud minutes prior. However at the middle the body was supplant by maturing wheels, towed by vast creature like legs bested by an expansive shield plated head.

Aeris stared at the monster. "Eligor," she expressed enthusiastically. "Conductor of the Dead."

Shun, while astounded, was not excited about reducing his consideration from the new adversary. Venturing out defensively before the weakened Cloud and prepared his clench hands in restriction, gripping his sword.

"Hold up! Stop!"

Similarly as Shun thrusted at the thing called Eligor he heard Aeris, and responded on immaculate sense to stop halfway similarly as the creature stretched out into an otherworldly counterattack that would have effortlessly murdered the bunny warrior.

As though in striking back the phantoms that had attentively circumnavigated Aeris quickly assaulted her, leaving her insufficient time to plunge out of the air and counter in a to a strange move.

"Cure!"

Where every single unmistakable assault had flopped, now the rising above planes of the Heal spell penetrated the space before her, compelling into the undead animals with a resonating power.

With stunning yet eventually unavoidable impact, the phantoms about started to yell fiercely in desolation and dispersed agonizingly before Aeris' eyes, the healing enchantment severing their apparitions into pieces.

Aeris immediately swung to Shun and yelled, "Use Take!" similarly as Eligor prepared itself for a moment charge.

Much more dazed however confiding in Aeris' aims, Shun unknowingly taken advantage of the Take materia with a fast core interest. At the same time the world wound up plainly obscured to him, and he felt his body float intensely towards the guardian of the undead.

His hands pushed out, at the same time autonomous and voluntarily. They flung towards the mammoth, bending nearer than he would ever want to securely endeavor—never harming, continually edging to an ever increasing extent.

All of a sudden he held onto something that he could barely accept was there—a staff inserted inside the animal's gut. Acting rapidly, Shun yanked it out fiercely, jumping in reverse in triumph with a glowing staff that shone even in the damp pits dispossessed of light.

"That is it Bun!" Aeris yelled. "Hurl it to me!" Shun nodded and rolled the staff over the ground to the Aeris, who quickly assumed it up in place of her unique staff.

Aeris herself then violently assaulted the rest of the phantoms that still waited. But instead of being useless, the staff rather dispersed them on contact, annihilating them promptly. Moreover, the Eligor animal started to solidify as the goaded souls arond it were destroyed and discharged from their unpleasant presence.

Tifa saw the open door and now assaulted with an unbridled repulsiveness. Setting her most grounded procedures into play, she beat the animal over and over, actually dislodging the ground underneath until its gray blood and broken body was shattered like glass among the destruction.

As its energy faded further, the hold of Cloud's crippling appeared to debilitate too. "Huh?… ," he murmured, still however for the agony carved upon his forehead.

"Cloud!" Shun said vigorously as he hit the animal with a last, slaughtering blow jumping over Tifa and slicing it with his sword. He jogged over to Clouds lifeless body with Aeris and Tifa not far behind, the rest of the phantoms freed of finally.

"What... happened?" Cloud asked as both ladies and Bun helped him to his feet, Shun relieving him of his colossal weapon and gear for the occasion.

"We won," Shun said limitedly. While Tifa appeared to be on edge to press the matter again, this appeared to be sufficiently acceptable for Cloud.

"Right," he said. "The Sector 7 column—we should go!"

If it weren't already at the point of no return…

The ground thundered again.

"We made it! The column's as yet standing!"

Tifa's outcry vibrated in a blend of stun and incredulity that was for once an alleviation to the four heroes. The mechanical mainstay of substance was still inauspiciously directing the Part 7 ghettos in dismal abuse, implying the beat of life is still quick inside the rotting ruins.

"Hold up!" Shun stated, livening up his rabbit ears as a riffraff of sounds started to stream their way into his observation. "You hear something… above us?"

Nearly as suddenly as it came the relief blurred from presence as the sounds above made themselves more clear and detectable by the second. Hope started to be killed again, and the Clamor of certainty reasserted itself afresh.

"… Bullets?" Aeris rasped in a broken voice.

remorsefully, Shun, Cloud, Tifa, and Aeris all looked up, and scowled at the blasts of flame and light, the unlimited rehashes that implied the best fight was held upon the Hellfire.

as their eyes acclimated to the abnormal mood of gleaming, a twinkle got their eyes, becoming nearer and nearer until it was obvious that the thing was no twinkle by any means, however rather a entity...

"Wedge!!!"

The stout guy that was once Wedge had plunged a long way from the column, now just an unclear shell of what he once had been. His attack rifle remained flaccidly had now gotten a handle on inside his fingers, the ammo absolutely spent. His shirt was messed up and bloodied, and his chest looked at last torn in two by the chipping fall. Cloud and Shun hurried to his side and both grasped his body in stun, keeping the poor casualty's heartbeat upon their palm.

"Are you okay!?" Shun included belatedly, watching his hurling outline shake as his bandanna wooshed off his make a beeline for uncover his bloodied temple.

"…Shun....Cloud… ," Wedge said, seeing the returned Bunny Saiyan and Ex-Warrior as he battled to recover cognizance. "You guys... remembered… my name." He laughed at the incongruity.

"Barret's up... There.. Help... him.. ," Wedge wheezed, spitting up another cluster of blood from his mouth in an altogether disturbing manner. He turned out to be considerably more still as he battled to keep cognizance.

"An'... Shun... Cloud… ," he took in a whisper as his body appeared to lose all battle in it. "Im.. Sorry, I wasn't any good assistance."

As Wedge lost cognizance, Shun turned his head for Cloud, Tifa and Aeris and announced a straightforward proclamation. "I'm going up there!!!"

"Aerith," he included basically as he put Wedge's head down carefully and stood up, "you take care of Wedge." She gestured in agreeance, stooping down and keeping an eye on the injured man in a way that Cloud didn't know he was prepared to grasp. Shun motioned to Tifa, who gestured in kind and swung to Cloud also in planning.

"Cloud, help me out," Shun looked down to him.

Cloud got up and and nodded, "We need to hurry." They both trailed off

"Aeris. Listen." Tifa said as she swung to take after Shun and Cloud. "I have a bar called 'Seventh Paradise' in this area. There's a young lady named Marlene there… "

"I got it," Aeris guaranteed her. "I'll put her some place safe."

Tifa grinned and glanced around at the bewildered gathering of the ghetto's inhabitants that were presently joining on the column. "It's risky here!" Tifa cautioned quickly. "Everybody make tracks in an opposite direction from the column, rapidly! Everybody escape Sect. 7!"

The people started to suddenly understand the circumstance, and the frenzy started to grasp them, starting them to escape or gaze around aimlessly. In any case, this was of no worry to Shun, Cloud and Tifa, who took off sprinting towards the stranglehold of the column.

Welcoming by a winding staircase, Shun hinted at no signs of backing off as he climbed the stairs at a blinding rate, compelling Cloud and Tifa to regain some composure in a vain battle to keep up. Shun had not ascended far, in any case, when he was presented to a similar scene he had seen just minutes prior.

"Shun… ," Biggs hacked out, hung in a stricken stance over the railing of the stairwell in the agonies of death. bullet openings perplexed his extremities, while the unassuming defensive layer that he had worn once been fitted in had truly broken from the strain.

Cloud reached the top of the steps with Tifa behind and Shun reached his hand out and brushed his constantly debilitating body while Biggs proceeded with a slight grin, looking over Shun and at Cloud, "So you couldn't care less... about what happens.... to the.... Planet?"

"You're injured… ," Cloud could only react, battling to pull it together while the sprang up tears in Shun's and Tifa's eyes begun to stream openly.

Biggs could only present that same tricky grin accordingly while his body doused to the shade of his own hair. "Shun... Thank you... Cloud... Thanks.." he said joyfully. He attempted to look upwards, then, after coming up short, proceeded, "… don't stress man.. not about me… Barret's… battling up there. Go… "

Cloud sighed out in regret before turning his head back and leaving Biggs to his bereft demise,

"I promise.. I promise your death will not be in vain.. Biggs.." Shun joined after Cloud proceeding up the stairs much speedier than beforehand.

As they developed ever closer to the top, the sound of Barret's weapon discharging turned out to be considerably more eminent, while a Shinra helicopter surrounding the building was pelted over and over by many a shelling. Shinra troopers coasted from the chopper and the upper segment of the Plate in huge numbers, a large portion of them killed by Barret's wild gunnery.

As Cloud, Tifa and Shun achieved the next level in the stairway, they were welcomed by yet another shock.

However, it was a charming one.

"Jessie?" Shun stated, seeing the thin AVALANCHE member generally unharmed in the warmth of the chaos.

She swung going to the sound of Shun's voice, and her filthy face was lit up at seeing her lost allies. "Shun! Cloud!" she shouted euphorically.

However for all the good fortunes on the planet it would never have kept going. For in that division of a moment, when all their general surroundings was overlooked essentially for each other, certainty would raise its monstrous head yet again.

Also, in that short minute, a solitary Shinra trooper that had become far from Barret's firefight arrived upon the stairs. Its propellers disengaged into double pivoting weapons, and as the party upon the arrival wound up seeing the trooper's presence, he sliced forward and tore into Jessie's back, disjoining her spine and abandoning her folded at the floor.

"JESSIE!!!" Shun shouted, Taking Cloud's weapon and jumping at the assailant and dismantling his body with an assaulting cut from the Buster Sword, letting free a hail of blood that spread over his officially recolored uniform.

Scramming back to Jessie, he could see the dread and harm in her eyes, the shamefulness of the whole circumstance reflecting in her delicate eyes as tears streamed from them. She had worn no defensive layer.. this fight was constrained upon her. There was no expectation, hope.. no light, just sadness while her tears kept on falling while Shun lifted her body up to his own in a vain endeavor to stem the blood stream.

"… Shun… ," Jessie expressed finally, giving her hair a chance to fall while Shun wiped away the grime from her cheek. Cloud and Tifa could just stand aside and keep on weeping for their fallen confidants, while Jessie proceeded on.

"I'm happy… I could chat with you one final time."

Shun's voice gotten in his throat as he attempted to react. The new feeling and wonderment that had repressed inside him, the peculiarity that had been discharged as far back as his tumble from Division/Sector 5, every one of these things tossed the passing of some person he knew and thought about into full view.. He shivered as he reacted, "Don't you dare say 'final'… ," as daintily as possible, pulling her more tightly once more.

Jessie wailed once more, now with to a greater degree a pitiful hopelessness than carelessness. "That's… good… ," she said. "On account of our activities… many… individuals passed on… this most likely… is our punishment… "

She battled once more. "Cloud," she mumbled, jerking her hand pointlessly while Shun loosened his grasp. "Shun… "

"Jessie… ," was all Cloud could react with, Shun letting her body droop calmly to the ground and the tears dry upon the cool floor.

"Shun… ," Tifa said as he stooped there beside Jessie's inert body. "We… we must go."

"Go," Shun said as he clentched his eyelids close. "I will be there." Tifa left at this announcement, leaving Cloud to his own particular musings as well as shun.

Shun's shut eyes opened marginally as a little protest tumbled and bobbed over his shoulder. After assessing the thing, his face shook a deadly inch more, and he grasped it while giving a solitary tear a chance to tumble from his bunny boy face.

"Shun. We need to go help our friends." Cloud whispered to the crying bunny kid.

At that point the frail saiyan warrior stood, and rose to meet Cloud and what was left of the rest of the individuals from Avalanche.

Thus it happened that through the blood of the pure and the innocent that the four remainding individuals from Avalanche were brought together at the zenith of the ghetto, each defaced when of partition and defiance.

Barret Wallace had about used the majority of his powerful ammo. The Strike Firearm had since been changed into a chain-weapon, enabling him to shoot without reloading. The instances of spent ammo chipped out close by him, while the chopper kept on shielding its separation from being peppered.

And as the winding down Barret appeared to be prepared to give up, his three partners from his past achieved the highest point of the column finally.

"Tifa!" he shouted as he saw them achieve the top level. "Shun! Cloud!" His voice was a representation of shock and relief from the torment he had been compelled to continue as the day progressed. "You guys came!" he finished up cheerfully, holding up as the three raced to him.

"Be watchful," he cautioned over his loud bullet fire as they drew closer. "They're assaulting from the helicopter."

The series of projectiles staying in Barret's pockets kept on diminishing, while the helicopter essentially stayed stationary in foresight of a break in his firing

"Better prepare ourselves before they assault in full constrain!" Tifa identified with Shun and Cloud. They rushed over to Barret's stock of things, getting together the valuable couple of things that were cleared out.

Lastly the shots stopped to oust from Barret's firearm arm as the steel change was used up. Separating the expansion, he slammed a clasp of standard ammo inside the barrels of his firearm and anticipated whatever the Shinra brought to the table.

"Here they come!" Shun cried.

The helicopter now railed toward the column with power, thumping the four rebels off their standing as it trembled the air about it. Blinded and stupified, only Shun was sufficiently sharp to get a look at the silhouette jumping of the helicopter with style.

As the helicopter gone in its effective bluff, the four party members saw the man land on the ground with a crash before promptly scrambling toward the column's hardware.

Cloud, in any case, saw considerably more as the man's face blurred into view. "Reno!" he yelled. The Turk disregarded him contemptuously while he ventured to the board.

"You're past the point of no return," he sneered, punching in a progression of keys with blinding velocity. "When I squeeze this button… "

A solitary tone of affirmation was the death chime for the gathering as Reno only looked to them with fulfillment. "That is all, people!" the blue-suited man boasted. "Mission achieved."

Tifa enlisted this with sickening dread as she raised her clench hands. "We need to incapacitate it! Shun! Cloud! Barret! Please!" she argued.

As she said this, Reno slid a long metal staff finished with a progression of loops from inside the folds of his suit, putting it into his hands menacingly. "You see, I can't have you do that," he expressed. "Nobody hinders Reno and the Turks… "

"You want to fight us?" Shun sneered. With no other word, he ran for Reno with his sword ready to kill the man.

Reno just grinned at the bunny boy and looked as he raised his sword to slash. At that point, at the exact minute that Shun struck, Reno coordinated his blow with his nightstick, scarcely avoiding the assault.

Reno held his staff there, and after that abruptly Shun and his partners started to load with fear as dashes of electicity wound up Shun's sword, effortlessly directed by the treated metal. Before he could even discharge the sharp edge, Shun was electrocuted by the ringlets of lightning, held in loss of motion by Reno while all Cloud, Barret and Tifa could do was watch.

At long last, his pernicious craving apparently satiated, Reno discharged him from the assault, enabling him to fall awkwardly to the frosty steel at his feet.

"Bun!" Cloud shouted, him and Tifa racing to his side and supporting his spent body. His muscles were froze up from being paralyzed and his eyes flashed fiercely in epileptic movements.

"The Electro-Mag Bar," Reno bragged to his assailants. Stand-out instrument, truly—can daze and cripple any rival."

He smiled before proceeding, "also give them a truly frightful shock that could even best a Soldier."

"OH YEAH?!" Barret countered furiously. "how 'bout we perceive how well you obstruct this crap, fucker!" He dumped his clasp at Reno, who immediately plunged out of the way before attacking with his own assault.

"Pyramid!" he yelled, directing his bar at the barraging attacker. Dashes of yellow detonated from the bar, bending towards Barret and restricting him from moving, setting around him unpleasantly until he was totally caught inside a brilliant glowing pyramid.

Barret errupted as he went to the acknowledgment that he had been limited in his movement. Discharging his weapon just to find that it simply gone through the pyramid like air, he beat pointlessly before he attempted another—and at last pulverizing—move.

"Fire!" he cried out, encompassing his jail in a swathe of flares. but the blazes couldn't get away from the prison pyramid, succeeding just in consuming the fenced in area, overwhelming his oxygen.

"Damn," he regretted as he understood his imprudence, folding still as Shun had minutes prior.

"Welp..." Reno surveyed systematically as he swung to Tifa and Cloud. "I assume that leaves only you two."

His silliness was cut, when he wound up plainly mindful of the wrath developing inside Tifa and Cloud at seeing their two friends being beaten. Tifa clench hands grasped and her outrage ascended, until it blended into a solitary ejection.

"Beat-Surge!" she shouted.

Centering and taking advantage of her system of rage, her clench hands landed upon Reno momentarily, beating and tearing into his bone that was scarcely saved by the high society protection that he wore.

"BRAVER!" Cloud cried as he came down up Reno.

He endeavored to counter cloud with a strike from his pole, however Tifa rapidly somersaulted into a kick along with Cloud connecting his LIMIT that drew blood from Reno over his face. It turned out to be considerably more clear to him that they both together was an unrivaled contender as the fight seethed on.

Reno threw another punch that was immediately hindered by an angry Tifa, and was come back with two kicks to the midriff taken after by a gigantic slash from Clouds Buster. Tifa kept on beating until her blows wound up plainly fast and obscured, while her clench hands gleamed red with the extraordinary training that she had experienced her whole life.

Tifa finally halted at this, and rushed over to Barret's guide, shattering the pyramid from the outside and discharging him before he was totally choked. "Get up! Barret!" she argued as she inhaled life once again into his monstrous body.

Reno had emerged in the interlude, as Cloud had anticipated that he would do. However, he was too late and he didn't set out to face Tifa again in a frontal strike. Or maybe, he chose to choose a dirtier course.

"Cloud!" Tifa shouted as she looked at Reno, who had the Ex-Warrior solidly inside his grip and was holding a blade to his throat.

"Well now," he debilitated, "how about we have you both… " Reno slammed his foot down upon Shuns tiny chest.

before he could complete his sentence, he all of a sudden had the twist thumped out of him and stunned in reverse. Not an assault from Tifa, but rather an elbow from the stirred Shun, who quickly thrashed about for the Turk.

"Experiencing difficulty seeing?" he provoked at the blinded saiyan warrior while he prepared his flashing pole, at the same time watching out for Tifa. He hovered behind the bunny boy soundlessly, preparing another strike at his quarry, when Cloud reacted.

"Shun."

Cloud tumbled to the floor and instantly discharged an item from his hand, releasing the doohickey into the air. Tifa quickly perceived what it was—one of Jessie's explosives, doubtlessly intended to home in on the remarkable metallic packaging of Reno's Electro Pole…

Reno maintained a strategic distance from the projectile as it detonated towards him, yelling with a crash as shrapnel cut into him and ripped away his.

Cloud quickly torqued hisself towards the noise of Reno's moan, gaging the separation and swinging effectively, delightfully associating and slicing Reno along his arm and trunk, injuring him with a blow past the security of his defensive layer.

"Okay!" he cried, gripping himself in anguish while Cloud basically took a knee in front of Shun, letting the bunny hoist himself upwards in fulfillment, his visual perception gradually returning. Reno lifted himself up, looking at the motherboard, backed off towards the rails of the column while Shun, Cloud and Tifa moved closer.

"Now is the ideal time," he expressed, and with not another word he moved down and over the railing and dove towards the base of the ghettos.

"Aye y'all!" Barret implored of the three, now recouped. The likewise restored Cloud and Shun hurried to his side, while Tifa hysterically checked the screen of the Plate's framework.

"Cloud! I don't know how to stop it!" she called. "Come!"

Agreeing with his place at her position, he analyzed the framework quickly before just watching, "It's not a typical time bomb."

"The truth is out."

Shun, Cloud, Barret, and Tifa turned around to see a Shinra helicopter ascend from underneath their position at the column, with Reno safely attached to the side while another individual addressed the four renegades.

"You'll experience some... difficulties trying to disarm that one," he said impassively in the rough wind. His face was calmed by the power of the circumstance. He hung out of the entryways of the chopper, his face just recognizing the reality by marginally squinting while his long, streaming pure black hair fell downwards in the raising elevation.

"It'll explode the second some inept yank messes with it," he completed tranquilly while his face sparked acknowledgment in Cloud's head.

Tseng, hes.. the pioneer of the Turks…

"stop it!" Tifa begged weakly.

"Ha… ," Tseng laughed noticeably to irritate the edgy female. "Only a Shinra Official can set up or incapacitate the Crisis Plate Discharge Framework."

"Shut yer yap!" Barret howled, unleashing a deluge of slugs at the helicopter, making Tseng withdraw marginally and convey a warning:

"I wouldn't attempt that… you could very well make me harm our exceptional visitor."

He moved to one side to uncover his prize: Aeris.

"Aeris!!" Shun yelled with apprehension while Cloud gazed in stun.

"WHY DID WE LEAVE HER!!!" Bun cried out.

"Gracious me, you uh... you guys know each other?" Tseng started once more, observably satisfied at the fortuitous event. "How pleasant you could see each other one final time. You ought to express gratitude toward me."

"What are you going to do with her?" Cloud requested.

"I haven't chosen," Tseng quipped back in a snake like tone while he kept on celebrating. "Our requests were to discover and get the final Ancient."

Cloud's blood swung to ice at this announcement while Tseng went on.

Shuns saiyan blood turned to fire from enragement.

"It's required us a long investment, however I can at long last report this to the President."

Out of the blue as he said this, Aeris jumped out of the helicopter and inclined out of the side, scarcely limited by Tseng while he was shocked.

"Bun, everything is okay!" she yelled as she defenselessly battled against her captors.

Snatching her back inside of the helicopter, Tseng sent a slap over the face to Aeris that made her limp and Cloud's along with Shun's blood bubbling.

"Aeris!" Tifa yelled defenselessly.

"get out out here!!" Aeris rasped as she wailed from the agony.

"Bwa.. ha.. ha.. ," Tseng started again. "All things considered, it ought to begin riiiiight about... at this point. Think you can run in time?"

With that announcement, the helicopter rose towards the upper levels of Midgar, leaving the column similarly as blasts undulated over its surface, separating cement and metal in a terrible sight that mirrored the Damnation that the place really was.

The column kept on disintegrating and toppling, while the Plate above perceptibly squeaked and groaned, condemning the natives of Paradise alongside their mistreated.

Tifa groaned. "Once that Plate begins descending it's past the point of no return. We gotta rush!" she cried vulnerably.

Barret, thinking rapidly, took a snare suspended from the Plate above and extended it rigid, twisting it into an escape rope. "AYE, we can utilize this wire to get out!" he exhorted.

Pushing Shun and Tifa edge of the wire, and edging Cloud on his shoulders, the huge man and his companions pushed off the column similarly as it totally caved in, enabling the Plate to wind down in a tempest of steel and flames. The four swinged down, totally clearing the sector 7 limits into the domain of Division 6 similarly as the wire broke and broken alongside the entire of Area 7.

The Plate that had debilitated its mistreatment for so long had completed its long danger. Its fall left the subjects on it deprived, pulverized each occupant of the ghettos, killing them and cushioning the air with their shouts. All of their dreams and expectations were on the double wiped out, each snuff of life devastated. The fire ascended in surges, the destruction was merciless... and the annihilation was last...

The Clamor of Midgar was significantly louder right then, as the consolidated lives quenched developed so much that even the music of the holy messengers couldn't muffle them.

That is, until the President Shinra turned up the volume only a tad bit all the more, then kept watching the confusion from on his office in ruthless fulfillment.

The Clamor then calmed. For in Segment Seven, there was no clamor.

No. Nothing by any means....


*Tack* "UGH!? WHA?? TIFA CLOUD!!! where... am i?..." Shun would rise up out of his bed and go to see that there was a A Note...





Exit Thread! Pl +weights+ Crystal <3

[Ohkara Minamaru]

You have blown every one of us away with this one.

You are awarded 37,930 PL for all your work and effort!

Awesome job, Shun!~<3