AN: Okay just to let you know. I have a poll posted on my profile and it pertains to the next chapter currently I have Three voters and one topic is in the lead BY 33.3%. WOW. . . but in all seriousness I NEED voters it will depict what will happen next chapter and your vote counts. Sorry for not updating sooner. I had a bad case of writers block.

Disclaimer. I don't own final Fantasy VII Blah Blah blah… we all heard this a thousand times… Okay on with the typing. Language and hints of malexmale pairings don't like don't read simple as that. Going to be a little light on the flavoring just because this is a first timer.

"Speak" words in the language spoken from the point of view of the persons Origins.

"Speak," with quotes different language. Will not be understood by those speaking "Speak" Exception: Vincent! He is bilingual

-Thoughts- anyone can think something.

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Vincent's PoV

When I finally came somewhat alert I noticed that my legs were cramped up leaning against the side of something as well as my neck getting craned in the wrong direction, leaning against the wall. Feet pushing at the other side of where my neck is; Slowly realizing that I was in a metal box. Lifting myself up I quickly study my surroundings, noting that the box I was in was meant for Hell hounds. (Think Chronicles of Riddick). Pushing myself up into a sitting position, I leaned my head to one of the many holes lining the top of the sides. Looking out into the area outside I saw other pens lining the floor.

-So others must have been captured as well… I need to know if Cid's okay.-

Slowly my mind started to become more aware of the situation that I was in, I was starting to recognize things that I haven't experienced in a long time. The first thing I noticed was the feeling of the vibrations through the floor and how everything seemed to be producing a noise relating to it. The other thing I noticed was the smell of oil and fluids used in airplanes and cargo frigates (1). I should know…I only lived with a winged grease monkey for only Chaos knows how long (2), Also the constant vibrations giving it away.

Glancing over to the sides of the plane I could see that there were no windows to tell how much time has passed. Sitting up more, I brought my attention to the opening of the cage. The screen mesh that covered the little window told me it was an observation panel, to look at whatever animal was inside. I brought my legs closer to my chest, then launched then towards the entrance; Making contact that jarred my legs. I gritted my teeth and repeated the process. I didn't even notice when someone approached the cage.

"Hey cut it out! You're going to damage those pretty pale legs of yours, then your worth will go down and that will be bad for me and my team." A nameless mansaid.

I ignored him and continued throwing my feet against the door of the pen, after all I wasn't suppose to know the language. I finally saw his face when he walked around the front and kneeling in front of the door. – If they're going to treat me like an animal, I'll start acting like one. And I can be an animal, Cid told me as much- I couldn't help but grin at that thought.

"Hey now we don't want you to hurt yourself…and if your good I'll give ya a little treat," as the man said that he pulled out a bag of what looked like dried meats. And making me think about how long it's been since I've at anything to eat. "Oh I see I've got your attention."

-Not true the bag of jerky is what has me, oh Chaos please let him not be a jerk- I can say I wanted that food and screw acting tame, he was going to get what was coming to him. I also can't blow the fact that I can understand him, if he knew I don't have the slightest clue what will happen to me

I lowered my legs then scooted over to the front expressing a mild curious look on my face just to make it seem that I was experiencing this for the first time. Truthfully this was the second time I was locked up like an animal, I just had to keep my eyes on the bag as he opened it. I really wanted to roll my eyes as he pulled out a piece and over exadurated that it tastes good with a yummy noise. "Do you want some? If you're good I'll give a piece okay?" he tore off a small piece and held it between the grate I lifted my hand to grab it only to have it snatched back. I just glared at him. "Now no, you need to take it like you're suppose to...Get it?"

Putting the strip of meat back to the cage, I leaned towards it and took the strip between my teeth. "That's a good boy." He said pulling another piece out of the bag.

This process continued for a few more moments. After I took the last strip that he gave me, he left his finger in the cage, thinking that I was tamed just by feeding me a day's ration of meat given to troops.

"You know you're kinda cute, maybe I'll adopt you since you are being so good for me. Maybe in the future I'll give you a different kind a meat to savor."(AN: yes I put that in there on purpose XD I just couldn't resist this time) I approached the man's hand then lashed out as fast as I could and clamped my teeth into the digit sticking into my mini-prison.

I couldn't help but smile at the man's shock and pain. Releasing his finger, I creep back to the other end of the cage. With a smirk on my face I listened to the man swear and felt him swearing and kicking the cage.

"O'Mallie!What in all blazing chocobo shit are you doing to that critter?" Shouted a man that seemed to be O'Mallie's' commanding 'officer.

"Sir I was…I was…"

"You were just being a little pissant tormenting that thing. It'll be like those other ones. You know we had to put them down. If you make them violent, it means fewer credits for the team and we would never get hired back."

" But Sir this one likes me!" O'Mallie said back to the nameless captain.

The captain seemed to chuckle at this, "And that bite to your finger was a sign of affection. Go back to your seat; I'll take care of your fuck up." His voice left no room for objection. An O'Mallie left without another word spoken, the captain on the other hand approached my pen and kneeled down to the window and just stared.

"He is kinda right, you are attractive. But it's a pitty that they have to treat your race this way. One bad thing happens and the whole civilization is blamed." He didn't seem like he would be one to vent his problems to another. He didn't have the body type, So Vincent thought that it was strange for a high class hunter like this leader, to sit down and just talk. Most likely thought that I wouldn't be able to understand. I just stayed quiet and let him continue. "I mean it's not like people can't have the old fashioned pets like a cat or a dog, they have to have a Shinra as a pet, people like that make me feel sick. If they want to take a member into their house they should at least treat them like a person. Like I do with Zack (AN: Three guesses on who this person is.) Here let me show you my puppy, I got him 6 Years ago." He pulls out a picture of a youth about 17 years old. The first thing Vincent Noticed was the boys smile. Looking more closely at the boy's features he had black hair that seemed to pull away from his face except for a few strands and a pair of shocking blue eyes that seemed to bore into your soul. What really caught his attention was the scar that was on his left cheek.

The captain seemed to notice my brows crunching together in a frown. "Hey now stop that face" he said this as he flicked the cage to get my attention and also to reprimand me for bad behavior. "If you're looking at the scar, I can tell you that's not from me. That was there before he was officially in my care. Heh heh (An; he's giggling here) I remember that he pulled a stunt like you did. But they had no right to take a blade to his face if ya know what I mean. Hopefully you get a good master."

Scilence then fell over him and this Captain. "Here let's learn names, if you tell me yours it may still be used by your master. I don't think you would want to be called something like 'Ton Ton' would you?"

Vincent's face crunched up a little at the thought of being called that. He tried not to.

"I thought so, hear let's start with me… cough cough. Angeal." He was stretching out the name like trying to spread a limited amount of butter on a piece of dry toast. " An… geeeaal" As he was saying this he was touching his chest. – This reminds me of when a child is trying to teach a younger one their name.-

Angeal seemed to be waiting on something. It was obvious that he wanted me to repeat.

"Ang geel" Vincent said back purposely screwing up the name to make him think that it was difficult. Normally it would be in this dialect. But the Captain seemed pleased with Vincent's response and he pressed his hand to his chest repeated his name then pointed at the nude man in the cage.

I didn't want to answer him. And he repeated the process several times, trying to get me to give my name.

Thankfully Vincent didn't have to give it. O'Mallie came back to the room and approached Angeal.

"Sir we are going to land in a few minutes and the pilot would like a few words."

"I'll be there in a minute," he said dismissing the underling, looking back at my pen he gave Vincent a sad look like he didn't want the plane to land. Vincent was beginning to like the man too. He actually cared about his people and treated them like people with a little guidance in what was acceptable and what was not.

Vincent had to admit, when Angeal left the room he felt like his situation was more real. He was now a lesser being, one treated like a beast that would have no release except for death.

-Oh Chaos please keep Cid safe, please let me see him again.-

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That's all for now.

If you haven't voted on my poll, please do. It is pertaining to the next chapter and I would like your opinion, also give me feed back and tell me of mistakes. Most of the time when I write I leave it as it is and barely proof read it cause if I do. I would never be happy with it and you would never get a chapter.

As I said in chapters before Creative feedback is welcomed but flamers will have to deal with Gus-Gus which is my Chocobo.

He's such a good boy 8∙3

Kay I don't know which Fluid smells like what or what goes in a Cargo plane, I leave that stuff for DarkPiro to find out.

Chaos is going to be Shinra's deity just to go with the plot, history will come a little later.