Provident Malice

By: Saiyukigallie

Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy VII, any of its characters nor everything in it, Square Enix does. The only thing I own is the lead OC character, Lyana Alastar, and everything about her, even her limit breaks. Yeah, call me sentimental for all heaven's care, but I won't budge.

Oh, and one more thing, I don't take flames too kindly now since my Senior High school life kind of suck on me. Thank you.

I just want to clear things up, the first 2-3 chapters in this story will start out 30 years before the game start, and namely when Vincent wasn't a freak experiment and before that thing happens. Just want to start off with the past instead of directing to present and having those flashbacks again and again. Just want to change things since my comeback in the fan fiction project and dun want to disappoint my readers, you know me. (Weird how I like to criticize her as 'too sweet and evil' in the first few chapters.)

Chapter 1: Project H.O.O.D.

High-maintenance Objective OverDrive experimentation…

"Name?"

"Lyana Alastar."

"Age?"

"22 Years old."

"And what are your expertises, young lass?"

"Well, I'm good at using my Tonfa guns and also snot out a life or two in just minutes-flat."

"…And you expect me to hire you as a Turk, I presume?"

"Of course, you do need someone who can kill off anyone without qualm just for cash and dignity; I'm on it for a job like that.

"Very well…"

"We'll call you within this day, Ms. Alastar."

Walking out from the Shin-Ra building, a female of early 20's with bright, red hair and maroon eyes with a tall and slender body features and peach-colored complexion looked back at the building before her, expecting for the aspiring female to be accepted as one of the Turks since it was one of her dream to become one anyway. Her name is Lyana Alastar and she's mostly the type who doesn't take things for granted, or to a fact that she was as innocent as psychotic, in a way. Claim her homicidal for all she care, but who would blame her if her parents died in a freak accident concerning about Shin-Ra and its Mako technology. She knows about that, but her innocent side told her that she just had to smile everything away, suppressing her anger and hatred in a form of homicidal attempts. She, did, killed people in which are wanted in their place, just to live, claim it a bounty.

With a small sigh escaped her lips, Lyana stretched her hands upward as she looked up in the sky with her optimistic look in her face as she curve the line upward in a smile before walking once more to her home in which consist of a apartment flat rented by her alone; She, is, twenty-two years old.

As soon as she arrived at her place, the auburn-haired female removed her sandals from her feet and dumped them carelessly at the corner whilst removing her red parka revealing her black-colored shirt and placed it in the couch. She slumped herself in the chair as she placed her hands on the armrest and her chin above it, swinging her legs to and fro as if waiting for something. A little while later, a ring from the phone was heard as she jumped from her seat and dashed towards the phone to answer it.

"Hello?" Lyana asked perking up when she heard it was the President of Shin-Ra Development. A few minutes more and after she hung-up the phone, the female was more than ecstatic to learn that she was accepted and will begin her work straight out tomorrow. "Oh, I know I'll be accepted, yesserie!" she cheered and decided to celebrate the night with a light drink of whisky left on her refrigerator and some cold cuts. Strange how she can maintain such figure with these foods, despite that she have a very heavy metabolism when it comes to food, wine and gambling.

"What did you said?"

Vincent Valentine was more than shock to find out from Lucrecia Crescent that he would be having a 'partner'. Now Vincent doesn't want to have a partner, not that he wouldn't mind, but that just made him think that he was incapable of doing his job well enough for them to be impress. He have to admit, Shin-Ra has gone a bit too far after he find out about his father's death and of the fact that their motives are more than dubious, but him being paired up with someone else has gone too far from him.

"Well, Hojo just told me about it a while ago, and from the way he speaks, it looks like this person is as good as you are why would they hire someone if they don't think they fit in to this anyway?" Lucrecia said with a concerned tone in her voice. The raven-haired male just sigh, admitting defeat as he walked towards the corridor to be oriented with this new member. As soon as they arrived at the room, both of them were greeted by President Shin-Ra, Hojo at the president's side, looking a bit oddly sinister as usual, and at the far corner of the room leaned a female wearing a black business suit over a ash-gray turtleneck and knee-length skirt, black leggings and brown boots. It seems she have donned herself with a buckle in which placed two red-colored tonfas, one on each side, and finishes her outfit off with a brown, leather gloves. Her shoulder-length, auburn hair was neatly combed as her maroon-colored orbs gleamed with more than innocence in it.

"Pleasure to see you here, Mr. Valentine, Ms. Crescent." President Shin-Ra said, gesturing them to sit down and they did so. "I summoned you here, along with Mr. Hojo, to introduce a new member of the Turks. I already oriented her to the other members and it seems she have a very sunny personality, for such a very talented markswoman." He continued, then gesturing towards the female who have been fiddling with the hem of her blouse for a while now.

"Oh, right!" The female noticed the president's gesture as she straighten her out, dusting her skirt a bit and bowed politely at them as she began her introduction. "Hello there, I'm Lyana Alastar, only daughter of Amaranth and Salome Alastar, they used to work here, but enough about them." She said in an 'it's nice to meet you' tone, which wouldn't surprise for Vincent to have a first impression of her as 'giddy do-gooder'. "I'm in my early twenty's, a bit off-minded on one side, but nevertheless I can do my job well. It's a pleasure to be of acquaintance to you." She ended with a smile as the two also introduced themselves before the President Shin-Ra spoke once more.

"Well, I believe that's all for the introduction." He faced towards Vincent, his face stern and business-like. "Mr. Valentine, as you have heard, Ms. Alastar is the daughter of the late Amaranth Alastar and from his records, he seem to have raised her very well. With skills like hers, I decided to pair her up with you." Paused. "You will work with her, both as bodyguards to Ms. Crescent and I expect that nothing will happen out of work, understood?"

"Yes, sir." Was only Vincent's reply as he looked at Lyana, in which she replied with a small wave of a hand and a sheepish shrug. He shook his head, wondering what more idiocy might come up next, and hoped that she wasn't really as hyper as he thought she was.

"Wow, this is awesome, my first assignment, isn't this grand?"

Seating at the lounge, waiting for Lucrecia to finish her studies, Vincent looked at the red-haired female beside him as she began her babble about her new job, her expectations, and most probably about the Gil she will be earning with this job.

"I'm telling you, I'll earn a LOT of Gil in this job, sure beats hunting off for heads of those pesky criminals." Lyana continued on, each word is like torture to the male's ears. How he find girls annoying was beyond his wonder when he looked to see Lucrecia coming out from the meeting room, looking at them with a 'Aww, that's sweet, you two hanging out' look in her eyes.

"Please don't say it." Vincent groaned placing his hands in his head as hesitantly looked at the female before him. What a chatterbox she is.

Lucrecia understood what he was talking about as she gestured the two that they are leaving. Lyana obeyed like a sick puppy that she is while the male lag behind, his hands placed in his pocket and hoped to hell that his new 'partner' wouldn't try to drag him in into such 'girly' stuff. Ugh, the humanity in that.

"She seems like a perfect one for the experiment."

"But, sir, we're not supposed to do on human experiments!"

"Are you with me or against me? Shut your mouth and just do as I say. Find her files, study about her anatomy if you must, and if all else falls in place, then we can conduct the experiment!"

"But…"

"No Buts or your life will be next!"

"… Y-yes, sir…"

Defending the scientist Lucrecia was easy, so claimed the female Turk Lyana Alastar, but she never thought that it also means to hang out with such a stoic and serious Vincent Valentine. She find him too quiet for her taste at least Lucrecia talks to her, he doesn't. She tried to ask him about his personal life only to get a reply of 'shut up', 'leave me alone' or an 'I'll kick you if you don't shut your trap up' look/reply on him. Quite an anti-social man he is, sad to think like it. But how in the world she bears it, she had no idea. Maybe she's just too naïve for her own good, but then she have reasons why she applied for Shin-Ra as a Turk, aside for her avarice with money and gambling.

It has been a week since she became a Turk and Lyana was more than glad to receive her paycheck, more for her to be used for gambling then. A weird fact about her is that no matter how she gambles, or what kind or form of gambling she does, she always wins, as if lady luck is always in her side. Always. It was the time once more in which she spends her earning with a game of Chocobo Racing in which she was being scolded by Lucrecia about spending too much on such useless things, but she always brush if off, saying that this is the only recreation time she can do. At Golden Saucer, the auburn-haired female cheered for the Chocobo she have placed her bet on as she thrust her fist in the air when she found out she have won the bet once more.

"Yahoo!" Lyana hollered collecting her current money as she greedily placed them in her wallet. Just as she was about to leave, the female noticed that there are thugs surrounding her, and they are pretty much not please that they lost the bet.

"Ei, you look like da one that beat us in da Chocobo Bet, aren't ya?" The big, brawly one, apparently the leader of the said thugs, boomed, as he come closer to notice that she was a pretty young thing to consider with. "Although with dat face of yers, you could be mah lady luck. Come with me and meh crew and we'll show you a good time, Ms. Luck!"

Now, Lyana doesn't much appreciate her 'gambling abilities' being called luck, which is more appropriate to most out there, but then she was bored and needed someone to vent her oppression with, in which case, the thugs were very unlucky to meet up such a person like her, now that her homicidal tendencies have aroused her to have her fill with a fight.

With a sharp sigh, stuffing her wallet back at her purse, Lyana pulled out her tonfas as she aimed them at the leader's head, and without hesitation, pulled the trigger as one by one, they fall on the ground like flies. Well, she IS a Turk, no doubt, they should know when or when not to piss off a female like her, now that she doesn't really care about killing. Nobody saw the attacker, sadly enough, but Lyana was more than satisfy to kill anyone for that matter. Ah, how she love being a Turk, people would step out of her way and at the same time, gave her the right to kill just for the heck of it, and she even gains money at it. How she love her life!

Well, that's it for Chapter 1. Yeah, I know, it's more of the character, but Chapter 2 will be the in-dept between her and Vincent. Just giving you a sneak about it. Enjoy!