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Title: A Mother's Love
Warnings: OCC-ness, language… I'm playing with Canon and plot, etc etc. The usual things I do. Angst, Death, etc
Stars: Lucrecia, Jenova, Cloud's Mom, Zack's Mom, Lady Shinra, the boys.
A Mother's Love
Lucrecia's Sin
It was that day again. Circled on her calendar by that vile creature she had once deigned to call her husband. He did this intentionally. Everywhere she turned that date was circled or marked somehow to stand out. It was that sword that was shoved into her gut and ran up her torso, cutting her soul and mind in two.
Mother's Day.
She knew the minute she gave birth to Sephiroth and when Hojo took the infant in his hands she lost all rights to call herself a mother. His mother. No, she was just another monster. She begged and pleaded with Hojo to not go through with the experiments. When that didn't work, she cried and pleaded to just see him once. To hold her child.
Hojo laughed at her. Then he stepped in. Vincent Valentine was always saving her, sometimes, often times from herself. The last time he stepped in between the fighting scientists it cost him his life. Lucrecia had been working nonstop trying to save him from that moment. It was the only thing she could do, to thank Vincent, to save him, to lose herself and not think of the child she gave up to be used as a tool.
Looking back up at the containment unit Vincent was floating in stasis in, the brunette came to a painful decision. She had done all that she could to try to save the Turk and the possibility of him ever waking up again was slim. Chaos was now within him, and a protomateria added to keep it in control. The Turk could very well die within the next few hours.
Was it worth it? Sighing, she realized yes it was as she slowly walked to Hojo's office. Knocking tentatively on the door, she waited until her entrance was granted.
"Ahh, so you've finally come out of that room? Do you have anything to say for yourself?" Hojo sneered over the rim of his glasses.
"I. That is," she stammered slightly before taking a calming breath. "I want to see him."
"Him? Who might you be talking about you silly girl?"
"I want to see my son. I want to see Sephiroth," she gulped having trouble to get out the last word, "please."
"You have no son!" Hojo exploded out of his chair, and with a strength that belied his frail looking stature pinned the woman to the wall. "I have a specimen named Sephiroth. If you want to see it," he smiled emphasizing the word, "It will cost you my dear."
"Anything," she said breathlessly. A frisson of fear tingling up her spine.
"Give me Valentine and you can see the brat."
Lucrecia didn't hesitate in her response. "Done."
"My, my. Already done with your little toy? Whatever the case, wait here and I'll bring you to Project S."
Within moments of Lucrecia's consent to release Vincent Valentine into Hojo's care, all of her passwords and security clearances were changed. She would never see Valentine again.
She followed Hojo down several more floors from the Science Department into a new subterranean area. The first thing she noticed was how eerily quiet it was. The second was the giant containment unit full of pure Mako and the small figure floating within.
Lucrecia ran up and placed her palm on the cool glass, calling out Sephiroth's name as she wept at the sight. After a few moments when her hysterics calmed down, the child inside opened its eyes to stare unseeingly at the woman before him.
Her mind was assaulted with visions of fire and destruction before her sanity was shattered like a broken mirror.
"Happy Mother's Day," Hojo cackled as he kicked Lucrecia's unconscious form. "Stupid bitch."