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Chapter Six: Ghosts of the Past Tifa shivered as she urged her Chocobo onward. It was cold on the North Continent, particularly up around the North Crater, where they were headed. She had integrated stockings into her usual outfit, and was also wearing a black jumper over her tank top, with holes for her thumbs in the sleeves. She was glad she had gloves on in this weather, because she was starting to worry that despite her boots and stockings, she couldn't feel her toes. Yuffie followed behind on Falla, her blue Chocobo, with Vincent trudging along behind her. None of the hire Chocobos, nor any of Cloud and Tifa's small flock, had dared go

Chapter Five: Toys in the Attic Cid landed the Highwind carefully on the cramped landing strip of Midgar’s Neo-Shinra for the second time in as many days, having dropped Cloud and the Turks at Nibelheim and Tifa, Yuffie and Vincent a couple of miles from the North Crater. He had left Barret and Red XIII here in Midgar to do what they could without him. He was pretty sure that finding Cait Sith wouldn’t be too much of a problem, but then, nothing was ever as easy as it seemed. He lit up a cigarette as he tossed the rope ladder over the rail of the Highwind’s observation deck. Cid took a long drag, holding the small cylinder ca

Chapter Four: Stained Glass Roses Cloud did a double take when he saw the Shinra mansion. It practically shone in the dreary mountain village he remembered from his childhood. The blue slate tiles of the roof had been stripped of their lichen sheathings, the wooden cornices newly varnished or replaced entirely. The whole place had been repainted and restored to its original glory. He backtracked, jogging back down the incline to grab a local by the elbow, confused. He was certain Vincent wouldn’t have done all this for himself. “Excuse me, but who did up the mansion?” The woman cocked her head at him. She was perhaps twenty-f

Chapter Three: 3, 2, 1 – Let’s Mosey! Cloud waved a hand. “Okay, settle down. Let’s go through what the Turks told us again-“ “We been through that sh- hoohah a hundred times, Spike!” Barret burst out, correcting his language at a stern look from the seven-year-old perched on his knee. Elmyra hid a smile as she moved around them, collecting dishes and refilling glasses as though this were nothing more than a nice visit. But this particular visit had not been very nice at all. Barret had arrived home last night. Marlene had been so happy to see him again. Elmyra smiled at the memory. But Barret had brought

Chapter Two: A Cold Reception “So tell me why we’re here again?” Barret grumbled, massive arms folded across his chest. The black man, over six feet tall, was the founding member of AVALANCHE, though he had surrendered leadership early on. Impulsive and easily provoked, Barret made a formidable opponent for everyone but his daughter, Marlene. That was the source of his current irritation – though the Highwind had landed in the middle of Midgar, he couldn’t go to see his baby because of the Shinra guards being on high alert since the attack on their President. Cid gave a soft snort as he fiddled with the wires of Yuf

Faith & Feather Chapter One: Let there be Heroes In the north, where the land stretches itself thin for dominion over the ocean, where it throws up cliffs and mountainsides to hold the great Mother out of its room, there is a place so desolate and windswept that even the humans that have infected the surface of the Planet like parasites do not dare to go. The wintry land is so bitterly cold that the sun, on most days, passes it by, so desperately, evilly barren that only the very strongest and harshest of the Planet’s creatures can survive. Yet even the monsters no longer visit the Crater. There the blood of the Planet rages through he