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Final Fantasy VII: Reverie	By : Saan Category: Final Fantasy VII > General Views: 656 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Before the platform landed, the SOLDIER pushed Leira to the side and hopped off with several feet to spare. He landed in a squatting position, knees bent and wide apart, flatfooted and buttocks floating a couple inches off the ground with a tinny sounding thoom. He reached into a back pocket and removed a small device. Holding it at arms length, he swiped from left to right and finally stood up.

�What are you doing?� Leira asked leaning over with her hands on her knees. She landed and nervously stepped off falling in behind Timal.

Without a word, he tossed the device over his shoulder leaving her to catch it.

�Just checking for life signs. There�s some irregular warmth over there.� He pointed into some place in the distance and shook his head.

�So you found something, then?� Leira snatched the tool out of the air and pushed a button. She hoped she did not let on how unfamiliar she was with the contraption. It looked like a large pocket calculator, only with three buttons and a tiny monitor. �I can�t tell anything from this. How you do know where the heat signatures are coming from?�

The man�s head lowered and his hands came up to rest on his hips. �Oh, I don�t know. That busted railing and the trail of blood heading off toward that strangely lit room might be a clue.�

Sure enough, he was right. Leira dropped the tiny gadget in shock and hurriedly pushed a button on the side of her helmet, triggering a small beam of light to shine through her visor.

The pair�s landing place was the top of a huge pipe extending from one side of the reactor to another. The only thing that kept them from going over the sides was a very thing double railing rusted by age and the harsh elements inside the reactor.

A huge section of the guardrail was torn and pushed outward.

Sluggishly, the platform lifted and traveled back to the top abandoning the two Shinra agents.

The SOLDIER whistled softly and turned to look at her while he scratched at the inside of his ear. �What do you think happened here?�

From the ripped rail, a trail of large drying blood splotches extended to the other side. It looked like some form of struggle had taken place causing the guardrail to break. Why the huge amount of blood? Neither of them was prepared to hazard a guess.

Leira went into Elite mode. �Let�s go.�

Timal pinched the bridge of his nose. �Yes, ma�am,� he muttered under his breath scraping his toy off the ground and tucking it back into his pocket.

The pair clonked along the rotting brown pipe paying no mind to the rushing water below them. Leira figured that mentioning her fear of heights to him would be a hefty admittance of vulnerability. She pressed on with a gloved hand grazing the handrail. Thankfully, her helmet hid her fear and her continuous gulping.

�You don�t like heights, do you?� The man�s voice asked with a hint of concern.

�What do you think that other room is for? Aren�t reactors only supposed to have that one back room?�

Timal put his head back. �How the hell-hey!� He stopped in his tracks as the beam of light from the Elite�s helmet landed on a lump at the very edge of the catwalk.

Leira and her SOLDIER companion sprinted to the end and surrounded the limp form. She clicked off her helmet�s light and removed it. �Who is that?!�

A man lay on the ground face down in a pool of blood.

�I don�t know. Can�t say for sure�but I don�t think that mess over there was his.�

�Then who?� The Elite knelt beside the corpse. His hair was dark brown and his skin extremely pale. He was dressed in in blue slacks, a plaid shirt and blue denim vest. What would an ordinary man be doing in a Shinra reactor?

The sound of footsteps captured Leira�s attention. A little beam of light flicked about and drew nearer and nearer. By the time she turned around, the SOLDIER was already off to confront the intruder. �Geez, think with your head not your fists, you goon.� she spat to herself.

�That�s as far as you go!� Timal shouted and removed his gemmed pistol from the holster hanging at his hip.

The footsteps stopped but the light continued to move, ultimately bypassing the big man and resting on Leira. �You�ve found Mr. Lockheart. That�s good.� Tseng�s voice seemed to emanate from the tiny yellow light.

�Yeah, he�s gone,� Timal grudgingly responded. �We don�t think the blood on the catwalk is his though.�

�No?�

Leira got to her feet and entered the strange chamber. The area around her was very well lighted with red walls and row upon row of strange metallic pods.

While Tseng continued his conversation with Timal, she took it upon herself to continue her investigation. She pulled a lanyard out of her belt and attached it to a tiny tab inside her helmet. There was no sense in carelessly leaving her head protection behind.

With every deliberate step, she examined each tank. Every contraption had a clear window. The only problem was the porthole like glass was high above her eye level. If she wanted to view the interior, she would have to climb it. As a little girl, she avoided climbing on top of anything that was taller then herself. While she did not consider herself a �girly girl� by any means, she made it her motto to be safe rather than sorry. As gingerly as she could, she trekked from one pod to the next; keeping her eyes on them in case anyone hid behind. Something off in the distance, a few rows up, caught her eye. One container seemed to have a liquid of some sort, trickling down. While the odd color caused her to lean in closer, her left foot struck something below triggering a low moan.

Leira stiffened, trying her hardest to keep her head up and not look down. It�s just the floor. She repeated to herself. The more she tried to stay calm the louder the moan.

�Uuuuuh-� the voice trailed.

She pressed her back to the tank and kept her eyes averted, heart pounding beneath her chest. Scared witless, she moved backward.

The awful moan persisted and something grabbed her foot then steadily moved up her leg. �Uuuuuuh��

�OHMIGAWD!� she shouted and looked down.

Another man was lying on the ground, staring up at her. He was injured and bleeding badly but Leira did not care. As fast as she could she ran out of the room in reverse determined to escape as well as not be followed.

�Whaff!�

Leira whirled around and two hands grabbed her above the elbows. Quite by accident, she ended up plowing into Timal.

The hefty Wutaian glared at her with tremendous revulsion for half a second then looked behind her. �Looks like she found Cloud!�

The poor girl did a double take, staring at Timal then over to the injured foot soldier then back again. �Cloud! Ohmigawd!� She knelt in front of the blonde youth and placed her hands on his shoulders. All the boy could do was make crackling sounds and loll his head from side to side. Dried blood stained his face, uniform, and spiky hair.

�What�s wrong? What happened?� Leira asked him with growing concern.

The SOLDIER pushed her aside and ripped a potion from his uniform. �He�s going through shock, that�s what!� He shouted and force-fed the amber liquid to the boy. �You don�t have to be damned genius to recognize that!�

�I�m sorry!� Leira apologized.

Tseng held a hand out to her and helped her to her feet. �It�s okay. You weren�t trained for this type of run. First Class Klefmon, send word to Nibelheim control and let them know we�ve found one member of Sephiroth�s party.�

The SOLDIER rolled his eyes and sat cross-legged beside Cloud Strife. �I�m monitoring his life signs, you do it yourself.�

Tseng winced at his rudeness and shook his head, pushing in a tiny button on his watch. �Tseng to Nibelheim control. We have found officer Cloud Strife and Lockhart senior.�

�We read you, Tseng. What are their conditions?� A grating masculine voice responded.

�Cloud Strife was administered a potion by SOLDIER First Class Klefmon but is still critical. Lockhart, on the other hand, is dead.�

�We�ve got a team on its way to meet you. Have you found the guide, Sephiroth or the other SOLDIER yet?� Tseng did not answer.

�So where do you think we are?� Leira asked her former supervisor.

He suddenly found himself deep in thought. He had been over the reports dozens of times. Never once was any form of chamber mentioned. In truth, he was as dumbfounded as the Elite. �What has Hojo been up to all these years?� He ended up asking aloud.

�Huh?� Out of the corner of his eye, the Wutaian Turk noticed movement from behind one of the containers.

Timal jumped to his feet and skimmed over each canister. �I don�t see a thing.�

�No. I see it, too.� Leira concurred.
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Final Fantasy VII: Reverie