Premonitions II-C: Crisis Core

BY : Hippo_and_Friends_with_Benefits
Category: Final Fantasy VII > General
Dragon prints: 757
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VII, Crisis Core, it any characters therin. I am not making any money here.

Chapter 42: The Chase Is On!

Tifa stood on the side of the road outside of Rocket Town. Runners were shooting by her; a half-marathon was being held to raise money for the Space Program. It seemed like a strange place for her to stand, but, when she thought about it, it made sense. A cafe would actually be less private; it would be quiet, and others would be in place, potentially eavesdropping.

And then, as the runners continued to pass her, she was approached by the man she had initiated contact with several days earlier. He was much taller than her and-get a load of this-had a big-assed machine gun where his arm should be.

"Barret Wallace?" she greeted.

"Well," he replied, "who's askin'?"

"Tifa Lockheart," she replied. "I emailed you about joining AVALANCHE."

Barret scanned Tifa, who was dressed in her usual crop-tank and mini-skirt. But he wasn't checking her out; he was instead somewhat skeptical.

"So," he continued as the runners continued to dash by, "we need to see if you have what it takes."

"What it takes?" Tifa asked as one runner ran by her and gave her bunny ears.

"Your qualifications," Barret clarified.

"I've been trained in martial arts for three years," just as she ducked from a runner who had his hand out. "Whoa!" she exclaimed. "Not expecting that!"

Barrett shook his head in disapproval.

And then, Tifa felt an extremely hard, painful smack on her butt; one of the runners thought it would be funny to spank her.

Tifa immediately spotted the offending runner, and began to glare at him.

"Oh, hell no!" she shouted as she charged him.

A moment later, the runner was on the ground, and Tifa was repeatedly punching his face.

"You think you can violate me?" she exclaimed as she continued to pound his face, one punch per word she said. "Objectify me? Well, you've picked the wrong girl to fuck with!"

After she threw her last punch, the runner sighed and passed out.

"Goddam, Miss Lockheart!" Barret said in approval.

"Call me Tifa," she insisted.


I got my answer as I reached the foyer steps. Zack was leading Cloud out of the Shinra Mansion.

They were still here!

I quickly cloaked myself and began to follow them. After having lost the internship, I was almost wondering whether Mrs. Fair would hire me to take pictures of her son on the job again.

As I stepped outside the mansion, I saw that it was nighttime. Zack was leading Cloud south, through the town again. I kept my distance, suspicious that they weren't out of danger yet.

My suspicions proved correct; three Shinra troopers rushed toward the two fugitives.

Zack quickly set Cloud against one of the houses and rushed to confront the troops.

"This is pretty rough," he said as he drew his buster sword.

As usual, he killed them with the greatest of ease.

"Okay!" he announced as he turned toward Cloud. "We're getting out of here!"

With that, he went back to Cloud, and lifted him to his feet.

"Stay with me!" he commanded.

Zack managed to get them out of Nibelheim without incident. After that, he led them on the road, keeping his eyes peeled for any Shinra troopers who might be pursuing them. So far, there were none.

Progress was slow. Cloud wasn't heavy, but he wasn't light, either. There were endless plains as far as the eyes could see. There were no towns nearby or even any roadside inns.

"Damn it!" groaned Zack. "There's no end to this!"

Eventually, the fugitives found themselves in a small wooded area. There was still no inn, but it would at least hide them from the Shinra during daylight. Relieved, Zack rested Cloud against a couple of rocks.

"Wait here a minute," Zack commanded. "I'm gonna take a look around."

Zack explored the small forest from one end to the other. It seemed void of any Shinra troops, thought he wouldn't dare start a fire. It would be a safe place to hide out during the daytime; they could resume their escape the next evening.

And then, Zack saw a shadow.

He knew it couldn't be good. It was likely a Shinra trooper, a Turk, or something worse. Sensing the danger, he quickly drew his buster sword, and spun around.

"Aaaaahh!" exclaimed a teenage girl as she jumped back in fright.

This girl had netting covering her right arm and left leg. She wore a green crop-tank turtleneck sweater and a pair of very short khaki shorts that were curiously unbuttoned. And I thought my cousin wore too little.

Zack sighed and lowered his sword.

"Sorry," he apologized.

"Well," the teen admitted, "I'll be honest. I was going to rob you."

"Thanks," Zack said sarcastically.

And then, the girl took a long look at him, and gasped.

"Zack?!" she exclaimed. "Zack Fair?!"

"That depends on who's asking," he said.

"It's me!" she announced. "Yuffie!"

"Yuffie?!" Zack asked, confused.

That girl who was always stealing? he thought.

"Kisaragi," she clarified.

That can't be her!

"You're her older sister?" Zack asked.

"No, I'm her!" Yuffie insisted.

"Yuffie Kisaragi's eleven years old," Zack dismissed.

"Is this a joke?" she giggled.

Zack shook his head.

"I'm fifteen!" Yuffie insisted. "I've got my boobs, got my butt..."

Just then, three more shadows began to appear.

"Uh-oh," Yuffie groaned.

Zack then realized there really was a pending danger. He turned again to see three Genesis copies approaching them.

"Shit!" he exclaimed. "It's a war on two fronts!"

He quickly killed each copy in turn.l in front of the horrified teen.

"This is what you do?!" Yuffie exclaimed as she gazed in shock at the three bodies.

"This is what I do," Zack replied as he put his buster sword away.

Yuffie then noticed one of them had nails, a bracelet, and the letters "MEC" tattooed on the wrist.

"That's a girl!" she exclaimed. "Oh my God, that's a girl."

"I know," Zack replied as he scanned the body. "This was Mary Ellen."

"Someone you knew?" Yuffie asked.

Zack nodded.

"I think I need to get home," Yuffie then announced as she began to run off. "Maybe you can date me someday?"

"I have a girlfriend already!" he called as Yuffie disappeared into the woods.

"Things change!" she called back.

Zack sighed.

She can't be Yuffie, he thought. Yuffie's eleven. That girl was fifteen or more. No makeup or even any surgeries and make her look older. This has to be a prank of some kind.

Poor naïve Mr. Fair.

He was yet to know the truth.

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