M-chan: Hi, there, it's M-chan. I was typing this, and guess what? THE FRICKING COMPUTER ERASED THE SECOND CHAPTER! I WORKED SO DAMN HARD! AND ALL FOR THE FUCKING THING TO SAY, "WE MUST SHUT DOWN…". BITCH!

Hee, hee I would LIKE TO TYPE THIS, SO…I'll trying making this chappie long, okay?

Many thanks to Lillychan667SHE REVIEWED MY STORY! SO I GIVE HER COOKIE AND SEPHIE PLUSH :Heart:

I don't own Final Fantasy VII.

Discipline? I need discipline? I questioned myself. Obviously, I was still confused, but that soon became fear as the professor neared me. He eyes, black and heartless, scanned me from head to toe; then, taking out a notepad, he jotted down something.

My guess was that I was being examined for something. What was it? Was it like what happened a few minutes ago?

Suddenly, I felt a cold object push my chin upwards; my eyes met the professor's cold, black eyes. Slightly shivering, I raised my hand and rubbed my arm to warmth. I pushed the pen away, and rubbed my chin.

"So, it reacts. Good, good…" he said. A sadistic grin beamed on his face. Somehow, this wasn't going anywhere happy. The man, now that I read the label, Professor Hojo, went to his desk, and jotted more notes. 'What a great way to spend life. Staying here only to die. Die? Ha, after what this guy said, I might be turned into a monster.'

"Uh, excuse me! Excuse me!"

No move or sound was made. Damn, the old geezer's deaf. Although it did catch the silver-haired man's attention. I only heard a slight chuckle from him. Not much was said, but at least I made someone react. Slightly disappointed, my foot rubbed the other.

I was deep in thought, and still planned my escape. No way to get out. There was a door, but I highly doubt I was fast enough to reach it before I could get caught by the leather-clad man. No crevice, and if there was one, I'd have to linger in this place for a miserable amount of time.

Closing my eyes, I let more and more ideas flow in my head. One by one, I rejected, for I knew the outcome would end up either by getting caught, killed or even raped. Yes, I even thought of doing that, but it would be too risky. After how I competed a stare-down with Sir Tall-Silver-and-Quiet, I never experienced such fear through one's eyes.

Until, I caught a little white mouse scamper with a black one. The black one, in which I found amusing, ran to a vent, only to be caught by a familiar leather-clad hand, and crushed.

My eyes nearly fell out of their sockets when I discovered how much power he had. He crushed-no, compressed so much power, that the little animal instantly imploded.

'Holy crap, that could have been me…!' ,I mentally cried.

Then, like if he knew what I was thinking, he grinned slightly. That grin literally yelled 'I won't let you escape so easily.' Fine. Then the vent wasn't so easy to reach anyways. Nor was it easy to get in it, despite I saw what could have been my fate.Once again I was stuck

Before I knew it, I felt two hands grab my forearms and carry me. I was placed upon a white-clothed table. I stared up, and met glowing-green eyes. I did not see a grin, but a frown.

Then, I felt my right arm being lifted, something being tied tightly, and something that smelled. It then that I realized--was that I was being injected. I turned, and saw the professor take a bottle with something clear and filled the syringe.

My heart pounded in fear, and before the instrument made contact with my arm, I was bound tightly with leather. Realizing I was constricted, I tried to kick. Nothing. My legs were also bound. What a perfect time to be bound.

"AAAHHHHHHH! DAMMIT, THAT----FUCKING HURTS!" I shrieked, and then flipped the table over, taking the professor along with me.

Kicking, screaming, wrenching, I tried everything I could until I freed myself due to the fact a hook undid the belts. I then undid the rest and came out form under the mess. Sudden yells of profanity and anger shot out. Soon, I met two, cold, fierce eyes.

"You…will…suf--fer…", came from his mouth.

It seems what made the professor sleep was the little syringe. A little, empty syringe--that stuck on his ass. I sheepishly laughed, and it was followed by another's chuckle. Then, a loud, laugh came as well.

"Holy, did that girl did what I think she did?"

"Zack, she only knocked out Professor Hojo, nothing more." replied the baritone voice I knew.

And there they were. Another man, except, he had spiky, black hair, and green eyes that laughed in mirth. He came close and inspected the old coot on the ground. He laughed, and looked at me with a smile. I noticed something.

He was kind of cute. 'Once again, CAN I TRY NOT THINKING OF MEN AND CONCENTRATE ON A WAY TO ESCAPE!' , I inwardly cursed. So much for the concentration I had.

"Hey, you're the one we found, aren't you? My name's Zack.", he beamed.

A friendly hand reached out toward me, and a green gaze cheered me up. Smiling back, I took his hand and got to my feet.

"Before you freak out even more, let me introduce you to Sephiroth!" he said and pointed to the silver-haired man.

I received a nod, and not a word.

Well, I'm making little progress, aren't I? I nodded in return and looked at Zack. Smiling. A little too much, if you asked me. He then took a little a paper, wrote on it and taped it on the fallen man's head.

"Well, the medics can take care of this! No need to worry, miss! Say…I didn't get your name." Zack inquired, raising an eyebrow too.

Now I had a problem. After all that happened, I didn't know my name. A disappointment indeed.

I looked down, and shook my head 'no'. Hopefully, this guy would pity me. I tried hard to remember, and tried. But all I could remember is someone. Someone yelling "Rena!" and that was all. Hey…maybe that as my name!

"Rena. My name is Rena. Thanks for getting me out of this hellhole." I replied.

"You just said you didn't have a name…--"

"Ah, they are called memories, my dear! I remembered, and poof! 'lo and behold, I remembered."

Zack laughed, and I followed in suit. His laughs were so contagious, I could never realize the situation I was in. I noticed Sephiroth stared at us, and could tell he was annoyed. But, it really didn't look like he was annoyed. He looked envious…

Envious?

Towards Zack?

Wow, I inwardly felt loved. Anyways, Zack led me out of the laboratory and into a series of hallways. As we walked Zack asked a few question of my past. I answered truthfully that I did not remember anything. He didn't get angry or disappointed, but just little confused.

"Well, it must have been the situation you were in. Must have been so bad, you lost not only conscience, but your memory."

I sighed, and my shoulders faltered. "I'm sorry…I just woke up and--well, you know…"

Zack threw another grin and patted my shoulder.

"No, no, no! We don't expect you to remember, just checking." ,he mused.

Nodding slowly, I walked with them. I looked to my right, and there Sephiroth was. What a quiet man. He never said anything, looked at you like you deserved to die, and further more, had strength that was probably a million times more than Zack. One die-hard human. Although…there was one thing about him.

There was, and I noticed, a slight tinge of sadness. A type of depression he tries to never show. I wondered what it was. My eyes directed themselves to Sephiroth's eyes. I looked hard and deep. 'His eyes…weren't they green? They look sort of blue-green.' I mused, then looked away as soon as he looked at me.

"Such a nice blue-green…", I thought out loud.

"Thank you." , Sephiroth replied; his grin becoming a slight smirk.

"It must have taken a lot of guts to day that, Rena! We now know you're not a complete loss of words, or mute.", Zack added. Seeming as if I were the entertainment, Zack laughed, then patted my shoulder. I blushed, and jabbed my elbow into his gut.

"Zack, need I remind you that all men have a weakness, and you, sir, are no different?", I growled.

In a matter of seconds, Zack's hands flew to his crotch, and he laughed sheepishly. Yes, I had power. Sephiroth on the other hand, mentally pitied us and our sick sense of humor. I guess I kind of agreed with him.

These two weren't so bad as I thought. Either way, who am I to judge their character? Only time would tell me, I am quite sure. Hopefully, I did not see their bad sides, seeing as how they were made them kind. I wasn't sure were I still was, and question to ask were always good for communication! I just have to watch my mouth, that's all!

"Where exactly am I?", I began to discuss.

"You are in Midgar, and this is the ShinRa Electric Company. This is the laboratory and other places of research, where Mako is used for power. Surely, you knew this, Rena."

Blink, blink. I made Sephiroth talk! What I wouldn't give to hear his baritone voice!

"No, remember, I only woke up."

Sephiroth gave me a nod, and I began to ask more.

"What exactly are you guys? Security or something?"

"Nope. We're part of ShinRa's army, SOLDIER. You see, besides just being 'security', we have duties to protect the company from being destroyed by rebels. Rebels who oppose the use of mako; in which one of them happens to be AVALANCHE.", Zack explained.

Who ever knew this was a company? Simply amazing, and I didn't even know what mako was. My eyes were like a child's at Christmas Eve, and I gawked at the two. Now another question I had in mind, what ranks were they?

"Sephiroth, Zack. What ranks are you?" , I asked. The two stared at me, and Zack answered.

"I happen to be near a first rank, and Sephiroth…", he dramatically paused, " happens t be the greatest General of Midgar."

So far, I was being escorted by two high-ranked SOLDIERS. One of them was a legacy. Neat, so I didn't have to be afraid, so far. Then it came. Sephiroth told me that I had to get my uniform for training, I think. Yes, now I remembered. Good, because now was not the time to push any buttons. My mouth said otherwise.

"Sephiroth?"

"Yes?"

Once again, I got a blue-green stare. Now I forgot what I was going to say! Damn him and his stare, voice and greatness!

"Y-You said I had to get prepared for training…when do I exactly get the uniform?", I fidgeted.

Smirking, he closed his eyes. Uh-oh…I didn't anger him again, did I? He chuckled darkly, and I shrunk.

"Ah, it will begin as soon as you get your mako injection. Trust me, you will suffer more than just a shot, believe me."

We stared; and I shrunk.

"D-Don't tell me…Professor Nut has to give me the injection…", I whined, now catching Zack's attention.

After what I did, knocking the hell out of the nut, I have to face him again? What a mess! Zack looked at Sephiroth, and at then at me. He stretched a caring arm around me, and consoled me.

"Seph, there's no need to scare her. Even you hate the old bastard's guts. There no need to make her relive the moment." , said Spiky. I silently sobbed, and felt Zack's hand on my head.

It's nice to have a brother-like companion. I could tell that Zack was somewhat Sephiroth's friend. Hopefully, my fear didn't give Sephiroth an advantage. After my tears, Zack released me, and I felt a large, gloved hand on my head.

"Don't' worry, though. I will be your trainer. I don't really expect you to be the best; although, I expect your respect and the best of combat skills you can give. Are we clear?", Sephiroth asked, and held a semi-sweet smile.

Putting my feet together, I raised my hand in a salute.

"Sir, yes, sir!", I yelled. Sephiroth laughed, and Zack followed. After our amusement, we went to the cabin I was to stay. We said goodbye, while Sephiroth, told me I was to get my uniform tomorrow and start training.

It was sweet and nice to have friends when you are all alone.

M-chan: There. I added more, and I hope you guys liked it! Especially Lilith667! I hope for your encouragement and reviews!

Seph: You made me OCC. Don't you know I am supposed to be emotionless?

M: But you're nice to Cloud and Zack, aren't you?

Seph:…………………………..review, please.

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