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Italics: Indicate a dream-like state.
Bold/Italics: Indicate a character's thoughts.
Shadow creeper: One of those wolf-like creatures on Advent Children. If you still don't know what it looks like, type it into a Google Image search.
CHAPTER 2- JUST ANOTHER LAB EXPERIMENT
He hit the ground, hard. Coughing on the dust, he stood up and brushed the dirt out of his long, silver hair and black cloak. There wasn't anything he couldn't stand more, than being dirty.
Looking about himself, he concluded that he had landed in the old Sector 7 slums, in Midgar. The sounds of a struggle reached his ears, and he began walking toward the sound of the disturbance. As he peeked around a corner, he saw a teenage girl attempting to fight off a pack of Shadow Creepers. She was losing. He couldn't decide what to do. This teenager could be the person that the young girl had been refering to, but she might not be.Without the whispers of Jenova, he found that he was quite lost. Quickly, he made his decision, and just as he was about to step out from behind the building, the fighting stopped. He looked around the corner again to find the girl, bleeding profusely, was lying on the ground. There were three people standing around her, each dressed in long, white lab coats. Two of them were holding Fire materia in the palms of their hands. They slipped the materia back into their pockets, as they looked around at the bodies.
"Hurry up and get it inside!" the third man yelled in a high, nasal voice. Sephiroth immediately recognized the owner of that voice. It was Professor Hojo, the bastard that had made his childhood a living hell, manipulating him and subjecting him to different kinds of experiments, all in the name of science. He remembered quite vividly the day that the damn scientist had cut one of his wings off, to study it. He hadn't even healed the boy, who was seven at the time. The pain had been tremendous. If that girl was going to become an experiment for Hojo, he knew that she wouldn't last long. He had to do something, or his redemption was about to end, and quickly.
He watched as the other two scientists dragged the girl by her long, red hair into the building. It was clear that she was unconscious. Hojo walked in the lead, clearing the way for them. As the door shut behind them, Sephiroth knew that the time had come to redeem himself. Making sure nobody was around him, he darted into the building.
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The first thing I noticed upon waking up was that I was in a large glass tank. I seemed to be floating in some kind of liquid, but I didn't know how I was breathing in it. Luckily, I didn't seem to be drowning. I looked around the room through the clear glass. I seemed to be in a laboratory. In the middle of the room was an operating table, complete with surgical implements. I shook my head, trying to remember what had happened. All I could remember was the monsters that had ambushed me outside the building. I had tried to fight them off, but there was just too many of them. Since when were there monsters on Earth?! I asked myself. I raised my arms in front of my face, and sure enough, they were covered in cuts and bruises. Realizing something for the first time, I looked down at myself. I was completely naked, again. I could feel the rage building, my heart pumping faster and faster as I thought about it. I knew that I had to escape. I couldn't let anybody take advantage of me anymore.
I raised my fists and began beating as hard as I could against the glass. To my surprise, thin cracks began forming down the length of the tank. Quite suddenly, my fist broke through. The glass shattered, and showered the floor with tiny, sharp pieces. I felt very lightheaded as I breathed in the air in the lab. I stepped out of the tank, and slipped in the liquid that had poured out of the tank. As I felt myself falling, I tried to brace for impact, but it didn't help much. As I hit the ground, I felt all of the little pieces of glass become imbedded in my back and side. I was so lightheaded, however, that I didn't feel much pain.
While I choked on the sterile air of the lab, I tried to stand up, but only succeeded in falling back into the glass that littered the floor. I knew that I had to leave, but try as I might, I was too weak to stand up. At that moment, however, I heard hurried footsteps come into the room. It appeared that some assistants had witnessed my escape from the thin window that connected the two rooms. I felt something take hold of my arms, and lift me into the air. The hands roughly thrust me onto the operating table, and tied my hands and legs down. I could feel the glass become even more imbedded in my back as they tightened my bonds.
"Professor Hojo will be in momentarily to see you." one of the assistants informed me as they shut the door. Professor Hojo... That name seemed familiar to me, but I just couldn't remember where I had heard it. Soon, though, I once again heard footsteps, as Professor Hojo entered the room. A man with long, greasy black hair came to stand by my bedside. I remembered once more that I wasn't wearing anything, and as I watched him examine my body with with his eyes, a blush crept over my face. His eyes seemed to stare too long at places that they shouldn't have.
"Where... where am I?" I tried to say, my voice raspy. He didn't repy, however, and began writing something down on a clipboard he had in his hands. He began muttering to himself, loud enough for me to hear him, as he took notes.
"Specimen S. Height: 5 feet, 8 inches. Weight: 126 pounds. Name: Unknown. Gender: Female. Age: 16, according to blood tests. Found outside ShinRa building, seriously injured. Test A will tell whether or not Specimen S will be compatible with Jenova cells." he concluded. With that, he set the clipboard down and began preparing an I.V. Upon seeing the needle in his hands, my eyes grew wide. I really didn't like needles.
"You're not... going to put that thing in me... are you?" I struggled to say. He just ignored me again, and began cleaning the back of my hand with a piece of gauze soaked in rubbing alcohol. I tried to move my hand, but he grabbed it in a vice-like grip and inserted the needle into the back of my hand. I yelped as I felt it make its entrance. He then hooked a tube up to the needle, and I watched as the green liquid in the bag began its slow decent toward my vein. Before it reached my arm, though, I watched as he turned around and left me there, by myself in the room. He turned the light off, and locked the door. Having forgotten about the liquid in the bag, I gave a loud shriek as it made contact with my bloodstream, setting my very soul on fire.
I screamed and thrashed against my bonds, but they held. After a while, though, the pain seemed to decrease, but my body still throbbed. I felt my eyes begin to close, and I drifted off into sleep, as the Jenova cells integrated themselves into my own cells. --
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Sephiroth ducked into a room, as two scientists walked past the door. I must be more careful. These people are not going to react well if they see me. I'm supposed to be dead. he thought to himself. As he was about to set foot outside the door, he heard a loud scream of agony. It sounded feminine. I must hurry. It seems as though they have already begun experimenting on her.He turned, and quickly made his way up the long flight of stairs, his Jenova-enhanced body keeping him from getting tired. He heard more screaming and quickened his pace. Soon, he found himself standing outside the door to her room. He peered in the window to find that the room was pitch black. He unlocked the door, and stepped inside.
Slowly, he made his way over to the table. He could just barely see her form lying there, asleep. Making sure there was nobody in the room, he clicked on the light and shifted his eyes toward her prone form. He quickly realized that she was naked, and as he searched in the closet for her clothes, she stirred. Having found a set of clothing that would fit her, he made his way back over to the table. Her eyelids fluttered open, revealing dark green orbs beneath. A look of surprise crossed her face as he began taking the I.V. out of her hand. He took a knife out of his cloak, and began hacking at the bonds at her hands and feet. As he helped her off the table, he tried to keep his eyes averted from her naked body, but he couldn't help noticing the glass imbedded in her back and ribs. Damn Hojo, that bastard. He didn't even bother to help her, even though she was injured. he thought to himself.
"Here, I found you some clothes in the closet. Put them on; we leave soon." he told her as he reached her the set of clothes. She nodded her head, and began dressing herself as he set about gathering medical supplies. Once he saw that she was dressed, he walked toward her. Her mouth opened as she was about to question him, but he shook his head. "Not here. I'll explain once we have escaped. Can you run?" he asked her.
She nodded her head. "Good." he told her. "Now, let's go." He moved toward the door and opened it. He looked back to find that she was right behind him. Setting off down the hallway, Sephiroth was alarmed to hear many sets of footsteps coming in their direction. He made a signal to the girl, and both of them began to run. Sephiroth, being in the lead, saw the open doorway first, and pulled the girl inside. It appeared to be a meeting room, complete with the large, wooden table in the center of the room and a large plate glass window that gave a magnificent view of the city. He motioned for her to come stand by his side before the window, just as the door opened. Looks of horror passed over the faces of the guards and the SOLDIERS who had gathered to stop him.
I looked toward the man who had tried to rescue me. I knew it was the end. We were cornered, and the only way out was through the glass, but the building was over sixty floors high. We would never survive a fall like that. As I looked between the tall, silver-haired man, and the group of people, who seemed to belong to part of the military, I couldn't help but feel confused at the look of horror that had crossed their faces. Time seemed to slow down, though, as I watched one of the men pull a pistol from its holster and point it at the silver-haired man. As he pulled the trigger, I couldn't help but feel a sense of deja vu, though for what reason, I couldn't tell, as I pushed the tall man out of the way. As the bullet made its entrance, time seemed to speed up again, and suddenly, I was falling. The last thought I had before the pain rendered me unconcious was that it was strange that I saw a stream of black feathers behind me as I fell.
--Well, I managed to pump out another chapter today. I hope you enjoyed it! There is more on the way, so just hold on! And please review; I'm dying to find out whether or not my writing is alright or not! Thank you very much!Author's note-Again, I am changing the storyline a little, so if it seems different than the first time you read it, it is. Please leave me a review, and tell me what you think about it!