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Beeping. There was a familiar beeping sound…it was muffled but it was extremely irritating nonetheless. He paused, his body felt all but weightless, a sensation he knew all too well. His mako green eyes immediately shot open to stare through the murky liquid that he was in; narrowing his eyes, he could make out the distorted figures of people milling around the lab and his blood ran cold. He'd been found and locked up in a small mako tank. It was by far the easiest way of containing and preserving someone who had been badly injured or unconscious for a long period of time, or more likely in his personal case, he'd been experimented on yet again.

"Ah Sephiroth, awake at last I see," He could hear Hojo, his voice muffled a little, but not enough for his tastes, "Don't worry my boy, I will let you out and you will tell me what happened, just as the others did."

Others? Did that mean the scientist had got his greasy hands on Zack and Cloud? He felt his body slow down and his senses become somewhat duller as Hojo messed around with the machinery and the tank was drained. What had the bastard done to Cloud and Zack? Sephiroth immediately slumped forward, whatever had just been done to him had rendered him unable to move and he was all but dragged to a metal table and laid on it.

"Now, do you remember what happened?"

Sephiroth closed his eyes a moment, trying to think but still his memory was blank, he winced as a needle was poked through his skin, "I don't know," he responded eventually, "I have no recollection of anything."

"I see." Hojo circled the table a moment, a maniacal grin plastered across his face as screams from another room could be heard clearly.

Sephiroth paled, he knew that voice well, "Zack," he called out, struggling as much as he could, "Zack?"

"S-Seph…" was the shaky reply, followed by another scream.

Sephiroth glared at Hojo with all of the hate that he could muster, "What are you doing to him?"

Hojo grinned manically, "Don't worry my pet; they are both being well taken care of." He eyed Sephiroth, "So you have no memory of your actions?"

The General frowned questioningly, "My actions?" he echoed worried, knowing that the man could easily twist things.

"You burned down a whole town and nearly killed these two," Hojo laughed but it suddenly turned into a dark scowl, "And you destroyed the greatest experiment I have worked on."

The SOLDIER allowed a small triumphant smirk; just the thought of messing up something of Hojo's gave him great joy, but the smirk soon fell as he registered what was said before, "I what?"

The madman cackled, "Oh yes, apparently it was quite spectacular, you killed everyone in this town that you could find as it went up in flames. Of course those two tried to stop you, but they were no match for your skills," He eyed Sephiroth, "Yes I truly did create the perfect SOLDIER, my perfect monster…"

"What are you talking about?"

"Years ago my colleague Professor Gast discovered a 2000 year old entity, it was thought to be a Cetra, however he proved to be wrong and he abandoned the research, which I was all too happy to pick up, and the Jenova project was started, and you were created from it."

Sephiroth's eyes narrowed as Hojo continued to rant on about all of the things that had been done to him before he was even born. Hearing enough he turned away and looking into a mako tank; he could see very pale blonde hair and dull blue eyes staring listlessly back at him.

"Let them go," Sephiroth demanded and the urge to protect his friend gave him enough strength to fight the sedative's effects and he stood shakily, and stumbled over to a keyboard and started pressing buttons, he'd been around labs and Hojo long enough to have picked up enough knowledge of what happens when certain things were pressed.

"Do that and you'll kill him," Hojo commented, watching Sephiroth's face fall, "You know what happens when someone is over exposed to mako for a long period of time and they are just cut off," he smirked, "Particularly one who reacts badly to it."

Sephiroth's hand tightened into a fist which smashed through the glass of a tank beside Cloud's as he closed his eyes and weighed up his options. He could either let Cloud continue this tortured existence or he could end it, how would Zack react? He closed his eyes, Zack loved the boy, he wasn't sure how far that love went, but he knew his friend would be devastated if he died. Killing him was out for the question. "Let them go," Sephiroth repeated, he could still hear Zack screaming, but his voice was hoarser now. His precious Zack. His heart panged, he'd never told his companion of his true feelings, knowing that the other man's eyes had always looked to his young blonde charge.

"I can't," the madman grinned.

Sephiroth frowned, "Can't?" he echoed.

"You are all officially dead, have been for the past five years."

Sephiroth stared and staggered to a wall, leaning on it for support, "Five years?"

"Yes, it was a tragedy, monsters attacked Nibelheim and burned the town down, the two greatest First Class SOLDIERs gave their lives to try and save the survivors. You died as heroes."

"To become part of your twisted experiments," Sephiroth spoke bitterly.

"For them to become part of my twisted experiments," Hojo corrected, "You, my dear boy, I have no use for. I had entertained the idea of letting you free once you woke, but then again you know far too much and are a liability."

"Then kill me," Sephiroth challenged, he could feel that he was in no shape to fight for himself if it came down to it, let alone trying to fight to save Zack and Cloud.

"No," Hojo shook his head, "I may find some use for you in the future," Sephiroth's blood ran cold at the look Hojo was giving him; it was then he noticed that everything had gone silent, Zack was no longer screaming.

Sephiroth looked up sharply as the door was opened by a very mousey looking guy, who glanced at Sephiroth and paled a few more shades before turning his attention back to Hojo, "S-s-sir? The specimen…it couldn't endure…the latest experiments…"

The former General's eyes narrowed to extremely dangerous slits that promised death to everyone who had hurt his precious Zack, at least the emotion and the intention was there, even if he couldn't quite muster the strength to act, maybe if he bided his time…

Seconds passed and he slowly slumped forward again, all energy and strength leaving his body as a stronger dose of the sedative was injected into his system, and he was laid down on that table again. His mouth opened as he tried to speak but his lips wouldn't move to formulate words, let alone sounds. His wide eyes darted around as Hojo was rambling on about something or other, but he couldn't pay attention, not that he would have anyway, but he was afraid. As he was carefully lifted and carried out, he caught a glimpse of spiky black hair before he was all but thrown into a coffin.

No matter how much he tried to fight it, his body wouldn't respond as Hojo stood over him, leering at him mockingly. The bastard knew his only true fear and was going to use it against him and he was helpless to stop it as the lid was placed over him and his world became nothing but darkness.

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