A/N: I'm just going to pretend that you all reviewed as I continue this utterly pointless fan fic. I'm short on ideas, so this chapter is short. Get it? Well, you should... 'cause I barely do. And if I understand, you should understand... right?... I hope... wait a second, what? Efa. Just read this short chapter and review, we'll call it even then... alright?
Sors immanis, et inanis
Sors immanis, et inanis
Estuans interius ira vehementi
Estuans interius ira vehementi
)()(
As Sephiroth continued to pace, sunlight drifted into his room. Currently, he planned to have Zack distract Hojo and the other scientists while he snuck in and took the Masamune.
(In crap, sketch-like, mode)
Zack lays on a table with the scientific staff of ShinRa poking and prodding him. Sephiroth sneaks past on tiptoes(in plain sight, I might add) with an evil smirk on his face. He picks the lock on a cabinet and pulls out his wonderful 7' long sword, then tiptoes back out. When safely back in his bedroom, Sephiroth hugs the Masamune and little hearts appear around his head.
(Back in reality)
It had been about six hours and that was the best Sephiroth could come up with. He frowned. I am the goddamned general of the ShinRa army! He thought. I can come up with something better than that... he stopped in mid-step. What if that is the best I can do?! He ran a hand through his long flowing silver hair. Nothing new, execpt for the plan that would surely fail. Plus, like Zack would act as the decoy... and how would he sneak past unnoticed?
Sighing, he smacked his head. Things were not going as planned. He usually had the day off after going to Hojo's lab. But, that gave him one week to create a devious plan to steal back the Masamune... maybe he should ask for help. NO! He thought. I will not resort to asking for the service of an ally! When you start yelling at yourself mentally and try and be quiet as you forcefully smack you head with a balled up fist, you know you're insane. Sephiroth then proceeded to continue pacing back and forth(no... he doesn't get back under his eyes, 'cause he's perfect, well... close enough).
(Meanwhile, in the living room... are we going to go back and forth again?)
Zack could hear feet softly crunching against the carpet. Pulling open his eyes, he looked over to Alex, who had once again managed to sleep on his shoulder. He sighed and listened for the scrape of the leather... there it was. Proof that Sephiroth was home... and pacing. Zack was about to let himself fall back asleep when a thought hit him. PACING?! He thought, eyes wide. What's wrong then?! He got up so quickly that his girlfriend fell wit ha slight plop onto the rest of the leather, not even noticing his retreat.
Feeling that something was amiss, Zack headed for Sephiroth's room...
(Back in the angered general's quarters...)
Sephiroth continued to pace from side to side of the room. Stopping occasionally when a random idea popped into his brain. I could by McDonald's for Hojo, then he would conduct experiments on it. Trying to figure out what a Big Mac is as I make for the Masamune... but wouldn't he just take it again... he continued to pace when there was a small knock on the door. But, being in the state of determined-ness that Sephiroth was, he didn't hear it. He probably couldn't hear anything outside his own mind at the moment.
"Sephiroth?" Zack's uncharacteristically quiet voice came. "Can I come in?" he asked sweetly. Sephiroth continued to pace, he didn't even hear his friend. "Fine, I'll just come in." the doorknob turned and the door opened. Zack's eyes widen as he saw the general pace back and forth. He lifted an eyebrow at the scene. "Sephiroth... are you okay?" he asked, concern creeping into his voice. Sephiroth looked over to his friend, then went back to pacing.
Okkkaaayy... he thought. Not as easy as I originally thought. An idea flitted through his puny mind(which is bigger than Cloud's) "Where's the Masamune, Sephiroth?" it was rather strange to see Sephiroth without his beloved sword. Sephiroth stopped in his tracks and looked over to Zack.
"What would you think about becoming one of Hojo's test subjects?" Zack fell over, but quickly recovered.
"What the hell do you think!? I don't want to be one of Hojo's goddamned experiments!" Alex walked up behind him.
"I should hope not," she said. Patting his shoulder.
"Figures." Sephiroth went back to pacing. Alex's eyes widened.
"Is this Sephiroth?" she asked. Zack nodded. She frowned. "What's wrong with him?" Zack shrugged
"Beats the hell out of me," he said as he put his arms behind his head.
"How about getting him a Slurpee?" Sephiroth asked Zack. Zack tilted his head. Sephiroth shook his head and resumed pacing. Alex exchanged a worried look with Zack.
"Do you have any idea what he's talking about?" he shrugged.
"Somethin' about Hojo. That's about all I know." She frowned.
"Sephiroth, what's wrong?" he looked over to her, then resumed pacing.
"Hey Seph, how long you been doin' that?" Sephiroth kept his eyesight on the floor.
"About a little over six hours." Alex blinked a few times.
"Does he do this often?" Zack shook his head.
"No. He doesn't pace unless something really bad happens..." he trailed off, trying to think of what had happened. He walked back out to the couch, Alex followed him. Just as they both sat down, there was a knock at the door. ZacK sighed. Pulling himself off of the couch, he walked to the front door.
When you enter the front door, there is a solid wall that extends to the doorway to the kitchen on your left, on your right is a half a wall that is about half the length of the opposite one. Continuing on the right side, there about a five foot space, then a leather couch. Then it reaches the wood floor. The living areas have carpet, while the walkways have wood floor, and bathrooms have tile. Each walkway is five feet long. If you head strait, you'll reach about mid-section of the couch and a doorway that leads to the kitchen/dining room. Continuing forward, you'll reach Sephiroth's room right at the end of the front hall, Zack's is to the left, while to the left is a guest room and a bathroom. That's their wonderful layout. Plus, they have a plasma television, just wanted to add that.
Zack opened the door. It was a scientific looking man. Zack frowned st him.
"What do you want?" he asked icily. The man gulped.
"Well... uh..." he began.
"Continue..." Zack made a rolling motion with his hands. A second man behind him talked.
"We were informed that two men flew out of the general's window at about one o' clock this morning." Zack blinked, looked to Sephiroth's open door, looked back to the men, then his girlfriend, back to then men, and then blinked again. He opened his mouth, then closed it. Opened it again, then thought against it. He stepped aside and gestured them in. After the two walked in, he closed the door.
"Why did they fly out of the window?" Zack asked while quirking an eyebrow. The men looked at him.
"We're trying to figure that out," the first one said. "We need to speak with Sephiroth." Zack sighed.
"Who are you?" he finally asked.
"Dr. Fred and Dr. Jole." the second one stated, pointing first to himself and then to the other one.
"Well, that's all fine and dandy." Zack said, tilting his head back. "But why do you need to speak with Sephiroth?"
"To find out why the two men fly out of the window," Dr Jole said, getting irritated.
"I wouldn't talk to him right now." his warning went unnoticed as the two scientists entered Sephiroth's room and closed the door. There was some talking from the two men, then Sephiroth, the two men, silence... then screaming, fading screaming... going down, down, and down. Zack burst open the door, only to find Sephiroth siting on his bed seemingly attacking a picture if Hojo with a small knife. Zack blinked a few times.
"What happened?" he asked. Sephiroth didn't look up as he continued to attack Hojo's face.
"I threw them out the window," he replied calmly. Zack blinked a few more times before he ran over to the window and looked down. He spun back inside.
"Why the hell did you do that?!" he yelled at Sephiroth. Sephiroth just continued to attack Hojo.
"They asked me to do exactly what I did with the two men that 'flew' out of my window and landed on top of two guards." Zack blinked. "So I did, though I'm not sure anyone's down there though." he continued to attack the picture. "What do you think about getting Hojo a milkshake?" Zack was gaping, his eyes wide and shoulders crushed under the weight of an unknown force.
"What is it?" he asked Sephiroth. "Hojo's birthday?!"
"No," he replied. "I'm thinking of a way to distract him..." Sephiroth stopped killing Hojo's head and looked over to a very confused Zack.
"Distract him from what?"
)()(
Sephiroth
Sephiroth
Veni, veni, venias,
Ne me mori facias
Veni, veni, venias,
Ne me mori facias
A/N: Okay. I only make Sephiroth act really stupid when I'm a) bored and b) hyper. Can't tell the difference at this moment though.
Disclaimer: Don't own the ShinRa, Hojo, or Zack. These things belong to Squaresoft... enix... Square-something. McDonald's and Big Mac are McDonald's. Slurpees are from 7-11, and on June eleventh, you can get a free slurpee with your purchase at 7-11. I do own Dr. Fred, Dr. Jole, Alex, and I sort of own the word 'efa.' It means, I don't really care. So does 'shmo,' and 'feh.' Shmo is my favorite word that I created, and 'feh' belongs to Inu Yasha... that's where I got it from at least.