Author's Note: Okay, so I decided to take Redemption down and re-upload it with a new beginning, new plot elements, and a new child. I discussed this with Dreamseeker13 and decided her OC would still be here, but to keep this my story, the child featured needed to be my own. So...rearranging done and now a fresh start! I hope you all enjoy the new direction and OC child! Sorry for the long wait and the shorty chapter!

Disclaimer: FFVII and it characters are still not mine and suing me is pointless as I am now a student once more! ;) All OC's belong to me. When any borrowed OC's pop up, they will be noted! :)


Sacrifice: Redemption

Prologue

Reeve looked around in horror. Hojo was a monster, obviously, but the depths of his depravity…he'd never want to accept a human being could be so evil. But looking around the lab, he knew there was no level to which Hojo wouldn't sink.

The room was lined with Mako tubes and in each one was a clone of Sephiroth, all in various stages of aging – and all of them were dead. Some of them had mutations, but it was impossible to tell if they were purposeful mutations or mistakes.

"Sir."

Reeve turned when he heard Justice's voice. "Yes, Lieutenant? Did you find something?"

Justice nodded. "I did, Sir. We have one live specimen, but he's in distress."

"As cold as this may seem, we can't allow even one Sephiroth clone to live." Reeve shook his head. "Jenova was removed from Sephiroth after his death, but we don't have any proof that Sephiroth wasn't the driving force behind his actions…no proof that Jenova had anything to do with his actions."

"I know, Sir, but this…isn't a clone. It's a little kid."

Reeve frowned. "A child? Where?"

Justice led Reeve further down the rows of tubes and into the second row of Mako tubes until stopping in front of one. "Here he is."

Reeve's jaw dropped slightly. The boy was approximately ten years old, which made sense when you looked at him. He looked like Cloud would have at that age: same facial features and spikey hair, except the hair was silver, like Sephiroth's hair. Reeve pulled out his PHS.

"Vincent? It's Reeve. I need to see you. We have a problem."