The Difference between Us

She closed her eyes; the sound of bullets flying through the air scared her out of her mind. It was only a few years after since Lyrie and Olveria decided to go against each other, bringing on a full-fledged war between the 2 districts. Lyrie had control of the East while Olveria had control of the West.

"Tifa?" A faint voice called out to her. It was one of the children that lived with her at the orphanage. Tifa opened up her chocolate eyes to see a little girl with her left eye wrapped up with a bandage. Her knees were scrapped and her arms had several bruises from being caught by guards. The little girl was only ten years old with short blonde hair and emerald green eyes, her name was Saya. Tifa grimaced at the sight before her, how could people hurt such a small child without guilt? It made her sick to her stomach.

"Saya, what happened? Where did you get all those injuries?" She questioned the child. Saya pulled out a piece of bread from her pocket and shoved half of it in Tifa's mouth. Tifa burrowed her eyebrows together but silently munched on the piece while the child talked cheerfully.

"I found this in the market on my way out to play. I grabbed it as soon as I could but one of the Lyrie guards saw me and was going to put me in the prisons. I ran real fast but I ended up tripping," she pointed to her legs where all the scraps were "the guard caught up and gripped my arms, I bit his fingers but he punched me in the eye." She looked up at Tifa with a smile, Tifa's heart crushed.

"You shouldn't go out to the market anymore, please, just stay inside so that nothing hurts you okay?" Tifa licked the crumbs from her hands and eyed the little girl as she sadly nodded. Tifa sighed; she was tired from this war and everything else. All she wanted to do was go outside where the sky was a clear blue, but night drew near. Tifa looked out of her window once again, the night sky was being drawn with little specks of yellow; she sighed again.

"Tifa, why do you always sigh?" Saya asked, as she finished munching the last of her bread. Tifa looked at the girl but then smiled.

"I like the sky, it's nice. But this war is ruining the sky with its filthy black smoke that suffocates everything." Tifa stared out with hatred, "Let's go to sleep now." Saya nodded and pulled the blanket over top of both of them, Tifa held her in her arms. They both drifted off to dream land, unaware that someone was coming to the orphanage tomorrow.

Tifa awoke to the sound of screams that pierced her ears; she nudged Saya awake and spoke quietly "Do you hear that?"

Saya rubbed her eyes and nodded; she rose up off the bed and crouched near the door opening it to peak out. She motioned for Tifa to come along as well. As they both headed out of the room they heard the cry of the owner that runs the orphanage. Tifa ran to where the scream was as Saya shouted for her to come back. Tifa kept running, holding in her breath and praying to God that it was the cry of someone else, but she was wrong. As she rushed over, the sound of gun shots echoed through her mind and blood spilled everywhere. Her dark chocolate eyes widened, the owner had just been shot multiple times and died in a pool of blood. Her hand quickly flung to her mouth as an attempt to stop her from barfing. She gagged at the sight and looked away, turning her back from her enemy as a arm pulled her back.

"Let go of me!" She screamed, whaling her arms around in an attempt to escape.

'No good, the person has a good grip on me' She thought with panic, the guard turned her around as she saw the smirk on his face. He had blonde hair and ocean blue eyes; he cupped her chin and made her stare at him.

"You're…" she quietly said with her eyes widening.

"That's right; I'm the prince of Lyrie." He smirked with glory; he looked at her eyes carefully and smiled to himself. He loved the look of fear in people's eyes, especially when he kills them with his sword. He used his other hand and grabbed her wrists, pulling them over her head while his other one kept hold of her face. He rubbed his thumb over Tifa's lips, temptation dwelling over him.

Tifa was scared out of her mind, unaware of what to do. Was this prince trying to force himself on her? Or was he trying to make a memory of killing an orphan girl like her? Whatever the reason, Tifa didn't want to stare at him anymore. She bit his thumb which made him release both his hands. She ducked on the ground and found a knife; she slashed his right hand and drew back. He glared at her, with his mouth licking the wound away.

He smirked, "I decided what I'm going to do with you," she looked at him with fear but quickly replaced that with hatred "I'll make you my slave."

She held her breath, did she hear that right or was that her imagination? Tifa looked at him again, but his smirk still remained. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me," he licked his wound clean; "You're my slave from now on. Consider calling me Master, or Mr. Strife."

"No way in hell!" She shouted, losing the grip on the knife. As it tumbled down, Cloud struck Tifa in a pressure point and sent her flying to the ground. He carried her in bridal style and looked at her unconscious face. Her long hair curled around her smooth pale skin and her clothes wrapped loosely around her petite body. He walked out of the building towards a group of soldiers that stood restlessly outside.

"Cloud!" A girl shouted to him, noticing the wound on his hand. "Who did this!" He smiled and held out the girl in front of him, "She did this to you? This bitch has got to die." He looked at her, warning her to stop speaking.

"No one is to kill her, she belongs to me now. Don't kill her Gina." He glared at her, while she just stomped her foot.

"Why don't you want to kill her!" Gina shouted at him, which caused Tifa to shake slightly. Cloud glared at her again which made Gina hold her breath.

"Because, she's now my personal slave." Cloud said as he pressed his lips towards her forehead with a soft smile.

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