Disclaimer: Square-Enix owns Final Fantasy VII… If I did, Sephiroth would not be such a complete dumbass…

Notes: Because I know someone's going to ask, Verrine is the fallen angel of impatience… And possibly health…
Must… Resist… Kingdom Hearts: Final Mix… Must… Resist…

PROJECT MAIDEN
Phase One: Trust
Step One: Body

It will not be perfect, but it will have to work. Jenova's shape shifting skills are restrained by how week She's become. All of those precious cells destroyed and assimilated into the Lifestream. I am stuck using leftovers from humans to make a new body…

Disgusting.

But, it's necessary for my master plan… I'm starting to sound like a cartoon… "DAMN YOU, NOMURA-SAMA!"

… I have no idea where that came from…

Weird.

No matter how many times I do this, the sensation of being detached from everything and then slamming into a body—a prison—never gets any less unnerving. I slowly open my new eyes and watch as grey blurs reassemble into a wall.

I smirk at the life coursing through this patched together body. It's been a while since I felt so… alive… And to think I'm made of Midgar corpses. Ironic.

I enter the Seventh Heaven, my emerald eyes tracing the crowds gathered inside. I spot the manager near the bar, pretending to clean a glass… I walk up, a smile on my face. "Hey, what can I get'cha?" she asks me with a false smile…

I sit down onto a barstool, crossing my legs. Could I get my legs to cross this way before? "I heard that you were hiring waitresses… and I would like to apply."

"Aren't you a little young?"

I raise an eyebrow, before tilting my head towards the only waitress in the room. "That girl looks to be—what?—eight?"

"She's my daughter."

I can feel my jaw drop. Tifa is a bigger idiot that I gave her credit for… Can't even do simple arithmetic… "I would think… a mother would not want such a small child working."

"And what of your mother?"

I smile and shake my head. "My Mother… is too… sick to care about me." Not a complete lie. Mother does place herself first and likes to leave body parts all over the place…

"Oh… I'm sorry—"

"Not your fault."

Tifa shook her head, brunette hair falling into her eyes. "So, what skills do you have, Miss…?"

I look down at my chest… Why had I not noticed those earlier? "Er, Verrine? I have a lot of patience…"

"Duplicate…"

Maybe Jenova reads the dictionary rather than listens to my orders… Speaking of which, I swear I said 'male body.' Women are weak…

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Must… Resist… Kingdom Hearts: Final Mix… Must… Resist…Oh to hell with it! To the PS2!