Disclaimer: Well I own a copy of Final Fantasy VII, but I don't think it's the same as owning the rights…Square owns Enix's stuff, and I own the rest! Good enough?
Saya's eyes open to the dark room she was left in when she awoke earlier that day, night, whatever; She couldn't tell. Saya tried to sit up and cringed at the effort. The new wounds that she had received days earlier were still hurting. Saya's arm jerked and she ripped open a recent bullet hole. "Shit…" Saya cursed herself, "I must have moved too much for my body to have appreciated when it was numb." Saya laid back and pressed her hand over her bleeding shoulder. "I want out of here. I don't belong in Midgar anymore. I need to find him."
"Find who?" Saya jumped and threw a pen at the semi-open door. Saya looked to see a pale faced Tifa, looking at the pen in the door frame centimeters from her head. "Umm…sorry, didn't mean to bother you." Tifa said trying in vain to hide the fear in her face.
"No, I'm sorry! I'm not used to people smiling at me, let alone talking to me. Normally they just cringe looking at me." Saya looked at the ceiling. She closed her eyes and made a heavy sigh. Tifa pulled the pen out of the wall and walk over to Saya.
"Do you want to sit up?" Tifa asked with a smile putting her hand out for Saya to take. Saya looked at her, 'Her smile is way too cheery. Creeps me out…' Saya brought her hand up and grabbed Tifa outstretched hand. She cringed as Tifa pulled her up slowly, Tifa helped her lean against the headboard. "Is it ok if I check your wounds?" Tifa asked.
Saya snarled, "No! Don't you fucking try and touch me!" Tifa backed off and looked into Saya's eyes; they were blood red, and glowing. She bared her teeth and had a low growl emitting from her throat. Saya blinked, her eyes turning to the dull red color. She turned away from Tifa, "Sorry…"
Tifa breathed a sigh of relief. "You don't need to be sorry over anything. You look as if you had a hard life. No normal 15 year old female would have a 6-pack that a guy would normally try to have, or biceps that hard." Tifa looked into the corner at the bag that carried her stuff, "Or a sword that constantly trains you for that matter."
"Well, that's the nice way to put it…" Saya emphasized.
She felt Tifa's hand move to her arm. Saya's body involuntarily stiffened. "Can I look at the wounds?" Tifa asked carefully, not to upset her again. Saya nodded and tried to relax, and that wasn't going over too well. Tifa began working on the bandages. "You know, when I found you near Sector 6 and brought you back to this place, I didn't know you were bleeding. I just brought you here and put you into my room, didn't even think if you had wounds or not. And then I looked at my hands and they were all bloody, You must think I'm thick-headed, huh?" She looked up at Saya.
Saya's eyes were partly glazed over; she shook her head. "No one has ever done anything like this for me, well…" She looked away and closed her eyes, "except for Shayla. She was the only one who ever helped me…ever."
"Shayla? Who's Shayla?" Tifa asked quizingly.
Saya looked down to the floor and ran her hand through her messy, blood-clotted silver and black hair, trying in vain to get the tangles out. She let out a deep and heavy sigh, turned her head up to Tifa and closed her eyes. "Shayla…was the person who helped me for the past 9 years of my life. She saved me when my father left me 9 years ago. Since then, we have been like sisters. She was one hell ova fighter though. If females were allowed to be in SOLDIER, I swear she would be a general in a matter of months. I have never seen someone move as fast as her, a side from me, but come on, I can not watch my self move so she was the fastest in my eyes." Saya had a grim and sad smile on her face. She looked up to the ceiling and then down to the ground. Tifa noticed her eyes were a lighter shade of red, not close to pink but not exactly like red. she couldn't tell for sure. "Gods I miss her, she was the only person to look at me like a sane person in there. But now she's dead and I'm stuck here in lower Midgar. Which Sector did you say?"
"Seven. We're in Sector Seven." Saya didn't notice that Tifa had taken a seat on the floor. "By the way, where did you come from? You seem awfully worried for someone you don't know. You don't even know if I can hurt you as much as they hurt you."
"Trust me, you don't even want to say that. Especially not knowing what they know. They can send shivers up your spine just talking to them." Saya sighed.
"That doesn't seem too bad… So tell me! Where did you come from?" Tifa really wanted to know.
Saya didn't really want to tell her, but if she thought she can handle it the so be it. "If you think you can handle it, then ya, I'll tell you. I'll probably tell you more then you want to know." Saya looked to her and spoke more, "Maybe more then you will ever be able to handle."
Tifa looked at Saya with extreme interest, her eyes looked full and wanting to know of a past that has never been shared with anyone else. Tifa looked as if she wanted to learn something that no one else could ever and will ever handle.
Saya sighed, "I come from ShinRa, born and raised to be a genetic worrier." Tifa's face changed from wanting to know, to disgust. Who she was disgusted at was yet to be decided. "Hojo tested on me everyday, injecting needle after needle, letting mass amounts of unknown liquid into my system. Time after time, I'd be dragged out of that lab, unaware of my surroundings, sometimes in a straight jacket, too insane and too wanting to see blood shed." Tifa's face now held extreme terror, no longer able to trace the disgust that was pasted on her face only moments ago. "I was forced into SOLDIER at a young age, and being beaten by the men was NOT an option. I was always on edge, and always ready to fight at the least possible moment. Even asleep I was awake, ready to draw my sword and kill an enemy with no emotion. A killing machine was and still is all Hojo wants; someone to be the next perfect Sephiroth." Saya took a breath and waited to see if Tifa was going to say anything. Hearing nothing aside from their steady breaths, Saya continued, " And when it wasn't me on the cold metal table, it was a child or even a man, screaming, just wanting it all to end. Hojo would have them on display, their organs showing as they still breathed. Hojo would have me stand there, watching as he dissected these innocent humans, waiting for me to break, or see if I wo-"
"Stop! Please stop…no more." Tifa's face held nothing but horror and pain. "I'm sorry I asked."
Saya rose from the bed, gathering her stuff in the process, "I shouldn't have told you. I apologize. To think that a normal person, who has no idea on how the ShinRa labs work, would be able to take it all in." Saya walked be Tifa, with a small limp in her left leg. "I'm leaving now, and I appreciate what you have done for me."
Saya walked down the stairs and deep in thought, if she had not looked up at the last minute she would have ran into Cloud, who stood at the bottom of the steps. "Woa! Sorry, I was thinking about something." Saya muttered and tried to sidestep to move past Cloud. But Cloud would not let her pass; he grabbed her arm and pulled her over to one of the tables. "Let me go! Now!" Saya punched Cloud in the face in rage. He stumbled back and tried to regain his balance. "Don't you touch me again!"
Cloud looked at her face. The red marks under her eyes were glowing with rage. "Well you haven't changed, still a short fuse and no patience for people." Cloud watched the rage in Saya's eyes fade. "Ya I know you, but let me guess…You don't know me." Cloud smiled and had a triumphant look on his face.
"Who the fuck are you?" Saya's eyes widened. "Tell me!"
"No, I think I will keep that a secret, Saya. You can find out by your self, maybe you'll remember." Cloud looked at her and smiled. He walked by her and went up the stairs to go and see Tifa.
'Whatever!' Saya walked out 7th Heaven Bar and took a deep breath. "Now to get out of here."
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"I want that girl found! I don't care how meny men it takes! We still need her for the progress of her JENOVA cells!" Hojo shouted to all of the SOLDIERS that passed by him. He sent out that order 5 hours ago, but there were still some of the SOLDIERS left walking around the building. 'She is important, and still extremely unstable. If she is with the wrong people, she could never become the killing machine that we need!'
Hojo walked toward another part of the lab. This part of the lab was darkened and if you didn't know better, you would say that there was a wall where Hojo walked. He made his way to a small unknown door and found the keypad by the door. He typed one of the thousands of codes from his head onto the keypad in front of him.
The door opened soundlessly, and Hojo made his way through the door. Automatic moving sensor lights turned on when Hojo walked into the huge room. He smiled when he saw a female in a frozen tank. Her eyes closed and the look on her face was the emotion of uncertainty and anger. Hojo knew this emotion of anger was directed toward himself.
"Mickenzi, it has been too long, you know that?" Hojo laughed at the women in the tank. "Now time has come to get Saya back, it is time for you to fulfill your purpose." He walked over to a console in front of the tank. Pulling out a key from a pocket inside his coat, he placed it into a slot on the board and typed in the activation code.
The water in the tank began to thaw and the console told Hojo that Mickenzi was being resurrected correctly. When the ice turned to water, a drain was activated and pulled all of the water out of the tank. When the water drained past Mickenzi's eyes, they snapped open and they burned natural blood red and you could see the black stripe that circled around the irises. Her black hair was flattened to her face like super glue. The red straight jacket that she wore started to strain to keep her immobile while she struggled to get it off.
"Relax Mickenzi, you're safe. By the way, I have a job for you." Hojo looked at the woman, who still kept struggling against her restrains.
"Let…Let me…LET ME GO!" Mickenzi screamed at the man who continued to watch her.
"I think not." Hojo smiled at her and pulled out a tube full of clear liquid. He inserted into a holding place. The liquid slowly drained and filled as gas in the tank where Mickenzi continued to fight. The gas slowly rose to her nose and mouth, and she tried to hold her breath in vain. She fell back and slid down the tank wall into a sitting position, her eyes glazed over. "Okay, now I will let you out." The tank wall slowly descended into the floor and Mickenzi fell all the way back.
"Jackass…" Mickenzi breathed. Her comment was shortly followed by Hojo's enormously irritating laughter. "Shut up…" And with that Mickenzi drifted into a state of obliviousness, unaware of what Hojo will do to her mind, but aware enough to feel it all.
"Always quick to get in fights. All the years you spent in that chamber has not changed your attitude or the way you act." He walked up to her and put a needle into her neck and poured all of the liquid though the hypodermic needle and into Mickenzi's neck.
Her eyes opened after Hojo pulled out the needle. Her unique eyes looked over to Hojo and she sat up. Hojo unlocked the lock on her jacket and she got to her feet. "Follow me, Mickenzi." Hojo was happy that she complied; the mind serum worked on her. They walked to a wall, and Hojo opened it up, and there were swords, guns, and daggers, among all other types of weapons. "Choose your weapon. You're going to go and capture Saya. She has escaped from ShinRa, with the help of that women over there." Hojo pointed to a capsule were a female lay in a cryogenic state.
Mickenzi's eyes widened as she looked at her. It was Shayla Hunter, the scientist that promised to protect Saya. "Why is she there?" Mickenzi asked quietly.
"She tried to escape with Saya, but was shot. Saya thought she was dead and then turned to Motoko to kill everyone. The fusion worked perfectly and, with Motoko's power, Saya murdered all of the guards that stood in front of her. If she would just lose all of her pathetic excuses not to fight, she would become the greatest assassin of all time, even better than Sephiroth. With her natural instincts, the JENOVA cells, and Motoko in her body she is the best, there is no equal or greater then Saya." Hojo went on his evil scientist rant, and Mickenzi got tired of it quickly. While he talked, she grabbed all of her weapons; Her sword, the two guns Sephiroth gave to her, and loads of ammo. Stuffing it into a bag, she turned to look at Hojo.
"So where am I supposed to look first?" Mickenzi just wanted to get away from him. "I want to get out of here and find her fast so I can just go back to sleep and get away from you."
'Ok so it makes her listen to me, but she will still act the same way.' Hojo thought. 'I guess that's what happen when you use that serum with her blood.' He smiled at her lack of wanting to cooperate with him. "There was a report that a child with silver hair was being carried by some other girl. That was near the train station in Sector 6. Now go and get her back."
Mickenzi nodded and started off to the exit of the labs. "Oh and one more thing, she won't remember you, so don't try and get her to remember. And I want her alive. You smell like a enemy to her, she won't go easy on you. And neither will you." Mickenzi looked down on this and walked out of the building to ride the train to Sector 6.
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Saya walked down the alleys of the slums in hopes of finding a way out of this hellhole. 'Ok, so much for avenging Shayla's death if I don't get out of this place alive…' Saya walked and found a train station. 'This must be where Tifa said she found me. Now getting out of here…'
"Saya! Wait up!" Saya heard her name being called and turned to see Tifa running after her. "You're fast, you know that? Even with a limp." Tifa looked at Saya and involuntarily took a step back. Saya had a sharp glare in her eyes. "I'm sorry, I don't even know what I did wrong."
"How do you get out of this place?" Saya asked sternly. "I need to get out of Midgar."
"Ummm…I never tried to get out of this place, but I know were an access gate is. If you can sneak by the guards you're home free…well you know what I mean." She laughed hesitantly. 'Man, she is so flippin' serious about what she does…'
"Where are they? The access gates I mean." Saya looked at Tifa's confused face.
"You need to go to Sector 5 by train, and I can show you were to go after we get there." Tifa looked to the train and smiled back at Saya.
"Why are you still helping me? You know that you could get killed? What if ShinRa found you traveling with me? They will test on you too!" Saya couldn't believe she was still trying to help her.
"I am helping you because I want to help you! Your doing something that looks fun, and I need to get out of this Sector." Tifa said all of that as if that was the end of discussion.
Saya decided to drop the subject for now. If she wanted to die following Saya, then that's how she could die. Saya sighed and walked to the platform. Tifa and Saya watched the train pull into the station, and the doors opened.
Saya looked away for a moment then looked back to the door to see someone tackle her down to the ground. "AH!" Saya punched the attacker in the ribs and pushed it off of her body. Saya got up and looked at the attacker. She had black and silver hair and a red ShinRa straight jacket. "This is an assassin from ShinRa, hide!" Saya pulled Grade out of her backpack. "Who are you!" Her eyes changed red and she waited for the attacker to get up.
Getting up she stared the teen in the eyes, "I am Mickenzi, and I have been sent to bring you back to ShinRa!"
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Thanks to everyone who has reviewed. Sorry it took forever to update. Sports and school has kept me busy. You know learning a new sport in 4 weeks right after STAR testing is not the easiest thing to do especially when I have a tournament on the weekend in a sport I have never played. Shows how much the team puts their faith in me. I am not even a fan of Field Hockey, but they asked nicely and i said ya sure, why not?
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