"It isn't humane to do experiments like that!" Vincent ran a hand through his silken hair, unnerved by Hojo's calm exterior. "Vincent, you must understand; she and I are both scientists." He smoothed down his white lab coat, unresponsive to the very serious conversation. Vincent clenched his teeth. He didn't care if it was for science or not. Lucrecia was his only true love, and he felt an urge to wring the frail professor's neck for taking her away from him. "But don't you even think about what this is doing to her? She was found face down on the floor just yesterday! Don't you even care?!" Hojo looked up sharply at the last statement, angered by it. "I never said I didn't care. This is for the sake of science! This could be a major break through!" His hands were held outward, motioning wildly, as if that would make Vincent understand. "Does this 'major' breakthrough mean sacrificing the one you supposedly love?" He asked gruffly, holding his own hands out for emphasis. "She's PREGNANT for God's sake! She shouldn't be injected with some toxic chemicals that could damage her or even her unborn child!" Vincent was satisfied that he seemed to be cracking down on Hojo's indifferent exterior. "I see you still care for her, even if she left you, and you care for a child that isn't yours..i see, I see." Hojo laughed, despite his anger by this Turk that stood before him. It was true, even if Lucrecia left him for this mad scientist; he still cared for her, and would do anything to save her. "Hojo, if I have to kill you to make you stop, then that can and will be arranged." Vincent tried to keep his tone steady, but his voice wavered. Hojo smirked. "Is that a threat?" He asked, hand trailing to the lower pocket of his lab coat. Vincent, unaware of Hojo's actions didn't respond by words or actions, but the glare of his red eyes said all that needed to be known. "I'll say it again, Hojo. These experiments aren't fit for monsters, so why test on Lucrecia? You are putting her in potential danger.what if all fails? What then? How will you live with yourself knowing that you intentionally put one that you should love and cherish in the pathway of death? HOW WILL YOU LIVE WITH IT?" He finally had enough. With a shake of his head, Hojo had his handgun out. He fired without hesitation, and Vincent's sharp intake of breath was heard for eternity, and he finally fell, right hand clasped tightly around his left arm. *** Vincent was vaguely aware of bright lights shining in his face and his left arm felt strangely abnormal. His voice sounded distant, and he began to wonder if he was alive. "Easy." Hojo's voice was strangely close and pronounced, but he had not time to think of it since his eyes drooped again and he drifted into sleep again. *** Vincent woke up again, the bright lights were gone, but the room was lit all the same. He felt odd, as if he wasn't himself. He flexed his muscles and was horrified to hear clinks and clanks from his left hand. He hesitated to look down, but did anyway and saw that his arm was completely deformed. His anger flared higher and higher and finally, he felt himself changing.changing into Galian Beast.