Death 101
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Final Fantasy VII › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
840
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Death 101
Title: Death 101
Author: PennState
Summary: Life sucks, then your hit by lightning and die. Unfortunately it isn’t always that easy.
Rating: Lost of very bad language, but later on who knows?
Pairing(s): undecided, CloudxAeris.
Feedback: desired.
Betas: If anyone wants to help me out there more then welcome.
Author’s notes: If for whatever reason Jack turns into a Mary Sue then throw a book at my head. If i mess anything up tell me and i will fix it. I usually write a few chapters at a time, so it might be a few weeks between updates. Enjoy
*Disclaimer: I own nothing.
………
I knew I shouldn’t have gotten out of bed today, but did I listen to myself ? No.
I fuckin’ suck.
I didn’t listen to myself when trying to hold a coke, a sandwich and a stack of games in my feeble arms. I can juggle right? Figures, I just had to find out otherwise. When tripping over your own feet I suggest grabbing the games and not your sandwich. Granted, the sandwich was pretty damn good. However, in the long run its cheaper then having to replace your brothers favourite game before he got back to realise it was cracked in two cause a sandwich seemed more important at the time.
He might not be too mad. Then again the moon could actually be made of cheese. He has beaten the game at least 4 times before. So he really shouldn’t be too mad that he has to start his 5th time all over again. Man, I’m so dead.
“Do you need any help miss?”
Fuck no.
“Umm No thanks.”
I watch ‘Tony’ go back to stocking shelves. I bet his name isn’t even Tony. It must suck working at HMV. What with having to wear blue and all. Right, back to what I was doing. I scan the play station 2 games and grab what will probably be used to kill me later. Death by Game. Hey that’s not too bad. I suppose I could try to play it till I get to where he saved it. I’ve never been good at video games though, I always end up spilling my drink on the controller and getting hit over the head. Then having a book pushed into my hands and told to just watch. I glare at the blond man on the cover.
“Your evil, you know that?”
Cause talking to a game isn’t crazy. Eh, Screw it. I make my way to the cash register and hand my c.d. shaped noose to ‘Amanda’. She screws up her face at me and runs it threw that neat red laser thing that always made me a little jealous. Those things look like fun, not that someone named Amanda would realise their potential.
“That will be $19.99.”
Oh god she’s smiling, WAIT.
“$19.99? This game is ancient.”
And with a shrug I pay. Damn it, there goes my cig money. It sucks to me, don’t it? I thank ‘Amanda’ and head out, bag in hand trying my best not to hit anyone as I make my way to the exit. Whoever though a mall was a good idea should be shot. Several times, then set on fire. Yeah, that should do it. Too many people in one place is wrong. At least I’m almost out, the doors are in sight. Freedom here I… Oh shit.
“Oh crap. It fuckin’ figures. I bet your laughing you ass off”
Yelling at the ceiling isn’t insane in the slightest. Nope, not at all. I think I’m twitching. I guess I deserve it. All this could have been avoided if I just stayed in bed. On I go, into the ran. I don’t usually mind walking in the rain. Dodging between umbrellas has always been a pastime of mine. I would kill to be back in the city, but no I had to be staying with my crappy brother cause he didn’t want to be alone. Mother fucking siblings, with their messy break ups and there breakable games. Damn my boss who gave me the week off cause apparently I work too hard. Damn Tina for not loving him, and me for caring. Did he stay with me when the tables where the other way round? No. Stupid family.
I cant even see where I’m going anymore and thunder is a lot louder then I remember it being. At least I’m almost there. Maybe walking threw field during a storm isn’t the best idea. I wish I could see something, instead of my mascara which is probably all over my face by now and a clump of white which would be one of my many deadlocks. Make life easier my ass. I should probably go round it instead of straight through the middle, but that would talk a lot more time then I’m willing to spend in the rain.
I hold the bag above my head to shield my eyes so I can get my bearings and my hairs on standing on end. I realise a second too late that that was probably a really, really stupid thing to do. I’ve never been a baby when It came to pain, hell sometimes I even welcome it, but that my friends is a whole other story. I can hear myself scream over the ringing in my ears, and taste blood before everything goes black.
Dude, being unconscious fucking sucks.
I have no clue how long I’ve been out, but it must have been ages. I don’t think I’ve ever been this thirsty in my life.
“Are you alright?”
Of course I’m not alright. I’m dead, I’m as far from alright as you can possibly get. I could kill for a glass of water.
“Water.”
“Can you open your eyes?”
Something is tickling my arm, and if I wasn’t dead I would try to scratch it. Who would have though the afterlife would be itchy?
“If you want water your going to have to open your eyes.”
I open my eyes and regret it immediately. A woman is leaning over me, looking pretty worried. Then again if I found a corpse I would probably act the same way. She moves back a little and all I see is pink. God I hate pink. That’s it, I must be in hell. I’m never eating a sandwich again.
“Can you move at all?”
“I..I don‘t know”
I reach over to scratch my arm, looking over to find the woman’s hair is the cause of my itchiness. Her hair is really long, I mean really long and twisted… Why is that so familiar. I look up again and try pull myself up. It almost worked too. She moves and for now the pink is gone. Who would have thought hell had demons in pink?
“Hey slow down. Can you tell me what happened?”
“Lightning”
“Are you sure? It hasn’t rained here in a week, and if it had you would have to be outside the city walls instead of in the middle of a sidewalk in Sector 7.”
Sector? Circle maybe, but Sector? If my mind holds then the 7th circle of Hell was the City if Dis, which would explain the concrete beneath me, and all the noises that go along with a city. I never would have thought Hell would be, well to be honest I was never religious so I don’t know what I thought.
“Where‘s all the Fire and Brimstone?”
She laughed and shook her head at me.
“I‘m Aeris.”
Now I know I’m in Hell. Fucking sandwich. I push myself up and glare at her.
“I get it, you can quite the act now.”
“What?”
“The lighting hit me when I held up the game and killed me.”
“Your not dead.”
“Yeah I am, and I‘ll spend eternity in hell cause of a stupid god damn mother fucking sandwich”
She opens her mouth and closes it again then frowns at me. Tilting her head she looks me over, and stands. She’s squinting at me and rests her hands on her hips, as if she’s trying to dissect me with her eyes. We stare at each other for a while, and I realise there’s something very, very , very weird going on.
“What’s your name?”
I look up and can feel myself sigh. Maybe if I just lie down and close my eyes this will all go away. But then what? Would I wake up somewhere worse? Probably. My mouth feels like a desert.
“My kingdom for some water.”
“That’s an odd name.”
She’s giggling and I’m a little impressed with myself. Dead and quoting Shakespeare, my mother would be so proud, unless of course if she did the same. I look around hoping my mother doesn’t pop out, and for the first time I take in the city around me. Well the slums around me really. I’ve seen worse but that doesn’t help much in my current situation.
“Jack”
“Pardon me?”
She’s giving me that weird look again, and I can feel my left eye twitching.
“Call me Jack”
She stares at me for a little longer and finally shrug’s it off. After a quick look around she looks back to me and offers me her hand.
“Well Jack, we better get out of here. On the way home we can get you some water.”
I take her hand and she helps me to my feet. I feel pretty good for a corpse and after swatting her hands away we start moving. She’s telling me about some guy she meet today with bizarre blond hair and how later she’s going to plant some flowers. I watch the people we pass, all looking at Aeris as if she’s mad and paying no attention to me whatsoever. In fact, I might as well be invisible. I follow the pink hell spawn and start looking for anything with a reflective surface.
“Aeris”
“Yeah Jack?”
I can feel her looking at me so I just point, I can’t hear her anymore but I can tell she’s talking from her reflection in the window. I walk forward and place my hand on the dirty glass. I search for my reflection, as if it might hiding from me but there is none. After quickly looking down to make sure I’m still there I look back to the window. Aeris is looking around now and grabs my forearm.
“I can see you Jack. We can talk about it later. We just have to go NOW!”
I can tell she’s scared so I let her lead me away, and I check for my reflection in every window we pass. I only see Aeris, rushing down the road while pulling an invisible friend. I suppose being a crazy chicks invisible friend forever isn’t too bad.
Author: PennState
Summary: Life sucks, then your hit by lightning and die. Unfortunately it isn’t always that easy.
Rating: Lost of very bad language, but later on who knows?
Pairing(s): undecided, CloudxAeris.
Feedback: desired.
Betas: If anyone wants to help me out there more then welcome.
Author’s notes: If for whatever reason Jack turns into a Mary Sue then throw a book at my head. If i mess anything up tell me and i will fix it. I usually write a few chapters at a time, so it might be a few weeks between updates. Enjoy
*Disclaimer: I own nothing.
………
I knew I shouldn’t have gotten out of bed today, but did I listen to myself ? No.
I fuckin’ suck.
I didn’t listen to myself when trying to hold a coke, a sandwich and a stack of games in my feeble arms. I can juggle right? Figures, I just had to find out otherwise. When tripping over your own feet I suggest grabbing the games and not your sandwich. Granted, the sandwich was pretty damn good. However, in the long run its cheaper then having to replace your brothers favourite game before he got back to realise it was cracked in two cause a sandwich seemed more important at the time.
He might not be too mad. Then again the moon could actually be made of cheese. He has beaten the game at least 4 times before. So he really shouldn’t be too mad that he has to start his 5th time all over again. Man, I’m so dead.
“Do you need any help miss?”
Fuck no.
“Umm No thanks.”
I watch ‘Tony’ go back to stocking shelves. I bet his name isn’t even Tony. It must suck working at HMV. What with having to wear blue and all. Right, back to what I was doing. I scan the play station 2 games and grab what will probably be used to kill me later. Death by Game. Hey that’s not too bad. I suppose I could try to play it till I get to where he saved it. I’ve never been good at video games though, I always end up spilling my drink on the controller and getting hit over the head. Then having a book pushed into my hands and told to just watch. I glare at the blond man on the cover.
“Your evil, you know that?”
Cause talking to a game isn’t crazy. Eh, Screw it. I make my way to the cash register and hand my c.d. shaped noose to ‘Amanda’. She screws up her face at me and runs it threw that neat red laser thing that always made me a little jealous. Those things look like fun, not that someone named Amanda would realise their potential.
“That will be $19.99.”
Oh god she’s smiling, WAIT.
“$19.99? This game is ancient.”
And with a shrug I pay. Damn it, there goes my cig money. It sucks to me, don’t it? I thank ‘Amanda’ and head out, bag in hand trying my best not to hit anyone as I make my way to the exit. Whoever though a mall was a good idea should be shot. Several times, then set on fire. Yeah, that should do it. Too many people in one place is wrong. At least I’m almost out, the doors are in sight. Freedom here I… Oh shit.
“Oh crap. It fuckin’ figures. I bet your laughing you ass off”
Yelling at the ceiling isn’t insane in the slightest. Nope, not at all. I think I’m twitching. I guess I deserve it. All this could have been avoided if I just stayed in bed. On I go, into the ran. I don’t usually mind walking in the rain. Dodging between umbrellas has always been a pastime of mine. I would kill to be back in the city, but no I had to be staying with my crappy brother cause he didn’t want to be alone. Mother fucking siblings, with their messy break ups and there breakable games. Damn my boss who gave me the week off cause apparently I work too hard. Damn Tina for not loving him, and me for caring. Did he stay with me when the tables where the other way round? No. Stupid family.
I cant even see where I’m going anymore and thunder is a lot louder then I remember it being. At least I’m almost there. Maybe walking threw field during a storm isn’t the best idea. I wish I could see something, instead of my mascara which is probably all over my face by now and a clump of white which would be one of my many deadlocks. Make life easier my ass. I should probably go round it instead of straight through the middle, but that would talk a lot more time then I’m willing to spend in the rain.
I hold the bag above my head to shield my eyes so I can get my bearings and my hairs on standing on end. I realise a second too late that that was probably a really, really stupid thing to do. I’ve never been a baby when It came to pain, hell sometimes I even welcome it, but that my friends is a whole other story. I can hear myself scream over the ringing in my ears, and taste blood before everything goes black.
Dude, being unconscious fucking sucks.
I have no clue how long I’ve been out, but it must have been ages. I don’t think I’ve ever been this thirsty in my life.
“Are you alright?”
Of course I’m not alright. I’m dead, I’m as far from alright as you can possibly get. I could kill for a glass of water.
“Water.”
“Can you open your eyes?”
Something is tickling my arm, and if I wasn’t dead I would try to scratch it. Who would have though the afterlife would be itchy?
“If you want water your going to have to open your eyes.”
I open my eyes and regret it immediately. A woman is leaning over me, looking pretty worried. Then again if I found a corpse I would probably act the same way. She moves back a little and all I see is pink. God I hate pink. That’s it, I must be in hell. I’m never eating a sandwich again.
“Can you move at all?”
“I..I don‘t know”
I reach over to scratch my arm, looking over to find the woman’s hair is the cause of my itchiness. Her hair is really long, I mean really long and twisted… Why is that so familiar. I look up again and try pull myself up. It almost worked too. She moves and for now the pink is gone. Who would have thought hell had demons in pink?
“Hey slow down. Can you tell me what happened?”
“Lightning”
“Are you sure? It hasn’t rained here in a week, and if it had you would have to be outside the city walls instead of in the middle of a sidewalk in Sector 7.”
Sector? Circle maybe, but Sector? If my mind holds then the 7th circle of Hell was the City if Dis, which would explain the concrete beneath me, and all the noises that go along with a city. I never would have thought Hell would be, well to be honest I was never religious so I don’t know what I thought.
“Where‘s all the Fire and Brimstone?”
She laughed and shook her head at me.
“I‘m Aeris.”
Now I know I’m in Hell. Fucking sandwich. I push myself up and glare at her.
“I get it, you can quite the act now.”
“What?”
“The lighting hit me when I held up the game and killed me.”
“Your not dead.”
“Yeah I am, and I‘ll spend eternity in hell cause of a stupid god damn mother fucking sandwich”
She opens her mouth and closes it again then frowns at me. Tilting her head she looks me over, and stands. She’s squinting at me and rests her hands on her hips, as if she’s trying to dissect me with her eyes. We stare at each other for a while, and I realise there’s something very, very , very weird going on.
“What’s your name?”
I look up and can feel myself sigh. Maybe if I just lie down and close my eyes this will all go away. But then what? Would I wake up somewhere worse? Probably. My mouth feels like a desert.
“My kingdom for some water.”
“That’s an odd name.”
She’s giggling and I’m a little impressed with myself. Dead and quoting Shakespeare, my mother would be so proud, unless of course if she did the same. I look around hoping my mother doesn’t pop out, and for the first time I take in the city around me. Well the slums around me really. I’ve seen worse but that doesn’t help much in my current situation.
“Jack”
“Pardon me?”
She’s giving me that weird look again, and I can feel my left eye twitching.
“Call me Jack”
She stares at me for a little longer and finally shrug’s it off. After a quick look around she looks back to me and offers me her hand.
“Well Jack, we better get out of here. On the way home we can get you some water.”
I take her hand and she helps me to my feet. I feel pretty good for a corpse and after swatting her hands away we start moving. She’s telling me about some guy she meet today with bizarre blond hair and how later she’s going to plant some flowers. I watch the people we pass, all looking at Aeris as if she’s mad and paying no attention to me whatsoever. In fact, I might as well be invisible. I follow the pink hell spawn and start looking for anything with a reflective surface.
“Aeris”
“Yeah Jack?”
I can feel her looking at me so I just point, I can’t hear her anymore but I can tell she’s talking from her reflection in the window. I walk forward and place my hand on the dirty glass. I search for my reflection, as if it might hiding from me but there is none. After quickly looking down to make sure I’m still there I look back to the window. Aeris is looking around now and grabs my forearm.
“I can see you Jack. We can talk about it later. We just have to go NOW!”
I can tell she’s scared so I let her lead me away, and I check for my reflection in every window we pass. I only see Aeris, rushing down the road while pulling an invisible friend. I suppose being a crazy chicks invisible friend forever isn’t too bad.