Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VII or its characters and I am not affiliated with Square Enix. I only own my original characters. Any similarities between this fic and others are purely coincidental.

This is my first Final Fantasy fic to ever be published. If you don't like, don't read. My aim is to show a perspective that is different from others. Such is my writing style.

Chapter 1: Human Shell in the Tank

Experiment Document 1

Project D is now under way. The test subject is female, 20 years old, pale complexion, approximately 5 foot 8 and a half. As an infantry person, there is no Mako present in her system. The test subject has been injected with Bahamut strain cells and it is too early to detect a reaction. The subject resisted incarceration and had to be sedated. As this experiment as been approved by Chairman Shinra, it is our expectation that this experiment will result in the ultimate bio weapon since the Makonoids. It is hoped that with the infusion of Mako with the Bahamut cells that rapid change will occur.

Professor Daemon finished typing his document and continued to observe the woman behind the glass. Dressed in her Shinra infantry uniform, she looked at peace, yet conflicted. Her eyes were closed, hiding her hazel eyes, and her short layered brown hair moved with the flow of water in the tank. She was dead to the world, unaware of her surroundings. While nothing was noticeable on the surface, her insides showed a different story. Her brain was aware of the foreign cells in the blood stream, and her body was fighting a losing battle against the new cells. The darker cells overwhelmed her immune system, sending messages to the brain to accommodate for new additions to her physical structure. And while she was unaware of her surroundings, she was plagued by dark memories, nightmares of things she feared and hated.

Experiment Document 2

Mako has now been infused with the test subject. Soon we should see a change in the anatomical structure of her body. We will see if her body will adapt to the new genetic changes, or if she will die. If the project is successful, Shinra will see the beginning of a new combat unit.

Professor Daemon's lab had so many documents and unfinished experiments that security was needed. The woman behind the glass had a former comrade as one of the infantrymen who guarded her water-filled prison. Whenever he went on and off duty, he'd steal a glance at the unconscious being, knowing that somewhere in that sedated shell, she was a living human. He went by the name of Breno, a dark haired man with a bushy mono-brow with hair like a messy mop. He was bulky, but the training slimmed him down just a little. He felt he was in no danger, and hardly ever wore his helmet in the lab.

'Never thought I'd see you like this, Rena,' he thought.

He had professed to loving her a while ago, but her obvious disinterest and moody demeanour managed to die down his urges. She liked him as a friend, but grew tired of his vindictive and possessive manner. She couldn't be seen with the other infantrymen without Breno feeling a stab of jealousy. His childish remarks often prompted sarcastic, if not annoyed, remarks from Rena. It often led to arguments between them, often consisting of Breno calling her a 'slag' when she clearly had no sexual relations with any of the men, and was not interested in any of them. As he stared into the tank, he silently reminisced of their time in Shinra. He remembered how Rena thought about joining SOLDIER. Naturally, he didn't like the idea. Right now, he wondered what had driven Rena to attempt to run away from the army, and how the science department thought she would make a good specimen. Or why Rufus Shinra gave Rena the opportunity to redeem herself instead of imprisoning her.

Breno saw Rena twitch in her water-filled cell. Though it was more of a spasm. It was only momentary.

"Ah, a movement!" said Professor Daemon. "The B cells are doing their work."

Small black webbed dragon-like wings sprouted from her back. Breno was shocked. She was slowly losing her humanity. And what were B cells? Professor Daemon walked back to his computer and began typing again.

Experiment Document 3

The test subject has grown wings, but they are small. The size of two average sized hands each. Not enough to take to the skies, however, this transformation is a break through. Further observation shall see if the wings increase in wing span, and if more physical changes will occur. The test subject has not awakened yet, and must not awaken before the transformation is complete.

Breno hoped with all his heart that he was not responsible for Rena's attempted escape, for if he was, he would not be able to forgive himself. And if Rena emerged from the experiment in a new form, chances of forgiveness from her would be scant. Considering the Science Department's track record, it would be unlikely that the new Rena would be docile once she emerged from the tank. She was the first to be experimented on in this manner, so she was an untested bio weapon. The first of her kind. Rena was still unaware, and one would wonder where her mind was at this very moment.

This chapter has been edited and hopefully cleaned of all errors. I have added three new sentences to the last paragraph, replacing the very awkward sentence.

I hope this chapter wasn't too boring or anything. In the next chapter, you will see what makes Rena tick. The idea of this fic is to not only create characters which are believable, but also to explore what test subjects go through during experiments. Since we never get to see what they see in their unconscious state in the games, I think it would be great to give some idea what it would be like. For example, what do they dream about? Are they reliving events from their past? Are they in a coma state, and can they hear what people are saying on the outside?