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Final Fantasy VII: Reverie	By : Saan Category: Final Fantasy VII > General Views: 655 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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crawling in my skin

these wounds they will not heal

fear is how I fall

confusing what is real - Crawling by Linkin Park

Tears streamed from his eyes only to gather in the dampened collar of his shirt. Why children?! Why didn�t she tell me?!

Carefully, Jody navigated the pitted flaming staircase. He fought a hard battle in his mind, deciding whether he should just leave them to their fate by fire or follow through with his orders. �They�re just children! They�re innocent!�

Two figures darted to the top of the stairs. A little girl no older then ten and a small boy possibly six motioned for him.

The ex-SOLDIER never bothered to reclaim his semi-automatic firearm from the lower floor. Knife clenched tightly in hand, still stained with the mother�s blood, he slunk onwards. This was something he did not want to do. The questions concerning the life and death of the children twisted and distorted as he realized that it was a matter of him living and killing them or dying along with them in the fire or by Shinra firing squad.

He crept onwards up the stairs, legs feeling heavier and heavier. His right hand glided

along the wall for support in case the steps beneath his feet buckled any further.

�Shinra!� The little girl cried.

�Chinra!� The little boy tried to mimic his sister.

Both children tried to cheer on their savior until the little girl noticed the blood-spattered sleeves of the Turk Elite and the knife clenched tightly in his left gloved hand as he drew near.

�No!� She screamed and grabbed her brother by the shoulders pulling him away from the stairs. Desperately, the child tried to find a place to hide herself and her younger sibling while an escape plan was fleshed out. Since their home was slowly burning to the ground and far from safe, the smoke made her dizzy and unable to think clearly. She perceived her little study area and stowed her brother in the small space between her chair and desk. The only place she could think of large enough to hide was behind the large pea soup green easy chair situated between the landing and the desk.

The Elite finally reached the top and pressed his body against the entryway frame of the upstairs room. His heart sank a bit more when he spied the back of the girl�s head poking out from the side of the tall cushioned chair. As quietly as he could, Jody set his heels to prevent his boots from creating any sound. He slowly reached out with his right hand in preparation to pull the chair away and slash the girl with the switchblade in his left.

�Sis! There!� The boy successfully stunned the Elite with his outburst and alerted his older sister.
Patrolling the flaming streets, Norelliies found herself by the remains of Nibelheim�s only Inn. A body was sprawled and burnt beyond recognition. The only thing that could indicate any form of identification was a melted camera. The head of the Elites took her M-16 and prodded at the eight-millimeter camera around the corpse�s neck like a poker pushing away ash in a fireplace. The back of the device was open so she assumed that the film had been ripped out and destroyed by other Shinra agents. While she found herself curious about the contents of the negatives, it was probably for the best that the photographs died with the photographer.

A loud chirp pierced her concentration and she straightened to the new update.

�This is Hojo, speaking to you with my voice!� Norelliies rolled her eyes and waited for the message to continue. �I have new orders for all officers! I want any survivors found kept alive and sedated. I repeat do not kill any surviving townspeople-I WANT THEM ALIVE! I am sending a new list that I have put together from intelligence and your confirmation reports! Any of you who go against these orders will be dealt with most severely.�

Norelliies lifted her weapon and slung its lanyard over her shoulder, while she watched the text scroll through the LED display built into her visor. �Huh?!� She froze and put a hand to the chin of her mask. Her arms dropped and she shot a glance over to the location she sent Jody. �Oh, Jody! No, JODY!�
In the time Jody spent contemplating his next move; the elder sibling flopped on her stomach and grabbed the legs of the small wooden chair fruitlessly hiding the boy. The rubber soles of her shoes slapped against the blackened, burning floor as she pushed herself to stand. Her intent was to knock the man away from their primary escape path and hopefully wound him-neither happened as she flung the tiny piece of furniture. It haplessly sailed passed Jody, slammed into the trim decorating the outside of the staircase and harmlessly struck the floorboards.

As a means to convey his displeasure, Jody lifted his large left foot and crushed the chair underneath his weight. Picking up where he left off, he continued to stalk the children. The fire raged closer and bathed the Elite in a horrific mixture of dark shadows and varied colors.

The young female was stunned. Torn between finding something else to throw or do her best to grab her brother and run, she took no action to avoid a direct assault. Jody raised his knife arm so that it was to his front; primed to slash. He jolted forward delivering a hard elbow to her face. Right on contact he slammed her back several feet into a wall not noticing the white steam spewing from a black-knotted ripple. The girl bounced and landed on her stomach; arms and legs spread like a discarded rag doll. The little boy ran to the side of his sister prodding her to move. By this time the Elite was almost upon him. �Ah!� The sound of heavy breathing interrupted his attempts at waking his sister. With a tinge of acceptance, he looked straight up.

The singed form of the Elite loomed above him. Without a moment�s hesitation, Jody�s hand shot out and grabbed him by the base of his chin, wrenching him to his feet; knife point creeping along his shoulder.

�Yui! Yui!� the boy cried and lashed out with his arms. �YUI!�

�Yui?!� So many thoughts arose and the Shinra agent could not control them all. Memories of family, memories of his wife, memories of his children, memories of Yui, his youngest daughter; the torrent of emotions was enough to drop Jody to his knees. He crashed to the ground, fists banging against the floor. For a brief moment he studied the still form of the little girl; it was clearly not his daughter but the name alone was enough to jolt him from his primitive rage. The Elite doubled over shaking as tears poured from his eyes and down his concealed face. His arms wrapped around his middle while shaky fingers wove their way through multilayered armor to clench at his sides.

At first, the child figured he was responsible for felling his attacker. Once he was able to recognize the telltale sound of sobbing, he shifted his concern to the emotional stability of the man on the floor. He gulped as hot steam spewed forth from the walls as the flames dissipated. In an attempt at forgiveness, the child placed a hand on Jody�s shoulder and shook his head. �Mithter! Hey, Mithter!� he yelled with a lisp. �I�m shorry! I didn�t mean to hurt you! You okay?! Look! The fire ith dying!�

Jody stayed in his crumpled heap for several seconds more then looked up. Sure enough, the flames were backing down. He would have breathed in a sigh of relief had it not been for the yelling stemming from the foot of the stairs.

�Anyone here? Hello, hello! Anyone here!� shouted a gruff masculine voice.

�You sure the chick got it right?� A voice filled with sarcasm replied.

Jody, still on his knees, craned his head to study the little girl�s unmoving frame; she was breathing. He swallowed hard as the boy became his focus. His head tilted up and the boy tore his hand away unaware of the man�s intentions. Quickly, the boy clambered to his sister and placed her head in his hands.

The house fire was extinguished and, Jody guessed, the rest of the town as well. Sounds of footsteps traversing the stairs absorbed his full attention. A quiet prayer slowly drifted through the room putting the children under a sleep spell.

�Sleepel?� Jody sniffled as the boy toppled like a tree and landed; propped up against his shoulder. Carefully, so as not to break the spell, Jody embraced the child and nuzzled the face of his helmet against his neck preventing him from crashing to the ground.

It was only a matter of time before-

�Back away from the boy, sir!�

�Mymians, Jody. SOLDIER Second Cla-I mean Turk Elite-� Jody stuttered as he let go with his left hand to raise it high above his head.

�We know who you are.�

Jody put his right pointer finger to the side of his helmet and pushed in a button close to his visor. In a flash, the inside display changed into a monitor of sorts providing a three hundred and sixty degree heads up display. He tweaked the settings until he was able to see the SOLDIERs behind him clearly. Suddenly, he felt inferior. Brown ankle high wingtip boots, dark blue baggy pants, blue sleeveless turtlenecks, large non-la helmets; all of the men were decorated First Class. If he had known his marriage were to end the way it did-
Meanwhile, far above Nibelheim, Timal steered the motorcycle back around the car to head in the opposite direction. �Hold onto me.� He said warningly, and somewhat softly, to Leira.

She breathed in and wrapped her arms tightly around his waist, pushing the side of her face into his back; she envisioned holding Reno instead of some uppity SOLDIER from Wutai.

Reno and the others stared as the two roared passed them and eventually vanished from the rear and side view mirrors.

�What do you think that was about?� Reno asked as he bit his thumb and looked at Rude.

The bald man shrugged his shoulders and replied, �It looks like he�s running off with your chick.�

Tseng huffed and checked his watch. The time they spent idle, they could have easily taken the alternate route Rude had pointed out. As the Turk head was about to share his feelings the loud roar returned and blew passed the Hightime.

�Jeeeeeeeeeezuz christ!� Reno yelped as the black Mako powered motorcycle carrying his best friend and his lover sped by heading straight for the gorge.

�What the hell are they doing?!� Tseng shouted as he pushed himself forward between the front seats and gazed through the windshield.

Reno grasped the steering wheel and sputtered. �Timmy, you survive and get her hurt, I kill you!�

�We just passed the car!� Leira pointed out.

Silence. The SOLDIER�s body tightened in concentration as he shut out her comments. He did his best to factor in their combined weight in addition to the weight and velocity of the large motorcycle.

The edge of the cliff drew nearer both parties enveloped in suspense.

Ground, ground, and then no ground. The odd graphite and tan dirt was visible below then it was not; replaced by nothing but continued darkness. Leira held her breath as the sound of rubber whirring through air replaced that of wheels spinning on gravel. It seemed like an eternity as the airborne vehicle glided its way across the huge ravine. All thoughts between Leira and Timal hung suspended between time and space.

The Elite�s face frozen in a grimace whereas Timal�s was nothing more then a smile as the wind passed through his short hair.

The other side of the ravine approached. Something alerted Timal and his head perked up. Touchdown was imminent but he could tell the landing was not to be a gentle one. �GWAH, ah fuck! Son of a bitch!� He hollered as the front wheel touched down first and rocked the back end of the motorcycle around to the left. Leira tightened her hold on him as the sudden jolt threatened to rip them apart and toss her to the ground.

BANG!

Timal did his best not to swear but he knew the sound well. The entire suspension system had just gone out and at any moment, the two would be experiencing a very harsh stop.

The back wheel touched down and pushed its way to the right. The Shinra vehicle became hard to steer for the SOLDIER and yet he did not want to give up. Easy does it, Timal, easy does it! His hands gripped the stubby handlebars tightly causing sweat to form underneath his full fingered gloves.

Unfortunately, the battle for momentum waged between Mako powered craft and mountainous obstructions would not end favorably. Once the SOLDIER was able to straighten out, the front tire went horizontal and snapped off causing both riders to flip over the front end. Luckily, the vehicle dug itself into the ground and spun out instead of crashing into them. Timal skidded on his back a few feet while Leira crashed into his side.

Both laid out unmoving on the rocky mountain ledge unconscious and prone to attack by Mt. Nibel�s local wildlife.
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