“Hey! He stopped!” Barret and Cid looked at the man in the black cape. He had stopped screaming in agony. “Cool! Let’s take a break.” Cid and Barret sat down and took out the picnic lunches that Shera packed up for them. The man flinched, and looked around. Barret began to munch down on his peanut butter and jelly sandwich. “Hey, Cid. Shera’s sandwiches are pretty good! Cid?” Cid didn’t respond. Barret turned his head just in time to see the black caped man’s fist.
It was finally time for Yuffie’s family to leave. Yuffie made Cloud accompany her to the exit. “Thanks, Cloud.” “Yeah, yeah, yeah! Now can I go? I kept my end of the deal! Give me back my materia!” “Shh!” Yuffie covered Cloud’s mouth with her hand as her family came over to her. “Hey, Yuffie.” Chekhov waved. “Looking forward to seeing you and Cloud at the Annual Wutai Pageant next week!” Chekhov, Staniv, and Gorky left. Godo glared at Yuffie as he left. Cloud himself wasn’t very happy with Yuffie. “Don’t tell me. I have to...” “Yup.”
Back at Yuffie’s hometown, Wutai, Shake finally caught up with the rest of the family.
“Hey, guys!” Shake jumped up and down, waving her arms. “Yuffie’s boyfriend is a fraud! I heard them talking about it!” “Miss Shake!” Gorky frowned. “I thought you were more mature than that! How dare you resort to spreading slanderous lies about Miss Yuffie!” “No! It’s true!” Chekhov sighed. “Calm down, Shake. We know you’re just jealous.” “What!?” “After all, you broke up with your last boyfriend.” “Yeah!” Staniv laughed. “I remember how you smacked him hard because he said you were short!” By now, Shake was fuming with anger.
Tifa returned to her Seventh Heaven bar in Nibelheim with Cloud, who had temporarily taken a break from pretending to be Yuffie’s boyfriend. She began to serve the three customers who were waiting. Cloud recognized the three customers. “What are you doing, here!?” One of the customers had a dark complexion, dark sunglasses, and no hair. Another one had red spiky hair and wore shades above his eyes. The last one was a female with short blond hair. All of them were wearing the official attire of the Turks, although the one with the red hair wore his clothes more loosely than the other two. Reno, the man with the red hair, was annoyed with Tifa. “Can’t a guy get any service around here!?” Tifa snapped back. “The sign said, “Closed,” you moron!” “Heh. Hey, Reno.” The bald man turned towards his companion. “Tifa called you a moron.” “Shut up, Rude!” Elena, the female, stopped Reno and Rude. “You two are so immature!” Cloud was suspicious. Previously before, these three had sparred with him more than once. They were members of the Turks, which was an elite group formed by Shinra to do covert operations. Of course, now Shinra was gone. As she wiped a glass clean, Tifa talked to Reno. “So, what are you doing, now?” Reno sighed. “Nothing. Nada. Zilch. Zippo. We’ve been out of work.” Elena joined in. “It’s been really hard for us since there are no more evil corporations to work for.” Rude, already drunk, added his bit of comment to the conversation. “All we do now is get drunk in bars.” Tifa looked at the pathetic site. “Well, I hope you find something to do.” “Thanks.” Reno drank his ale, and placed his cup down. “Hey, put it on our tab, okay?” The three left. Cloud watched. “Tifa, I still don’t trust them.”
Cait Sith’s moogle was drowning in its own tears. No one liked him. Everyone treated him badly. Then, a man in a black cape approached. “Hey, there!” “Kupo?” “How are you doing?” “Kupo...” “Feeling bad, eh?” “Kupo.” “I understand.” The man comforted the big fat stuffed animal. “No one appreciates you, huh?” “Kupo.” “I know how you feel. You’ve been controlled all your life. Just a simple pawn. Well, now. I have an idea. Will you listen?” “Kupo!” “Great!” “Kupo?” “My name? My name is... Sephiroth.”
Reeve was in his Cait Sith factory. Ever since his last Cait Sith kind of malfunctioned (The moogle killed the cat), he needed a new one. He glanced around the factory. What a marvelous site. Thousands of Cait Siths were wandering around, working to manufacture more Cait Siths. The voices of cats screaming orders into their microphones echoed throughout the factory, as the clangs and klinks of machinery sounded. Reeve smiled. He really like Cait Sith. Suddenly, the huge entrance door to the factory burst open. All of the noise stopped. All was silent. In the doorway stood a Cait Sith moogle. Standing next to him was a man in a black cape that reminded Reeve of Sephiroth. The moogle with him raised its arms, and in its deep voice, it roared. “KUPO!!!” All of the Cait Siths stared. The moogle roared, again. “KUPO!!!” Suddenly, all of the other stuffed moogles also roared. “KUPO!!! KUPO!!! KUPO!!!” The factory was soon filled with the roar of the moogles. Reeve wondered what was going on. To his horror, all of the moogles immediately grabbed all of the cats riding them and slammed the cats on the floor, then stomped them and jumped up and down on them. “MEOW!!! HELP!” Destruction occurred throughout the factory. Soon, every last toy cat was killed. When the dust settled, the floor was littered with pieces of toy cats. All of the moogles joined the original moogle and the man in the black cape and they all left the factory. Reeve stared. He was astonished. He finally broke the silence. “That never happened before, either...”
Shake was decorating the pagoda with ribbons and strings of confetti. She stepped back to examine her work. “This year’s pageant is going to be the best, ever! Except for one thing.” Shake grumbled. She was annoyed. She knew that Yuffie and Cloud really weren’t girlfriend and boyfriend at all, but no one believed her. She sighed, and got back to decorating the pagoda.
“Ugh...” Cid and Barret woke up. They were in an abandoned mako plant. Their sight was kind of fuzzy. “What the $@&() happened?” Cid glanced around. All over the place, moogles were walking around and working. A voice sounded over the loudspeaker. “The age of reckoning is upon us! Soon we will be victorious!” All of the moogles roared. “KUPO!” Cid was baffled. “What the %@&() is going on!?” The man in the black cape walked up to Barret and Cid. “Ah, I see that you two finally woke up.” He smiled. Barret was extremely angry. “You better let us go!” “Yeah! When our friends find out about this...” The man smiled. “You’re friends? You mean, Cloud? He isn’t going to save you.” The man laughed and walked away.
“Yeah, and it looks really weird, too.” Tifa dragged Cloud into the chocobo square. They returned to the Gold Saucer because their last trip was so rudely interupted by Yuffie. Cloud entered the chocobo square, and walked up to the manager. “Hey, Ester. What’s going on?” Ester waved her arms. “Joe got a new chocobo. And no one can defeat it.” Cloud stood confidently, and remarked, “We’ll see about that.”
At the race track, Tifa accompanied Cloud to his golden chocobo. Cloud took a look at Joe’s new rainbow chocobo. “What the...!?” Joe smiled. Tifa glanced at the chocobo. It seemed to be different than when she last saw it, but she couldn’t figure out why. Suddenly, it hit her. The last time she saw that chocobo, its eyes were pupiless and it seemed to just stare into space like a robot. Now, it glanced around and seemed more like an actual chocobo. Tifa wondered what happened. Cloud and Joe boarded their chocobos and prepared for the race. “GO!” “FINISH!” Cloud glanced around. “What the hell!?” His chocobo didn’t even start running and Joe had already crossed the finish line.
As Tifa and Cloud left the chocobo square, Cloud was thinking. He mumbled to himself. He saw something in that chocobo’s eyes. Something that reminded him of someone. But he couldn’t place his finger on it. Oh well.
Shera wondered why Cid didn’t return home, yet. She sighed, and went to bed. To her dismay, Palmer took Cid’s bed while he was gone. Palmer jumped onto the bed. “Hey! Hey! Hey! Very comfortable!” He went to sleep.
Palmer had a dream. A wonderful dream. About cake. Delicious cake. “Yum! Cake!” Palmer opened up his mouth and was about to munch on the delicious cake, when a staff slammed into his head. “Ouch! OUCH! Huh?” Palmer turned around and saw Aeris. “What do you want!?” Aeris had an angry expresion on her face. “Palmer! Do you know what you did!?” “Um, yeah! I danced around naked on Cid’s bed!” “No! Not that!” Aeris was disgusted with the thought. “I’m talking about the time you used your mako gun in the Promised Land! You opened up a portal that enabled some evil souls to escape!” “So?” Palmer continued to eat the cake. “Don’t those souls need a body before they can do anything?” Aeris slapped Palmer. “Yeah! And they found a body! Look!” Aeris pointed to an image that materialized in the air. Two images appeared. One image of a man wearing black commanding an army of moogles, and another one of a rainbow colored chocobo toying with the support of the Gold Saucer. “Now look! Those two bodies were possessed by Sephiroth and...” Aeris seemed to have trouble saying the name of the other soul. “And someone else.” Palmer stared at the images as he ate his cake. “So?” Aeris slapped Palmer, again. “Cloud is at the Gold Saucer. Apparently, that chocobo wants to kill Cloud by making the Gold Saucer collapse while Cloud is in it. I don’t know why. You have to stop him!” Palmer had finished eating his cake. “Why me!? I don’t have to! You can’t make me!” “I can’t, eh?” Aeris clapped her hands. A red man with a pitchfork and a forky tail walked up to Palmer. “Hello.” He poked Palmer with his pitchfork. Palmer jumped back. “Yipe!” Aeris glared at Palmer. “If you want to avoid an eternity of torment in the afterlife, you’d better stop that chocobo and Sephiroth!” “Okay, okay!” Palmer woke up, and headed for the Gold Saucer.
Reno glanced at the chair. A man was sitting in it, but since the chair was turned around, Reno, Rude, and Elena couldn’t figure out who the man was. “So, what do you want?” asked Reno. “You know what I want.” The man handed Reno a picture. Reno was surprised. “Cloud!?” The man smiled. “Kill him.” Reno glanced at Rude and Elena. Rude was expressionless. Reno commented, “Well, it’s a job, isn’t it?” Elena didn’t say anything. Rude put the picture on the desk. “We’ll take it.” he said. “Excellent.” The Turks left the room. The chair turned around. The man in the black cloak brushed his long silver hair and smiled.
“Wark.” “What was that?” The repair man glanced around. He was busy checking all of the Gold Saucer’s devices and supports. He went to check out the noise. “Anyone here?” He glanced around the dark room. He searched behind some of the pipes, which were everywhere. Nothing. “Anyone?” The man looked around for a minute. Then he went back to his original position. “I guess I’m just paranoid.” The man sat down. “WAAARK!!!” “AAAH!” The rainbow chocobo stared at the bloody mess that was once a man. It spit. It then walked over to the main support structure of the Gold Saucer, and placed a timed device. Ten minutes.
“Shit! Those %$!@ moogles are everywhere!” Cid watched helplessly as the moogles continued to manufacture more moogles. Moogles came and went carrying buckets of oil and manufacturing parts. Some of them were also carrying some vials marked, “Jenova Cells.” Barret tried to rip free from his chains. “We can’t let this happen! Sephiroth is going to run amok!” One of the chains snapped. Barret smiled. “But now what am I going to do?” There were too many moogle guards around to escape. “Hmm... Hey, Barret?” “You talking to me!?” Cid reached for his front pocket with his mouth. He took out a cigarette. He spit the cigarette out, and it landed on Barret’s gun arm. “Yuck! You foo’!” Barret glanced at the cigarette. Suddenly, he knew what Cid wanted him to do.
“Fire!!!” The cigarette burst into flames as it was shot out of Barret’s gun into a moogle with a barrel of oil. “KUPO!!!” All of the moogles dashed over with fire extinguishers to save their companion. The room was soon filled with chaos as the fire and the smoke spread. The moogles were so busy putting out the flames that they didn’t notice Barret and Cid sneaking to the exit.
The rainbow chocobo smiled. Once the device went off, the Gold Saucer would collapse, with Cloud in it. He looked at the watch on his wing. Three... Two... One...
Nothing. The chocobo screamed. What happened!? At the edge of the desert that the Gold Saucer was located in, a man stood. The man was charred black. The man was also very fat. Palmer sighed. He looked at the exploded bomb that he held. “Ouch.”
“What was that?” Tifa glanced outside her window of the Ghost Hotel. She could have sworn that she saw something explode in the distance. Cloud replied, “Don’t worry about it.” Cloud left to his room.
Reno looked into Cloud’s room. Rude was staring into Tifa’s room. Reno smacked Rude with his electro magnetic rod. “MAN! Stop that!” “Sorry.” Elena slapped Rude. Reno gestured to the two. “All right. Let’s go.” Elena was nervous. “He’s not dressing or anything, is he? I don’t think I want to see that...” “Don’t worry. I already checked.” Reno kicked open the door. “SURPRISE! Prepare to die!” Cloud quickly jumped out of bed. “What the...!? What are you doing, here!?” Rude smacked Reno. “Do you think you could have been any louder!? I think there are still people fifty miles from here who didn’t hear us, yet!” “Oops.” Reno had a nervous expression on his face. Elena stared at Cloud. “Chocobo pajamas!?” All three of the Turks burst into laughter. “Ahem!” Rude calmed Reno and Elena down. “We got work to do.” Elena took out some of her grenades while Rude clenched his fists. Cloud knew that he was going to have one heck of a night. “Uh oh.” Cloud leaped out of his bed, dashed into his closet, and dashed out with his soldier uniform on and his big buster sword armed. Reno charged at Cloud. “YAAAH!” Cloud jumped out of the way and kicked Reno in the back, sending him flying into the closet. Cloud quickly locked the door. “HELP!” Reno screamed. Elena gritted her teeth. “Oh yeah? Try this on for size!” She readied an SS mine, and darted it at Cloud. Cloud dodged the mine, which flew past him and smacked Rude in the face and exploded. “Ouch!” Rude glared at Elena. “Oops. Sorry.” Rude hopped in front of Cloud and threw a punch which Cloud blocked with his sword. The two engaged in one-on-one combat. While Cloud was occupied with Rude, Elena drew her pistol and aimed it at Cloud. Cloud knew that if he didn’t finish with Rude soon, he would be shot. Suddenly, the closet door behind Rude fell down and squashed him. “I’m free!” Reno burst out of the closet. Elena pulled the trigger. BANG! Cloud dodged, once again. “URK!” Reno kneeled down. “AAAAH! I’m so sorry, Reno!” Reno put his hand to his chest where the bullet hit him. No blood. Reno removed a metallic cover issue of Honeybee Magazine. “NOOO! ELENA! Look what you did to my beautiful goddesses!” There was a bullet dented into the magazine. All of this time, Cloud was chopping Rude with his huge sword. Reno was angry. “I’ve had enough of this! My goddesses, I will avenge you!” Reno charged at Cloud and jammed his electro-magnetic rod into Cloud. “Aagh!” It sent a powerful electric charge into Cloud that paralyzed him. “Ha ha ha!” The three Turks laughed at Cloud. They then approached him, and proceeded to beat the $%(@) out of him. “Die!” Elena punched Cloud in the face. Reno slammed his rod down hard on Cloud. Outnumbered, Cloud was soon overtaken by the three Turks. They beat him to a pulp. Pow! Smack! Crack! Rude was still stomping his foot on Cloud when Tifa dashed into the room with some Gold Saucer security officers. “Cloud!” Reno glanced at the officers. “Oh *&(@)%!” Reno, Rude, and Elena dived out of the window as Tifa ran up to Cloud. He was unconscious.
The hospital of the Gold Saucer was bustling with activity. Thousands of Gold Saucer customers got mental cramps daily from the snowboard game. Yuffie comforted the newest patient. “Gee, Cloud. I hope you’re all right.” “Don’t worry... about... it.” Cloud was having trouble speaking. The doctor walked up to Tifa and Yuffie. “Don’t worry. He’ll be fine. But he won’t be able to leave the hospital for a few days.” Tifa turned to the large bulky man next to her. “Thanks, Dio.” “Hey, don’t mention it.” Dio, the owner of the Gold Saucer, got up and left. Yuffie looked down at Cloud. “He’ll be better in time for the Wutai Pageant, right?” Tifa glared at Yuffie. “What!? Is that all you care about!? You lousy selfish piece of...” “HEY! I’m sorry, okay?” Yuffie wasn’t ready to get into another flame war with someone. The doctor walked over to her. “Don’t worry. I’m sure he’ll be better by the time of the pageant.” The doctor left. Yuffie cheered. “Hooray!” Tifa began to talk with Yuffie. “Why did the Turks do this?” Yuffie was playing around with Cloud’s three master materia. She turned her head to look up at Tifa. “Huh? Why are you asking me? How the heck would I know?” Yuffie went back to juggling the three master materia orbs. Tifa sighed. The doctor returned. “Visiting hours are over.” As Tifa and Yuffie left the room, Tifa whispered, “Get well soon, Cloud.”
“Hooray!” Yuffie ran around Tifa in a circle. “Cloud’s going to be better in time for the pageant.” Tifa grumbled at Yuffie’s selfishness. They entered the ropeway vehicle that exited the Gold Saucer. Yuffie was still bugging Tifa about how she and Cloud would be the best couple at the pageant when they left the Gold Saucer. Tifa suddenly stopped. Yuffie babbled on. “Yeah, and then I’ll walk up to Shake and say, “You su...” “Shh!” Tifa stopped Yuffie. Yuffie looked at what Tifa was staring at. A huge army of fat stuffed moogles stood before them. And in front of them was...
“Sephiroth!?” Tifa gasped at the sight of the familiar villain. “Hello, Tifa.” “What are you doing!?” “Revenge, Tifa, revenge.” The man in the black cloak waved his hands, and the moogles began to advance on Tifa and Yuffie. “Tifa? What’s going on?” “Yuffie! Run!” “But...” “Do it! I’ll hold them off!” Yuffie stared at the pack of moogles. How was she going to get through? “KUPO!” One of the moogles charged. Tifa sent it flying with a well-placed kick. Another moogle attacked. Tifa punched it hard, and its stuffed head flew off. Yuffie darted a some throwing stars at the army of moogles, cutting through them. However, more and more kept on coming. “Yuffie! Get out of here!” “Be careful, Tifa!” Yuffie weaved in and out of the moogles, who were too slow and clumsy to catch her. Tifa grabbed one of the moogles and suplexed it into its buddies. Twenty moogles surrounded her. A quick sweep kick reduced the number to fifteen. “FINAL HEAVEN!” Tifa screamed as her fist glowed. She then slammed her fist into the closest moogle, causing an explosion that sent a whole bunch of them flying through the air. The man in the black cape frowned. He had hoped that these moogles were better fighters. Fifty more moogles surrounded Tifa. “Oh sh...” Tifa was soon buried under the huge pile of moogles. She picked up one of the moogles, and threw it away. It flew right into the man in the black cape, who stumbled backwards. “Urk! You!” Tired of watching his moogles getting the %&() knocked out of them, the man readied his sword, and charged at Tifa. Tifa, preoccupied with a bunch of moogles, saw him out of the corner of her eye. She punched another fat moogle into him, but he swiped it away with his sword. However, while he was blocking the large projectile, Tifa gave him a knuckle sandwich. “I’ve had enough of this!” The man raised his arms. Tifa watched as electrical power began to encircle the man. “What!?” The man directed the energy directly at her...
Yuffie kept on running. She ran for a long time. She kept on running without looking where she was going. She ran right into Cid. “AAGH! YOU &@%()!” Yuffie stopped and caught her breath. “Cid! Barret!” “Yuffie!” Yuffie saw that Barret and Cid already had an idea of what happened. They all stared at each other. Cid took a puff of his cigarette. “Yep. Sephiroth is back.”
Barret and Cid told Yuffie about how the Sephiroth clone suddenly went beserk. Yuffie couldn’t figure out how it got a mind of its own.
Joe wondered where his chocobo went. He glanced around the broken stable. It escaped. “%$(@)!” Joe cursed as he realized that he wouldn’t be able to beat Cloud anymore at the chocobo races. “How the heck am I going to catch that chocobo? The thing is as fast as lightning!” Joe hopped on his Shinra Inc. automobile and left to find his rainbow chocobo. Another chocobo, this time a black one, decided to follow him.
The briefcase slammed down on the desk. Reno twiddled his fingers. “Oooo... De moola! Come to papa, baby!” He reached for the briefcase, but the man in the black cloak snatched it back. “Hey!” Reno stared. The man with the black cape wasn’t very pleased. “That was just a review of what you won’t be getting!” “Why not!?” “I told you to kill Cloud, you fool! He’s still alive!” “Heh, heh.” Rude walked over to Reno. “That’s because genius boy here never learned how to keep quiet.” “Oh shut up.” Elena just stood there reminiscing about how stupid Reno was. The man turned his chair around, again. “As it is, I still have a job for you three.”
“What the %&@() happened, here?” Cid stared at the pieces of moogles littering the floor of the ropeway station. “Where’s Tifa?” Yuffie searched the area, but found nothing. “Oh my gawd!” Yuffie dashed into the ropeway vehicle. “Cloud!” Barret grabbed Cid and ran after her.
The Gold Saucer was also littered with pieces of stuffed moogles. Many of Dio’s security gaurds were applying bandages to their wounded companions as the Gold Saucer mechanics repaired Dio’s battle mechs. Dio wiped his forehead. “Whew! I’m just glad we were able to stop those things.” He turned to the man in the blue business suit next to him, and screamed angrily, “REEVE! What the hell were those things doing!?” Reeve rubbed his head. “Sorry, Dio. I don’t know what came over them.” The ropeway came in, and when it stopped, Yuffie dashed out and slammed into Reeve. “Urk!” Reeve glared at Yuffie. “Why are you in such a rush?” “Cloud! Is he okay?” Another ropeway landed, and Barret and Cid jumped out. “You foo’! Don’t leave us behind like dat!” Cid looked at all the junk lying around. “Here, too!?” By now, Yuffie had picked up Dio by the neck and was shaking him frantically. “Tell me! Where’s Cloud!?” Dio broke out of Yuffie’s grip, and brushed himself off. “Cloud? He’s fine. He seemed to be the primary target of our dear friend’s creations...” Dio gave Reeve an angry glare. “But my security was able to stop them. Their leader seemed to be that Sephiroth guy that you people were chasing around some time ago.” “Whew. I’m glad he’s all right.” Cid butted in. “Hey! What about Tifa?”
“Tifa?” Reno looked into the jail cell. “Why the heck did you capture her?” “Simple, you fool. She’s going to be a hostage.” The man in the black cloak pulled Reno away from the cell. Rude wasn’t paying attention. “Tifa...” he mumbled. Elena grabbed Rude and Reno and led them to a corner, where the man with the black cape couldn’t listen to them. “Hey, guys.” “Huh?” Elena glanced around. “Why would Sephiroth resort to hiring us, anyway?” “Beats me. Who cares?”
It only took a night for Cloud to completely recover. Yuffie was relieved. “Hooray! You can come with me to the Wutai Pageant!” she cheered. Cloud was annoyed. “Yuffie! I’m not going to your stupid pageant!” he screamed. “What!?” “No. I have decided. I’m not going to let you do this to me.” “What? But...” Cloud glared at Yuffie. “It’s just a useless fraud. The only reason you want me to come with you is so that you can look good in front of your family. It will be completely meaningless and empty.” Yuffie watched as Cloud walked away. “But... I was really looking forward to it.” Yuffie was about to cry. A messenger ran up to her. “Message for Cloud.” Yuffie grabbed the letter. “I’ll take it.” She opened the letter, and read it.
“Dear Cloud, I have Tifa, ha ha ha! Come to the number one abandoned Mako plant at Midgar or else she dies! Mu hu ha ha ha ha!” You’re dear friend, Sephiroth.
Yuffie suddenly had an idea. “I’ll save Tifa! Then Cloud will have to come with me to the pageant out of gratitude! But first, I’ll need help. Hmm. Ah ha!” She dropped the letter and ran away. Cid picked up the letter. “Cloud? I think you should read this!”
The rainbow chocobo glanced around the ruins and smiled. It looked at the vile it held. On the vile was the label, “Jenova.” The chocobo smirked as he thought about the comeback he would make using the power of the crisis from the sky. Except, this time, the crisis will come from the planet, itself.
“Weaklings! You are all weaklings! Thousands of you, and you couldn’t even get past the gaurds of an amusement park! As if the fact that you all got beat up by a single girl was bad enough!” The man in the black cloak slammed his fist into one of the moogles. It exploded. “Kupo!” The original stuffed moogle watched in fear as the man with the black cape grabbed another moogle and ripped its head off. He glared at the stuffed toys around him. “You’d better not fail me, again.” As he walked off, the original moogle was beginning to regret what he did.
“Why the heck do we need that!?” Shake glared at the disco ball that Gorky was hanging up in the dance hall. Gorky replied, “What!? You don’t like disco? It’s Lord Godo’s favorite!” “It is!?” Shake looked at Godo, who was sitting in a corner with an angry look on his face. She turned back to Gorky. “What’s wrong with him?” “Don’t mind Lord Godo. He’s just still angry at Yuffie for choosing a boyfriend without his consent.” Chekhov walked in. “Hey! Looking great,” she commented. “This new dance hall is perfect!” The large dance hall was constructed solely for the Annual Wutai Pageant. It was generally a large empty auditorium right now, but Shake and Gorky were working on decorating it. “Hey, Chekhov!” Shake waved at Chekhov. “Can you tell me who your date to the pageant is, yet?” Chekhov had a nervous look on her face. “Um...” “Well?” Shake prodded. “GUYS!” Yuffie burst into the hall. “Sephiroth is back! And he has an army of crazy killer giant moogles that are running amok!” Chekhov, Shake, and Gorky stared at Yuffie for a minute. “So?” Yuffie slapped her head. “So!? Aren’t you gonna do something?” Shake, Chekhov, and Gorky looked at each other. “Not really.” “What!?” Gorky walked up to Yuffie. “Well, you see, we’re kind of busy preparing for the pageant.” “Besides,” Chekhov thought to herself. “I still have to find a date.” Yuffie was angry. “You selfish fiends! Why won’t you help me out!?” Shake was the first to reply. “Well, odds are that you’re just trying to stop those moogles for your own selfish purposes.” “You guys are all stuck up @%&(@)!” Gorky was shocked at Yuffie’s language. “Miss Yuffie! How dare you say that!” “Ha!” Shake laughed. “She is so immature!” “What!?” Yuffie, Shake, Chekhov, and Gorky began screaming and yelling at each other. “Dad!?” Yuffie looked to her father for help. Godo said nothing. “Dad!? Come on!” Godo got up, and glared at Yuffie. “Why in the name of Da-Chao should I help a sneaky little brat who doesn’t tell her father anything!?” “Dad!?” “Get out of my house!” Godo roared, and chased Yuffie out. “Um, Lord Godo?” “Yes, Gorky?” “This isn’t your house. It’s the dance floor for the Wutai pageant, remember?” “Oh shut up.” Suddenly, Staniv dashed into the hall. “Guys!” His information shocked everyone.
“Yum!” Palmer happily looked at the cake that Shera cooked for him. Shera sighed. “When will Cid be done fighting Sephiroth?” she complained. A vision of Aeris appeared in the cake. “Palmer!” Palmer picked up the cake and opened his big mouth. Aeris screamed. “AIYEE! No! Palmer! Don’t! I have to tell you something!” Palmer swallowed the cake, whole. “Huh? Did I hear something?” Aeris smacked Palmer’s stomach with her staff. “OW!” Palmer rubbed his belly. “My stomach doesn’t seem to be agreeing with me.” “Palmer!” “Huh? OH! That ancient person! Yes?” Shera watched as Palmer looked down and talked to his stomach. “Palmer! Why are you slouching around, here!? Go stop Sephiroth before he destroys the planet! Or else you’d better be packing A LOT of suntan lotion!” “Yipe!” Palmer jumped out of his chair, and ran to the door. “Shera! I’m going out! The nice lady in my tummy told me to stop Sephiroth!” Palmer ran out of the house. Shera stared. Palmer was really beginning to scare her.
Cloud, Cid, and Barret ran out of the Gold Saucer hospital. They headed for Cid’s airship, the Highwind. “%@&() Sephiroth!” Cid was cursing all the way. Cloud thought to himself. “Sephiroth never kidnapped people, before. Why now?” The three boarded the Highwind, and headed for Midgar. “We have to stop him!”
“Sleep. Eternal sleep. That is all that is left for me...” KNOCK! KNOCK! “What the...!?” The man pushed open his coffin. He had dark semi-long hair, and he wore black along with a red cape with a very large collar. He yawned and stretched, then he turned and saw Yuffie. “Oh. It’s you. Goodnight.” He slammed the coffin shut. Yuffie was annoyed. KNOCK! KNOCK! The coffin flew open, again. The man glared at Yuffie. “WHAT DO YOU WANT!?” Yuffie glared back. “Vincent! I need your help!” Vincent sighed. Yuffie thought to herself. “Man. All this guy does is sleep. Just like my dad.” Vincent rubbed his head. “Why do you need my help?” “I don’t want to do this, alone!” “Do what?” “Why, save Tifa, of course!” Vincent flipped out of his coffin. “Well, if it’s to save a friend, then I guess I’ll come along.”
Yuffie and Vincent dropped by a canyon with a huge observatory in it. The town, Cosmo Canyon, was completely wrecked. Yuffie ran up to the large red dog-like creature that was mourning over the destruction. “Red XIII! What happened?” Red XIII, the dog, turned to Yuffie. “Some crazy moogles came along with a bunch of black men in cloaks and ransacked Cosmo Canyon. They’ve been on a rampage and have been destroying everything.” A thought hit Yuffie. “Wait. A bunch of men in black capes?” Red XIII answered. “Yeah.” Yuffie gasped. “Oh my gawd. He’s making more clones of himself...”
Reeve stared at the Gold Saucer custodian staff as they cleaned away the pieces of stuffed moogles. This was all his fault. He had to stop those moogles. Reeve had an idea. He walked up to the wonder square, and searched for something. He rummaged through the robot pieces on the floor, until he finally found what he was looking for. “Ah ha! Here it is!” Reeve picked up the head of the original toy cat. He then proceeded to repair it.
The man in the black cloak walked back and forth. His footsteps echoed throughout the large room, which towered over the ruins of Midgar. He looked out of the window onto the landscape. Dark clouds from the pollution filled the sky. “Hmm. Something is wrong. I only restored Mako Plant Number One. Why are all those other mako plants still functioning.” As he stared at the lights eminating from the other nearby mako plants, he decided that it was nothing. “At any rate, Cloud will soon be here. And revenge will be mine.” The man in the black cloak left the room and walked to the jail. He glanced around at the moogles, who were working overtime because he was displeased with their inefficiency in destroying the last town they attacked. He looked into the jail cell. Tifa was chained to the wall. She looked up at the eyes peering at her, but didn’t say a word. The man with the black cape opened up the door. The creak of the rusty door sounded throughout the silent hall. He walked up to her. “Hello, Tifa.” The man in the black cloak smiled. Tifa looked up, again. “Why are you doing this?” she asked. The man was growing impatient. “Why do you keep asking that!?” Tifa shut her mouth for a moment. “Tifa. I have all ready told you. I am getting my revenge.” “I don’t get it. If you were really Sephiroth, why would you need an army to do you’re bidding instead of just finding a way to blast the entire planet to smithereens?” The man with the black cape looked Tifa in the eye. “And what tells you that I’m really Sephiroth?” Tifa stared back into his eyes. “Wha...?” The man handed her a photograph. Tifa remembered the picture. Three people were in the photo. She was one of them. The man smiled. “Tell me, Tifa. Which one of those people in that picture is me?” Tifa gasped as she realized the answer. The man laughed, and walked away. As he exited the jail cell, he was greeted by a stuffed moogle wearing a black cape. “Ah, hello, Stray. How are the troops?” The original moogle was somewhat changed from what he used to be. Besides the fact that his shiny white fur was now dark gray and that he wore a black cape, the moogle had also been granted the ability to talk. “Sir. The troops are prepared for the enemy.” The moogle spoke with a deep, grungy, echoing, robotic voice. “Excellent.” The man in the black cape began to walk away. “Sir?” “What!?” He turned around, angrily. “Why do we have to do this? I mean, to force my moogle companions to fight for something like this and...” “SILENCE!” The man waved his hand, and a wave of Jenova energy blasted the moogle against the wall. “Perhaps you are forgetting who rescued you in the first place.” “Sorry sir.” The moogle backed off. “I won’t question you again.”
The man in the black cloak glanced out of the window, again. The other mako plants were still functioning. “Why the hell are they doing that?”
Inside Mako Plant No. 2, the rainbow chocobo smiled. “Wark...” It glanced
at the graph on the computer screen in front of it. It read, “Commencing
Jenova download into the planet.” Suddenly, a warning sign appeared. “Warning!
Warning! Downloading Jenova essence into the planet has yet to be tested
and could result in global catastrophe. Proceed?” The rainbow chocobo pressed
the “Proceed” button. He chuckled to himself as he thought, “What do I
care? I want to destroy the world. Mother shall be avenged. Those creatures
will all die. Ha ha ha!”