………………………………………………………………………………………………Me: Okie. Disclaimer… hmm… lessee…
Cloud: Quit being a stupid moron and say the frikin' disclaimer.
Me: Don't bother me while I'm thinking! (shoots cloud…)
Tifa: Oh noo! Cloud! (heh, now I can continue my affair with Reeve, president of Shinra… yesss…)
Cloud: What! You're not leaving me are you! Noo! (starts crying)
Tifa: Oh I'm not going anywhere… (darn…)
Me: Anyway… I do not own most characters, I'll probably add a character here or there, but, disregarding that, all of the characters from the game are not mine. (also, the affair thing was just for humor. It is not in the story)
Disclaimer: Shikaku Zetsumei does not own anything that was originally in the game. He does, however, own everything else.
"The failures of the dead become the missions of the living…"
Final Fantasy VII – The Undead
Chapter 1 – Five Years On
(Year after Meteor incident)
The waves pounded against the high rocks. A figure was slammed into the rocks and dropped back into the water. It bobbed around grotesquely like a rag doll, struggling to stay afloat, to stay alive. An hour later, the figure dragged itself onto the beach. The person's clothes dripped as he squelched onto the sand. Only one thought came to this person's half-crazed mind.
"Damn you all!"
He set off to plan for something that would happen many years in the future. It would be perfect. He would finally get revenge on those who had defeated him. Such a humiliating defeat. But that would all change with the coming of the game…
(Tifa's Final Heaven)
Loud music played as people staggered up to the bar for their fifth shot of martini and other such liquors. It interior of this room smelled strongly of alcohol, cigarettes, and unwashed bodies. But she ignored it all. She continued to serve the drinks.
"Hey, cutie." A particularly nasty man had come up for his seventh shot of vodka. (don't ask me how one can survive such alcohol abuse…) "Wanna have some fun with me?"
Tifa, already used to this from her other such customers, shook her head and said, seductively, "Maybe later."
"Come on, baby! Now's fine." He began to drag her across the bar.
"Cloud." Tifa said, snapping her fingers.
A blow came out of nowhere as the ex-SOLDIER stunned the drunkard. The last thing he saw was two glowing green eyes before he was hurled, quite viciously, from the pub.
"Thanks dear." Tifa said.
They weren't married, but Cloud stayed protectively near his childhood friend, acting as if he was just another man in for a drink. Cloud was still mourning for Aeris even though five years had past since the Meteor incident. As his best friend, Tifa respected his silence on the topic.
"Closing time!" Tifa shouted at the 'residents' of the bar. "Anyone who isn't out within ten minutes is thrown out."
That was a pretty generous time considering the people were so drunk they had trouble telling a circle from a square. Within a few minutes, the people were gone. Tifa locked the door and barred the windows. Even though this small bar was in Kalm, alcoholics came from the four corners of the world to try Tifa's Suicide Shot. Specially made for those who like it strong. The phone rang.
"Cloud, can you get that?" Tifa yelled from the shower.
Cloud picked up the phone.
A whispered voice crackled in his ear.
"Is this… where Cloud Strife and Tifa Lockheart… live?" The voice said.
"Next week, Friday the thirteenth. Junon Operations Room." The caller whispered.
"What is this for…?" Cloud asked, puzzled.
"A reunion… of sorts…" the caller hung up.
"Who was it?" Tifa asked as she came out, towel around her shoulders.
"What did they say?"
"Said there was a reunion at Junon on the thirteenth."
"Maybe the others wanted us to meet again." Cloud pondered.
"That would be fun!" Tifa said. "I wonder how everyone is?"
"Let's pack. We can make the journey by next Friday on Storm." He was talking about the female gold chocobo he had bred during the Meteor incident to help him get the Knights of the Round Materia.
Barret cursed as he hammered his thumb instead of the nail. Five years had passed and he was still fixing up Corel. The townsfolk had forgiven him and he was busy helping restore it to its former glory. He was currently using his gun arm as a hammer and trying to continue on the previous day's work.
"Daddy? You done?" Marlene asked from below.
"Almost honey," the black man hammered in a couple more nails and climbed down.
"Did you miss me?"
"Yeah!" Marlene giggled happily as Barret tossed her up and caught her.
"Yo! Barret!" A man called from within the electric house. "Call!"
The town was small and didn't need much power. The electric house was all they needed to have sufficient power.
"Yo. This is Barret."
"Who the hell is this?"
"Next week, Friday the thirteenth. Junon Operations Room. Come. It's a reuinion." Barret stared at the phone as the speaker hung up.
"Hey! You guys gonna be okay if I leave for a few weeks?"
"Sure Barret. You've done most of the work up until now. You deserve a break."
"Thanks Rigol. Come on Marlene. We're gonna visit Aunt Elmyra for a while."
Half a week later, Barret and Marlene had traveled by boat to Midgar. Barret apologized again and again for having to leave little Marlene with Aeris's mother again.
"No, it's alright. We had lots of fun last time didn't we, Marlene?"
"Yeah!" The young girl giggled.
Barret went back to Midgar's Airport to await the next ride to Junon.
Speaking of Midgar, it had gone through drastic changes throughout the previous five years. The sector seven plate had been fixed and all the pillars of the sectors had been modified to withstand tremendous force. All courtesy to the new president, President Reeve. The slums weren't so bad now and the Mako reactors had been shut down to be replaced by solar panels that actually collected more energy than the reactors.
Reeve sat contentedly in a huge armchair, Cait Sith, the cat, curled around his neck and Cait Sith, the robot, bouncing around the room. He sighed. Every time he looked at that cat, he was reminded of the incident five years previous.
"Well, Cait Sith," he said to the robot. "What am I gonna do today?"
"Why do you always ask me?"
"Because I have nobody else to talk to." He said.
The cat around his neck mewed. Cait Sith's robotic ears drooped.
"Except you two of course. All my advisors do is give me crap that I already know."
A burst of music erupted from the dancing robot as a signal that he had an incoming call. Cait Sith, the robot, hopped over.
"Answer it." Reeve said.
"President Reeve?" A voice hissed through the open moogle's mouth.
"Next week, Friday the thirteenth. Junon Operations Room." The caller said.
"Who is this?"
"It does not matter. There will be a reunion. Come." The person hung up.
"That was weird."
"Want your fortune told on that?" The happy-go-lucky cat asked.
"Not now. I need to think."
"Can I come?"
"You're going aren't you?"
"Why would I?" Reeve looked perplexed.
"It would look very bad upon the president to not go to some kind of meeting."
"Let's go then."
"We need someone to look over things when I'm gone."
"Godo? He has good political status."
"He's too busy."
"They're off somewhere on a mission. I sometimes wonder why I don't have a vice president…"
"Probably cuz you won the election with one hundred percent of the votes."
"How about Dorsin?"
"Him? Naw, I ask him of too many favors."
The ex-SOLDIER member had helped Reeve out many times past while Reeve was away. In truth, Reeve was embarrassed that the president of Shinra continued to ask a ex-SOLDIER member for help. He called him up anyway.
"Dorsin, can you help again?"
"Sure thing Mr. President." Dorsin said in a deep, but quiet voice, red eyes glowing slightly.
"You know what? You might as well be my vice president."
"But, I cannot. Nobody has voted me." The tall, dark-skinned man said.
"It'll be alright. You know the general schematics of things around here."
"Thank you, Mr. President."
With that, Reeve and Dorsin continued to plan out what they would do in case Reeve did not return within a few weeks.
"Gotcha Vinnie!" The hyperactive ninja leapt from the balcony and landed on top of a very surprised Vincent.
"Right…" he mumbled.
"Oh, come one. Cheer up! Let's go have some fun at the ceremony."
"You know you want to…"
"Go away, I'm meditating."
"Go away, I'm meditating." Yuffie mimicked in his dark voice.
Before he knew what was happening, Vincent was being dragged toward the bonfire in front of the Pagoda. Five years had past and, after Vincent had found Lucrecia dead, he had come back to Wutai. He liked that place. It was peaceful and calm. Yuffie was ecstatic and had run around him in circles for ten minute before dragging him off to her house to throw a welcome party.
Later, she had passed her exam and become a true ninja. During those years, Vincent sat quietly, until Yuffie bugged him, conversing with Chaos. Eventually, they had worked out a sort of truce and Vincent could transform between the two fairly easily now. Though the demon still bugged the crap out of him and was sometimes a hindrance, it was a lot more comfortable knowing that he could now transform at will instead of randomly.
"Yuffie… let me go." Vincent said over the din.
"NO!" Yuffie screamed back cheerfully.
"Par-ty!" Yuffie whooped as she dragged him off to dance in the crowded square.
The Leviathan Festival was held once a year. Vincent dreaded crowds. Too noisy and pushy. Nevertheless, he endured it to keep the cheerful ninja happy. The young men of the town set off fireworks that spiraled in blue and green sparks into the heavens. Yuffie cheered noisily with the rest of the crowd. Vincent winced. He felt something pushed into his claw and the digits forcibly closed around the item. He whirled, but there was nobody.
"Yuffie." He muttered.
"What!" She yelled.
Vincent sighed and dragged her off.
"What!" She asked again, this time more irritably.
"Look at this."
He held out the letter.
Yuffie Kisaragi and Vincent Valentine:
Next week, Friday the thirteenth. Junon Operations Room. Reunion.
"What is it?"
"I don't know. Someone put it in my hand during the fireworks."
"What should we do?"
"Sounds like a challenge," punching thin air.
"Everything sounds like a challenge to you, Yuffie." Vincent said.
She stuck out her tongue at him.
"Let's go anyway. I can go wherever I want now that I'm a ninja."
Within Vincent's mind, he poked Chaos awake.
'What do you want?'
Vincent transformed into the huge demon. Yuffie returned from telling her father that they were going. He picked her up and they soared into the night.
Shera Highwind worked on the Tiny Bronco for over two years before it was fully functional. After her husband had crashed it, it had taken another three years to fix it up again since he couldn't help for the first year or so. (Too many broken bones…)
"There. It's finished again." Shera said.
"Yep." Cid said.
"I'll go make dinner." Shera walked off.
Cid looked at the disappearing figure of his wife. He sighed. Five years ago, after the Shinra and Sephiroth incident, he had proposed after he had gotten back. He had told her his feelings and gratitude. She was pretty surprised but said yes anyway.
"What -bleep- in' crap did you make this time."
"Oh, stop it. I know you like my food. You'd starve otherwise, too."
They finished dinner and lay on the wings on the newly fixed Tiny Bronco.
"Look at the stars, Cid. There's so many of them."
"Hmph." He grunted as he exhaled a puff of smoke.
"I love you Cid." Shera murmured as she snuggled closer.
Cid embraced her close to him. His face drew close to hers for the kiss. The phone inside blared a loud and very annoying jangle.
"-bleep-" He said as he dashed off to answer.
Shera giggled slightly as she watched her husband yelling into the phone.
"Who the -bleep- is it?"
"Cid and Shera Highwind?" The voice inquired.
"Yeah. What the -bleep- do you want?"
"Next week, Friday the thirteenth. Junon Operations Room. Come to the reunion." The caller said.
"Oi! Who the -bleep- do you think you are!" Cid yelled into the receiver.
The line went dead.
"Stupid jackass." Cid muttered. "Hey, Shera! Get the Highwind geared up. We're heading to Junon!"
"Some -bleep- ing idiot wants to see us there."
Without knowing why, Cid packed his Venus Gospel as well. You never know. It could be needed.
"You want the pilots, too?" Shera asked as she packed her things.
"Yeah. Go get their lazy asses up. It's a long flight from here to there."
The renegade Shinra soldiers ran silently in the dark of the night. These soldiers were those who were still loyal to the long dead Rufus. They were thoroughly convinced that they could somehow bring the old Shinra empire back to power. Cosmo Canyon seemed a right place for a hideout. The silent figures were, however, not unseen or unheard by two creatures looming from the rocks above. With a snarl, Nanaki leapt down several stories and pounced on a straggler. He died without a cry.
The other creature, too, had leapt. The silky black sheen of her coat reflected the moon as she took out several soldiers. As they realized that they were under attack, only five were left. They yelled and started to aim at the black creature. Nanaki erupted from their left as he ripped a soldier in two. Temporarily distracted, the other pounced on the one with a weapon. The two took care of the remaining three in due course. The bodies finally lay still in the dim moonlight.
"I think that's the rest of them, Moonlight." Nanaki said to his mate.
"Yes, they were certainly annoying were they not?" She purred.
"Let's go." Nanaki padded silently off with his mate.
They entered Cosmo Canyon.
"Nanaki, Moonlight," he said, bowing respectively. "How were things?"
"They shouldn't be bothering us anymore." Nanaki said.
"They won't be bothering us at all." Moonlight stated.
"Good job you two." The guard said as they walked off.
Five years. A fairly short time for Nanaki, Red XIII, to find his life's mate. She was a precious creature. Panther-like with a cold blue flame on her tail, Nanaki had fallen for her immediately. Now they walked side by side to visit Seto.
"It's been five years since I found out about this." Nanaki said.
"He must've been brave." Moonlight nuzzled him.
"I'm ashamed that I ever thought him as a coward."
"Don't be, at least you know now."
A scout gasped as he climbed the steep boulders that the two cat-like creatures had so easily managed.
"L-letter." He gasped. "Came by Morse."
"Thank you." Nanaki said, reading the note.
Nanaki and Moonlight:
Next week, Friday the thirteenth. Junon Operations Room. AVALANCHE reunion.
"Hmm." Moonlight huffed.
"We can discuss it later." Nanaki turned to the scout. "You can ride me if you are tired."
"Thanks." The tired scout said and clambered on.
In a short time, they made it to the main camp area.
"Thanks." The scout said and hurried off.
"We can make good time if we go to Cost del Sol right now."
"Fine with me."
"We'll be back in a couple weeks." Nanaki told the elders.
"Okay! Be careful."
They ran off down the mountains.
"Elena, for the last time! NO HACKING! We almost got arrested once!"
"Okay! Geez, sorry! Just having a little fun!" Elena stuck her tongue out at Reno.
"Why does you definition of 'fun' include illegal viewing of property?" Rude sighed.
"Okay! OKAY! Geez!"
The Turks were doing their rounds, checking that none of the reactors were reactivating. Elena had conveniently found a port in which her computer could access the entire mainframe. To make a long story short, she had somehow ended up in the president's private files. Plans of Cait Sith, letters from his mom, etc.
"Man, I'm bored." Reno said as he electrocuted a Dragon as it tried to attack the group.
"I hate Nibelheim." Rude muttered. "It's too dark and dreary here."
"I could play a movie." Elena suggested pulling out her laptop.
"No." Reno responded flatly.
"We're good here. Let's move out."
Just then, Reno's PHS went off. From the ringing, it was an unknown number.
"Ready for some hacking, Elena?"
"Aye, aye, sir!" She promptly took out her laptop and hooked it to the phone.
Reno turned it on.
"Is this the Turks?" The voice was soft and had a strange hiss to it.
"Next week, Friday the thirteenth. Junon Operations Room. Reunion. President's orders."
"Oh, and one more thing."
Elena's computer seemed to bleed as a blood red dripped from the top of her screen to the bottom.
"Hey!" She screamed as the computer overheated at a tremendous rate and exploded. "Ow!" She cried in pain as shards embedded themselves in her hands and face.
Rude gave her an X-potion.
Reno put away his phone.
"Whoever that was, knew what we were doing."
"Let's go." Rude said.
Junon was a peaceful port city. Separated into the rich and luxurious upper and militaristic lower sections, it was an extremely prosperous city. Numerous sounds could be heard. A child crying, drunkards yelling, people gossiping. The sky went dark overhead as a cloud covered the moon. Time seemed to stop just then. Not a single sound could be heard. Not a single movement detected. But there was something moving. A solitary figure pacing quickly through the town. The person stopped at each still person and quickly attached a device. He worked quickly and within several hours, the whole town was finished. The cloud drifted, unsuspectingly and lazily, away from the moon. The drowsy peace that had once been settled comfortingly over the city was now an eerie silence.
(Friday the Thirteenth)
Cloud walked into the Junon Conference Room at noon on Friday the thirteenth. He noticed that he and Tifa weren't the only ones in the room.
"Vincent! Yuffie! Hey! What brings you here!"
Vincent let Yuffie do all the talking.
"Well, Mr. Dark and Moody said we should be here early. We've been sitting here for three hours now!" She threw a glare at Vincent who merely shrugged.
The door opened again and Nanaki and his mate padded in.
"Red!" Yuffie bounded over to rub his nose.
"You let her do that?" Moonlight sounded offended.
"It's no use if you try to tell her to stop."
"Hey! You got a mate! Good for you! What's your name?"
"That's a nice name." Yuffie patted her on the head.
"If you were not Nanaki's friend, I might have killed you."
Completely unperturbed, Yuffie said, "Wow. You should meet that man over there. His name is Vincent. He's just like you. Dark and gloomy."
Yuffie hugged Moonlight and bounded off.
"Like I said." Nanaki stated.
Later, Reeve and Cait Sith strolled in. Looking a bit surprised, he sat down and watched Cait Sith talking to Moonlight and Nanaki.
"Want your fortunes told?"
"Not now Cait."
Barret bust into the room after about half an hour.
"Did I miss anything?" Then, noticing his friends said. "Hey! Wassup!"
Three hours later, the room was pretty full and most of the people had arrived. Cid and Shera came in about an hour ago. Cid had been pulled along by Shera to prevent him from killing the pilot who scratched the Highwind during landing.
"-bleep- in' pilots! They'll suffer Cid Highwind's wrath!"
The Turks strolled in, looking nonchalant and bored.
"What are you doing here?" Reeve asked.
"We got a call from some idiot." Reno replied smoothly.
"He melted my computer!" Elena complained.
"You came here to avenge a computer?" Vincent asked from the left-hand corner of the room.
"Y…" she began.
"No." Reno said, cutting her off.
"So we all got a call telling us to be here today." Cloud said. "But where is our host?"
As if in response, the screen in the back of the room flickered on. It was an old fashioned projection screen, meant for overseas video conferences.
"You have arrived."
From within the dark background, the shadow of someone, or something, stirred.
"Welcome warriors." The voice hissed.
"What have you brought us here for?" Vincent said from his corner.
"Please wait." The voice said. "The last two people are arriving."
Two hooded figures pushed two beds into the room. Both beds bore one figure. Cloud recognized both. One was petite, her brown hair coming down to her waist, and wore a pink dress and small red jacket. The other was tall and lean. Wispy silver hair lay around his still form. A seven-foot long sword was also carried into the room.
"Why the hell did you bring Aeris here!" Cloud yelled.
"Makes things more… interesting." The voice jeered.
A blue light engulfed both figures. Aeris coughed up water as her eyes fluttered open. Sephiroth, too, awoke. His eyes no longer burned with madness. With Jenova gone, he had returned to his silent self. Aeris leapt off the bed and embraced Cloud.
"Aeris…" Cloud said in shock.
"I told you I'd be back." She said.
A ways off, Tifa's eyes twinged with sadness.'Well, as long as he's happy…' she thought to herself.
"Something troubling you?" Moonlight purred as she sat next to Tifa.
"No, it's nothing." She said.
Sephiroth, happy that no one was trying to kill him, wandered to the right-hand corner of the room. Along with Vincent in the other corner, they looked like a pair of deadly statues.
"Now that everyone's here…" the voice hissed.
Everyone whirled to look at the screen. They had completely forgotten about the mysterious host.
"We can now begin the games."
"What -bleep- in' games are you talking about?" Cid asked.
"You have one objective. Survive." The voice said. "First game… get out."
A loud ticking filled the room.
Me: Well! How was that? Most of the plot will stay the same, but I also added in the quotes at the beginning and some extra information! Hope you enjoyed it! Chapter two will soon be up!