Project: ANIMA. It was about as simple as the Jenova Project, just with a few extra steps.
Eligible subjects would go through mako treatments like regular SOLDIERS. But, after the mako treatments, another treatment called an ANIMA treatment.
ANIMA is a cell type, like Jenova cell, but it is taken from actual animals. The main skills of the animal is thus transferred to the subjects in question. The only moral downside is that the subjects lose their humanness. They gain the characteristics of their animal. Examples being, the subjects would gain animal ears, tails, their skin pigmentation may change, or even grow a pelt or shell.
Because of the characteristics gained, ShinRa demanded a mass amount be made, which resulted in a demand for more eligible subjects. Soon, the eligible gave way to the available and willing. This led to under qualified subjects and many faults and defects occurred.
These ludicrous experiments were led by Dr. Hojo and Dr. Hollander. And, by order of the ShinRa President, the ANIMA Project was ceased and the defects were destroyed, along with all those who opposed the order of the President. The few ANIMA left were then promoted to 2nd Class SOLDIERS.
One of those was Niva Meridian. Her subject ID was FF12P. She was a fawn ANIMA 2nd Class. She also had the honor to be trained by 1st Class General Genesis Rhapsodos, one of the strongest of SOLDIER.
Niva smiled to herself. Genesis…. The name sent tingles up her spine. She couldn't wait to see the flawlessness of his face, smooth voice, and beautiful words that passed through his perfectly chiseled lips. They had been given different missions, Genesis's being in Wutai and hers involving some frozen wasteland and worthless resistance force that never stood a chance. She was still wearing her caramel brown faux fur coat as she walked into the ShinRa building. Her 2nd Class uniform pants count still be seen from under the coat.
"Miss Meridian, Director Lazard requires your presence as soon as possible," a 3rd Class reported as soon as he saw her.
"Fine by me. Has Genesis returned?" He was her utmost priority.
"He returned early this morning. About maybe 3 or 4, ma'am. He's in the apartment still, I do believe."
"Good. I would like a word with him once I'm done with the Director." Casually, she walked to the elevator and up to Lazard's office. Once she reached the door, she knocked politely.
"Come in," Lazard's voice allowed.
Niva walked into the room. Besides the blonde Director, there were two other people. One she recognized as Angeal Hewely, and the other as his apprentice, Zackary Fair. Genesis often spoke fondly of his childhood friend Angeal and Zackary was faintly mentioned.
Niva saluted obediently. "2nd Class Niva Meridian, reporting as requested, sir." She felt her fawn ears twitch, alerted and her tail fluttered lightly.
Lazard looked her over casually. "I take it that the resistance force was taken care of?:
"Crushed like you ordered, sir."
"How was the weather?" he mused, knowing the answer already.
"Peachy keen," she answered with a hint of resentment in her pink doe eyes. She hated cold weather.
He chuckled lightly, then remembered his previous company. "Niva, this is 1st Class General Angeal Hewely, and 2nd Class Zackary Fair." He turned his attention to the two. "This is 2nd Class ANIMA Niva Meridian."
"Wow, an ANIMA SOLDIER member?" Zack awed. "Don't see any very often." He smiled a childish smile.
Angeal nodded to her in acknowledgement and smiled lightly. "I am already slightly acquainted with Miss Meridian."
Zack looked to his mentor expectantly. "Really?"
"he nodded to the eager puppy, the looked to her. "Rare to see you not at Genesis's side."
She smiled politely. "True. Well, I've given my report. I'll excuse myself, thank you." She exited Lazard's office and proceeded to the elevator. She was excited to get to the dorm floor. All 1st and 2nd Classes had a separate floor from the 3rd and lower Classes. Genesis was in his room, probably sleeping.
She reached the floor and walked to his door, pulling out the keycard he'd given her some time ago. The room smelled of Banora apples and old parchment paper. An inviting smell she loved with every fiber of her being. She took off her coat and hung it up.
The room was quiet so she was sure Genesis was asleep, being exhausted from his long mission. She thought it best not to wake him. She straightened her clothes out and started removing her shoulder pads and shoes at the front door. After setting them in their proper place, she took off her shirt, displaying her tan skin. Along her shoulders were lightly colored patches, like a fawn's spots. She adjusted her sports bra and tossed the shirt into the laundry basket.
Suddenly, arms wrapped around her waist. Soft lips pressed to her shoulder and feathery hair tickled her skin. She leaned into the body of the 1st Class red head.
"Gen…." she sighed blissfully.
"Did you think I wouldn't hear you?" he playfully asked against her skin.
"I wanted to let you sleep,' she admitted, shivering lightly at his breath on her skin. "You're hands are cold."
The auburn haired man smirked. "Well, your skin is just too hot." He slid his hands across her smooth, hard stomach. "It's hard to sleep when I can smell you and you're not in bed with me." Teasingly, he licked the juncture of her neck, making her shiver again. "Shiva, I missed your body."
Niva sighed again and turned in his grasp. "You need sleep, Gen." She smiled in hopes she could persuade him.
He smirked in reply. "Why can't I just have you first, and then sleep?" he picked her up and set her on the bed, planting a few kisses on her stomach.