Rescue Chapter 1: Unwell, a final fantasy vii fanfic

Rescue

Getting Myde out of Hojo's clutches, part one. Songs not mine, most characters not mine.

Chapter 1

Unwell

All day
Staring at the ceiling making
Friends with shadows on my wall
All night
I'm hearing voices telling me
That I should get some sleep
Because tomorrow might be good
For something

'Kid, get some sleep. They'll probably be back for you then,' Krad said. Well, thought would be more precise.

'I know, Krad, I know. But I can't sleep. The darkness will get me.' Myde tried to move, but was unable to.

'I'm scarier than anything they can put in you, kid. Trust me.' True, Krad was about the scariest thing Myde had met, even during his time as a Turk.

Hold on
I'm feeling like I'm headed for a
Breakdown
I don't know why

"So, you're one of those wretched Valentines, eh? Well, that makes you a better test subject than most." This man's voice was insanely scary, it being a mad scientist voice that included a mad cackle. Professor Hojo.

And said professor had tied Myde down, temporarily paralyzed him and placed a second voice in his head. Not to mention the dark presence of something or other – whatever it was wasn't good – plus several Jenova cells that were quickly eradicated by Krad.

I'm not crazy I'm just a little unwell
I know right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy I'm just a little impaired
I know right now you don't care
But soon enough you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be

"Hey, be careful, you're going to rip your bandages," a young voice said. Myde was able to open his eyes enough after the surgery to see a young teenager, probably not even that old, standing over him. The kid had bright green-blue eyes and silver hair that was just starting to go past his/her shoulders.

"Wha… what happened to me?" Myde rasped, unable to talk very much, since he could feel everything Hojo did to him.

"Hojo did something to your head, but don't worry, if you don't move much, you'll heal up faster," the kid replied.

"Who… who're you?" Myde whispered.

"Call me Yazoo. I'm going to see what I can do to help you get out of here," the kid–Yazoo replied.

"Why would you do that?" Myde desperately wanted someone much gentler than Hojo in the Lab. The kid had an excellent bedside manner.

"Because, I don't want to see anyone else end up like we did, that's one reason," Yazoo finished tying the bandage that came undone and turned around at a sharp knock.

"Yaz, Professor's coming, come on." It was a second one, smaller, same looks though, hair just long enough to form a fringe around his eyes.

"I'll be there in a moment," Yazoo called, "I'll be back. Don't worry, you'll be fine, I hope." Yazoo disappeared.

See me
Talking to myself in public
And dodging glances on the train
I know
I know they've all been talking 'bout me
I can hear them whisper
And it makes me think there must be something wrong
With me

'He's a good kid, Myde, despite who his "mother" claims to be– what's this?' Krad found something unusual in Myde's subconscious and poked it. Whatever it was poked back. 'Goody, the cells of a complete and utter idiot landed themselves inside you. Be gone, foul demon.'

'Krad, leave whatever it is alone. It's making the pain worse,' Myde started to groan but cut off when he heard voices speaking in the hallway.

Out of all the hours thinking
Somehow
I've lost my mind

"Professor Hojo, his body seems to reject the Jenova Cells. What do we do?" said a voice.

"Use more cells next time. Has the subject said anything?" Hojo's grating voice asked.

"Actually, he has. Something about an entity called… 'Krad'. I'm not sure what it is, and neither are any of the others. One of the assistants looked up Krad in a database and found this obscure legend about a fallen angel in Cetran. None of us can read it," the assistant said.

"Let me see that. Incompetent lab rat." The assistant ran off, still not quite used to Hojo's heartlessness, since she was new. "Well, well, well. Krad's that notorious Fallen Angel, eh? Well, since Jenova won't work, we'll just have to put another creature in his head, now won't we?" Hojo cackled again. Myde Valentine was such an interesting subject.

'What's next, more Jenova cells? She's powerless against me. What is that?!' Krad tried breaking free of the bonds that held him to the Hikari family, to Gaia itself, but was unsuccessful.

'Krad? What's going on, I can't move; I can't do anything. What are they…' Myde trailed off, unable to form even a coherent thought. Something dark flooded his consciousness, suppressing Krad and placing a piece in the dark recesses of his soul.

The dark whatever it was chuckled darkly and left, leaving that one tendril.

Talking in my sleep
Pretty soon they'll come to get me
They'll be taking me away

"I'm not crazy, Kadaj; that man is in worse pain than we will be, even if we get caught," Yazoo said. They were referring to Myde, who was still in surgery, even though he was clearly still at least partially conscious.

"Yazoo, you're insane. You don't even know him and yet you want to help him? Why?" Kadaj stared at his older brother. This was the first time he had seen the usually cold and calculating Yazoo actually get worked up over something that didn't relate to his brothers' survival in the lab.

"Because, Kadaj… He's just like us." Yazoo turned and left to go convince their other brother, Loz, to help him.

'Well, Yazoo, you're so selfless. Maybe you should be the one who–' Jenova was cut off by Yazoo sending an irritated growl.

'Mother, I will not. You know I won't. I've said as much many times.' Yazoo stalked towards his quarters, very irritated with 'Mother'. 'And I will try to stop you from using Kadaj as your plaything.'

'You won't succeed, you know. You can't defy your Mother.'

'I can try, and try I will.' Yazoo heard footsteps coming towards him and he fit himself into a small crack in the wall, watching Hojo pace down the hallway. 'Dammit. Keep him away from me.' ((Hojo was splattered in blood. That's why Yazoo's in an even worse mood))

'There's nothing you can do, dear. Nothing at all,' Jenova cooed.

(((there's supposed to be a line here, but it's being a bitch and won't stay)))

*Laughing* Jenny poked Yaz and Yaz poked back. He's such a good kid.

Each chapter will be based around a song, which I will listen to twenty times, probably.

Anyway, next chapter should focus on the Turks, then back to the lab, Turks, and then the last chap will include both, getting Myde away from Hojo and his minions.