"Let me go! Let me go, dammit!" a young woman flailed in the grasp of two men in white lab coats. They knew her tactics all too well as they've held her captive for about 30 days now. She never stopped fighting them, even knowing she couldn't escape.
They forced her into the cramped cage like a wild animal, locking it before she could turn around to try and push through, but this time she was too weak to try anything further. She just laid collapsed on the ground, her eyes thin slits and breathing slowed.
A familiar wet nose nuzzled at her finger through the cage, making her dry lips curve into a smile. She wriggled her pointer on silky fur before weakly rising to a sitting position, letting out heavy grunts from the pain.
"I don't know how much longer I can do this, Nanaki." She looked at the creature in the cage adjacent to hers. He was a large quadruped with traits of both lion and wolf. His soft fur was a vibrant red and he wore a small headdress. The most interesting feature was the flame on his tail, which burned infinitely.
"Putting up a constant fight isn't helping, either," he spoke. He was right, but she refused to give up until her last breath.
She closed her eyes and let her head hang. Her arms were limply outstretched at her sides, track marks and bruises from the constant drawing of her blood were scattered up and down each of them.
"Luna," Nanaki called softly, afraid for his friends health.
"We're never getting outta here, are we?" she lifted her head, her grey eyes looking at him through built up tears. He could only look at her. He had no answers, and quite frankly, he didn't want to tell her his own thoughts on the matter.
The tears overflowed, trailing down her pale cheeks and dripping to the cold floor. "They're bleeding me dry, little by little," she sniffled. "And for what?" she lifted her arm to look at the marks, trembling as she did. "I'm just a normal girl." She sighed, "I wouldn't change it for the world."
"Hm?" Nanaki tilted his head in confusion. This is the last place anyone would want to be.
"Before this I was alone. I had no one to care for me. No family or friends," she chuckled at her own pathetical life. "But I can die today and it would all be worth it because I met you, Nanaki. I'm just sorry you're in this mess." She reached through the bars and gently pet his snout.
The door busted open, making both of their hearts race. There were about four men this time. They huddled around Nanaki's cage, making Luna lift to her knees and grab tightly onto the bars.
"..Red XIII to the lab..." she managed to make out from their conversation. "No!" She shook with every ounce of her energy to try and break free. "Leave him alone!"
They didn't acknowledge her no matter how loud she yelled. It was as if she were trapped in a nightmare and no one could hear her screaming.
She was left alone for what felt like hours, imagining the cruel things being done to Nanaki. She felt helpless, replaying the moment in her head, trying to think of the countless ways she could have done something. This place was driving her mad.
The men busted through the door yet again, this time for her. "W-what's going on?" they ignored her. One opened the lock while the other watched behind. He reached inside, grabbing her leg and dragging her out swiftly. She grunted at the pain of his forceful handling.
"Struggle and we'll make this more difficult than it has to be, understand?" said the one watching. She was lifted to her feet, both men grabbing hold of her arms, leading her to where they wanted her to go.
"Where are you taking me?"
"It's a surprise," one laughed.
"It's a shame such an attractive girl can't be ours to play with." Luna yelped as one squeezed her butt rather hard, trailing his hand up her back.
"This is why you assist with the hard labor only," the other mumbled.
They reached a room and were greeted by Professor Hojo the moment they entered. He seemed maniacally giddy, gesturing for them to place her.
Her heart was beating out of her chest. "No! Please!" she struggled to get loose as she approached a table surrounded by large machinery and tools. "No!" she screamed at the top of her lungs until her voice went hoarse.
They forced her face first onto the table, strapping her wrists and ankles to keep her from moving. She felt a tightness around the top of her back and thighs.
"Special Patient XV," Hojo sang. "Today is your lucky day," he clicked a button that controlled the height of the table. "This will only hurt a little." He opened the back of her gown, causing her to violently shake. "You're crazy!" she continued her fight against the restraints, jumping at the feel of a cold sensation on her back. "What are you going to do to me?" she cried, scared of what was to come.
Her eyes went wide and her mouth opened, taking a sharp breath in as the pressure of a pointed object pierced through her spine. She cried out in severe pain, hoping she'd wake up from this awful dream.
The pain and pressure grew as a substance was injected into her. She nearly fainted, growing dizzy and nauseous. He pulled the needle from her, immediately unstrapping her from the table. He studied her reactions closely, moving around the table to get a different view.
Luna trembled. She turned on her side and moaned. She felt more weak and lethargic. Her body had uncontrollable tremors, making her fall off the table and onto the floor. She gagged until a thick black froth came up. "Help.." she called out.
Hojo was furious. This wasn't at all what he was expecting.
He opened the door calling in the men. "Another failure! Throw her back!"
She was in and out of consciousness, the black liquid dripping down her face. Everything seemed to be in slow motion, her eyes able to see every passing room. "Nanaki.." she she whispered as a red blur passed her vision. Red turned to black quickly, ending the nightmare.
I hope you enjoyed chapter one. This is my first Final Fantasy VII fanfic despite being a fan since I was a kid. Stay tuned for the next chapter and don't forget to let me know what you think :)