Disclaimer: Okay, Final Fantasy and the characters portrayed within are not
my creation. They belong to the wonderfully talented people at Squaresoft
and all those Japanese people who started this whole mess.
Author's Note: Hopefully, this chapter will tie up the whole Lucrecia storyline. I have no idea what's going to happen. I am just as clueless as you are. Next chapter will be just what's happening with Aeris, Elmyra, and school. Chapter after that is looking like Jenova. And after that, I'm thinking one more Sephiroth/Hojo before I introduce the new character! Can you wait that long? That's what, half a week? A little more? Keep the guesses coming, and start thinking about what type of fanfiction you want. It has to be something I know, and of course, FF7 would be your best bet. Okay, on to the story!!
Chapter 10:
Bad Idea
It was late. That much was probably the only thing she knew for certain. It was too dark to see by, but then she knew that nothing here would hurt her. She was, after all, Hojo's wife. That meant certain things to people who might harm her- specifically, their lives.
Lucrecia walked right up to the door and let herself in. The guard knew her, and let her pass. If he didn't, it might be trouble later on. And no one wanted to be Hojo's bad side. Ever.
All the way to the back of the room, in the elevator, up to the top floor, and down the hall to the left. Hojo's office. She knocked on the door and heard a grunt, which was his way of saying 'Yes, please, do come in.'
She opened the door and walked up to his desk. She stood there until his beady eyes fixed on her face. Even when recognition dawned in his eyes, the annoyance was still there. Annoyance was always present on his face.
"Yes, Lucrecia?"
"Hojo, I want my son." Lucrecia stared at him, willing herself to look more intimidating than she really was. "You've done everything you wanted to, now let me have him back."
Hojo snorted. "My dear, I've only just begun! The boy will make a fine specimen, and his potential for greatness increases with every day."
"That has nothing to do with you! It's his own ability that lets him succeed."
"Oh, is it? Well, why then does his body merge so fully with both the Mako and Jenova that was placed within him?" At the look of horror on her face, he chuckled. "Yes, yes, I know what you're thinking. That was the same thing that was done to Vincent, wasn't it?" Lucrecia was silent, and Hojo sneered. "Well, that fool was good-for-nothing. He deserved what he got. His boy couldn't handle the tests. I'm not to blame. But Sephiroth, he is one fine specimen! He may prove yet to be an outstanding example of my scientific expertise!"
Lucrecia wanted to be angry with him, but found herself becoming lost again. She hated being in love with this man, but there it was. She could never be around him for too long before she started acting goofy. It made her feel childish, and she hated herself for it.
"Oh, come now, my dear. Things will turn out all right. Trust me. After all, he's my boy, too."
And with that, Hojo ushered her out the door and left her alone in the hall. She sighed and turned around. That was useless. What else could she do?
She wouldn't be allowed in to see Sephiroth. The security was too tight, and the guards were under orders not to let her in. How did she know this? Because Hojo knew her enough to know that she would try to see him, and he had already sent out his orders via a secure phone line.
Despite her best efforts, she could think of nothing. She would just have to trust him. After all, he was the father of their child, and the man she loved. That counted for something, didn't it?
Lucrecia turned around to leave, not noticing the pair of eyes on her back.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Hojo watched her carefully until she left. Once he was sure she was gone, he closed the curtain and walked back over to his desk. He leaned back in his chair and thought over the new information he had gathered.
Apparently, Sephiroth could survive on his own. His skills in all aspects of testing were maxed out, and his health was perfect. The only thing that worried Hojo was the unknown.
In every experiment he ever did, there was always an unknown. Some factor that you tried to determine by fixing everything else at the same rate. By monitoring the subject's pulse, blood pressure, brain activity, breathing, and heart rate, Hojo should have been able to determine exactly what effect the Jenova and Mako implants were having on the boy's body. But there were no signs that anyone could tell, not even slight ones that the computer alone could pick up. Everything seemed to be a continuous cycle, which meant one of two things. One- the boy was not reacting at all, or two- he was constantly reacting. Hojo preferred to think of it as number two, which was one reason why he believed Sephiroth could go back into his normal life with only minimal visits to the lab.
The other reason was that Jenova had found a way to communicate with the boy, which left the scientists in the dark. Sephiroth wouldn't speak of what they talked about, and there really was no other way of knowing.
Therefore, perhaps if the boy began living a 'normal' life again, he would be more inclined to let the scientists know what was going on inside his head. It certainly couldn't hurt.
But there was more to be done before then. Hojo picked up his phone and dialed his assistant.
"Yes?" The response was prompt, as always,
"I want samples of cells to be taken from the subject, and placed in storage."
"Understood."
The phone cut off, and Hojo smiled. While Sephiroth was away, it might be possible to create a new Sephiroth to experiment on. It wouldn't have the same effect as the old one, but it couldn't hurt to try.
There was, of course, only one Sephiroth. But a clone or two wouldn't be such a bad idea.
Author's Note: Hopefully, this chapter will tie up the whole Lucrecia storyline. I have no idea what's going to happen. I am just as clueless as you are. Next chapter will be just what's happening with Aeris, Elmyra, and school. Chapter after that is looking like Jenova. And after that, I'm thinking one more Sephiroth/Hojo before I introduce the new character! Can you wait that long? That's what, half a week? A little more? Keep the guesses coming, and start thinking about what type of fanfiction you want. It has to be something I know, and of course, FF7 would be your best bet. Okay, on to the story!!
Chapter 10:
Bad Idea
It was late. That much was probably the only thing she knew for certain. It was too dark to see by, but then she knew that nothing here would hurt her. She was, after all, Hojo's wife. That meant certain things to people who might harm her- specifically, their lives.
Lucrecia walked right up to the door and let herself in. The guard knew her, and let her pass. If he didn't, it might be trouble later on. And no one wanted to be Hojo's bad side. Ever.
All the way to the back of the room, in the elevator, up to the top floor, and down the hall to the left. Hojo's office. She knocked on the door and heard a grunt, which was his way of saying 'Yes, please, do come in.'
She opened the door and walked up to his desk. She stood there until his beady eyes fixed on her face. Even when recognition dawned in his eyes, the annoyance was still there. Annoyance was always present on his face.
"Yes, Lucrecia?"
"Hojo, I want my son." Lucrecia stared at him, willing herself to look more intimidating than she really was. "You've done everything you wanted to, now let me have him back."
Hojo snorted. "My dear, I've only just begun! The boy will make a fine specimen, and his potential for greatness increases with every day."
"That has nothing to do with you! It's his own ability that lets him succeed."
"Oh, is it? Well, why then does his body merge so fully with both the Mako and Jenova that was placed within him?" At the look of horror on her face, he chuckled. "Yes, yes, I know what you're thinking. That was the same thing that was done to Vincent, wasn't it?" Lucrecia was silent, and Hojo sneered. "Well, that fool was good-for-nothing. He deserved what he got. His boy couldn't handle the tests. I'm not to blame. But Sephiroth, he is one fine specimen! He may prove yet to be an outstanding example of my scientific expertise!"
Lucrecia wanted to be angry with him, but found herself becoming lost again. She hated being in love with this man, but there it was. She could never be around him for too long before she started acting goofy. It made her feel childish, and she hated herself for it.
"Oh, come now, my dear. Things will turn out all right. Trust me. After all, he's my boy, too."
And with that, Hojo ushered her out the door and left her alone in the hall. She sighed and turned around. That was useless. What else could she do?
She wouldn't be allowed in to see Sephiroth. The security was too tight, and the guards were under orders not to let her in. How did she know this? Because Hojo knew her enough to know that she would try to see him, and he had already sent out his orders via a secure phone line.
Despite her best efforts, she could think of nothing. She would just have to trust him. After all, he was the father of their child, and the man she loved. That counted for something, didn't it?
Lucrecia turned around to leave, not noticing the pair of eyes on her back.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Hojo watched her carefully until she left. Once he was sure she was gone, he closed the curtain and walked back over to his desk. He leaned back in his chair and thought over the new information he had gathered.
Apparently, Sephiroth could survive on his own. His skills in all aspects of testing were maxed out, and his health was perfect. The only thing that worried Hojo was the unknown.
In every experiment he ever did, there was always an unknown. Some factor that you tried to determine by fixing everything else at the same rate. By monitoring the subject's pulse, blood pressure, brain activity, breathing, and heart rate, Hojo should have been able to determine exactly what effect the Jenova and Mako implants were having on the boy's body. But there were no signs that anyone could tell, not even slight ones that the computer alone could pick up. Everything seemed to be a continuous cycle, which meant one of two things. One- the boy was not reacting at all, or two- he was constantly reacting. Hojo preferred to think of it as number two, which was one reason why he believed Sephiroth could go back into his normal life with only minimal visits to the lab.
The other reason was that Jenova had found a way to communicate with the boy, which left the scientists in the dark. Sephiroth wouldn't speak of what they talked about, and there really was no other way of knowing.
Therefore, perhaps if the boy began living a 'normal' life again, he would be more inclined to let the scientists know what was going on inside his head. It certainly couldn't hurt.
But there was more to be done before then. Hojo picked up his phone and dialed his assistant.
"Yes?" The response was prompt, as always,
"I want samples of cells to be taken from the subject, and placed in storage."
"Understood."
The phone cut off, and Hojo smiled. While Sephiroth was away, it might be possible to create a new Sephiroth to experiment on. It wouldn't have the same effect as the old one, but it couldn't hurt to try.
There was, of course, only one Sephiroth. But a clone or two wouldn't be such a bad idea.