Final Fantasy
VII:Before and After
"No, No, NO!" said a man with a white lab coat on, his long brown ponytail going down to his waist. "This clone looks nothing like Sephiroth! He's far too short, has blonde hair and he just doesn't look the part!" The failed clone looked out of his cloning tube, into the large laboratory, then to three other clones, which the professor was very pleased with. "Professor Hojo," said an assistant. "Where would you us to store the failed clone?" "Put him on the street." said Hojo. "He'll find a decent home on his own, but that's not my problem." "Yes sir."
The clone's eyes opened, and he expected to find himself in a dumpster by now, but he wasn't even damaged. The cloning team had thrown him out, which he'd never had suspected that he would do that. He got up, and walked in the back door to the cloning lab. The whole room was deserted. Blood was all over the floor in puddles, in a trail. The trail started at a cloning tube. It was labeled in bold letters: J.E.N.O.V.A
It must be another clone, thought the clone. He walked over to a destroyed tank, and saw the label: CLONE 4. It was crossed out though, and it had another name under it: Cloud. "Is this my name? Is this who I am? Just a clone? Something that didn't work and was tossed out into the streets?" Cloud said, his eyes widened. On the floor was a large sword, no more than 7 feet long. Attached to it was a not. It read:
Cloud, you and I are a lot alike, you know. Here is a gift. I ask you to destroy Hojo, and all of his other minions. He has disgraced the name of Sephiroth. He must pay! So, do you trust me? Why should you anyway? After all, the things you hold dear the most, is gone. It's your decision.
Elite SOLDIER member,
Sephiroth
Cloud finished reading the note, and tossed it on the floor. It said the things he held dearest to him were gone. Was he there on the street for that long? Surely not over a week he was unconscious. And who was this Sephiroth? Was he a clone too? It seemed as if the whole world was so new to him. He picked up the large sword, struggling a bit at the weight of the gigantic blade. Sephiroth said to destroy Hojo, Cloud thought. Wasn't he the professor? The one who cloned all of us? "I promise you, he will fall by my sword...
...Sephiroth"