Disclaimer: i don't own it.

A/N: i'm so happy to finally be writing again! i've been away too long, but i really hope everyone likes the story. R&R

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Hojo walked swiftly back and forth throughout the library, grabbing any important documents that might be needed at Midgar. He stopped when he heard the door to the lab being forced open and quietly walked out of the library to see the Turk searching through the small lab.

A small cry grabbed the Turk's attention and he spun around with his gun aimed straight at Hojo, who was carrying a small baby.

"Well look who's back," Hojo began.

"Give me my son," Vincent demanded in a low voice.

"Your son?" Hojo asked while raising an eyebrow. "Turk you must be mad. As far as everyone is concerned, this is my son," he finished while walking away slightly.

Vincent was about to speak when Hojo pressed on.

"True he's not. But I will not have everyone knowing about how Lucrecia cheated on me with some Turk and got impregnated by him. I will not allow my name to be spit on because of some whore," he explained just as Vincent placed his finger on the trigger. He wasn't about to let him speak about his love that way and get away with it. Especially know that she was gone.

"You wouldn't shoot me while I was holding your son now would you?" The man asked.

Vincent swallowed still never taking his gaze from the professor.

"So she's gone now. I guess it was only obvious that the cell would harm her body. Oh well, sacrifices sometimes must be made for the greater good," he said while shifting the baby, who was now wailing in his arms, and pulling out a small gun from his coat.

The Turk was completely distracted by his son's cries that he didn't notice the man pull out the gun before it was too late. Hojo had shot him right in the chest, causing his to stumble back and hit a table full of lab equipment. He sunk to the floor as he coughed up blood. His son was screaming from all the commotion and Vincent tried hard to get up, but he was just too weak. He fell back to the floor as the room began to swirl and the lights began to dim.

"There, there son," Hojo's voice started as he came into view above Vincent pointing the gun down at him, the baby still struggling in his grasp, "daddy has everything under control," he finished before shooting the Turk once more, sending him into an oblivion of darkness.

Hojo watched the Turk from above face etched with contempt, and pocketed his handgun, in turn pulling out a cell phone. The baby still screaming, Hojo began to dial the necessary numbers.

"What's up boss?" A man's voice said from the other line.

"There's been a change in plans," Hojo said briskly. "I'll be staying to finish up some business, but I'll need you to send a caretaker for the infant."

"Yes sir," the man said in confirmation before hanging up.

Hojo placed the phone back in his pocket and briefly turned his attention to a very upset child. "I hate children," he stated as he turned on his heel and headed back towards the library.

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important note: This scene does not belong to me! It belongs to MystIc fAte. It has been borrowed to be used as the prologue of this story. A few things have been altered or added, but other than that, it's hers. If you're into Yuffietines, check out her story 'Love and Misery'. that's were I found the scene. It's really awsome!

thanks again MystIc fAte!