Authors Note: Once again I apologize. I've had a lot of school work and
not much time to work on this story. Just bare with me though it hasn't
been abandoned. Thanks to Tiger, Lovely Lucrecia and mistressofterror.
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"Are you feeling any better?" Sephiroth inquired placing a hand on his friends heaving back. Zack didn't have time to answer before throwing up again into the toilet bowl. He finally finished and looked up at Sephiroth. His face was pale, his eyes seemed to droop ever so slightly, and his breathing was heavy and uneven from his last bout of sickness.
"Alright stupid question," Sephiroth sheepishly said removing his hand. "Is there anything I can do for you?"
"No I'm alright," Zack slurred out as he hunched over yet again.
"Alright if you need anything just let me know," yelled Sephiroth as he left the bathroom and entered the bedroom. He rolled onto his bed, crossed his right leg over his left, and placed his hands behind his head for support. He had just began to close his eyes and drift into deep thoughts when the sound of the door opening hit his ears. His slowly opened his eyes and looked over. Zack came slumping over to his bed and crashed down upon it, burring his face in the pillows.
"Hey look it's Ralph," drawled Sephiroth. All Zack did was let out a pathetic moan, and roll limply over onto his back.
"I don't know why I'm so sick. I'm never sick, and right before the war to. Man I have the worst luck, and on Monday, my day off, no less," the words came slowly from Zack's mouth.
"Yeah you never were good at timing were you," chuckled Sephiroth.
"If I could hit you man I would," Zack replied weakly shaking a fist in the air. Sephiroth just laughed at the pathetic threat.
"So when exactly are we moving out?" asked Zack.
"Tuesday the ground troops move out. Then the ground troops will jump in from helicopters that night at midnight for necessary assistance. There is a full moon, so the jump will be illuminated by natural light," stated Sephiroth as if he was a telemarketer forced to repeat the same words over and over again countless times.
"Boy, Shinra sure knows how to pray on the drama during war times. I still have a lot to learn from you Sephiroth," Zack said nasally.
"Not me Zack. I still have plenty to learn for myself." as Sephiroth was talking he glanced over at his friend. He decided to stop his lectures short for one trivial reason...Zack had fallen asleep. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
The soldier barracks were surprisingly calm. Maybe you could call it the calm before the storm, or maybe simply wartime jitters. Whatever it was the silence so heavy it was impenetrable, or so it seemed. Suddenly a loud scream echoed down the hallways of the seventh floor.
"Zack calm down! It's just me," Sephiroth yelled as he grabbed his friend firmly by the shoulders.
"Oh gosh, where am I? What day is it?" Zack said sleepily as he rubbed his hands through his wild black mane.
"Well it is Monday, and you are in your bedroom. So how are we feeling this morning Ralph?" Sephiroth inquired with a wicked smirk.
"Oh shut up. It's not like you haven't ever been sick before. You may be a great fighter but you aren't a god!" Zack snapped back coming to his own defense.
"Yeah but never as badly as you were," snickered Sephiroth. Zack was in the middle of rolling his eyes when a thought struck him like a bolt of lightning. His stomach lurched as his thoughts raced about his mind.
"Wait Sephiroth! If today is Tuesday, then."
"We are jumping tonight," Sephiroth cut in. The expression on Zack's face went blank, and his eyes expressionless. It was at times like these that not even Sephiroth could read his best friends encrypted thoughts. Suddenly Zack came to life.
"WOOHOO!!!!" he screamed as he went jumping down the hallway, kicking his heels, and screaming as he went. One unlucky secretary had the misfortune to bump into him. He grabbed her and kissed her and went along his way. Leaving the rather stunned women behind him.
Sephiroth simply smiled. Sometimes Zack might be hard to read, but he is an utterly predictable person. Sephiroth coolly followed the path of destruction his friend had made down the hallway, and walk past the lab area. If only he knew what was conspiring inside.
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"So have you set the plan into motion as of yet?" questioned President Shinra
"Yes. The plan has been moving for a week now. I have upped the dockage of mako by nearly twice the original amounts," replied Hojo dryly.
"And you haven't told anyone have you," interrogated President Shinra narrowing his eyes at the graying scientist.
"Of course I haven't! That would jeopardize everything. Nobody was told, and those who are suffering negative reactions are only getting symptoms in the form of the flu," explained doctor Hojo as if speaking to a rather thickheaded child.
"Oh," stammered Shinra a little taken aback by the coldness of the statement, "good good.very well then carry on with the good work."
President Shinra turned and left the room. Hojo was left alone surrounded by giant clear vats of mako, and large syringes filled to the bring with the glowing green liquid. He twisted smile graced one of the corners of his thin lips. He walked into the room adjacent to his laboratory where a blonde young man was sitting on the bench.
"Brace yourself," he stated coldly. The young man had no time to take the doctors advice before a giant syringe plunged deeply into his arm. The level of nuclear-green liquid slowly decreased, and with it so did the boys level of conciseness. As the last few drop of mako worked their way into his bloodstream, the boy was out cold. Dr. Hojo coolly walked from the room leaving the boy knocked out.
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Zack was nearly shaking with anticipation of the great fights to come. He had been waiting for so long to truly test himself and stretch his abilities to the limit. He pulled on a pair of black combat pants. Then pulled a sleeveless sweater top down over his muscular chest. Carelessly, he quickly pulled on and laced up black combat boots. Then he took medical tape, and carefully wrapped both of his wrists. The weight of his sword certainly took it's toll upon him. Finally, he picked up the massive buster sword and strapped it onto his waste. He shifted a little under the large weapon to find he center of gravity. When he seemed to be pleased, he left the equipping room to meet his friend outside.
"You ready bud?" said Zack, his voice full of eagerness.
"You betcha," Sephiroth smirked. He was clad in his classic battle attire. Black from head to foot, and an extremely intimidating figure to behold. He lifted a black gloved had and hit his friend playfully on the back. "Ouch!" Sephiroth rubbed his hand gingerly. "I keep forgetting you upgraded your weapon to the buster sword."
"Yep, no back hitting while I have this monster equipped," Zack to this opportunity to give Sephiroth a smirk of his own.
"Load up!" a drill master called from the docking bay. Sephiroth and Zack simply gave each other a glance, and began to walk at a slow yet serious pace. Sephiroth's long leather trench coat billowed in the wind, and so did Zack's wild hair. The other soldiers gawked as the two, truly terrifying, soldiers approached. Zack's foot caught upon a rock and he face planted into the dirt. The soldiers held back laughter, and Sephiroth simply rolled his eyes and helped him to his feet.
"I meant to do that," Zack said with faked enthusiasm.
"You are such a dork," Sephiroth bluntly stated.
Both of the dark men loaded into a helicopter. The blades above them began to move rapidly causing dust to fly wildly about them as it lifted off of the ground. The helicopter quickly gained altitude and was soon up among some low flying clouds. Both men stood at the door simply watching the stars fly by.
Without tearing his eyes from the dancing heaven's Sephiroth simply stated, "There will be bloodshed tonight."
Zack suppressed a shuddered that crawled down his spine, and simply continued to watch the starts in silence.
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"Are you feeling any better?" Sephiroth inquired placing a hand on his friends heaving back. Zack didn't have time to answer before throwing up again into the toilet bowl. He finally finished and looked up at Sephiroth. His face was pale, his eyes seemed to droop ever so slightly, and his breathing was heavy and uneven from his last bout of sickness.
"Alright stupid question," Sephiroth sheepishly said removing his hand. "Is there anything I can do for you?"
"No I'm alright," Zack slurred out as he hunched over yet again.
"Alright if you need anything just let me know," yelled Sephiroth as he left the bathroom and entered the bedroom. He rolled onto his bed, crossed his right leg over his left, and placed his hands behind his head for support. He had just began to close his eyes and drift into deep thoughts when the sound of the door opening hit his ears. His slowly opened his eyes and looked over. Zack came slumping over to his bed and crashed down upon it, burring his face in the pillows.
"Hey look it's Ralph," drawled Sephiroth. All Zack did was let out a pathetic moan, and roll limply over onto his back.
"I don't know why I'm so sick. I'm never sick, and right before the war to. Man I have the worst luck, and on Monday, my day off, no less," the words came slowly from Zack's mouth.
"Yeah you never were good at timing were you," chuckled Sephiroth.
"If I could hit you man I would," Zack replied weakly shaking a fist in the air. Sephiroth just laughed at the pathetic threat.
"So when exactly are we moving out?" asked Zack.
"Tuesday the ground troops move out. Then the ground troops will jump in from helicopters that night at midnight for necessary assistance. There is a full moon, so the jump will be illuminated by natural light," stated Sephiroth as if he was a telemarketer forced to repeat the same words over and over again countless times.
"Boy, Shinra sure knows how to pray on the drama during war times. I still have a lot to learn from you Sephiroth," Zack said nasally.
"Not me Zack. I still have plenty to learn for myself." as Sephiroth was talking he glanced over at his friend. He decided to stop his lectures short for one trivial reason...Zack had fallen asleep. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
The soldier barracks were surprisingly calm. Maybe you could call it the calm before the storm, or maybe simply wartime jitters. Whatever it was the silence so heavy it was impenetrable, or so it seemed. Suddenly a loud scream echoed down the hallways of the seventh floor.
"Zack calm down! It's just me," Sephiroth yelled as he grabbed his friend firmly by the shoulders.
"Oh gosh, where am I? What day is it?" Zack said sleepily as he rubbed his hands through his wild black mane.
"Well it is Monday, and you are in your bedroom. So how are we feeling this morning Ralph?" Sephiroth inquired with a wicked smirk.
"Oh shut up. It's not like you haven't ever been sick before. You may be a great fighter but you aren't a god!" Zack snapped back coming to his own defense.
"Yeah but never as badly as you were," snickered Sephiroth. Zack was in the middle of rolling his eyes when a thought struck him like a bolt of lightning. His stomach lurched as his thoughts raced about his mind.
"Wait Sephiroth! If today is Tuesday, then."
"We are jumping tonight," Sephiroth cut in. The expression on Zack's face went blank, and his eyes expressionless. It was at times like these that not even Sephiroth could read his best friends encrypted thoughts. Suddenly Zack came to life.
"WOOHOO!!!!" he screamed as he went jumping down the hallway, kicking his heels, and screaming as he went. One unlucky secretary had the misfortune to bump into him. He grabbed her and kissed her and went along his way. Leaving the rather stunned women behind him.
Sephiroth simply smiled. Sometimes Zack might be hard to read, but he is an utterly predictable person. Sephiroth coolly followed the path of destruction his friend had made down the hallway, and walk past the lab area. If only he knew what was conspiring inside.
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"So have you set the plan into motion as of yet?" questioned President Shinra
"Yes. The plan has been moving for a week now. I have upped the dockage of mako by nearly twice the original amounts," replied Hojo dryly.
"And you haven't told anyone have you," interrogated President Shinra narrowing his eyes at the graying scientist.
"Of course I haven't! That would jeopardize everything. Nobody was told, and those who are suffering negative reactions are only getting symptoms in the form of the flu," explained doctor Hojo as if speaking to a rather thickheaded child.
"Oh," stammered Shinra a little taken aback by the coldness of the statement, "good good.very well then carry on with the good work."
President Shinra turned and left the room. Hojo was left alone surrounded by giant clear vats of mako, and large syringes filled to the bring with the glowing green liquid. He twisted smile graced one of the corners of his thin lips. He walked into the room adjacent to his laboratory where a blonde young man was sitting on the bench.
"Brace yourself," he stated coldly. The young man had no time to take the doctors advice before a giant syringe plunged deeply into his arm. The level of nuclear-green liquid slowly decreased, and with it so did the boys level of conciseness. As the last few drop of mako worked their way into his bloodstream, the boy was out cold. Dr. Hojo coolly walked from the room leaving the boy knocked out.
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Zack was nearly shaking with anticipation of the great fights to come. He had been waiting for so long to truly test himself and stretch his abilities to the limit. He pulled on a pair of black combat pants. Then pulled a sleeveless sweater top down over his muscular chest. Carelessly, he quickly pulled on and laced up black combat boots. Then he took medical tape, and carefully wrapped both of his wrists. The weight of his sword certainly took it's toll upon him. Finally, he picked up the massive buster sword and strapped it onto his waste. He shifted a little under the large weapon to find he center of gravity. When he seemed to be pleased, he left the equipping room to meet his friend outside.
"You ready bud?" said Zack, his voice full of eagerness.
"You betcha," Sephiroth smirked. He was clad in his classic battle attire. Black from head to foot, and an extremely intimidating figure to behold. He lifted a black gloved had and hit his friend playfully on the back. "Ouch!" Sephiroth rubbed his hand gingerly. "I keep forgetting you upgraded your weapon to the buster sword."
"Yep, no back hitting while I have this monster equipped," Zack to this opportunity to give Sephiroth a smirk of his own.
"Load up!" a drill master called from the docking bay. Sephiroth and Zack simply gave each other a glance, and began to walk at a slow yet serious pace. Sephiroth's long leather trench coat billowed in the wind, and so did Zack's wild hair. The other soldiers gawked as the two, truly terrifying, soldiers approached. Zack's foot caught upon a rock and he face planted into the dirt. The soldiers held back laughter, and Sephiroth simply rolled his eyes and helped him to his feet.
"I meant to do that," Zack said with faked enthusiasm.
"You are such a dork," Sephiroth bluntly stated.
Both of the dark men loaded into a helicopter. The blades above them began to move rapidly causing dust to fly wildly about them as it lifted off of the ground. The helicopter quickly gained altitude and was soon up among some low flying clouds. Both men stood at the door simply watching the stars fly by.
Without tearing his eyes from the dancing heaven's Sephiroth simply stated, "There will be bloodshed tonight."
Zack suppressed a shuddered that crawled down his spine, and simply continued to watch the starts in silence.