Sephiroth
~Prologue~

His youth was spent in the air-conditioned corridors of Shrina.
His life was spent denying weakness and fear.
His existence was for psycho scientists to play with.

The only home he knew was the room they assigned to him, containing only the bare necessities of life.
Devoid of decorations,
Devoid of the human touch,
And most of all…
Devoid of love.

If Luceria were to see him now, she would cry.
Hojo, however, would laugh maniacally at his successful experiment.

*Flashback*

Cold sweat trickled down Luceria's forehead as she lay ion the operation table. She was about to give birth, and no one knew what a child with both parents infused with Jenova cells would be like. Deformed, or enhanced? Hojo had said this was an experiment. To her, this was her son. She would love it dearly, whatever it became.

Damn Hojo! That bastard had been so sweet and sensitive to her, till she got pregnant with his child. Then did he turn into a ruthless scientist, concerned only with the result of his ' experiment '. Though she should have known, after working with him for so long.

Idiot! She scolded herself. Why had she fallen for Hojo's charm when there was another guy pining after her heart? One of the Turks, Vincent, had fallen for her. Wasn't Turks supposed to be emotionless robots? Would she have fared better if she had gone with Vincent instead of Hojo? They both listened to the upper orders.

But she trusted Vincent. She had to. He had promised to bring her and her son away from this place, away from the evil Shrina building. To somewhere no one knows, where they could live freely. And where her son could grow up as a normal kid instead of a lousy experiment.

Luceria gasped as a painful contraction took hold of her. The baby was coming. As if on cue, Hojo swept into the lab, accompanied by two Shrina guards. Damn those security cameras!

"Ah, my pretty, how's our experiment coming along?" Hojo asked while rubbing his hands gleefully." Soon the result of our little experiment would make itself known." Luceria could only grimace and glare venomously at him.

Another contraction ripped through her, and she gripped the sides of the table awkwardly. The lab was never meant to be a hospital; rather, it was where more died then lived. Even the table she was lying on was a dissection table. Luceria was more determined to get out of here alive.

* * * * * *

Hojo chuckled, an unearthly sound. His experiment, his son, was arriving soon. He would name him Sephiroth, a name fit for the ruler of the world. And the ruler of the world he would be. The president wanted an ultimate weapon to finish off all the rebels. Hojo had bigger plans for his son.

He wanted the world to kneel before them, to quake in terror of their names. Father and son would rule the Planet in fear, and even President Rufus would want to kiss their toes then. Hojo laughed evilly as he fantasized.

Suddenly, a wail rang out through the lab. Sephiroth was born.

Before Hojo could react, Vincent Valentine burst in through the door. The Shrina guards took no notice of him, he was one of the Turks, wasn't he? He was on their side. But Hojo knew better. He had seen Vincent looking at Luceria with those doggy eyes of his, at her every beck and call, and he knew Vincent loved her. The only reason he could be here was to rescue Luceria and her son.

"Stop him!" Hojo bellowed. No way was Vincent going to abscond with his experiment and hope of ruling the world!

One of the guards was too slow in reacting, and Vincent put a bullet into his chest before he could do any harm. The other, however, having hardened to the betrayals and disloyalty of the employees in Shrina, managed to shoot off Vincent's left arm before succumbing to Vincent's second bullet.

Hojo, however, the ever calm and calculative Hojo, took out a tranquilizer gun and stood besides Luceria. He carried up Sephiroth and smirked. Sephiroth, out of breath and choking, was struggling as frantically as a newborn could. "Hey, Turk, want to take a pot shoot at her son?" Hojo asked. So saying, he shot at Vincent with his tranquilizer gun. " Teraiptine, the fastest reacting tranquilizer in the world, courtesy of Shrina laboratories." Hojo sneered.

Vincent grimaced and kneeled over, and had almost blacked out when his mind, slowly falling under the tranquilizer's spell, registered that he had failed.

"I'm sorry, Luceria." He whispered, unshed tears glimmering in his eyes. He then collapsed into an ungainly heap, in an ever expanding pool of blood.

"NOOO! Vincent! You promised, goddamnit! You promised!!!"

" Luceria my pretty, do you have to be so emotional? Sentimentality never did get anyone anywhere. See what happened to poor Vincent over there?" Hojo gestured.

Vincent was at this moment being literally cleared away by some laboratory assistants, having been alerted by the security cameras.

" Wait a minute." Hojo said to the assistants. " I want to experiment on him later. Preserve his body in the my lab."

Hojo then turned back to Luceria. " And since you've been so kind to have given birth to my son for me, and tested my shooting skills by asking that shooting target to come over, you can be next in line for me to experiment on."

"You son of a bitch mother fu…" The rest of her sentence was cut off by another shot of Hojo's tranquilizer gun. Hojo then flinged Sephiroth back onto the dissection table, and ordered the lab assistants to sent them both to his laboratory later.

He then left for his lunch.

~End~

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