Infiltration

The door started to slowly creak open. Wedge, sweaty and roly poly, with a stained white t-shirt and a red bandanna over his moppy hair, looked at Cloud curiously.

"I don't care what you say," he started slowly. "No one does something like this for money. They may not think you're a true believer, but you know what I think?"

Cloud paused for a moment, thinking about telling this big lump the real reason he joined -- to get into Tifa Lockhart's luscious, legendary pussy. To finally get pussy, period. But he cocked his head, seeing Wedge start to give him a thumbs up.

"Not interested," he said curtly, smirking inwardly as Wedge looked crestfallen.

The crew entered the grounds of the Mako reactor. It truly was an impressive sight, a massive tower with a greenish, eerie glow and white smoke billowing from the top. Soon, it'd be black smoke. They were harbingers of a catastrophe, after all.

They entered the reactor through a torn chain-link fence. Barrett looked around, confused.

"Look," he said. "Bet you've seen a few reactors. So how do we get to the bridge above mako storage. You ain't holding out on me are you? Stamp scared to bite the hand that fed him? Or is he a loyal little doggie? We can do it with or without you."

Cloud looked around coldly. "Different reactors, different designs. Never seen one like this before."

Biggs fidgeted with the door, and after a moment it opened. They were in. They raced through the hallway, Cloud taking out the guards. Finally, they reached the elevator.

"Mind hitting the button, stud?" Jessie cooed. Cloud rolled his eyes, hitting the down button.

"So you know Tifa," Jessie said. "Are you guys ...close? Not my business, I know."

Cloud thought back to the past, and he instantly regretted it, as a sharp pain pierced his skull. He saw Tifa, young, headstrong, angry.

"Cloud? Are you ignoring me?" he heard her say in his mind. He opened his blue eyes.

"Tifa and I ..." And the elevator opened.