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Leonard Valentine 5 by SashaHale



Chapter 1: Three Misfits Seek Shelter

The surviving Orphans from the Midgar attack played in a medium sized Pub, Leonard wiped the bar down listening to the news on his radio. The sound of motorcycles brought him from his trail of thoughts as the door opened he looked and saw three teens, one looked to be sixteen, his hair covered his Mako-colored eye, his attire was leather. He was barely shorter than the other teen, with spiky hair. A build to him that had Leonard questioning rather he was a teenager or his age, he to was dressed in black leather. But the muscular built teen’s attire fit tight, showing his muscular form. Beside the shortest teen was a tall lean young man, he was perhaps the tallest of the teens and from what Leonard could guess the oldest of the teens.

Their shoes making a loud thumping noise as they approached the bar, the children had stopped their gleeful playing the moment the teens had entered the pub. Leonard looked at the teens placing his rag onto the bar, his eyes not leaving the teens, the teens gazes not wandering astray from his. That was with an exception of the muscular one, his gaze was looking at the children that stood in a group. Curious little faces on some, though most of the children had looks of fear, unshed tears welded up in some, while others clung on to another child.

The teens stopped in front of the bar area Leonard awaited their actions, rather it is a battle. Or idol chat.  His right hand rested on the cloth he had cleaned the bar, whilst his left hand rested comfortably on the handle of his Gunblade. Moments passed no words were exchanged, Leonard looked around at the fear stricken orphans their faces, he, knew they knew the same thing. Or, suspected the same thing that these teenage boys; had some relationships with the man that had caused them to lose so many people just a few years prior to today. “What do the three of you will from us?” Leonard asked not changing his posture, standing ready for a fight if one was called forth.

“You have us labeled wrongly, my brother’s and I are no different. No different than the children that you have here under your watchful gaze. We want some place to call home. Someone we can look up to for protection against this cruel world. Are you going to deny us that simple wish just for our looks? Deny us safety merely for the things that your fears have you coming up with rash decisions. A decision that you will fight us for things that are out of our control?” The youngest teen stated his gaze never leaving Leonard’s crimson eyes.

Leonard sighed, he looked at the children nodding his head. The children calm, but their nerves still rattling waiting for an event that may or may not come. “Everything is well, I think a nap for you children would settle your nerves. Come now, I’ll tuck you in and all shall be fine in the morning light.” Leonard walked from his current spot, his glance never leaving the three teens that caused uneasy nerves. The children walked single file up the steps Leonard followed the last of them, they got to the door that held many beds behind its hinges. Leonard opened the door as the children rushed to their assigned cots unmaking their beds. “Get dressed for bed and brush your teeth, no attempts of playing. Whispers until the stars cover the skies.” Leonard watched as the last of the children rushed into the room as he shut the door bidding them a good-night and Gaia’s blessings.

Walking into the pub section of the building he saw the teens sitting at a small round table the lantern lit to provide the dark room with a small ray of its welcoming light. Leonard stopped at the end of the stairs folding his arms across his chest, in attempts to warm himself in the room that forbid heat in the night hours. “You state you and your brothers are no different than these Orphans, I cannot begin to imagine where you get that. These children have lost homes, witnessed their parent’s deaths. These children have lost everything they grew to see and comprehend to being in their grasps forever, if you would answer me this one question. What have the three of you lost? You have weapons and weapons are forbidden like the sun is in the night sky in this Orphanage. Transportation is also within your reach, and the most important thing I can witness from the three of you. You say you are brother’s you three have the one thing these children would love to have once more. You three have one another to rely upon, better statement. You three are family.  Why seek shelter when the shelter is in one’s lap? What could I give the three of you that I cannot give the other thirty-seven children that call this place home?”

Yazoo looked at him as did Kadaj and Loz, “We lost our mother; that is what we have lost. You have lost someone special yourself, have you not Leonard? You took that painful part of your life and created something positive you gave those children a home. Someone to run to in their time of need, are you going to leave us out in the cold to fend for ourselves, after this visit put us aside as if we never came, much less even existed in the first place.” Kadaj stated looked at Leonard whose focus had not moved from their positions.

Leonard looked up the flight of stairs thinking of the orphans that were probably lying down for the night, his focus changed to the silver haired teens in the room, “You three are welcome to stay, if you are willing to work for your shelter.”

The teens looked at him as he unfolded his arms, “Your curfew is that of the children, bed by nine. Wake in the morning light as the sun peeks from the clouds, dressed and downstairs by ten. Breakfast is served then the children like to go to various places in the city, if you three agree to these terms. You don’t have to speak your answer, if you find the terms unfit. The exit is the door you will take, if you are willing to have a twenty-seven year old guardian then the stairs you shall walk. Which is your path?” Leonard stated his voice as-a-matter-of-fact.

Kadaj looked at Loz as the oldest brother’s gaze fell to Yazoo. The two older brothers nodded in a statement that they were willing to go with the conditions. Leonard watched as the three teens stood to their feet, preparing to climb the stairs, “Your shoes are rather loud, and they will awake the children. It would be appreciated if you parted yourselves from them until you go outside in the morning light, getting thirty-seven cranky children back to sleep is something that I find a hassle to accomplish, with the breakfast preparations I must begin before morning shows her presence I would fall behind dreadfully and that I cannot afford.” Leonard watched as the teens took their boots from their feet laying them by the door. “You three will be sleeping in the room at the end of the corridor, there are blankets and things you shall need for the night. Now up to bed, Gaia bless.” Leonard walked in the opposite direction towards the bar area as the brothers looked at one another leaving the room.

The brother’s got to the large room where cots called their home, Yazoo flipped the light switch as nothing happened. “Kadaj, you have to be joking. The ruins were warmer than this, why did you talk Vincent into taking us out of his care only to come here? I know we’re not in danger of getting ill but no lights. You know Loz needs a light, if he has no light I don’t get sleep and that isn’t a good thing for anyone the next morning. The waking up with the Chocobo’s is already taking away from my sleep, you know I’m not the easiest person to be around when I come and have to adapt to new customs.” Yazoo was now greeted by the moonlight shining in the large room.


“Calm down, Yazoo. I didn’t talk Vincent into anything, we left on my decision. I’m not even sure if he is aware we are gone, he was at brother’s bar when we left. Besides this place may be good for us, Leonard may be innocent on the outside but he houses something that he battles to hide from these Orphans. ShinRa does a lousy job at hiding classified information, also Reno is the best source when he is drunk. He’ll tell you anything you want to know. How he still has a job is a wonder that I sometimes think about; but, enough of that. I’m tired and hungry. The sooner we go to bed the sooner we can eat.”


Kadaj lay on the bed in the corner of the large room.


Loz and Yazoo exchanged glares as they each lie down in their new beds.

Leonard listened to the radio, taking off where he left off on cleaning the bar. The candle light giving just the right amount of light. Turning the radio off, he wiped his hands free of water and dirt on a towel below the bar. He got the building keys walking to the doors to lock them for the night, he locked the doors hanging the small set of keys on the nail next to the door. Turning from the door a silver light glistened  at the table the three teens sat at earlier, walking to the table he saw two gun blades and a double bladed sword. He picked up the guns and sword opening the storage room door, placing the weapons out of reach of the children closing the door.


The loud roar of thunder rung in his ears, he sat at his usual table laying his head on it’s cool, smooth surface trying to fall asleep.

Yazoo tossed and turned in his cot as his brother’s slept ignoring the storm that would happen shortly after the clash of thunder. He sat up on his bed, Vincent’s couch beat this bed. It felt as if he were sleeping on a box spring instead of a mattress. He looked out the window as the downpour began to take place. This was going to be a long night.

This is a Final Fantasy 7 challenge that I have given myself to write 50,000 words for I got 3,000 so far and I will have to make up for my lack of writing tonight 6,000 words in one night am I the only person who thinks I will be batty by time that ends, but I want to do this challenge and get this done in 30 days with a total of at least 3,000 words a night. Thanks to all who are involved in this sudden inspiration, rather you are aware you are still pat yourselves on the back because I am one happy girl for this small chance of getting my writing recognized.
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