Promises of Loyalty
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Final Fantasy VII › Het - Male/Female
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Final Fantasy VII › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
1,973
Reviews:
23
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
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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.
Struggle in the Dark
Chapter 2 - Struggle in the Dark
Tifa shifted back, smacking his hand away as she turned a cold glare to his grinning face. "I don't intend to back down," she muttered, "not when you're the ones hurting the planet." Suddenly, she sprang forward with her right hand balled into a fist, "Don't go easy on me just because I'm a girl!" He saw the move and shifted to the side, but her punch caught enough of his shoulder to send him stumbling back. Falling back, his hand landed flat on the pavement and stopped the momentum, allowing him to launch himself into the air. As he began his decent, he unsheathed the massive sword strapped to his back and aimed it downward. Tifa glanced up to see a pair of mako green eyes glinting with excitement and a large chunk of metal heading toward her. The man hit the ground again and the blade shot out, setting off a shower of sparks where it scraped the pavement. The sword cut close and landed a strong hit on Tifa's left ankle.
Pain shot up her leg as the force of his attack threw her balance off and sent her sprawling backwards. She hit the damp pavement with a thud and immediately struggled to get back on her feet, managing to get into a crouching stance within seconds. Her uninjured right leg suddenly shot out at her assailant, swinging upward and catching his left knee. He grunted as the leg buckled beneath him, causing the SOLDIER to go down on hard on the knee. He thrust the sword down in an attempt to catch himself and steady his collapse, using it to vault up into the air and bring a leg down into her side. The kick sent Tifa flying back into a nearby pile of boxes where she collapsed. He landed on the ground, back turned to her as she scrambled to get out from the broken chunks of wood and debris. After catching her breath for a moment, she darted forward and shot her elbow out toward the middle of his back. Before her move could connect, the SOLDIER spun around and tossed a small black tube at her face. Suddenly, Tifa felt as if her eyes were being covered over by petroleum jelly. As the world went black, her elbow connected with his previously injured shoulder causing him to fall to his knees as the pain shot through his arm. She lashed out at the space where he had previously stood, but her blows met empty air as he rolled from beneath her strikes and stood up a few feet from her. Meeting no flesh where she was attacking, she spun to face away from him and struck out once again, groping blindly for anything to help orient herself.
Silently, he crept up on his opponent and briefly touched a small glowing marble on his bracelet. The marble glowed brighter as he concentrated for a moment, then he placed his open palm on her back as the power of the materia began to enter her body. Her back felt warm for a second, and then trails of fire traced themselves up her spine and through her neck and head. Tifa screamed for a second before her throat closed up and silenced her protests, a piercing ring sounding in her ears. Before she could turn to where the hand had come from, her wrists were captured in a pair of metal handcuffs. Her captor smirked as the lock light flashed from green to red and his prisoner was taken. Tifa struggled against the restraints but the thick metal wouldn't give. Exhausted and injured, her fate was sealed at the hands of the SOLDIER. She was completely disoriented and her clouded thoughts accepted the inevitable: she had been captured. Her body came to accept this fact as well and she collapsed to the ground. The last conscious thought she could muster was that she had failed Avalanche, and prayed for the safe escape of the others.
Triumphant, Zack sheathed his sword upon his back and scooped up his prisoner. As he walked casually through the alley toward the main ShinRa Headquarters, he looked over the girl. She looked to be about his age, perhaps a little younger, with the body of a fighter. Her wrists were unadorned, as were her fighting gloves, meaning she had no concept of the materia system. "A bit unfair of me," he mused, thinking that using silence on her might have been a bit of overkill. As he neared the main gate, he shifted her body so that she hung limply over his shoulder. A swipe of his card key and Zack sauntered through the workers' gate, carrying what had to have been the most attractive prisoner they had ever detained in the massive facility. The other guards and workers gawked at the site: one of the top ranked SOLDIER officials bringing in a young unconscious girl. There was a flood of whispers pouring along the hallways as the news of the new detainee spread throughout the lower ranks of the company. Zack had captured one of the terrorists, and she had turned out to be a young girl. The new discussion around the locker rooms that night was the fate of this new one, especially at the hands of Zack...
...of course, he had performed his duty and taken her directly to the prison level where she was left to be searched and secured in a cell.
He made his way back toward the class A SOLDIER barracks, mind still on their battle and the slight throb in his left shoulder. Suddenly, he walked straight into a short, blonde trainee running in the opposite direction. The other man stood quickly and offered a hand to his superior to help him up. Zack brushed off the assistance and stood on his own, mumbling an apology and continuing on his way. The trainee spoke, "Is it true? You captured one of those terrorists and it turned out to be a teenage girl?"
The fog on his mind lifted and Zack looked up toward the harsh halogen lighting above them, "Yeah, it was another one of those groups trying to corrupt the reactors. She was the only one we got." Before the trainee could ask any further questions, Zack ran his card key through the reader on the wall and stepped into the main SOLDIER quarters. He walked through the halls toward his room and entered, his body moving sluggishly as he finally collapsed on the bed. Sitting up slightly, he removed his black shirt and fell back on the bed, massaging the injured shoulder. A slight purple-blue bruise was already forming from the pair of hits he had taken from her. The bracelet on his arm glinted slightly in the darkness as one of the green marbles glowed a bit brighter. Placing his palm on his shoulder, he closed his eyes and focused his energy into healing the pain. The cure spell worked instantly and he allowed sleep to overcome him. Before giving in totally to fatigue, he muttered a mental plea that the girl wouldn't be further harmed by the rambunctious guards in the prison.
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To be continued in Chapter 3 - Door Prize
Tifa shifted back, smacking his hand away as she turned a cold glare to his grinning face. "I don't intend to back down," she muttered, "not when you're the ones hurting the planet." Suddenly, she sprang forward with her right hand balled into a fist, "Don't go easy on me just because I'm a girl!" He saw the move and shifted to the side, but her punch caught enough of his shoulder to send him stumbling back. Falling back, his hand landed flat on the pavement and stopped the momentum, allowing him to launch himself into the air. As he began his decent, he unsheathed the massive sword strapped to his back and aimed it downward. Tifa glanced up to see a pair of mako green eyes glinting with excitement and a large chunk of metal heading toward her. The man hit the ground again and the blade shot out, setting off a shower of sparks where it scraped the pavement. The sword cut close and landed a strong hit on Tifa's left ankle.
Pain shot up her leg as the force of his attack threw her balance off and sent her sprawling backwards. She hit the damp pavement with a thud and immediately struggled to get back on her feet, managing to get into a crouching stance within seconds. Her uninjured right leg suddenly shot out at her assailant, swinging upward and catching his left knee. He grunted as the leg buckled beneath him, causing the SOLDIER to go down on hard on the knee. He thrust the sword down in an attempt to catch himself and steady his collapse, using it to vault up into the air and bring a leg down into her side. The kick sent Tifa flying back into a nearby pile of boxes where she collapsed. He landed on the ground, back turned to her as she scrambled to get out from the broken chunks of wood and debris. After catching her breath for a moment, she darted forward and shot her elbow out toward the middle of his back. Before her move could connect, the SOLDIER spun around and tossed a small black tube at her face. Suddenly, Tifa felt as if her eyes were being covered over by petroleum jelly. As the world went black, her elbow connected with his previously injured shoulder causing him to fall to his knees as the pain shot through his arm. She lashed out at the space where he had previously stood, but her blows met empty air as he rolled from beneath her strikes and stood up a few feet from her. Meeting no flesh where she was attacking, she spun to face away from him and struck out once again, groping blindly for anything to help orient herself.
Silently, he crept up on his opponent and briefly touched a small glowing marble on his bracelet. The marble glowed brighter as he concentrated for a moment, then he placed his open palm on her back as the power of the materia began to enter her body. Her back felt warm for a second, and then trails of fire traced themselves up her spine and through her neck and head. Tifa screamed for a second before her throat closed up and silenced her protests, a piercing ring sounding in her ears. Before she could turn to where the hand had come from, her wrists were captured in a pair of metal handcuffs. Her captor smirked as the lock light flashed from green to red and his prisoner was taken. Tifa struggled against the restraints but the thick metal wouldn't give. Exhausted and injured, her fate was sealed at the hands of the SOLDIER. She was completely disoriented and her clouded thoughts accepted the inevitable: she had been captured. Her body came to accept this fact as well and she collapsed to the ground. The last conscious thought she could muster was that she had failed Avalanche, and prayed for the safe escape of the others.
Triumphant, Zack sheathed his sword upon his back and scooped up his prisoner. As he walked casually through the alley toward the main ShinRa Headquarters, he looked over the girl. She looked to be about his age, perhaps a little younger, with the body of a fighter. Her wrists were unadorned, as were her fighting gloves, meaning she had no concept of the materia system. "A bit unfair of me," he mused, thinking that using silence on her might have been a bit of overkill. As he neared the main gate, he shifted her body so that she hung limply over his shoulder. A swipe of his card key and Zack sauntered through the workers' gate, carrying what had to have been the most attractive prisoner they had ever detained in the massive facility. The other guards and workers gawked at the site: one of the top ranked SOLDIER officials bringing in a young unconscious girl. There was a flood of whispers pouring along the hallways as the news of the new detainee spread throughout the lower ranks of the company. Zack had captured one of the terrorists, and she had turned out to be a young girl. The new discussion around the locker rooms that night was the fate of this new one, especially at the hands of Zack...
...of course, he had performed his duty and taken her directly to the prison level where she was left to be searched and secured in a cell.
He made his way back toward the class A SOLDIER barracks, mind still on their battle and the slight throb in his left shoulder. Suddenly, he walked straight into a short, blonde trainee running in the opposite direction. The other man stood quickly and offered a hand to his superior to help him up. Zack brushed off the assistance and stood on his own, mumbling an apology and continuing on his way. The trainee spoke, "Is it true? You captured one of those terrorists and it turned out to be a teenage girl?"
The fog on his mind lifted and Zack looked up toward the harsh halogen lighting above them, "Yeah, it was another one of those groups trying to corrupt the reactors. She was the only one we got." Before the trainee could ask any further questions, Zack ran his card key through the reader on the wall and stepped into the main SOLDIER quarters. He walked through the halls toward his room and entered, his body moving sluggishly as he finally collapsed on the bed. Sitting up slightly, he removed his black shirt and fell back on the bed, massaging the injured shoulder. A slight purple-blue bruise was already forming from the pair of hits he had taken from her. The bracelet on his arm glinted slightly in the darkness as one of the green marbles glowed a bit brighter. Placing his palm on his shoulder, he closed his eyes and focused his energy into healing the pain. The cure spell worked instantly and he allowed sleep to overcome him. Before giving in totally to fatigue, he muttered a mental plea that the girl wouldn't be further harmed by the rambunctious guards in the prison.
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To be continued in Chapter 3 - Door Prize