August 2018



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More Axel-reborn-as-Zack ficbits.

Shin-Ra had apparently finally done it.

Zack had been having bad dreams anyway, but now, given what he saw boiling out of the ground in front of him, he wondered just how real these dreams were.

Not that he really had time to think about it now. Especially has he had gotten backed into a corner by the black…things that had shifted up from the road, eyes glowing yellow. Last time he had seen eyes like that, the creature they went with had been trying to eat him, and something said that these were probably interested in the same idea.

And the Buster hadn’t seemed to do much good, as long as he had had her. Those things were fast and strong. Now, arms covered in bleeding scratches, some pretty deep, Zack swore to himself.

Idiot. You got weapons, right there. Just take them.

Voice in his dream. Seemed to fit, as these things, or something a lot like them, were in his dreams as well. Didn’t think his dreams were coming true, but…it couldn’t hurt to try.

Reaching out, in a way he only vaguely recalled from mostly forgotten dreams, Zack blinked in surprised as circular weapons flared into reality in his hands. They rested easily on his finger tips, fire flickering along the metal.

The things before him drew back, and he pushed his shock away for a moment. Later, he would try to figure out what the hell was going on. Right now, he had things to deal with and people to gather up.

Smiling sharply, he was unaware of his eyes flickering green for a moment. “Well then,” he said softly, “let’s see if these do as well in reality as they do in my head.”

Heat erupted around his hands, and he met the renewed attack head on.

Time to play with fire.


Oh, that was just bad. Very, very bad.