Vincent Valentine awoke dizzily. He was alone in the lab, strapped up to some strange machine. Bright knobs flashed on its side. Vincent moved his arm, and to his surprise, the machine ripped in two.

He had super strength.

Vincent groaned; he still felt woozy. In a trancelike state, he headed for the door of the lab. When he got there, he found it was locked, so he pulled it out of the frame. Freedom! He didn't know where he was going as he walked down the skeleton-strewn corridor, but he felt a strange urgency, a hunger. He wanted...

He wanted blood.

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Sephiroth shook uncontrollably as the last rainbow sparks sparked out from his hand and into Cloud's limp body. The blond lay on Sephiroth's desk, eyes closed, eyelashes like the legs of fragile stick insects that had died from anorexic starvation. Sephiroth suppressed a sob at the injustice of it all. That sword had been meant for him; for a moment he'd seen the jealousy blaze in Zack's eyes. Sephiroth should be dead right now. He found the pain of knowing that something else had happened instead almost unbearable.

He touched Cloud's cheek. Cold. Was it just because the room was cold, or was the boy...? Sephiroth closed his eyes. No more sparks travelled into the blond. Cloud no longer needed healing. Sephiroth didn't want to think about what that might mean.

Instead, he thought about Zack. His face hardened into a sneer as he thought about how he was going to punish that puppy of a murderer. Oh, Zack was going to pay.

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Angeal planted his petunias. He was still lusting.

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Alone and sleeping in his room, Rufus Shinra didn't notice a figure hovering outside his window, flapping its oversized-vampire-bat-like wings. In the dark, a pair of glowing red eyes stared at the young golden-haired president hungrily.

'Blood...' whispered a voice, muffled by tendrils of long, black, matted hair and a red scarf-cum-cape.

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Genesis was standing on his head (it was a kink of his) and had just hooked his front teeth under Reno's member when there was a furious cough from the stairs. Slowly, his gaze travelled up.

Tseng was watching. He did not approve.

"Reno!" snapped the sagely Turk, flying down the steps by means of a Wutaian magical spell that made it look like his legs were moving really fast, one after the other. "Extricate yourself from this shameful display! This man is not a toy for your pleasure; he is a dangerous Soldier who tried to force himself on one of the Board of Directors!"

"Oh yeah, you tried to rape Scarlet- you have terrible taste, yo," Reno snickered to Genesis. Genesis gave a flouncing snarl, rolling to an upright position and Reno's member snapped back into place with a 'ping'.

"Do up your trousers!" commanded Tseng. Reno complied, grumbling.

"And you!" Tseng turned to Genesis. "You shameless hussy. A man who spreads himself around like a dandelion clock in the breeze is less than a weed! Have some dignity!"

Genesis rolled his eyes. "Sorry, grandpa."

Tseng frowned. "I am no relation of yours."

As Genesis and Reno fell about with laughter at Tseng's failure to get the joke, Tseng was distracted by a sudden appearance of Leviathan in his mind. The snake in his vision opened its lips and announced in a deep, booming voice, 'Danger molests Rufus as drought molests Corel desert'.

He was flying back up to Rufus' room in a flash.

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