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Martial Law / Family Ties / Major Pandemonium
Title: Martial Law
Characters/Pairings: Tifa, Scarlet
Team: Avalanche
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: MARTIAL ARTIST GODDAMIT.

The woman rushed at her, screeching in wordless fury at the top of her voice and lashing out with vicious talon-like nails; Tifa dodged the flailing swipe, coolly leaning out of her range as Scarlet overbalanced and stumbled past in her corporate heels. She set herself as Scarlet caught her balance and turned to face her - makeup smearing as her face contorted with rage, the older woman charged Tifa again, Scarlet's arm snapping around to slap her with those horrific nails bared like claws.

Tifa centred herself, narrowed her eyes, and floored the bitch with one perfectly aimed punch.




Title: Family Ties
Characters/Pairings: Cloud, Rufus
Team: Avalanche
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: It's an idea that's been bugging me for a while. How much of Sephiroth's madness was Jenova's influence? How much of his will was his own? Can I get away with Sephiroth coming back from the dead as many times as the canon did?


"...I don't believe you."

Cloud eyed Rufus warily, but the other man's visible agitation seemed worryingly genuine. "Whether you believe me or not is immaterial now. You stopped him before-"

"No thanks to you," Cloud growled.

"-And we have to hope that you can again," Rufus finished, audibly tense. "When Jenova's head fell into the Nibelheim reactor with Sephiroth, it used his DNA to create a new vessel, one it could control completely."

"Everything after the Crater...that was all another clone?"

"An extension of Jenova's will," Rufus said quietly. "We now believe that the original has resurfaced. In Nibelheim."




Title: Major Pandemonium
Characters/Pairings: Sephiroth, Zack, Angeal, Genesis
Team: Avalanche
Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: I would have liked Genesis and Angeal so much more if they hadn't been shoehorned in that high up the ranks. ;P Project G never happened, la la la!

"-have just as much talent as he does, and what does it get me?"

Sephiroth paused at the noise, set his pen gently down on his desk, and made a strategic retreat over to his office window.

"Nothing, that's what! I get a pathetic commission and a pathetic rank-"

"Major is hardly pathetic, Gen-"

"-and Hojo's prettyboy Soldier gets made General when he hadn't been in Wutai a week! I mean it, Angeal, I'm going in there and giving him a piece of my mind-"

"Genesis, this is the third time this week..."

Sephiroth winced and shimmied down the drainpipe.