Phantom-Chick

There was a kind of sombre silence hanging with the merciless chill in the early morning air, like the two had decided to pair together in hopes of making Reno even more miserable than he already was. They were succeeding. Icy wind cut through the thin layers of his suit, piercing his skin until his flesh not so much as froze, but burned. A cigarette hung loosely between a pair of well-defined lips, and the redheaded Turk backed up against the familiar metal body of his chopper, hoping to block out the cold. The grey light of dawn was spilling across the city of Midgar, casting harsh shadows over the landscape. From his vantage point atop th

                                             ~CHAPTER SIX~ That same day, nightmares plagued Goth’s mind. It was rare for him to dream. But if he did, there was always some hidden message woven into it. Goth ground his teeth together in his sleep, tossing and turning. He was in the jungle. The familiar sights and scents surrounding him. All seemed peaceful. Suddenly, the trees around him toppled to the ground as i