Yay! The second chapter! I'll try to make it so the format doesn't do what
the last chapter did. Hopefully, it will work out. If not, sorries! So just
enjoy this, okay? Okay!
FF7 is not c/o of me, Sephrina is c/o of me.
Her arms were stretched above her head, her wrists attached to a metal rod suspended from the top of the tank. A metal belt was around her waist, which was also attached to the rod. Her face was pointed towards the bottom of the tank, her eyes shut. She was dressed with a gown that could have once been white, though now it was stained by the liquid in the tank.
"Wow, so she's like one of those, those test tube people, right?" A soldier asked. The scientist looked at him.
"Well sort of, I suppose. Except, I'd imagined that she is more developed than that. I've never heard of one that lived this long. If she is a real test tube project, she'll die when she is taken out of the tank."
"Not if Hojo created her." Cloud stepped up to the tank and touched it lightly. "Hojo was mad, I think he could have made this one flawless." Cloud studied her face. She looked like Aerith, save for her blonde hair.
"Should we take her out?" One soldier suggested. Another piped up.
"Yeah, let's see if Hojo's project was successful."
"It's worth a try." The scientist studied the tank. "If she doesn't live, then we'll just dispose of her and the lab too." Cloud looked at him.
"If she does live, I'm going to have a hell of a time explaining this one to Tifa."
"Who said Tifa had to know about her?" The scientist asked. Cloud shook his head.
"You don't know her, Tifa will know just by looking at me." Cloud stepped back and clapped his hands together. "Well, we should call out more men to come, until they arrive we'll stay here."
Tifa walked around Cloud's desk and sat in his chair. She hated being left behind; especially since the Shinra building was so boring. It didn't take her too long to lose herself in a daydream about Cloud though. She smiled to herself as a soldier walked into Cloud's office. Tifa looked up at him.
"Yes? Can I help you??" She asked him.
"I just need your signature maim." He said.
"Oh, okay. What for?" Tifa took the soldier's clipboard and signed her name.
"The boss needs some more help out in Nibleheim. Guess they found something in that mansion." Tifa looked up at him.
"Do you know what?"
"Nope, never told us."
"How many men does he want to go?"
"Uh," the soldier scanned the paper. "He wants Broker and Tangs, their scientists from the third floor, and five to ten more soldiers. They must have a big mess to clean up."
"Okay then, send Broker and tangs, and nine soldiers."
"Why the nine, if I may ask?"
"I'm going." The soldier looked at Tifa. "I don't think Cloud wanted that. I'm sure it's just a big mess, maybe part of the mansion already fell down and they need the extra hands. No sense in you going." Tifa looked at the soldier.
"I know Cloud told you to make sure I didn't come." The soldier was caught.
"Yeah, he did, but why do you want to go? I still think it's just a big mess that has to be cleaned up."
"Then what are the scientists for?" The soldier looked at Tifa as she walked out of the office. He never thought about that. He shrugged and followed her out.
"Dinner!" The scientist walked into the lab. "I already gave the soldiers upstairs their food, so the rest is for us." He started passing out the dishes.
"I wish I knew what was taking them so long to get here." Cloud took his food and started on it.
"Actually, I talked to Tangs over the phone, and he said they should be here in another hour." Cloud looked up at him.
"Oh good then." He looked back at the tank. "Maybe Tangs and Broker will know what to do about her." The scientist sat beside Cloud.
"Yeah me too," he started, "because I'm not sure were to start."
The hour seemed to take ages, when one of the soldiers came running down the stairs. He stopped in front of Cloud, panting.
"Um, are they here?" Cloud looked at him.
"Sir, your wife's with them."
Yeah, so sorry this is a short chapter. The next one will be longer, and will have more humor in it. I hope you enjoyed, and those of you that reviewed the first chapter, thanks a bunch!
FF7 is not c/o of me, Sephrina is c/o of me.
Her arms were stretched above her head, her wrists attached to a metal rod suspended from the top of the tank. A metal belt was around her waist, which was also attached to the rod. Her face was pointed towards the bottom of the tank, her eyes shut. She was dressed with a gown that could have once been white, though now it was stained by the liquid in the tank.
"Wow, so she's like one of those, those test tube people, right?" A soldier asked. The scientist looked at him.
"Well sort of, I suppose. Except, I'd imagined that she is more developed than that. I've never heard of one that lived this long. If she is a real test tube project, she'll die when she is taken out of the tank."
"Not if Hojo created her." Cloud stepped up to the tank and touched it lightly. "Hojo was mad, I think he could have made this one flawless." Cloud studied her face. She looked like Aerith, save for her blonde hair.
"Should we take her out?" One soldier suggested. Another piped up.
"Yeah, let's see if Hojo's project was successful."
"It's worth a try." The scientist studied the tank. "If she doesn't live, then we'll just dispose of her and the lab too." Cloud looked at him.
"If she does live, I'm going to have a hell of a time explaining this one to Tifa."
"Who said Tifa had to know about her?" The scientist asked. Cloud shook his head.
"You don't know her, Tifa will know just by looking at me." Cloud stepped back and clapped his hands together. "Well, we should call out more men to come, until they arrive we'll stay here."
Tifa walked around Cloud's desk and sat in his chair. She hated being left behind; especially since the Shinra building was so boring. It didn't take her too long to lose herself in a daydream about Cloud though. She smiled to herself as a soldier walked into Cloud's office. Tifa looked up at him.
"Yes? Can I help you??" She asked him.
"I just need your signature maim." He said.
"Oh, okay. What for?" Tifa took the soldier's clipboard and signed her name.
"The boss needs some more help out in Nibleheim. Guess they found something in that mansion." Tifa looked up at him.
"Do you know what?"
"Nope, never told us."
"How many men does he want to go?"
"Uh," the soldier scanned the paper. "He wants Broker and Tangs, their scientists from the third floor, and five to ten more soldiers. They must have a big mess to clean up."
"Okay then, send Broker and tangs, and nine soldiers."
"Why the nine, if I may ask?"
"I'm going." The soldier looked at Tifa. "I don't think Cloud wanted that. I'm sure it's just a big mess, maybe part of the mansion already fell down and they need the extra hands. No sense in you going." Tifa looked at the soldier.
"I know Cloud told you to make sure I didn't come." The soldier was caught.
"Yeah, he did, but why do you want to go? I still think it's just a big mess that has to be cleaned up."
"Then what are the scientists for?" The soldier looked at Tifa as she walked out of the office. He never thought about that. He shrugged and followed her out.
"Dinner!" The scientist walked into the lab. "I already gave the soldiers upstairs their food, so the rest is for us." He started passing out the dishes.
"I wish I knew what was taking them so long to get here." Cloud took his food and started on it.
"Actually, I talked to Tangs over the phone, and he said they should be here in another hour." Cloud looked up at him.
"Oh good then." He looked back at the tank. "Maybe Tangs and Broker will know what to do about her." The scientist sat beside Cloud.
"Yeah me too," he started, "because I'm not sure were to start."
The hour seemed to take ages, when one of the soldiers came running down the stairs. He stopped in front of Cloud, panting.
"Um, are they here?" Cloud looked at him.
"Sir, your wife's with them."
Yeah, so sorry this is a short chapter. The next one will be longer, and will have more humor in it. I hope you enjoyed, and those of you that reviewed the first chapter, thanks a bunch!