I know this chapter is long overdue, but procrastination really interrupts my plans. I hope you enjoy this chapter, even though it is shorter than most of the other ones.

Chapter 11: Not a Filler Mission.

7:00am Shinra Building.

Two weeks had passed since the previous mission. The SOLDIERs had not done anything eventful at all in this time. Today seem like just another day, until…

"Hey Sephiroth, Lazard wants to see you in his office. Something about a mission or something.."

"Thank you nameless NPC."

"I told you, my name is Kunsel!"

7:30am Lazard's Office.

"Ah, I see you have all arrived." Lazard said, relaxing in his chair with a lollipop in his mouth, reading from a piece of paper in his hands.

"I have an important mission to send you on."

"Sir." Sephiroth interrupted, "If this is anything like our last 'important' mission, I'm going to show you the sharp end of my Masamune."

"Of course not!" said Lazard nervously, putting the paper aside and taking a different one from the press underneath his desk.

"Your mission is to uh…. get materials for the Space Mission. That's right.."

"You were going to give us another filler mission sir?" asked Angeal.

"Nonsense, this mission is of the utmost importance. Shinra needs to land on the moon as soon as possible, that way, we can ruin it."

"Don't you mean 'run it', sir?" asked Sephiroth.

"No… I have arranged a meeting with an individual in Sector 0 of Midgar, but he is, not well liked by most people."

"Why is that?" asked Angeal.

"He is part of the Black Market. He performs all sorts of illicit activities and other cools things like that. You'll need to go directly, I recommend at night."

The SOLDIERs were ready to leave to room, but were stopped at the door by Lazard.

"Get the supplies cheap!"

Lazard had forgotten how important this mission was. The space project was extremely costly for Shinra and the last thing they needed were mistakes.

8:00pm Sector 0

"Well, here we are." exclaimed Angeal, looking for their contact.

It was a dark night, and the SOLDIERs were surrounded by giant buildings casting large shadows. There were many dark alleyways between buildings, which was a reason this area was so important for the Black Market.

"How are we going to find him?"

"I'm waiting for Genesis to pull something out of his wagon," Sephiroth replied. The group of SOLDIERs all turned to look at Genesis, who was relaxing in his wagon.

"I don't have anything to find people, that would be stupid," said Genesis, "I have more important things to find, like where the LOVELESS concerts are."

"Hey, you there, come over here."

The voice came from a small man wearing a trench coat and a hat, who was resting with his back against a streetlamp. He gestured towards a dark alley way nearby and the SOLDIERs reliantly followed him. The man turns around to make sure they were not followed before making conversation.

"Why do you need the services of the Black Market?"

"We need parts for a rocket!" Zack blurted out, in the uncivilized and unnecessary way that he had refined during his time at SOLDIER.

"You're not the police, are you?" the man said, as his eyes darted from SOLDIER to SOLDIER in an uncertain manner.

"No, we're just swordsmen who will kill for any price." Sephiroth replied, unable to remember the presence of a police force in Midgar.

"Ah….. You must be the ones that cheapskate talked about. We have what you are looking for, but we will only part with it for a price."

The SOLDIERs, lacking experience in bargaining and knowledge of the price of rocket parts, decided to volunteer each other for the role. In the end, Genesis reluctantly agreed to bargain.

Meanwhile, at the Shinra rocket room.

Tseng decided to check up on the space program. He encounter a medium-sized man wearing a navy blue jacket over a dark shirt, dark green trousers and had short blond hair.

"Cid, I have good news and bad news."

"What's the good news."

Tseng took a deep breath before continuing.

"We are finally purchasing parts to finish the rocket."

Upon hearing this, Cid jumped with joy and almost dropped his cigarette. Tseng continued,

"The bad news is that SOLDIER are in charge of the operation."

Cid was shook by the words."I hope they do what is right."

Meanwhile, the main characters were bargaining.

"1 billion gil, two turnips and a pickle."

The small man stared at Genesis with small beady eyes, which were almost completely covered by his hat. He thought to himself before answering.

"No more than one turnip."

Genesis quickly responded,

"No less than four."

The small man was angered by the response. He racked his brain for a way to get as much money as possible. He placed his hands in the pockets in the trench coat and had a brilliant idea.

"I'll throw in a LOVELESS book!"

"I already have three of those." Genesis replied calmly.

"This one has a golden lining."

Genesis immediately became interested in this 'brilliant deal'.

"How much do you want!"

"An extra 5 billion gil?"

"Deal!"

Meanwhile

Tseng received a call on his phone, which he promptly answered. His face turned pale as he slowly put down his phone.

"Cid, the SOLDIERs were overcharged. It looks like there might be only one launch of the rocket."

Cid turned slowly towards Tseng, and swore so loud that President Shinra woke from his afternoon nap.

Well, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. If you have any questions, send me a personal message. If there are any spelling errors or parts that don't make sense (Writing these things at night wasn't my best idea) message me and I'll take care of it.