Chapter 2
So Alone.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the FF games but Daitona's character does belong to me.
Sephiroth gowned as the effect of the mako that had knocked him out slowly wore off. A door opened near his left then he felt himself being dragged into the dark room, no, his cell, then being thrown to the floor like a rag- doll.
Severely weakened, Sephiroth haled himself into a sitting position. He wasn't so much worried for himself but couldn't help but to wonder what had possessed that girl to do what she did. Surly she knew Hojo wasn't one to be messed with!
We winced visibly; the mako was giving him a headache.
"Hojo." Sephiroth growled into the darkness of the room, his fist clinched. "I'll kill you.you just wait. Your day will come the first time you miss judge me."
He smirked at the thought of the girl getting the best of Hojo. He could hardly hold back a laugh at the memory of the fire in her eyes as she lacerated Hojo's unscathed face. She had defiantly missed her true target but drawing blood was a feat that Sephiroth himself had yet to accomplish.
She'd probably make a good fighter.if Hojo didn't kill her with Mako first.
* * * *
Daitona woke several hours' later on the floor of her room. She was thankful that at least her surroundings were familiar. she wept not caring if her tears tangled her hair. The pain she felt was unbearable, to one who had never know what real pain was. Gast always sheltered her from such things when he could.
Biting her lower lip, she attempted to get to her feet and off the floor. She gasped sharply and collapsed in a heap; she felt like she weighed a ton, if only from sheer weakness. She lay in the dark room staring into nothingness for what could have been possibly hours.
Sometime much later brisk footsteps could be heard out in the hall, but Daitona didn't care. The sound hardly even registered to her anymore. Dazed and weak, even the noise of the door hissing open and the worried words that tumbled from someone's mouth went unheard. She passed out before the person could confer or sooth her pains; the darkness was so much more welcoming.
****
When Pr. Gast was told of Hojo's 'experiment' on Daitona, hours after it had been done. He had had a bad feeling. Putting off what he was working on he quick made his way to her room only to find her trembling figure huddled up on the floor. When he spoke to her she didn't respond in the least. A violent shutter ran through her before loosing consciousness.
Gast quickly feeling for a pulse in her wrist but found none. Gritting his teeth, he felt on her neck and sighed in relief; her pulse was shallow, but it was there. Pulling out a cell phone from his pocket he dialed the number to his lab.
"Hello? Pr. Gast's lab, Rei speaking."
"Rei, Pr. Gast. Prepare a holding cell in the lab, and have my medical equipment prepared to filter mako poisoning from the blood."
"Anything else, sir?"
"Yes, send someone down here with a stretcher and make me an appointment with President Shinra."
"I'll get right to it, sir."
Gast hung up the phone and put it back into his pocket, then preceded to check Daitona's vital signs until the stretcher got there.
* * * *
Gast stood in the president's top floor office looking up slightly to see Shinra. The some-what over weight man, lounged back in a leather chair puffing on an expensive cigar. Flipping ashes into a crystal ashtray, Shinra looked down at the scientist and frowned.
"Yes, what is it now Gast?" he asked irritably.
"It's Hojo, again, sir," Gast replied in bad humor. "He's almost cost the life of one of my specimens. He almost killed her with those mako infusions of his."
"Ooh, you mean 'that girl'. What did you call her? Oh, it doesn't matter. Hojo has informed me that she was wondering around and tried to interfere with one of his experiments. Do you allow her to roam around as she pleases?"
"She has never caused me any trouble. It seems to me that the only time she causes trouble is when Hojo is around. It's her own personal preference so I've never seen the point of locking her up like a prisoner like Hojo does all his 'specimens'."
"Then tell me," Shinra said taking another puff of his cigar, "will the girl live?"
"She will."
"Then what's the problem?" He leaned forward in his chair, interested in how Gast would answer.
Grinding his teeth in frustration he answered, "I want you to order Hojo to stay away from her."
Shinra lifted a slip of paper and quickly read over it. Blowing smoke out over the paper as he looked back up, he studied Gast carefully before speaking. "It would appear the Hojo doesn't find you fit for the girls care and he wants her."
"He has enough to worry about!" Gast spat in utter shock.
"What have you done with her to help the my corporation?"
"She's too young."
"How old?"
"She just turned nine."
"If I'm mistaken, correct me, but isn't Sephiroth ten?"
"Eleven."
"Ok, so he's two years older than the girl, but tell me, why can't she be used and he can?"
"I don't have much choice in the matter now, she'll continue receiving the mako treatments, until she can be stably brought off it. Hojo's caused more damage her than good. If you can remember, event the smallest amount of mako would have killed her father. I wasn't sure if the same would come of her or not. I guess her human side was enough to counter that effect. But if it hadn't."
"She'll live," Shinra interrupted, "and that's all that'll matter in the end. This meeting is over."
"But, sir!" Gast started to protest.
"Get out of here Gast, before I give Hojo what he wants."
With that Gast left without another word. The last thing he wanted was Daitona falling into the wrong hands. He had seen the scratches across Hojo's and knew full well in a matter of only a few years she'd be capable of a whole lot more than mere scratches.
"Well, that certainly went well." Hojo's voice trailed into the office. "But why didn't you just tell him? The specimen can't possibly be made better in his hands."
"Quiet Hojo," Shinra warned gruffly and leaned back in his chair once more. "All will come around in time. I just think if you truly did almost kill the girl, Gast would be the person to bring her around. Till then, keep away from her."
* * * *
Several days later Daitona woke up in glass surroundings. She lay in a fairly comfortable bed, though it was small, and was tightly wrapped in a warm, clean, white blanket. Seconds later her eyes met the gaze of Pr. Gast; he gave he a friendly smile as relief swept over him.
"Hello there," Gast smiled. "You've had me worried these past few days."
Daitona yawned and stretched out he stiff and sore body.
"Feeling better I see?" She nodded in response to his inquire. "Well, that's good. How about getting a bite to eat with me before I take you back to your room? I think I owe you a few answers about what has been going on the past few days. I'm sure you'd like to get out of her and stretch out some more."
She nodded again then slowly sat up and slid her feet to the floor. He muscles and joints aced in response to not having been used in days.
Going to the cafeteria floor, Daitona and Gast ate a good meal before he took her to a new room that was on the complete other side of the building than her other one. Gast explained that she couldn't wonder around on her own any more and that the door would remain locked while she was alone. Daitona didn't question him, but trusted his judgment without inquiry.
From that day on her life would be different in one aspect: everyday she was taken to the lab and given the same injection Hojo had given her, only now by Pr. Gast, and he was much more careful about going about it. He never tried to hurt her, the way Hojo had, but that didn't make the pain any less, only more bearable because someone was always there to comfort her.
Gast had carefully explained t her that if she weren't given the mako injections now she'd become very sick and most likely die. She never argued and always took the treatments without a word.
A/N: Ok, I tried to put more in to this chapter along the line of detail. So, it's not a new chapter only a second draft (hopefully an improved draft). If any one else thinks the chapter needs more work, just tell me where and I'll see what I can do. Oh, and for anyone who was wondering about Daitona's father, he too is an original character so no one besides a friend and myself knows who he is, and he won't be introduced for some time. The same goes for her 'human' mother, but she won't have a part in this story-her name will be mentioned and that's about it
Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the FF games but Daitona's character does belong to me.
Sephiroth gowned as the effect of the mako that had knocked him out slowly wore off. A door opened near his left then he felt himself being dragged into the dark room, no, his cell, then being thrown to the floor like a rag- doll.
Severely weakened, Sephiroth haled himself into a sitting position. He wasn't so much worried for himself but couldn't help but to wonder what had possessed that girl to do what she did. Surly she knew Hojo wasn't one to be messed with!
We winced visibly; the mako was giving him a headache.
"Hojo." Sephiroth growled into the darkness of the room, his fist clinched. "I'll kill you.you just wait. Your day will come the first time you miss judge me."
He smirked at the thought of the girl getting the best of Hojo. He could hardly hold back a laugh at the memory of the fire in her eyes as she lacerated Hojo's unscathed face. She had defiantly missed her true target but drawing blood was a feat that Sephiroth himself had yet to accomplish.
She'd probably make a good fighter.if Hojo didn't kill her with Mako first.
* * * *
Daitona woke several hours' later on the floor of her room. She was thankful that at least her surroundings were familiar. she wept not caring if her tears tangled her hair. The pain she felt was unbearable, to one who had never know what real pain was. Gast always sheltered her from such things when he could.
Biting her lower lip, she attempted to get to her feet and off the floor. She gasped sharply and collapsed in a heap; she felt like she weighed a ton, if only from sheer weakness. She lay in the dark room staring into nothingness for what could have been possibly hours.
Sometime much later brisk footsteps could be heard out in the hall, but Daitona didn't care. The sound hardly even registered to her anymore. Dazed and weak, even the noise of the door hissing open and the worried words that tumbled from someone's mouth went unheard. She passed out before the person could confer or sooth her pains; the darkness was so much more welcoming.
****
When Pr. Gast was told of Hojo's 'experiment' on Daitona, hours after it had been done. He had had a bad feeling. Putting off what he was working on he quick made his way to her room only to find her trembling figure huddled up on the floor. When he spoke to her she didn't respond in the least. A violent shutter ran through her before loosing consciousness.
Gast quickly feeling for a pulse in her wrist but found none. Gritting his teeth, he felt on her neck and sighed in relief; her pulse was shallow, but it was there. Pulling out a cell phone from his pocket he dialed the number to his lab.
"Hello? Pr. Gast's lab, Rei speaking."
"Rei, Pr. Gast. Prepare a holding cell in the lab, and have my medical equipment prepared to filter mako poisoning from the blood."
"Anything else, sir?"
"Yes, send someone down here with a stretcher and make me an appointment with President Shinra."
"I'll get right to it, sir."
Gast hung up the phone and put it back into his pocket, then preceded to check Daitona's vital signs until the stretcher got there.
* * * *
Gast stood in the president's top floor office looking up slightly to see Shinra. The some-what over weight man, lounged back in a leather chair puffing on an expensive cigar. Flipping ashes into a crystal ashtray, Shinra looked down at the scientist and frowned.
"Yes, what is it now Gast?" he asked irritably.
"It's Hojo, again, sir," Gast replied in bad humor. "He's almost cost the life of one of my specimens. He almost killed her with those mako infusions of his."
"Ooh, you mean 'that girl'. What did you call her? Oh, it doesn't matter. Hojo has informed me that she was wondering around and tried to interfere with one of his experiments. Do you allow her to roam around as she pleases?"
"She has never caused me any trouble. It seems to me that the only time she causes trouble is when Hojo is around. It's her own personal preference so I've never seen the point of locking her up like a prisoner like Hojo does all his 'specimens'."
"Then tell me," Shinra said taking another puff of his cigar, "will the girl live?"
"She will."
"Then what's the problem?" He leaned forward in his chair, interested in how Gast would answer.
Grinding his teeth in frustration he answered, "I want you to order Hojo to stay away from her."
Shinra lifted a slip of paper and quickly read over it. Blowing smoke out over the paper as he looked back up, he studied Gast carefully before speaking. "It would appear the Hojo doesn't find you fit for the girls care and he wants her."
"He has enough to worry about!" Gast spat in utter shock.
"What have you done with her to help the my corporation?"
"She's too young."
"How old?"
"She just turned nine."
"If I'm mistaken, correct me, but isn't Sephiroth ten?"
"Eleven."
"Ok, so he's two years older than the girl, but tell me, why can't she be used and he can?"
"I don't have much choice in the matter now, she'll continue receiving the mako treatments, until she can be stably brought off it. Hojo's caused more damage her than good. If you can remember, event the smallest amount of mako would have killed her father. I wasn't sure if the same would come of her or not. I guess her human side was enough to counter that effect. But if it hadn't."
"She'll live," Shinra interrupted, "and that's all that'll matter in the end. This meeting is over."
"But, sir!" Gast started to protest.
"Get out of here Gast, before I give Hojo what he wants."
With that Gast left without another word. The last thing he wanted was Daitona falling into the wrong hands. He had seen the scratches across Hojo's and knew full well in a matter of only a few years she'd be capable of a whole lot more than mere scratches.
"Well, that certainly went well." Hojo's voice trailed into the office. "But why didn't you just tell him? The specimen can't possibly be made better in his hands."
"Quiet Hojo," Shinra warned gruffly and leaned back in his chair once more. "All will come around in time. I just think if you truly did almost kill the girl, Gast would be the person to bring her around. Till then, keep away from her."
* * * *
Several days later Daitona woke up in glass surroundings. She lay in a fairly comfortable bed, though it was small, and was tightly wrapped in a warm, clean, white blanket. Seconds later her eyes met the gaze of Pr. Gast; he gave he a friendly smile as relief swept over him.
"Hello there," Gast smiled. "You've had me worried these past few days."
Daitona yawned and stretched out he stiff and sore body.
"Feeling better I see?" She nodded in response to his inquire. "Well, that's good. How about getting a bite to eat with me before I take you back to your room? I think I owe you a few answers about what has been going on the past few days. I'm sure you'd like to get out of her and stretch out some more."
She nodded again then slowly sat up and slid her feet to the floor. He muscles and joints aced in response to not having been used in days.
Going to the cafeteria floor, Daitona and Gast ate a good meal before he took her to a new room that was on the complete other side of the building than her other one. Gast explained that she couldn't wonder around on her own any more and that the door would remain locked while she was alone. Daitona didn't question him, but trusted his judgment without inquiry.
From that day on her life would be different in one aspect: everyday she was taken to the lab and given the same injection Hojo had given her, only now by Pr. Gast, and he was much more careful about going about it. He never tried to hurt her, the way Hojo had, but that didn't make the pain any less, only more bearable because someone was always there to comfort her.
Gast had carefully explained t her that if she weren't given the mako injections now she'd become very sick and most likely die. She never argued and always took the treatments without a word.
A/N: Ok, I tried to put more in to this chapter along the line of detail. So, it's not a new chapter only a second draft (hopefully an improved draft). If any one else thinks the chapter needs more work, just tell me where and I'll see what I can do. Oh, and for anyone who was wondering about Daitona's father, he too is an original character so no one besides a friend and myself knows who he is, and he won't be introduced for some time. The same goes for her 'human' mother, but she won't have a part in this story-her name will be mentioned and that's about it