A Project Called Angel
Chapter 1
No-ones POV
A man wondered round the old Shin-Ra mansion. It had been destroyed some time ago, now it lay still, reduced to rubble. It had been a few years since everything happened, he heard that somehow Kadaj and his gang were back and worse than before. He had hoped that by coming here, that he could find some information inside the old laboratory, though he hated that place more than anything. He sighed as he threw aside an old piece of wall that was blocking his way to a set of steps, making his way down further into the old run down mansion. He remembered this place quite well, seeing as he had worked here long ago as a Turk, how he loathed the memory that had ended up in his traumatic end, and resulted in what he is now. He gave a slight growl at the thought of it as he opened the final door, which led into a place worse than hell, or at least of his experience anyways. He walked around inside the laboratory, finding different things covered in thick layers of dust. He finally came across what he was looking for, it was an old file cabinet covered in dust and cobwebs. This was what he was looking for. Opening a drawer, he pulled it out revealing a mess of files. He set it on the table next to him and started going through them. He came across a certain file, catching his eye, he pulled it out and opened it. A small journal fell out among a few pictures that had been within the folder. He looked down at it and picked it up 'Hojo's Angel' that's what it read on the cover. Letting curiosity get the better of him, he allowed his hand to open the book to a random page.
~The Artificial Nano-network Genetically Engineered Life, aka Angel as I like to call her , is doing quite well. We finally managed to sprout wings from her, it was brilliant, a true site to behold. She seemed to be in pain during the process, but it's not the first, nor will it be the last. I know that she is still in the child stage, but things seem to be going well. Her screams remind me of another experiment of mine, the Chaos experiment, quite a wondrous one at that. Oh, how I enjoy her screams, they fill me with such joy.~
He always knew that Hojo was sick, but doing that to a child? The man flipped to a different page.
~Angel's body seems to be fighting the Jenova cells that we injected her with. Though she is full grown, I would have thought that her body would have been reacting a bit differently, after all, I did make her myself. Then again, I did observe a strange marking on her left arm. It wasn't there yesterday, it's quite strange actually, there shouldn't be any markings on her body at all. Perhaps the Jenova cells are doing more than I originally thought. Also, I thought that I felt a pulsing sort of sensation coming from her, I think that I'll check it out tomorrow though. It's sad really, how President Shin-Ra has left me with this one experiment. He has taken away all of the others, including one of my favorites, Chaos. How I will miss experimenting on him, but at least they have left me Angel, though I fear that something is coming soon, and it may also take her away from me too. It's a shame really, seeing as she hasn't even gotten the chance to spread her wings yet, but all things must pay a price I guess.~
The man has a weird way of looking at things, the man thought to himself. He then looked down upon the pictures that lay on the table. **Hm? What's this? She has gold and green-blue mako eyes.** the man thought to himself as he looked at the picture. Yes it was true, one eye was gold, while the other was that mako greenish blue. They seemed to glow almost in the picture. (right eye gold, left eye green-blue) Though they also seemed to hold a sadness to them, though that didn't surprise him any, seeing as she was yet another experiment of his (Hojo). **I think I'll take this with me** he thought as he slid the small journal into one of his pockets, along with adding the pictures to the journal. He then put the drawer back inside the filing cabinet, making sure that it was in its rightful place and made his way out of the office door. He noticed that a few of the test tubes were still in tacked, though there was one in particular that caught his eye. It was in the corner in the back, it seemed to glow slightly, signaling that there was still some life to it. He made his way over to it, his eyes widening slightly at the site before him. Before him sat a young girl curled up in a ball, wings wrapped around her body in a deep sleep. Though it was strange, the liquid, though mostly green, seemed to be giving off a reddish look. The name 'ANGEL' had been engraved on a metal plate, attached to the test tube. A few bubbles came out of her mouth as her eyes opened. They stared down at him with a plethora of emotions: sadness, fear, curiosity, loneliness, confusion, and longing. Her slender hand fell lightly against the glass, his following suit and laid upon hers. The only thing separating them, was the sheet of glass that she was incased in. as he looked into the deep pools of gold and mako, he saw only one word, one plea…help. Though she could not say it, he could see it in her eyes, he knew that he had to help her, he knew that he had to get her out of there somehow. He stepped back from the glass, her eyes becoming sad, thinking that he was going to leave her. "Don't worry, I'm going to get you out of there" his voice was deep and smooth, seeming to sooth her soul. He walked over to the machine controlling the tube and looked over it, releasing a sigh as he tried to figure it out. Though he had worked with these machines a few times, he was no expert and did not wish to hurt the young girl that lay in the tube, wishing to finally be free. No matter how much he tried though, the machine simply would not work, though it wasn't surprising seeing how old it was. He sighed, knowing that there was now only one way to free her from her isolation, he would literally have to brake her free from it. He just hoped that it wouldn't do her any harm. Slowly, he walked towards the tube, pulling out his Death Penalty and aimed it at the glass. He looked into her eyes, those eyes that held confusion and uncertainty. Though as she looked back at him she seemed to get a sense of understanding and closed her eyes, wrapping her wings tighter round her body, showing the man that she was ready. She could hear the sound of the gun going off as the glass began to shatter, draining the tube of its liquid and finally allowing her to rid it from her lungs. Her body fell from the now empty tube, the man catching her before she could hit the ground, allowing her to bring the greenish liquid up and out of her body. Seeming to sense the groggy after effect, he picked her up in his arms, removing his long red cape and wrapped it securely around her. He then proceeded to leave the old rundown mansion, her wrapped up in his cape as he held her in his arms. At this point, she had already fallen into a deep sleep, leaving him to watch over her until she awoke. He gave a slight sigh as he looked down at her, knowing that she was yet another experiment that Hojo had created, another experiment…like him. He then brought his attention back to the case at hand, and continued forward, knowing the one place that he could bring her. He just hoped that his 'friend' wouldn't mind too much.