Chapter 9

Tifa was awaked by the sound of guards in the room. They where all staring at her, looking at her thighs, and mumbling amongst themselves. She curled up tighter, hoping the scrutiny would stop. But one of the guards gave a moan, and all the others turned to see why.

"Put that away!" shouted the captain guard, smacking the private with a flat, broad hand.

The private turned away, and pulled up his zipper.

Tifa stirred.

The guards watched intently, and finally she jumped up, throwing her fist against the shield, and staring back at them.

The guards all jumped back a foot, and then looked foolish, and came back to the edge of the shield.

"Cowards!" she whispered at them, eyes narrowing.

"Man she's hot when she's mad! I got a stiffy from just looking at her!" one of the guards commented.

"Leave her alone!" growled Red Xlll, his fangs bared.

"Shut up cat! Don't you talk to us like that!" The guard bent so he could look into Red Xlll's eyes, and spat on his face.

Red Xlll leaped back, hissing in a rage.

"How dare you?" He looked about ready to shred the entire squad into pieces.

"What? Little Pussy don't like gettin' wet? Then shut the fuck up!"

"I'll kill you if it is the last thing I do!" shouted Red Xlll, pacing back and forth, with hatred in his eyes. "You don't scare me Pussy! I could kill all of you faster than you could say the word 'Mercy'! So shut the fuck up if you know what's good for you!"

"We've got to take you for bathroom breaks. So we will be letting one of you at a time out. Cat, use the fucking pan!"

The men hauled a huge cat litter box into the room, and shoved it through the barrier. Red Xlll looked humiliated at the fact that he was being treated like a domestic house cat.

"You. You come with us!" Shouted the captain, pointing to Tifa, and indicating to the guard behind him to open the shield. The men all lowered high-powered assault rifles, incase she tried to attack.

Tifa stepped out of the barrier, and the captain grabbed her hands, and cuffed them. He shoved her forward, and they began the slow march to the bathrooms.

One of the guards reached out and pinched her butt, and she jumped and gave a yelp, turning to deck whoever did it.

She found herself starring down the barrels of six rifles, and turned back around. The guards all laughed with glee at this. She decided that she would get her revenge on them all when this was over.

The guards poked her, and grabbed her, and all she did was ignore it. They were laughing at the idea of a 'gang bang', and Tifa feared for her life. They reached the bathroom door, and they shoved her through.

"You have five minutes Tits. Then we come in and get you. Whether you are on the toilet or not!"

She glared at the captain, as she went into the room.

On the way back was more sexual abuse, not the out right kind, but the subtle kind, that was more painful than the 'real' kind.

When they shoved her into the cell, and had taken Vincent away, she began to cry.

Her eyes filled with tears, and she lost control of herself.

She fell onto Red Xlll, who tried to comfort her, licking her hand gently, and speaking to her in a quite voice.

"What happened?" He asked, nudging her with his head.

"They where grabbing…"A huge sob racked her body, and then she continued speaking, her voice a barley audible whisper, that crackled like a fire.

"They where grabbing my butt! And I couldn't stop them!" She sobbed uncontrollably, and clung to Red Xlll for comfort.

"That is horrible! I am going to rip their throats out!" His growl was so fierce that Tifa moved rapidly from him, and curled up in the corner of the room.

"I'm sorry Tifa, I was out of control, please forgive me for the growl. I don't want to frighten you."

He got up, and moved over to her, and settled down next to her, to protect her from the guards.

They returned minutes after that, and threw Vincent bodily though the shield, his quick reflexes allowed him to avoid a massive face-plant, but he did bruise his elbows badly.

"Why don't you screw the whore? She'd eat you for free!" Spat one of the short men, contempt in his eyes.

"What ever slut made you, must have been pretty… Pretty FUCKED!" The guards all doubled over in gales of laughter, smacking their sides, and laughing till their sides hurt.

"You will pay dearly for this… When I exact revenge on you… You will wish you where in hell!" Vincent matched their contempt, and surveyed the guards with unbridled hatred. Each syllable was filled with a promise of vengeance.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!! YOU HALF BREED, FUCKED UP, UNLOVED, PIECE OF SHIT!"

"DON'T YOU DARE SAY THAT TO ME!" Vincent's blood boiled, and the Demon Chaos was echoing his words in an infernal language.
Vincent's body went ridged, as the Demon over took him. His hands formed monstrous claws, his teeth became fangs, and his eyes became fire. He grew about two feet, and bulked up, densely knotted muscles flooded his thin frame.

The guards watched this with awe, and couldn't take their eyes off of him.

Chaos flew at the shield, slamming it with more force than the previous time.

The shield buckled outwards, and looked as if it would break under the intense rain of blows being administered on it.

One guard took out his gun, and shot a single bullet at Chaos.

The shot hit the Demon in the chest, where its heart would be.

Dark, black ooze flowed from the hole, and the Demon stopped its attack, and looked down at the hole. It reached down, and touched the thick blood that flowed freely from the wound, and fell. Its body hit the ground with a wet thud, falling into the pool that had been forming under it as it stood.

"I told you to shut the fuck up!" The guard put the gun in its holster, not caring that he probably just killed a man.

Hojo stormed into the room, anger etched into his stretched face.

His eyes fell on Vincent, who lay in a pool of blood, not moving.

"WHICH ONE OF YOU LITTLE MEN SHOT HIM!!!!!!!" He turned to the guards, who moved back a few feet, because they feared this man more than the dying Demon in the cell.

All those who where not responsible stepped back again, leaving the culprit to stand alone looking worried.

Hojo smiled.

"This won't hurt a bit" he sneered as he pulled out Peace Maker, shooting the guard in the stomach.

"YOU INSULENT FOOL! YOU HAVE GONE AND KILLED ONE OF THE TEST SUBJECTS!" Hojo's anger quickly subsided, and he ordered the rest of the men to bring the dying guard to the waste room, and leave him there.

"Come back, and get the dead one out of the cell, and clean up the blood! Don't let me catch you near these humans again!"

After the guards where done complying with Hojo's orders, they left, and did not look back.

Hojo turned to them, and smiled.

"So, now we have one less mouth to feed! It means more for you guys!" He left, and came back quickly, carrying a tray with gruel on it. He divided the third bowl in half, and put half in each bowl. He passed them though the shield, and pushed the emptied bowl in too.

"Enjoy your meals. You won't be cramped as much any more!" He smiled one last smile, and then departed.

Tifa and Red Xlll did not eat.

Both felt sick, and they both felt utterly lost. Vincent had died tonight, right here in the cell. It couldn't be real; it had to be a dream. When they woke in the morning, all would be right again.