Run in Packs
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Final Fantasy VII › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult +
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39
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22
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Escape
Title: Run in Packs~Escape
Fandom: FFVII
Author: Lynsey
Websites and Mailing List: See links under user information
Beta: None
Chapter: 1/1 Ficlet
Pairings: The pack
Rating: R
Warnings: Anthro
Disclaimer: I do not own FFVII or its characters. I do not make any money from this fiction.
Summary: Written from prompt: Cloud fiercely protective of his new pack, and showing it.
A/N: Just a reminder that these drabbles are not posted in timeline order. If something doesn’t make sense, it’s probably because I haven’t explained it yet. Go to there: http://lynsey-schadegg.livejournal.com/97889.html
They were under fire.
The entire Shinra army was hell-bent on keeping the pack from escaping. The orders were strict. Keep them from leaving at all costs. If they cannot be taken alive, destroy them.
Hojo wouldn’t, couldn’t, let them disappear. He also reasoned that, if he couldn’t have them, then no-one would.
Genesis wanted so badly to fight, but he had more important matters to attend to. The children inside of him were worth more than a skirmish with peons. That was why he had mates, after all. It was their job to intercept the enemies.
His was to get to the helicopter as quickly as possible.
A stray bullet clipped Genesis’ thigh before he could block it with Rapier. He snarled as he twisted to the side to avoid falling on his stomach. Zack was immediately on top of him, shielding him from dozens more bullets as Genesis ground his teeth and cast a Cure on the wound. The bullet should have never hit him. Never. He was getting slow, and it sent a flash of fear through the redhead.
He was weak.
Genesis hopped back to his feet and fled toward the whirling blades of the helicopter. The sound of battle was almost deafening to his enhanced ears, but Genesis hardly cared. He had to run.
A heavy round of weapons fire made Genesis hit the deck as he struggled to block the barrage of bullets. A flash of silver and black whirled above him as Sephiroth tried to draw the attack to himself.
Genesis’ eyes searched for the rest of the pack. They couldn’t leave without everyone.
Angeal was farther out, dealing with ground troops and war machines as they marched forward. Zack was, once again, standing over him to block any weapons directed at them. He knew that Reno and Rude would be in the large, troop-transport style helicopter to take them away. Cissnei and Elena were already at the new den site, waiting for them to arrive.
Sweet little Aeris was already inside the helicopter waiting with a pocketful of Restore materia. The sudden need to flee had caught them all off-guard, but Aeris was never one to forget something so important even in their hasty flight. Her little brown ears were perked forward with hope as she watched the rest of the pack struggle toward their escape.
Tseng…swinging his head around wildly, Genesis saw Tseng struggling to protect Rufus as they too ran toward the chopper. Rufus’ ears were plastered down to his head in fear even as he emptied round after round from his shotgun. Tseng seemed to be assertive and calm as always. Aiming with deadly accuracy and taking down enemies as he went, Tseng had almost reached the rendezvous point.
Cloud…
Oh Gaia, where was Cloud?
The blond had been right behind him as Zack covered them both. When had they gotten separated?
A flash of light and a savage roll of the ground beneath him drew Genesis’ attention to the side of the battle. Blond hair flashed in the light of materia.
So many spells.
Genesis gasped as he watched Cloud cast spell after spell after spell. The little blond wolf had dozens of materia attached to him, and several grasped in his bare hands. It was impossible. Absolutely impossible, but Cloud was taking down hordes of the adversaries chasing them.
Sephiroth landed next to Genesis and Zack, black wings snapping closed as he flicked his sword to rid it of accumulated blood. “We need to get out of here before they become more organized. We’re lucky they don’t have a command structure without us.”
A flurry of lightning strikes made impossible to see or even breath until they faded away.
“Cloud’s going to kill himself!” Genesis yelled over the overwhelming noise of battle. “Get him the fuck out of there!”
A huge explosion rocked the ground they stood on. Zack fell rather purposefully over Genesis to protect him from flying debris. Sephiroth knelt next to them with one of his wings extended over the pair.
When Genesis finally managed to push Zack off of him to look around, the rubble had settled.
“Sweet Shiva save us,” Sephiroth whispered reverently.
Cloud had blown up one of the reactors.
The blond glowed brightly with energy, his leathery wings were out and spread to their utmost extent. It was impossible to see his eyes for the glow of mako and power shining from them. The blond head was hanging down, and his hands were shaking so violently he dropped one of the materia in them. In the distance, Genesis could see the skeletal remains of the destroyed reactor. Hundreds must have died in the explosion; not only those working in the reactor but those surrounding it.
The materia in Cloud’s hands began to glow again as he started to draw in more energy.
“Goddess, no,” Genesis growled as he struggled to his feet. “He’s going to burn himself out.”
It was Angeal that broke Cloud out of his destructive trance. And, dear sweet Goddess, Angeal had wings now as well. The larger wolf swept in and plucked Cloud out of the war zone. With a few uncoordinated hefts of his wings, Angeal had he and Cloud next to the rest of pack.
Angeal wrestled with a struggling Cloud who looked like he very much wanted to destroy the entire Shinra Army with his own hands. The blond’s white knuckled grip on the materia didn’t loosen, and he continued to pull power out of…somewhere. Genesis had never seen anything like it.
Sephiroth took Cloud by the shoulders and shook him rather violently. “Cloud! You have to stop. We need to get out of here.”
Cloud’s eyes cleared for moment, and he took a huge breath of air as if he had been submerged in water. “I…” he shook and almost collapsed. Sephiroth caught him before he could hit the ground and immediately barked at the rest of the pack to run.
They made it to the helicopter in moments. As soon as everyone had piled inside, Reno didn’t waste any time in taking off. Sephiroth and Angeal hung outside the open doors to deflect bullets as the chopper speed quickly out of sight.
Genesis didn’t realize that something inside of Cloud was glowing until Zack’s panicked yapping brought his attention to the small blond. Cloud was on his knees, clinging to a seat haphazardly as the helicopter ducked and weaved through the sky. It was like…like Cloud had materia inside of him. It glowed in a negative way if that were possible. It seemed to suck all the light out of the air around him to leave nothing but glowing midnight.
“Fuck,” Reno swore as high winds began to pummel the chopper. Genesis looked out the open door Sephiroth was hanging out of to see the sky clouding over with dark, swirling clouds. They circled tightly, like a hurricane Genesis had seen on TV once. The eye of the storm seemed to be centered over the Shinra building.
It built, the storm raging around them as Reno flew the chopper as fast as he dared. It wasn’t until they were outside of the worst of the major storm that the entire world seemed to detonate behind them. Genesis watched in horror as Midgar exploded under what looked like a gigantic meteor. Cloud collapsed onto the floor and would have been sucked out of the open doors if Angeal hadn’t caught him. After passing Cloud to Zack, Angeal shut the door on his side as Sephiroth closed his.
Through the tiny windows, Genesis saw pursuing Shinra helicopters turn back toward the destruction. There were more important matters now than a few runaway SOLDIERs.
Genesis was shell-shocked. His mind couldn’t even grasp the amount of destruction he had just witnessed. Rufus didn’t seem to be fairing any better. He clung to Tseng like a drowning man with a life-jacket. The ash-blond was extremely pale and shaking as he watched his entire life go up in flames.
Genesis couldn’t even blink as he watched Sephiroth plunge his hand inside Cloud’s chest and rip something out. He wanted to scream, he wanted to ask what in all the Hell’s Sephiroth thought he was doing. He wanted to fling himself over Cloud’s bleeding body to protect his adopted pup, his friend, and his self-admitted equal in both fighting skill and pack rank.
But he couldn’t do any of those things. Genesis sat slumped over in his seat where Zack had belted him in. He panted in short stuttered gasps, starting to feel faint from the lack of proper oxygen but unable to calm himself enough to breathe normally. He watched with dimming vision as Aeris took the still glowing…materia?...from Sephiroth as the silver alpha healed the large hole in Cloud’s chest.
Genesis lost consciousness to the sound of Zack calling his name and the thought that, even if they were battered and chased off like mangy interlopers, they were finally, finally free.
Fandom: FFVII
Author: Lynsey
Websites and Mailing List: See links under user information
Beta: None
Chapter: 1/1 Ficlet
Pairings: The pack
Rating: R
Warnings: Anthro
Disclaimer: I do not own FFVII or its characters. I do not make any money from this fiction.
Summary: Written from prompt: Cloud fiercely protective of his new pack, and showing it.
A/N: Just a reminder that these drabbles are not posted in timeline order. If something doesn’t make sense, it’s probably because I haven’t explained it yet. Go to there: http://lynsey-schadegg.livejournal.com/97889.html
They were under fire.
The entire Shinra army was hell-bent on keeping the pack from escaping. The orders were strict. Keep them from leaving at all costs. If they cannot be taken alive, destroy them.
Hojo wouldn’t, couldn’t, let them disappear. He also reasoned that, if he couldn’t have them, then no-one would.
Genesis wanted so badly to fight, but he had more important matters to attend to. The children inside of him were worth more than a skirmish with peons. That was why he had mates, after all. It was their job to intercept the enemies.
His was to get to the helicopter as quickly as possible.
A stray bullet clipped Genesis’ thigh before he could block it with Rapier. He snarled as he twisted to the side to avoid falling on his stomach. Zack was immediately on top of him, shielding him from dozens more bullets as Genesis ground his teeth and cast a Cure on the wound. The bullet should have never hit him. Never. He was getting slow, and it sent a flash of fear through the redhead.
He was weak.
Genesis hopped back to his feet and fled toward the whirling blades of the helicopter. The sound of battle was almost deafening to his enhanced ears, but Genesis hardly cared. He had to run.
A heavy round of weapons fire made Genesis hit the deck as he struggled to block the barrage of bullets. A flash of silver and black whirled above him as Sephiroth tried to draw the attack to himself.
Genesis’ eyes searched for the rest of the pack. They couldn’t leave without everyone.
Angeal was farther out, dealing with ground troops and war machines as they marched forward. Zack was, once again, standing over him to block any weapons directed at them. He knew that Reno and Rude would be in the large, troop-transport style helicopter to take them away. Cissnei and Elena were already at the new den site, waiting for them to arrive.
Sweet little Aeris was already inside the helicopter waiting with a pocketful of Restore materia. The sudden need to flee had caught them all off-guard, but Aeris was never one to forget something so important even in their hasty flight. Her little brown ears were perked forward with hope as she watched the rest of the pack struggle toward their escape.
Tseng…swinging his head around wildly, Genesis saw Tseng struggling to protect Rufus as they too ran toward the chopper. Rufus’ ears were plastered down to his head in fear even as he emptied round after round from his shotgun. Tseng seemed to be assertive and calm as always. Aiming with deadly accuracy and taking down enemies as he went, Tseng had almost reached the rendezvous point.
Cloud…
Oh Gaia, where was Cloud?
The blond had been right behind him as Zack covered them both. When had they gotten separated?
A flash of light and a savage roll of the ground beneath him drew Genesis’ attention to the side of the battle. Blond hair flashed in the light of materia.
So many spells.
Genesis gasped as he watched Cloud cast spell after spell after spell. The little blond wolf had dozens of materia attached to him, and several grasped in his bare hands. It was impossible. Absolutely impossible, but Cloud was taking down hordes of the adversaries chasing them.
Sephiroth landed next to Genesis and Zack, black wings snapping closed as he flicked his sword to rid it of accumulated blood. “We need to get out of here before they become more organized. We’re lucky they don’t have a command structure without us.”
A flurry of lightning strikes made impossible to see or even breath until they faded away.
“Cloud’s going to kill himself!” Genesis yelled over the overwhelming noise of battle. “Get him the fuck out of there!”
A huge explosion rocked the ground they stood on. Zack fell rather purposefully over Genesis to protect him from flying debris. Sephiroth knelt next to them with one of his wings extended over the pair.
When Genesis finally managed to push Zack off of him to look around, the rubble had settled.
“Sweet Shiva save us,” Sephiroth whispered reverently.
Cloud had blown up one of the reactors.
The blond glowed brightly with energy, his leathery wings were out and spread to their utmost extent. It was impossible to see his eyes for the glow of mako and power shining from them. The blond head was hanging down, and his hands were shaking so violently he dropped one of the materia in them. In the distance, Genesis could see the skeletal remains of the destroyed reactor. Hundreds must have died in the explosion; not only those working in the reactor but those surrounding it.
The materia in Cloud’s hands began to glow again as he started to draw in more energy.
“Goddess, no,” Genesis growled as he struggled to his feet. “He’s going to burn himself out.”
It was Angeal that broke Cloud out of his destructive trance. And, dear sweet Goddess, Angeal had wings now as well. The larger wolf swept in and plucked Cloud out of the war zone. With a few uncoordinated hefts of his wings, Angeal had he and Cloud next to the rest of pack.
Angeal wrestled with a struggling Cloud who looked like he very much wanted to destroy the entire Shinra Army with his own hands. The blond’s white knuckled grip on the materia didn’t loosen, and he continued to pull power out of…somewhere. Genesis had never seen anything like it.
Sephiroth took Cloud by the shoulders and shook him rather violently. “Cloud! You have to stop. We need to get out of here.”
Cloud’s eyes cleared for moment, and he took a huge breath of air as if he had been submerged in water. “I…” he shook and almost collapsed. Sephiroth caught him before he could hit the ground and immediately barked at the rest of the pack to run.
They made it to the helicopter in moments. As soon as everyone had piled inside, Reno didn’t waste any time in taking off. Sephiroth and Angeal hung outside the open doors to deflect bullets as the chopper speed quickly out of sight.
Genesis didn’t realize that something inside of Cloud was glowing until Zack’s panicked yapping brought his attention to the small blond. Cloud was on his knees, clinging to a seat haphazardly as the helicopter ducked and weaved through the sky. It was like…like Cloud had materia inside of him. It glowed in a negative way if that were possible. It seemed to suck all the light out of the air around him to leave nothing but glowing midnight.
“Fuck,” Reno swore as high winds began to pummel the chopper. Genesis looked out the open door Sephiroth was hanging out of to see the sky clouding over with dark, swirling clouds. They circled tightly, like a hurricane Genesis had seen on TV once. The eye of the storm seemed to be centered over the Shinra building.
It built, the storm raging around them as Reno flew the chopper as fast as he dared. It wasn’t until they were outside of the worst of the major storm that the entire world seemed to detonate behind them. Genesis watched in horror as Midgar exploded under what looked like a gigantic meteor. Cloud collapsed onto the floor and would have been sucked out of the open doors if Angeal hadn’t caught him. After passing Cloud to Zack, Angeal shut the door on his side as Sephiroth closed his.
Through the tiny windows, Genesis saw pursuing Shinra helicopters turn back toward the destruction. There were more important matters now than a few runaway SOLDIERs.
Genesis was shell-shocked. His mind couldn’t even grasp the amount of destruction he had just witnessed. Rufus didn’t seem to be fairing any better. He clung to Tseng like a drowning man with a life-jacket. The ash-blond was extremely pale and shaking as he watched his entire life go up in flames.
Genesis couldn’t even blink as he watched Sephiroth plunge his hand inside Cloud’s chest and rip something out. He wanted to scream, he wanted to ask what in all the Hell’s Sephiroth thought he was doing. He wanted to fling himself over Cloud’s bleeding body to protect his adopted pup, his friend, and his self-admitted equal in both fighting skill and pack rank.
But he couldn’t do any of those things. Genesis sat slumped over in his seat where Zack had belted him in. He panted in short stuttered gasps, starting to feel faint from the lack of proper oxygen but unable to calm himself enough to breathe normally. He watched with dimming vision as Aeris took the still glowing…materia?...from Sephiroth as the silver alpha healed the large hole in Cloud’s chest.
Genesis lost consciousness to the sound of Zack calling his name and the thought that, even if they were battered and chased off like mangy interlopers, they were finally, finally free.