Forsaken Sin

GA1: Ya, I noticed this when I was getting this chapter ready.. but we skipped a chapter number…. So the last three chapters are label wrong.

SD: Yeah… This is the really chapter 7 in number count… I seemed to have got them off… a little…

GA1: Yeah.. Baka

SD: Hey you kept it going so there!

GA1: Right, blame it all on me. Anyways, sorry for the wait. You'd think since we live together now we'd get things done faster.

SD: frowns Yeah.. Except you're a work alcoholic.

Summary: Two years after the Geostigma outbreak, AVALACHE now hunts across the planet looking for all of Hojo's skeletons that were left uncovered. A hunt that leaves Vincent facing a ghost he thought long gone, but more over a whisper of the Planet which once thought lost by Chaos has come reborn. Time is now a race in the Planet's last stand against the depths of Geostigma's final out come.

Disclaimer: Yeah Square Enix owns Final Fantasy, we don't, and thus is why the universe is ever so big. Don't sue us, this story is solely fan-based. We do however own our on individual characters and plot:

Glass Angel1 Sammatha Ravin Night Trisiren, Neverwinter

Spirit Dancer: Eira Trisiren

This story is a joint writing of the previous writers listed.

All rights reserved.

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Chpt. 7 Truth in Lies

Cid woke with a start as something grabbed his shoulders roughly, and shook him hard. Cursing in a half slur about someone going to get his head beat in for waking him blue eyes stared in to horrified crimson ones. That was one look Cid never thought he would see that look in that man's eyes.

"What's wrong Vince?"

"We have to leave Now…" There was sweat on the side of the taller man's face as if he had just run a marathon. Vincent's hair was in a mangled mess like it was after he had just transformed back from being Chaos. O, gods what had happened? Cid was sitting up now in bed as he watched Vincent grab his cloak off the bed.

"Vince what's goin-"

"I think I would have to be the one to explain that…" Vincent's hand immediately fell onto his gun and pulled it out to point it at the figure standing in the door way. Cid was up on his feet with a start.

"What the fuckin' hell! Why are you pointin' a gun at the Do-" A slender hand flicked the switch to turn the lights on in the room, cutting Cid off. If he had a cigarette in his mouth it would have fallen out. Long slender ears pointed out from the sides of her head, golden slit eye focused sadly on the two of them. Two slender teeth rested on the outside of her lips, her fingers seemed to be tipped with long claws instead of normal nails. "What the holy hell?!"

"Highwind……." Vincent's voice started a warning.

"I have lied to the both of you long enough…." Golden eyes closed for a moment, when the door behind her busted open. The pounding behind her eyes was what woke her up, glowing blue eyes stared at the back of Night in shock and confusion.

"Night, what the hell are you doing?" Her voice was lowered, as she looked over the woman's shoulder at Cid, blue eyes widened when she saw that she was on the wrong end of Valentine's gun for the second time today. There was a long sigh from her as Night did not move to look at Eira but finish what she had been saying.

"I am Dr. Sammatha Ravin Night. I am Hojo's sister." If the brunette thought that she couldn't be shocked any more, she was wrong. What ever happened to 'don't say my real name in front of other people'? Cid's eyes widened as he stared at the woman in front of him.

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She sat curled up on the couch not really looking at anything other then the man that sat next to her. Her back was up against the arm rest, arms over her knees. The smell of blood was still in her noise, probably because it was under her finger nails. Gods, how could she have been so stupid? Then again, there was nothing she could have done, it was either don't do the surgery and get fired, or do the surgery and hope to gods the woman lived. Really, all through that she just wanted to curl up and hide from the world. Now, she waited the pending doom that would await her. Brown eyes glared slightly at the man in the white lab coat that sat next to her. She really wanted to wallow in self pity by herself but it seemed that her brother didn't catch that when she slammed the door in his face the first time. After a minute, she watched him put his glasses back onto his face before he looked over his shoulder at her. Darker brown eyes seemed non-sympathetic, black hair that wasn't pulled back in a tight pony tail fell over his face.

"Are you planning on wallowing here for long?" Snorting an answer to him, she buried her face in her arms again.

"I didn't ask you to come here ya know…" She felt him shrug as he leaned back in the white chair. Gods, she really hated him sometimes, why couldn't little Sephy be the one here? O, that's right because he was with the Tanker, in Kalm for something. Damn her and trying to plan some fun for the kid.

"Sammatha there was nothing more you could have done, you said it yourself." She looked up at him again, why did he have to be so freaking inconsiderate? How the hell did he end up getting married before she did anyways? O, that's right cause she chased away the only man she ever though that about.

"You tell that to the President… I'm lucky I have his son still kicking…."Ravin rested her head against her arms again, looking sideways to the small table that sat before the white couch. "I'm going to loose my job now, and probably any hopes of getting one as good as this too. Great, just want I need…."

"…… I am in need of a new assistant…" Her head shot up again to glare at the man next to her. He wasn't looking at her but across to the small mantel she had. The one she placed the few photos she had taken over the years. Never one for pictures she was, the only ones she had were of the important times. There was a picture up there of him when he left their home town to work for Shinra, one someone took of her on her first day on the job. There was a small one somewhere up there of her baby nephew, and she use to have a picture of his mother but…. Well that was an argument she would rather not remember. Only one picture was missing from up there, but that held painful memories, now that most of them were dead anyways. His dark brown eyes were looking at the one of the two of them some many years back when she had broken her hand in a bar fight Miguel had gotten her into.

"Ya right, bro, I listen to you complain about your assistants all the time…."

"That's because they are all idiots who can't do a damn thing right…" He turned his head to look at her. "You're not an idiot, Sammatha-"

"Ravin….."

"Sammatha," he stated sharply, "and I- Sephiroth needs you here not half way across the globe." Ravin grumbling something, and was about to kick him when the phone rang. Ever muscle tightened in her body, his eyes studied her as it kept ringing. She showed no signs of getting up to answer it. Dark brown eyes rolled slightly as he stood up and walked over to the kitchen counter to pick it up.

"Night residence." His voice sounded so damn calm to her, she wanted to scream. Or hide, hiding sounded like a very good option. "I'll tell her…" There was a click as he hung up the phone and walked back over to the couch. Brown eyes looked up slowly from his white lab coat to his face, already knowing what he was going to tell her.

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"Be careful with that you fucking moron!" Ravin yelled at the idiot soldiers that were moving the small cage into the lab. She had to resist the urge to throw her clipboard at the one that dropped the edge on the floor. Last thing she needed was her specimen walking up before they got it into its semi-permanent cell. Her long black hair was pulled back in a French braid and fell down over the too clean for her liking lab coat. Looking back down through her small glasses she finished reading the report someone had handed to her. Why was she reading this again? Growl she quickly signed it and handed it back to the person standing next to her when someone shouted her name. Whirling on her high heels, she turned around to look at the black hair man that had walked into the security closed lab.

"Hojo! About time you got here, I go through all the trouble of bringing this back from the Icicle Inn area and your nowhere to be found…" He looked annoyed by something when he finally came up to her. She turned back around to look at the 'idiots' as they tried to push the half awake creature into its new cage. "Magnificent isn't it? I checked out the two villagers that were attacked by it, both are suffering from a low case of Mako poisoning. I though it would be a lot harder to catch by the way they described it but-"

"Your arm….."

"O yeah…." Ravin scratched her head at the comment he said to her. "Tanker told ya?"

"I didn't send you out there to get yourself in danger, Sammatha…" She waved her hand in the air for a moment.

"It's nothing really, just a scratch. Anyways, that's not the point…" He looked back over at her for a moment before walking closer to the cage now that it was shut tight and locked. Adjusting the glasses on his face he bent down slightly to examine the sleeping specimen.

"It's an overgrown bat…."

"Bite me…." Ravin snapped at his comment about her specimen. "So what? You haven't seen what I found in its nest." She pulled the small bottle of the grayish green liquid she had collected. He looked way from the specimen to take the bottle out of her hand. "You'll never believe what this is…."

"O?" Hojo looked at her questionably.

"It's Mako."

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The room was dark except for the grayish green glow of the refined Mako that filled the circular cell down on the next level. The small light on her desk was forgotten, since the light didn't give off much now. Her hands worked feverishly on the paper before her, eyes locked onto the running computer screen. So focused she was, she didn't hear the door to her lab open and close. It wasn't until he sat the small container on the paper she was working on did she even notice the slightly shorter man, his glasses glowed eerily from the Mako glow. His dark brown eyes looked slightly annoyed at her when she finally acknowledged his presences.

"O, Hojo! I'm sorry…."

"This is the fifth night you've kept yourself up here…."She frowned at him slightly, he looked serious when he said that to her.

"You're just saying that because it's the fifth night you've had to cook dinner…" Leaning back in her chair she stretched a bit, before opening the container to look at the cold soup inside. "Beef soup again? Geez I need to teach you how to make other things…"

"Eat it, Sammatha…." was all he said to her as he turned to walk back out of the lab. Sighing, she scrounged around her desk for a moment looking for the damn spoon she left here. After a eating the cold soup for the fifth night in a row, Ravin stood up to walk down to the cell full of Mako. Slipping off her glasses she pressed herself against the glass to look within. It was hard now to even make out her specimen, but she knew it was there. Rubbing a hand against her tired eyes she stepped away from it, turning her back to it to look up at her desk. Maybe she should call it a night and go back to the apartment she shared now with her nephew and brother. Sleeping in her own bed and not on her desk sounded very good. Nothing had changed in the last seven hours; it could wait until the morning. Ravin started to walk to the lab door only to stop half way when she heard a high hissing sound.

"What is-"

BAM.

Darkness, it seemed to like her a lot, it felt comfortable. Had she fallen a sleep again on her desk? Hojo was going to kill her. Wait, did she spill water in her sleep on her desk. No, water didn't smell like things. Brown eyes flickered open slowly to look down at the grayish green Mako as it pooled around her. The explosion came back now, and so did the pain in the back of her head. O gods! How long had she been laying in the Mako. Long enough apparently to be soaked by it. Placing a hand on the throbbing pain on her head, she stood up slowly. Her legs sent jarring messages of pain up her nerves to her brain. Unfocused eyes looked around the dark lab, as she tried to get her balance. After a moment she took her hand off her head to look at it. Blood marred her tarnish skin. Eyes looked about the floor now to see the scattered shards of bullet proof glass. Concussion, that was why her eyes were unfocused, she needed to get to the medical floor before she fell unconscious again. She forced her unsteady legs forward, using the hand that wasn't holding her head in a sad attempt to keep her balance. After that she would have someone come clean this place up, and put her specimen's body in something to keep it from decomposing. Who ever assembled that tank was going to get there ass kicked for ruining her experiment. O wait that was her. Damn it. The pain in her legs was coming unnerving as her hand finally found the wall. Maybe she would just use the phone to call someone down here. That sounded good too.

There was a sudden low growling noise that finally reached her ears. Growling? Was the machinery still on? Great just what she needed, to start a fire on top of exploding the tank full of Mako. Leaning against the wall she turned herself to look at what was left of her specimen cell. Gods, she should have kept walking. Something was standing in the middle of what was left of the circular cell. It stood up on two slender legs, long wings sprouted out of its back. Claws dripped with grayish green Mako, but the creature itself was slightly transparent, not holding much color except for a whitish green. It looked about the same as the 'statue' of what she had left of her assistant that the specimen had bitten. Where was her specimen anyways? That THING was no where near close to the bat that had been in there when she flooded that cell. It opened its mouth, letting out a high screech. Her hands flew up to cover her ears against the sound, her legs gave out and she fell back down onto the Mako covered floor. The sound hurt worse then the pounding already in her head. She could feel her vision about to black out again as she fell into unconsciousness. Or well she must have, for she opened her brown eyes again she was looking up into the transparent face of the creature as it loomed above her. It bared four long canine teeth, Mako dripped down from them before it closed its mouth. Its long slender claw like hands took hold of her arms, pulling her up again to her feet. She could feel the sharp claws dig through her jacket into her skin. Fear jarred though her as it opened its mouth again, the fear left her body though a high pitched scream as its fangs sunk down into the skin of her bared neck.

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Why did she always walk up with a headache? Or better yet, why was her body always sore for that matter? Probably because she was sleeping at her desk, yeah that was it. She must not have slept to well because of that dream. It was a very bad dream, she shouldn't sleep in her lab anymore. Though why was she sleeping on her back? Did she finally sub come to some weird level of sleeping on the hard floor in her lab? Must have because the ground really did fell hard and cold against her bare skin. Wait a minute! Why couldn't she move her arms, or her legs? Fear settled in when she realized her whole body ached. O gods, it wasn't a dream was it? She groaned as she forced her eyes to open. They opened to darkness or well some sort of darkness. Every now and then she could see something above her, white whatever it was.

"Sammatha?" Someone called somewhere to her right, even though she couldn't turned her head to see who it was. The voice sounded familiar, but her racing mind couldn't place it. She could see the white thing above her again, she heard something move towards her. Odd thing was, it was like she could SEE the sound waves every time it took a step, and everything one of those WAVES hit the thing above she could make out that it was a light. And the light was really starting to hurt her eyes. She closed them again as the thing moved closer. "Sammatha…."

"Brother?" Now that she could finally ease her racing mind she placed the voice. Something touched her forehead, a hand. Boy that sure did not feel reassuring. She cracked her eyes open again but she couldn't see anything. "Hojo…what's wrong with me?" She could see him now leaning slightly over her, but once the sound of her weak voice left she was in darkness again.

"I'm going to try and undo this, Sammatha. I swear, I'm going to help you….."

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"After that, Hojo moved me to the facility; to keep Shinra from finding out, he had records made about a false death and even held a funereal too except the casket was empty. According to accident report, there wasn't anything left of my body. I didn't remember much until I woke up again when the Shinra troop soldiers came through the Facility three years ago…. I woke up to a research lab, pods lining the floor level below the one I occupied…. The soldiers were cleaning them out, something about 'Not needing another Sephiroth…. And President Rufus wanting to clean it up now.' I…….." Ravin shuttered slightly as she looked down to the couch she was sitting on no longer able to look at the table. "I don't remember what happened, the next thing I remember was looking into the two remaining pods they hadn't emptied," she looked up at the two men that stood in the room. Cid was pacing back and forth mumbling something about scientists. Her golden brown eyes moved for a moment to the man surrounded by the red cloak who leaned against the dying fire place, his hand resting on his gun. It had taken a good convincing from the blond pilot to get it put away. Her eyes looked to the brunette sitting in the smaller chair next to her. Sighing inwardly she looked down at her human hands, she had forced the change sometime ago. "I found Eira in one of them, in the other was an injured man, who I found out later to go by the name of Zack…. He informed me sometime after his Mako poisoning recovery that he worked for Shinra as an elite SOLDIER…… He also filled me in on….some things I didn't know my brother had done in the years I slept….."

"And so for three fuckin' years you've been hiding out here?" Cid asked sharply as he continued to pace about. His blue eyes looked over cautiously to the man in red before he looked back at the dark haired woman on the leather couch. She rubbed her hands together slightly, unable to look either of them in the eye since she started talking. Eira sat in the single chair to the right of Dr. Sammatha, looking completely blank and unreadable like Vincent was sometimes.

"I made a short visit, a month later to Midgar, in hopes of finding my brother but I got there just after the attack of one of the WEAPONs. There wasn't much to go on, but I did catch by listening what had been happening. I returned here to take care of Eira and Zack seeming it was pointless to find Hojo who I had been in formed by a Shinra troop soldier that he had been killed by the terrorist group, AVALANCHE. At that time, I thought it would be better to hide from Shinra then make myself noticed." She shook her head slightly.

"You expect us to believe now, Dr. Sammatha." Golden brown eyes look sharply hurt into crimson ones as Valentine spoke harshly to her. Eira eyes studied the woman who looked about ready to loose her composer again.

"I lied to protect her…. And him." She snapped. "Do you think I'm blind, stupid? You came here to clean up anything Hojo left behind, anything that could become another 'Sephiroth'. You're looking at what he left behind, Valentine!" Her hand snapped sharply in the brunette's direction. "Twenty-five percent of her genetic code contains some part of Jenova in it!" Blue eyes narrowed in confusion.

"What the hell does that have to do with anything?" Her voice came out sharper then she has wanted it to, and now all three sets of eyes were locked on her. Nearly everything that Night had been saying made no sense to her, and hearing those same three names over and over again without knowing who and what they were had been grading on her nerves for a long time. Not to mention the tension between Night and Valentine could be cut with a knife. "I don't know what the fuck is going on, and don't even get started!" she pointed a finger at Night when she saw the golden brown eyes narrow. "He's been cussing like a sailor on whisky since he got here, and you haven't said a single word to him. ANYWAYS," as she stood to look at the two men, Cid had stopped pacing, "Why the hell are you guys acting so fucking hostile? Night has been nothing but kind and patient to both of you since you set foot in this house. She hasn't bitten you, she hasn't killed anyone, and yet here you are acting as if she's planning on killing off the entire village." Icy blue eyes shifted from crimson to irritate to blue and back.

"Eira, sit down, this has-"

"It has everything to do with me!" Eira snapped, cutting off the young doctor before turning her attention back to the two men. "I don't know what you two are accusing her of doing, but for the past three years she's done nothing but slave away at taking care of the man up in the facility, and teaching me how to be a 'normal' functioning member of society on top of taking care of the medical needs of this village. Here the two of you are acting like she is going to destroy the world! What exactly has she done besides being related to whomever this 'Hojo' person? Breathe?!" There was a long silence after that, the two men stood there looking at the young woman as she panted slightly after yelling at them. Crimson eyes still burned in the direction of the dark haired woman. Cid paced a few more steps towards the hall before throwing his hands in the air breaking the silence.

"Gawd damn it, it's to fuckin' early in the gawd damn morning for this bullshit! I'm goin' back to bed, we can deal with this problem in the fuckin' mornin' when the tempers have cool off!" He stomped down the hall towards the bedroom at the far end of the room. Vincent didn't move to join him, the dark haired man stood still were he was, crimson eyes burning into remorseful golden brown ones. "Vincent! Stop with the fuckin' brooding and get ya demon ass in bed!" The red cloak fluttered about him as he walked down the hall, for some reason Eira knew the man would not sleep a wink tonight. Sighing, she turned to the woman who was now curled up on the couch. Her knees were up against her chest; arms wrapped around them, and head resting on her knees staring at nothing. Some of the irritation died, as she walked up to the dark haired woman.

"You need to eat something, or else they will have a reason to be hostile…"Silence was her answer as she knelt down in front of her, blue eyes looking into golden brown ones. For a moment she could see the need in those eyes to hide from the world, to curl up and be forgotten. For a moment she could see terror in those golden brown eyes, see sorrow for past mistakes, anger for failing in something so taboo to speak of it was ripping the pour soul within those eyes. But only for a moment, Night uncurled her legs and stood up again to walk past her to the door.

"I need to get back to Zack, Valentine….. left the both of us in a start that I left the poor man to worry up there…" A small smirk played across the brunette's face that didn't reach the blue eyes, fleeing as soon as it had come.

"Do you need me to come with you? Seeing as I'm not planning on doing anything but stare at the ceiling until a more reasonable hour…." Night opened the door to the outside then stopped to look at her.

"…..No stay here… If we both go then they will assume something is up….." She started out the door then. "I'll……be back." The door shut behind her, leaving the young brunette alone again with the two men down the hall.

"Right…" The sigh escaped her lips as she glanced around, blue eyes spotting the weapons on the mantle. Dark eyebrows rose as she made her way to the smaller of the two guns. If Valentine could sleep with his gun, then she could sleep with hers. Lifting the gun out of its box, a small smile tugged at her lips. The weight of the small handgun calmed her little as she walked back towards her room, casting a glance at the closed door at the end of the hallway. At least now she could protect herself in the need arose…

Even if she was no match for the gunman.


SD: Yeah, we're getting somewhere!

GA1: glares Um, you do realize we wrote this some….six months ago right?

SD: O right… well… yeah….. O.o Well It's been sitting on-

GA1: Your laptop?

SD: n.n; Shut up

12/3/07