By: Psych The Shadowboxer
DISCLAIMER: Don't own FF7. If I did…I'd probably not be having the problem of wondering how I'm going to buy yoohooluver's birthday gift! Haha!
Final Fantasy VII-2: Seed of Chaos
Chapter One: Awakening The Seed
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- Earth; February 2004 -
Luminous green eyes blinked wearily at the digital alarm clock on the bedside table. It was nearly three AM and the owner of those eyes still could not sleep.
With a disgruntled sigh, Halisia Valentine swung herself into a sitting position and swept her long brown hair back in an attempt to tame the waves that rippled through it.
"Alright, Halisia…. You can't sleep…again. It's time for a nice little walk," the girl mumbled to herself as she got off of her bed and pulled on her boots and jacket. Then she opened the window and slipped outside into the freezing winter night, lit only by the cold moon.
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- Sixteen Years Earlier; February -
Professor Hojo grumbled a bit as he paced back and forth through a room in the ShinRa Mansion. It had been only a week or so since Lucrecia had given birth. This, however, was where the problem stemmed from. Hojo growled at the thought. Valentine had, yet again, found a way to irk him – even from the grave the insufferable man was mocking him! Hojo's dark gaze lit upon the two small figures sleeping side-by-side in a cage-like cradle.
The larger of the two was the boy, whom his mother had named Sephiroth. He had been born with black hair and shocking blue eyes, but already his eyes had become the exact glowing hue of Mako. The smaller infant, his sister, was the unexpected one of the two and thus remained unnamed. Her hair was also black and her eyes had also changed from bright blue to luminous Mako green. Both twins were frighteningly pale.
"Damn you, Valentine…you and your spawn…" the mad scientist hissed as he moved over to the cradle. The girl was stirring. Somehow she would always manage to awake when Hojo was angry and would lie there and stare at him with those feline eyes. It always unnerved him and yet, at the same time, he found himself growing attached to both of the children. This was why he cursed their father. The "insufferable" had been found charming even by Hojo, who hated him beyond belief.
"Professor!" one of Hojo's lab assistants called out as he entered the room.
"What?" the rather irate genius hissed as both of the infants awoke with a start and began to wail.
"The machine is ready, sir," the assistant muttered before dashing from the room before Hojo's wrath could be unleashed on him. Hojo's eye twitched rapidly before he began to sneer, completely ignorant of the frightened wails of the two children. His plan would work! Soon he would be rid of the unexpected female child, the abomination that reminded him – in a rather odd way – of her damnable father! With this thought in place, Hojo swooped forward and grabbed the female infant away from her brother, who had been moving toward her as though to wrap his tiny arms around her. This caused both twins to wail louder, but Hojo merely strode from the room with no care whatsoever of the twins' pain at being separated.
Upon entering his lab, all of Hojo's assistants shied away and winced at the wailing of the female infant. Hojo motioned to one of his assistants,
"Go and feed the boy, put him back to sleep. The experiments will begin in the morning if all goes well tonight," he ordered icily. The assistant ran off to do as she'd been told and another stepped forward to receive the female child as she was thrust at him. He then set about the relatively simple task of silencing her.
"Sir…where would you like the machine to take her?" the assistant in charge of running the machine asked as Hojo prepared to take the girl through the portal and into a parallel world.
"Hmm…" Hojo thought about it for a moment, then smirked a bit. "You choose. My plans are far too big to deal with trivial concerns, such as exactly where she ends up." Was his response. The assistant sweat-dropped momentarily before setting up the machine.
"The people of this world speak a language they call 'English.' It isn't too different from our world's common tongue," the assistant explained as Hojo moved toward the portal. He halted and grimaced. He hated using such a lowly tongue. In his mind, everyone in the world should've been forced to learn Midgarian when ShinRa Inc. took over, but the President wasn't concerned at all. The professor accepted the girl-child and went through the portal. He would return in only two hours…without the infant.
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- Back to Earth; 2004 -
Halisia yawned as she stood up from the clearing she'd been sitting in. It was her sixteenth birthday and she'd just spent at least an hour thinking about her past. The teen smiled a bit and shook her head as she walked home, allowing her mind to wander for a little while.
Halisia had been adopted as an infant. The man that had left her in the orphanage had only told its mistress that he had been the doctor that delivered her and that her surname was Valentine. He hadn't even said how old she was before he'd shoved her into the arms of the woman and left. It wasn't long afterward that her adoptive parents had stumbled across her and accepted her, giving her the name she loved so much.
Bright green eyes widened, then turned to jade ice as she heard the sound again. The sound of a branch snapping. Someone was following her. Halisia forced herself to remain calm and keep walking. Due to her oddly enhanced senses, the person could honestly be at least twenty feet behind her, but Halisia didn't care. Her mind had been wandering, so the person could also be much closer and she needed to be careful. Then she heard the snow crunching to her left and spun, only to be knocked down by a small figure with vaguely green skin and a stained lab coat.
"Get off of me! AHH!" Halisia cried out as a needle was jabbed into her neck and a green liquid was injected. The figure pinning her to the ground began to laugh, madness shining in his beady black eyes. Halisia moved to struggle, or at least get this psycho to lessen the pressure on her lungs, but the moment she moved burning agony seemed to burst through her every cell. Halisia cried out again, this time tears were leaking from the corners of her eyes as she felt as though she would combust.
"Ready for another, my dear Miss Valentine?" he cackled before injecting another syringe of the odd liquid into her neck. This continued a few more times, Halisia's delirious mind unable to grasp time anymore as pain engulfed her. She knew only that she was helpless. Then her vision cleared momentarily, long enough to see the creature on top of her holding up a syringe of glistening blue liquid. Then her world went completely black.
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Okay! That's the end of that chapter! I can already tell you that this will NOT be one of my better stories. Most definitely not one of the better written ones either. Oh well! This story will span about eleven chapters, the last of which will be the Epilogue. I already have the plot written out, but I'm still not sure how well I'll follow it. :wink: Anyway! Read, review, & feel free to send flames that will be used to burn Mojo-Hojo to the GROUND! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Peace out!
> Psych the Shadowboxer