Chapter 8: Reeve's Demise
"What do you think is wrong with him?" Cloud asked Vincent.
"I'm not sure, it appears that Reeve hasn't got back to the controls yet."
"It's been three days." Red pointed out.
"Something's wrong." Tifa said.
"But why? What would cause Reeve to just get up and leave?" Cloud wondered.
"Perhaps someone knew what was happening."
"You mean Sephiroth."
"Perhaps."
Tyler sat just outside the room. No one inside knew he was there but he heard every word they said. Sephiroth never went to get Reeve. He thought, confusion on his face, But who then?
"We gotta find Sephiroth even faster now." Cloud said to the group. "Reeve's life may depend on it." Just then Tyler decided to make his entrance. Cloud quickly drew the Buster sword and the rest of the party got ready for a fight.
Tyler looked at the party with a smug look on his face. "I have no death wish. I'm not here to fight you ALL. I'm here on a spying mission, but I couldn't help hearing that you are blaming Sephiroth on your friend's disappearence. Just fyi it wasn't Seph, and it wasn't me."
So he's calling him by Seph now. Cloud thought. He lowered his Buster Sword, but kept it ready. "Why then not just sit back and watch us struggle with what we don't know."
"Because then your search for us will have doubled in effort, and I can't have you finding us just yet. You see Sephiroth is training me at an amazing rate. And the longer it takes you to find us, the more powerful I will be." Tyler's story made complete sense to the crew.
Vincent stood in the corner, thoughts racing through his mind. Kill him now... He thought, This man has no right in the world to live. He is merely a clone of an experiment. Which closely relates to you, Vincent. His thoughts argued with each other.
Cid took out a pack of cigeretts and tried to light one with his lighter. "Goddamn..." He broke the silence as the lighter stubbornly refused to light.
Yuffie sat in the bed, her bouncing had stopped and she starred at Tyler, this being her first time seeing him. "Gawd...He looks just like Sephiroth." The now 17 year old girl said.
"Of course I look like Sephiroth. In a sense I AM Sephiroth." He chuckled at the thought. "But I will strive forever to become as great as Sephiroth."
"You're nothin' but a huge pile of $hit t'me." Barret yelled at the Sephiroth look-a-like.
With that Tyler moved in one swift movement. He cut off Cid's cigar, grabbed it before it fell and through it in Barret's face.
"Let's see a huge pile of $hit do that." Tyler turned and laughed on his way out.
"Goddamnit that guy!" Barret yelled.
"Calm down Barret." Vincent spoke from his corner with his quiet, spooky voice.
"Cloud, shouldn't we follow him?" Tifa wondered.
"He's already gone." Cloud said, disappointement filling his voice.
"Well if it isn't Sephiroth who the hell is it?" Yuffie exclaimed reffering to Tyler's earlier statement.
Cloud looked back at her, then at the stuffed mog in the corner. "I don't know. But whoever it is just gave us one more thing to worry about."
Red seemed to drift into a sleep like state, deep in thought. "There are few people who would go after Reeve at this point. Most of them are dead. However, one that seems most likely to go after him, besides Sephiroth is Hojo."
"Hojo? But I thought-"
"He is the only logical choice at this point in time."
"I suppose, but how-" Yuffie was interupted again.
"Who give a flying F$%@ how, the fact is he's alive and out to git us." Barret yelled at the girl, letting his temper get the best of him again.
"Barret." Cloud warned.
"I'm sorry, its just that that girl bugs the hell outta me."
Yuffie stuck her tounge out at Barret, causing him to shake his gun arm at her.
"What about the Turks?" Tifa wondered.
"They have nothing to do with Shinra anymore. They went with Rufus to create their own city. I believe they named it Turkville." Red explained.
"Turkville?" Cloud questioned the name aloud. "Some how that wouldn't surprise me."
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"Do not worry my dear friend. Your body will be donated to science. Or to me, I've been needing a new body." Hojo laughed at his own words, the evil cackle filling the underground lag. "I'm being serious you know. I think I will use your body."
Reeve lay completely still, not just because he was shackled to the bed, but because he was petrified stiff.
"Damn you." His muttered curse came out of raspy breaths from the heavy air of the lab.
"I have been damned many times over. I have already sold my soul to untold numbers to get what I want. Damning me will do nothing." Reeve spat at the scientist.
"Your body will serve me well, perhaps I will even be able to trick your friends..." He mused, his voice growing softer. "Let me just put his right here." He said, inserting a needle into Reeve's arm. "Your brain will stop working in exactly five minutes." He laughed. "I love to see a patient struggle..."
(Short I know, but I needed a break after the last chapter. *rubs his eyes* I need sleep too ya know...oh yea...R&R)
"What do you think is wrong with him?" Cloud asked Vincent.
"I'm not sure, it appears that Reeve hasn't got back to the controls yet."
"It's been three days." Red pointed out.
"Something's wrong." Tifa said.
"But why? What would cause Reeve to just get up and leave?" Cloud wondered.
"Perhaps someone knew what was happening."
"You mean Sephiroth."
"Perhaps."
Tyler sat just outside the room. No one inside knew he was there but he heard every word they said. Sephiroth never went to get Reeve. He thought, confusion on his face, But who then?
"We gotta find Sephiroth even faster now." Cloud said to the group. "Reeve's life may depend on it." Just then Tyler decided to make his entrance. Cloud quickly drew the Buster sword and the rest of the party got ready for a fight.
Tyler looked at the party with a smug look on his face. "I have no death wish. I'm not here to fight you ALL. I'm here on a spying mission, but I couldn't help hearing that you are blaming Sephiroth on your friend's disappearence. Just fyi it wasn't Seph, and it wasn't me."
So he's calling him by Seph now. Cloud thought. He lowered his Buster Sword, but kept it ready. "Why then not just sit back and watch us struggle with what we don't know."
"Because then your search for us will have doubled in effort, and I can't have you finding us just yet. You see Sephiroth is training me at an amazing rate. And the longer it takes you to find us, the more powerful I will be." Tyler's story made complete sense to the crew.
Vincent stood in the corner, thoughts racing through his mind. Kill him now... He thought, This man has no right in the world to live. He is merely a clone of an experiment. Which closely relates to you, Vincent. His thoughts argued with each other.
Cid took out a pack of cigeretts and tried to light one with his lighter. "Goddamn..." He broke the silence as the lighter stubbornly refused to light.
Yuffie sat in the bed, her bouncing had stopped and she starred at Tyler, this being her first time seeing him. "Gawd...He looks just like Sephiroth." The now 17 year old girl said.
"Of course I look like Sephiroth. In a sense I AM Sephiroth." He chuckled at the thought. "But I will strive forever to become as great as Sephiroth."
"You're nothin' but a huge pile of $hit t'me." Barret yelled at the Sephiroth look-a-like.
With that Tyler moved in one swift movement. He cut off Cid's cigar, grabbed it before it fell and through it in Barret's face.
"Let's see a huge pile of $hit do that." Tyler turned and laughed on his way out.
"Goddamnit that guy!" Barret yelled.
"Calm down Barret." Vincent spoke from his corner with his quiet, spooky voice.
"Cloud, shouldn't we follow him?" Tifa wondered.
"He's already gone." Cloud said, disappointement filling his voice.
"Well if it isn't Sephiroth who the hell is it?" Yuffie exclaimed reffering to Tyler's earlier statement.
Cloud looked back at her, then at the stuffed mog in the corner. "I don't know. But whoever it is just gave us one more thing to worry about."
Red seemed to drift into a sleep like state, deep in thought. "There are few people who would go after Reeve at this point. Most of them are dead. However, one that seems most likely to go after him, besides Sephiroth is Hojo."
"Hojo? But I thought-"
"He is the only logical choice at this point in time."
"I suppose, but how-" Yuffie was interupted again.
"Who give a flying F$%@ how, the fact is he's alive and out to git us." Barret yelled at the girl, letting his temper get the best of him again.
"Barret." Cloud warned.
"I'm sorry, its just that that girl bugs the hell outta me."
Yuffie stuck her tounge out at Barret, causing him to shake his gun arm at her.
"What about the Turks?" Tifa wondered.
"They have nothing to do with Shinra anymore. They went with Rufus to create their own city. I believe they named it Turkville." Red explained.
"Turkville?" Cloud questioned the name aloud. "Some how that wouldn't surprise me."
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"Do not worry my dear friend. Your body will be donated to science. Or to me, I've been needing a new body." Hojo laughed at his own words, the evil cackle filling the underground lag. "I'm being serious you know. I think I will use your body."
Reeve lay completely still, not just because he was shackled to the bed, but because he was petrified stiff.
"Damn you." His muttered curse came out of raspy breaths from the heavy air of the lab.
"I have been damned many times over. I have already sold my soul to untold numbers to get what I want. Damning me will do nothing." Reeve spat at the scientist.
"Your body will serve me well, perhaps I will even be able to trick your friends..." He mused, his voice growing softer. "Let me just put his right here." He said, inserting a needle into Reeve's arm. "Your brain will stop working in exactly five minutes." He laughed. "I love to see a patient struggle..."
(Short I know, but I needed a break after the last chapter. *rubs his eyes* I need sleep too ya know...oh yea...R&R)