Chapter 1
Disclaimer: I have no money and I don't own any characters except Kayla.
I sat with my back to the steel wall of the elevator. It once held a majestic covering of glass but that hadn't lasted long. It was still there but only a small fraction and it left a wind tunnel that was hell to sit through. My ebony hair was pulled back and forth whenever there was a gap in the glass. I remember the first time in which I rode this elevator to the top floor. I had never been so high up in Midgar before and this was a beautiful view of the least beautiful thing on this forsaken planet. I was only 17 when I was recruited from SOLDIER and made into a Turk. It was Hojo's lab in which I was first taken.
~ 10 years ago ~
The elevator flew up to the 67th floor of that monstrosity of a building. I was standing next to Tseng who had a hand firmly on my shoulder so if I had decided to run I wouldn't have gotten very far. I don't know why he thought I would have run, this is what I had dreamed about sense the time I had became part of SOLDIER. That in itself was enough to impress my friends but I knew that it wasn't enough. ~ Present ~ The ding of the elevator, soft and distant, rang and revived me from my dreary memories. It rang again and I got off and walked through the empty lobby. Its inhabitants were rotting slowly and reeked of death. My highly tuned senses, thanks to Hojo, could almost tell how long the person has been dead. ~ Past ~ I stepped out of the elevator, the ding was strong. I walked into a laboratory, its chemical smell made me want to puke. A small man, about forty, came out and greeted us. His hair was long and black. It looked liked he hadn't washed it in days. He looked me over, his eyes peering at my every feature. I stood well above his head, he was barely up to my chin. "Hello." He said in a monotonous voice, continuing to inspect me. "Thank you for bringing her up to me Tseng, now" he looked at me "Come with me Kayla." The way that he said my name sent a shiver down my spine. I followed him into the lab farther and farther until we reached a small chamber. "Go in and get changed," he said "my assistant will be in for you in five minuets." After I had changed into a small white dress, a young woman about 20 came in and brought me to Hojo's private lab. He smiled one that might scare small children, and told me to lie down on the table. It was metal and very cold. The assistant came over with a small needle and stuck it in my arm. I woke up a few hours later in the room in which I had changed. My clothes were in a neat pile on a table next to the cot in which I lied. I was changing when I noticed some marks around my body. There was one near my eye, one on my stomach and one on my wrist. My eyesight was considerably better as was my hearing and sense of smell. Things were different then they were before. I could see so many new things and everything was different. Hojo must have done some form of enhancement to my senses. Which made sense because I was a sharpshooter and a sniper. A knock on the door interrupted my train of thought and I waited for Hojo to come in. He leaned roughly against the doorframe, making him look even smaller than he already was. He smiled at me and started to inform me of all the changes. "I've increased your eyesight with a special chemical that will let you shoot targets up to 650 yards away. Hence the mark on your face, don't worry they aren't permanent. I've also inserted something called a 'steady wrist' into your well, wrist. It will make sure that when you are shooting that the gun won't budge and give you problems. The incision on your stomach was just a routine procedure in which I made a routine look at your internal organs." I was utterly disgusted with the last comment but I guess if it helped.
Author's Note: I don't know what an average sniper range is so don't get mad if it isn't accurate. I know that its short but I want some more reviews to continue writing. Sorry its so short! ^_^
Disclaimer: I have no money and I don't own any characters except Kayla.
I sat with my back to the steel wall of the elevator. It once held a majestic covering of glass but that hadn't lasted long. It was still there but only a small fraction and it left a wind tunnel that was hell to sit through. My ebony hair was pulled back and forth whenever there was a gap in the glass. I remember the first time in which I rode this elevator to the top floor. I had never been so high up in Midgar before and this was a beautiful view of the least beautiful thing on this forsaken planet. I was only 17 when I was recruited from SOLDIER and made into a Turk. It was Hojo's lab in which I was first taken.
~ 10 years ago ~
The elevator flew up to the 67th floor of that monstrosity of a building. I was standing next to Tseng who had a hand firmly on my shoulder so if I had decided to run I wouldn't have gotten very far. I don't know why he thought I would have run, this is what I had dreamed about sense the time I had became part of SOLDIER. That in itself was enough to impress my friends but I knew that it wasn't enough. ~ Present ~ The ding of the elevator, soft and distant, rang and revived me from my dreary memories. It rang again and I got off and walked through the empty lobby. Its inhabitants were rotting slowly and reeked of death. My highly tuned senses, thanks to Hojo, could almost tell how long the person has been dead. ~ Past ~ I stepped out of the elevator, the ding was strong. I walked into a laboratory, its chemical smell made me want to puke. A small man, about forty, came out and greeted us. His hair was long and black. It looked liked he hadn't washed it in days. He looked me over, his eyes peering at my every feature. I stood well above his head, he was barely up to my chin. "Hello." He said in a monotonous voice, continuing to inspect me. "Thank you for bringing her up to me Tseng, now" he looked at me "Come with me Kayla." The way that he said my name sent a shiver down my spine. I followed him into the lab farther and farther until we reached a small chamber. "Go in and get changed," he said "my assistant will be in for you in five minuets." After I had changed into a small white dress, a young woman about 20 came in and brought me to Hojo's private lab. He smiled one that might scare small children, and told me to lie down on the table. It was metal and very cold. The assistant came over with a small needle and stuck it in my arm. I woke up a few hours later in the room in which I had changed. My clothes were in a neat pile on a table next to the cot in which I lied. I was changing when I noticed some marks around my body. There was one near my eye, one on my stomach and one on my wrist. My eyesight was considerably better as was my hearing and sense of smell. Things were different then they were before. I could see so many new things and everything was different. Hojo must have done some form of enhancement to my senses. Which made sense because I was a sharpshooter and a sniper. A knock on the door interrupted my train of thought and I waited for Hojo to come in. He leaned roughly against the doorframe, making him look even smaller than he already was. He smiled at me and started to inform me of all the changes. "I've increased your eyesight with a special chemical that will let you shoot targets up to 650 yards away. Hence the mark on your face, don't worry they aren't permanent. I've also inserted something called a 'steady wrist' into your well, wrist. It will make sure that when you are shooting that the gun won't budge and give you problems. The incision on your stomach was just a routine procedure in which I made a routine look at your internal organs." I was utterly disgusted with the last comment but I guess if it helped.
Author's Note: I don't know what an average sniper range is so don't get mad if it isn't accurate. I know that its short but I want some more reviews to continue writing. Sorry its so short! ^_^