Chapter Two: Gemini - Birth of a Black Rose
Someone was humming in the darkness. Not a song, not a melody, just toneless, tuneless humming. Hojo's assisstans had gotten used to this, even if it got on their nerves sometimes. But there was nothing they could do against the one that was making that noise, Hojo had explicit forbidden them to interact with this precious speciem. And so they tried to ignore the sound and walked a bit faster when they came along its cell.
The speciem itself was a girl, rather a young woman. She'd been captured as a toddler along with her mother. Later they had fled from Hojo's clutches, the mother had died that day. The girl had managed to hide in the slums of midgar for some time, but finally she'd been recaptured. The tattoo, that Hojo had branded her with, a big black 'C1' on the back of her left hand, had been her downfall. That and the greed of her adoptive mothers neighbour. He'd gotten 250.000 gil for the information.
Aeris had been fourteen. That had been three years ago. Since that deadful day she'd been through hell with no possibility to escape. Bloodsamples had been taken from her, too numerous to count, skin-, hair- and DNAdrafts and later, as she matured, her eggs. Last year Hojo had removed one of her ovaries and had frozen it, along with 25 of her eggs. Then he'd infused he body with Jenova.
She'd nearly died that day. The pain that had coursed through her had been beyond imagination. It had felt like her body was being ripped appart from the inside. Jenova, the crisis from the skies, the Cetra killer, had raged through her veins and only the fact, that her father had been human had saved her from a gruesome death.
A death she would have welcomed, for slowly, but surely Aeris had changed. The planets voice had become muted, until she no longer understood her old friends words, until she'd been left alone in her cold dark prison.
Hojo had been pleased that she'd survived her Jenovainjections and had started infusing her with Mako. The planets stolen liveblood, in combination with Jenova and her Cetra cells had twisted her body in unexpected ways. Her hair had darkened to ravenblack and her skin was bonewhite, yet it were her eyes that gathered the most attention, for her eyes had become a soild glowing green, as if somone had ripped out her original eyes and had replaced them with lifestream. She hated her eyes. To her they were a mockery, a reminder of what she'd lost, the ability to comunicate with her ancestors and the planet.
And still Hojo wasn't finished with her. More tests, more needles and always he, with his questions about the Promised Land. Ha, he had be furious when he learned that she no longer could comunicate with the planet, angry at himself and his curiousity what a sample of Jenova would do to a halfcetra. But he'd gotten over that loss. Aeris was still there and there were so many other things he could try out on her... nobody was missing her, he'd made sure of that.
Elmyra Grainsborough, the adoptive mother of the Cetra had been captured along with Aeris and turned over to him. He'd kept her locked up and just last month he'd planted two inseminated Cetraeggs into her womb. One each for of his most succsessfull speciems. He was rather curious how her eggs would interact with the sperm of the Jenova twins, was already preparing a battery of tests he would do as soon as the children where born and also he would be able to use the children as bargaining chips with the rather rebellious speciems. Since the twins had become generals it had been rather hard to make them behave. He knew the twins, at least he thought he knew the twins and he was quite sure that they would submitt to his tests if only to safe their children some pain.
Aeris didn't know of this, she only knew that she'd been taken from her home by SOLDIERs and turned over to the devil in human guise. She'd been told that the one to give the information to ShinRa have recieved lots of gil. The insinuation made her believe that it had been Elmyra that had sold her out. And Aeris hated her for that. She hated quite a lot of things these days, her mother and father for giving birth to her and then dieing, humans, who had stolen the planet from the Cetra and had killed her people and most of all she hated Hojo, the one that took the planet from her.
But he would pay. They all would pay rather dearly. During the times when Hojo was occupied otherwise, Aeris was making plans. Plans to kill, torture and whipe out all Humans of the planet. They were bearing the first fruits, too. Slowly, cearfully she'd woven her net around Tseng, leader of the Turks. He'd been infused with lesser amounts of Jenova than her, but it was enough for some minor influences. The fact that he was almost in love with her was making it far much easier for her.
When she was finally out of ShinRa's torture chamber, she ordered Tseng to take her to the church one last time.
Aeris walked to the flowerpatch that someone had seemingly watered in her absence and touched the green. The flowers wilted under her touch and became black ashes.
She started to laugh, but ther was no joy in her laughter, only insanity and pain, as she left the church without looking back, ready to become the final weapon for Cetra. The Black Cetra, the poisonous Rose, Venegance of the Ancient.
And she would start her crusade where Jenova was calling for her, in a small mountain town going by the name Nibelheim.
tbc
Someone was humming in the darkness. Not a song, not a melody, just toneless, tuneless humming. Hojo's assisstans had gotten used to this, even if it got on their nerves sometimes. But there was nothing they could do against the one that was making that noise, Hojo had explicit forbidden them to interact with this precious speciem. And so they tried to ignore the sound and walked a bit faster when they came along its cell.
The speciem itself was a girl, rather a young woman. She'd been captured as a toddler along with her mother. Later they had fled from Hojo's clutches, the mother had died that day. The girl had managed to hide in the slums of midgar for some time, but finally she'd been recaptured. The tattoo, that Hojo had branded her with, a big black 'C1' on the back of her left hand, had been her downfall. That and the greed of her adoptive mothers neighbour. He'd gotten 250.000 gil for the information.
Aeris had been fourteen. That had been three years ago. Since that deadful day she'd been through hell with no possibility to escape. Bloodsamples had been taken from her, too numerous to count, skin-, hair- and DNAdrafts and later, as she matured, her eggs. Last year Hojo had removed one of her ovaries and had frozen it, along with 25 of her eggs. Then he'd infused he body with Jenova.
She'd nearly died that day. The pain that had coursed through her had been beyond imagination. It had felt like her body was being ripped appart from the inside. Jenova, the crisis from the skies, the Cetra killer, had raged through her veins and only the fact, that her father had been human had saved her from a gruesome death.
A death she would have welcomed, for slowly, but surely Aeris had changed. The planets voice had become muted, until she no longer understood her old friends words, until she'd been left alone in her cold dark prison.
Hojo had been pleased that she'd survived her Jenovainjections and had started infusing her with Mako. The planets stolen liveblood, in combination with Jenova and her Cetra cells had twisted her body in unexpected ways. Her hair had darkened to ravenblack and her skin was bonewhite, yet it were her eyes that gathered the most attention, for her eyes had become a soild glowing green, as if somone had ripped out her original eyes and had replaced them with lifestream. She hated her eyes. To her they were a mockery, a reminder of what she'd lost, the ability to comunicate with her ancestors and the planet.
And still Hojo wasn't finished with her. More tests, more needles and always he, with his questions about the Promised Land. Ha, he had be furious when he learned that she no longer could comunicate with the planet, angry at himself and his curiousity what a sample of Jenova would do to a halfcetra. But he'd gotten over that loss. Aeris was still there and there were so many other things he could try out on her... nobody was missing her, he'd made sure of that.
Elmyra Grainsborough, the adoptive mother of the Cetra had been captured along with Aeris and turned over to him. He'd kept her locked up and just last month he'd planted two inseminated Cetraeggs into her womb. One each for of his most succsessfull speciems. He was rather curious how her eggs would interact with the sperm of the Jenova twins, was already preparing a battery of tests he would do as soon as the children where born and also he would be able to use the children as bargaining chips with the rather rebellious speciems. Since the twins had become generals it had been rather hard to make them behave. He knew the twins, at least he thought he knew the twins and he was quite sure that they would submitt to his tests if only to safe their children some pain.
Aeris didn't know of this, she only knew that she'd been taken from her home by SOLDIERs and turned over to the devil in human guise. She'd been told that the one to give the information to ShinRa have recieved lots of gil. The insinuation made her believe that it had been Elmyra that had sold her out. And Aeris hated her for that. She hated quite a lot of things these days, her mother and father for giving birth to her and then dieing, humans, who had stolen the planet from the Cetra and had killed her people and most of all she hated Hojo, the one that took the planet from her.
But he would pay. They all would pay rather dearly. During the times when Hojo was occupied otherwise, Aeris was making plans. Plans to kill, torture and whipe out all Humans of the planet. They were bearing the first fruits, too. Slowly, cearfully she'd woven her net around Tseng, leader of the Turks. He'd been infused with lesser amounts of Jenova than her, but it was enough for some minor influences. The fact that he was almost in love with her was making it far much easier for her.
When she was finally out of ShinRa's torture chamber, she ordered Tseng to take her to the church one last time.
Aeris walked to the flowerpatch that someone had seemingly watered in her absence and touched the green. The flowers wilted under her touch and became black ashes.
She started to laugh, but ther was no joy in her laughter, only insanity and pain, as she left the church without looking back, ready to become the final weapon for Cetra. The Black Cetra, the poisonous Rose, Venegance of the Ancient.
And she would start her crusade where Jenova was calling for her, in a small mountain town going by the name Nibelheim.
tbc
