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Final Fantasy VII: Reverie	By : Saan Category: Final Fantasy VII > General Views: 655 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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**Chapter title inspired by the song Afraid by Nelly Furtado**

For all that was going on above, the Shinra still located in Nibelheim were having their fair share of stress as well. The fire that raged was far from ordinary. While it was entertaining to postulate Sephiroth kneeling at the foot of each house in the small village lighting match after match, the same theory became more and more unlikely. The time that the flames spent chewing away the town�s identity and the speed at which it spread suggested some form of materia use. As the Turk Elite higher up passed through the town casting random spells of Ice 3, she happened upon a small group of Shinra executives, standing in an ice bubble, discussing the same matter she had been theorizing. She crept up to an adjoining house located behind their shelter and listened in on their conversation some more.

Scarlet pulled her flame retardant jacket tighter around her neck to cover her large cleavage. �It�s just not right that everyone out there gets warm and we have to freeze in this thing!�

Her associate, Heidegger, let a horse like whinny escape his throat. �What, you want to help? With the possibility of a summon monster roaming around; I am sure we�re safest here!�

The lead scientist in Shinra, Hojo, was on his knees to busy to his bickering co-workers any mind. He was on his knees facing away from the two frantically typing in data on a small lap top computer set on two huge green bags of materia. �Ifrit, Ifrit,� he mumbled. Yes, Sephiroth went truly insane in resorting to that creature.�

�Ifrit?!� The Elite squeaked. A summon creature on the loose?! A large piece of roofing slid down from a nearby house and shocked Norelliies into abandoning her train off thought. She quickly reached for her Shinra Beta armband with all its materia but began to second-guess herself. She was afraid that the activation prayer would give up her own position while trying to save these bickering people. She knew she was supposed to be in charge of the �relief effort� and was too honest to fib her way out if someone were to confront her.

Scarlet let loose a scream�or was it Hojo? The huge fragments were falling fast and threatened to squash the ice bubble. Heidegger grabbed Scarlet in a bear hug while Hojo set to covering his head with his portable computer. As the people in the transparent igloo began to await a scorching death a �ping� sound drew near. Ping, ping, ping reverberated from the rooftops and suddenly the fiery debris froze in place.

�I knew we�d survive that.� Scarlet mused as she punched the large Heidegger in the face knocking him to his knees.

Norelliies Neidlictzech breathed a huge sigh as a familiar figure rounded the corner and approached her. The easily recognizable shape of Jody Mymians came closer and studied her.

�Nor? What are you doing on this end? Aren�t you supposed to be with the mansion team?� The man drew nearer and reached out to her as if he would embrace her but thought better of it.

She watched his helmet move from side to side, indicating his displeasure with her location. �I know, Jode. They were talking about materia! Ifrit materia! They think Sephiroth might have summoned Ifrit!�

The lower Elite stepped back from her in horror. �Our Shiva user is up there-and quite frankly, I don�t trust him!�

�I know,� she tried to reassure him, �in the meantime, let�s-�

A familiar beeping rung in Norelliies� helmet and her sentence dropped. �To all team leaders in charge of town security, this is Hojo; I have a list of people you are to contain. I am feeding you the data, now.�

Mymians watched as his superior�s visor lit up in a cool blue light. As the woman watched her new set of orders download, the former second class thought it best to return to his current assignment. He had only gotten a few feet before Norelliies tapped him on the shoulder and pointed to one of the burning houses. �I got a report there are people still inside,� she said, �The list Hojo forwarded us confirms it!�

SOLDIER Second Class turned Turk Elite Jody Mymians knew his superior well enough to know that she was choosing her words carefully.

�Norry,� he said with genuine concern, ��something wrong?�

He watched her helmet turn from him to some point way off to the left then to the dirt under their feet.

�I can�t leave, one of the Wutaian del Sol reported a photographer snapping pictures�I�ve got to stay�I�ll catch up.� She patted him on the shoulder again and walked back into the heart of the burning town.

Mymians shook his head and reluctantly traveled in the direction of the house. The structure, he could tell, had been a family home. It was two stories tall with shutters and little flower boxes under each window. A little bridge over a tiny brook added more to its homey appeal.

Jody�s inattentiveness was interrupted by the sounds of a female screaming. The cries for help, he pinpointed, were from inside the residence just as Norelliies had relayed.

The ex-SOLDIER stopped a couple paces from the front of the house and methodically listened to the woman�s cries for someone to save her-or was it them?

�No survivors, Jode.� The man coldly muttered as a means to coax himself onward.

The main door was completely ablaze but it was not enough to stop one of the Turk Elites. He raised a massive leg and slammed his foot into the door. For extra strength, he leaned in with his left shoulder and used his body as a battering ram.

The trapped female was huddled at the bottom of a staircase crying and pointing. She looked up to see the Shinra in blue push his way through the front door. The poor woman was scorched and dirty; it amazed Jody the burns littering her skin did not paralyze her from pain.

The woman rose and ran to him in desperation as she dodged several tiny independent flames. He shifted ground as her body slammed into his. She beat her hands against his chest plate: black sooty tears pouring from her eyes. �Thank you for coming, thank you!� He could tell that she was terribly frightened. The words she repeated came fast and jumbled. �Thank you, they�re upstairs! Thank you!�

Jody�s helmet trained on her for a heartbeat then focused on the stairs where he first perceived her. �Who�s upstairs?� he asked in a tone devoid of any emotion.

The frantic woman paid him no mind and repeated, �Please, bring them to me! Save them!�

No one knows exactly what brought on the horrendous event that was to come but afterwards, no one ever cared to question; Jody Mymians became a man possessed. Who would have thought one simple action would be enough to break a far from ordinary man.

The woman grabbed Mymians in a strong yet frenzied embrace. Her chin dug into his armor as she stared up into the tarnished chrome of his visor; it was at that point that the former second class snapped. Her arms wrapped around him were enough to cause him to look down; all that was visible was Cheris. His ex-wife�s gentle face and soft curly red hair replaced the worn dirty features of the Nibelheim woman.

Beneath the flat exterior of his Shinra issue helmet, Jody�s eyes began to tear. His heart beat faster and he screamed out in a terrible mixture of rage and pain. As his words were unrecognizable, the Nibelheim female was less then worried as to what he was saying. Her focus was more to the cause of what could have been happening to the man she had, only mere seconds ago, pictured as a savior.

Jody roared again, his sanity had broken triggering his right arm to snake around the woman�s neck and twist her around to face the same direction as he was. The side of her face held firm in the bend of his elbow forced her to panic even more. She thrashed her body around making Jody drop his assault rifle. She could not have chosen a more wrong idea. The man�s arm slid back from its original position and tightened around her throat cutting off oxygen and bending her back at an almost inhuman angle. The woman gasped and sputtered as he fished around for a new weapon.

The sound of black leather gloves pushing along the loose fabric of his pants was lost in the fire�s crackle but not to the victim. Again, she continued her struggle but this action did little more then speed up Jody�s search. His left hand patted and slapped until he found it; the one object that would begin his steady descent further into insanity, his switchblade.

With a simple flick of the wrist, the seemingly useless rubber handle in his pocket birthed a wickedly sharp six-inch blade.

�Stop�stop,� he tried to say in a quiet voice but the woman�s struggles made him forget just whom he was telling to stop. �STOOOOOOOP!� Her stomach arched forward and her head bent in the opposite direction as Jody�s weapon drew nearer

If he had directed his own words toward himself there was to be no end for anyone. The poor girl�s body bucked once more and then for the last time. Her time of death was uncertain as it was unclear whether the snap of her neck came first or the sharp swift blade of Jody�s knife plunging into her jugular.

A grotesque gurgle escaped and a mild �splish� of blood drenched his knife-baring arm. He began to breathe heavily as her struggle was muted. He imagined that her eyes were blank or upturned like he saw in horror movies; containing no sign of life. Such a shame she was facing forward the entire time, gazing at the stairs that led to her companions.

Jody had regressed into an almost primal state of mind as he ignobly allowed the corpse to slide from its place between his elbow and side and fall to the floor in a blackened heap. His breathing was harsh and ragged but the drive to meet the survivors on the next burning floor kept his adrenaline high.

Amidst the pop and sizzle of the fire-engulfed structure, a strange screech caught his attention throwing him back into a perverse state of duty.

�Mamma!� came a sharp high-pitched scream. �Mamma!� Another quickly accompanied the first. �Save us! Help us!�

�Mamma?� Jody repeated, losing his previously heartless tone. �MAMMA?!� He ran to the foot of the staircase and stared upwards. No one had told him about children. Did Norelliies know about children all along?

The ceiling above the stairs buckled and a huge piece of timber fell down, smashing into the stairs. Jody shielded his eyes with his bloodstained sleeve as embers splashed everywhere. The wood acted as an omen for him that he chose to defy. He counted his blessings that Shinra valued its employees enough to put together clumsy and insanely heavy equipment and uniforms that were fire retardant.

Mixtures of screaming and crying urged Jody up the collapsing stairwell. He prayed that the children were in their death throes and burnt to ash by the time he made it to the top of the stairs.

�Cloud! Zack! SOLDIER! YAY!�

�Crowd, Sass, showder! YAY�
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