Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy. If I did Hojo would have died long ago.

A/N: Chapter 2 comes from my absolutely wonderful friend Bjanik. And I'm sorry if some of these are completely ridiculous, I've been playing Crisis Core and need to relieve my depression. So there may be spoilers in future chapters.

Kelly looked up, she'd been working for Shin-Ra for not even a year cleaning the labs and tables after hours. Typically her job entailed seeing few people however there were several who stuck around after most of the office left. One of her favorites was Tseng, the Turk Commander was a real gentleman and they had some good conversations if he was there when she went to clean his office. General Sephiroth also showed up once and a while, he never said much and he was quite honestly scary, less so now that he was busy with that Zack Fair recruit. But even the General's terror level paled in comparison to that of Professor Hojo of the scientific department.

Once a month when she went to clean his office he was always demanding she get him a cup of coffee. The man was infuriating beyond all reason, he lacked the refinement of Tseng, and even the General was somewhat chivalrous when he was around. But along with the lack of manners and treating her like a coffee fetch girl she swore she'd seen him try and make a Mideel Wildcat and a Nibel Wolf mate. That was just sick and wrong, she had two dogs and three cats at her home, and she hated to think what he would do with them.

Some nights she swore she could hear screaming coming from the direction of the lab. It was near the medical center so during the day it was put up to unruly patients, however at night it was scary going in there. Tonight was no different, she set her mop back on the cart and walked towards the lab, a lone light down the hall came from the familiar office.

Sighing she headed inside, "good evening Professor, need anything done?"

"Yes get me a cup of coffee, take out the trash, and Bench #3 has some blood on it. As much fun as watching cross contamination is I have a project I need kept pure." He ordered not looking up from his microscope.

"Yes sir," she forced past her gritted teeth.

Kelly pushed her cart back up the hall to the employee kitchen retrieving the mug reserved for his 12:19 am cup of coffee. Putting the beans in she sighed poring some boiling water out of the special tap. She was tired of him constantly treating her like garbage; it was time to do something about the man. Tseng and Sephiroth had both complained to her about him, it was clear that even the high-ranking officials had a problem with him.

She pored the coffee and walked over to her cart, there had to be something potent in here, she smirked finding the toilet bowl cleaner. Flicking the cap off she put some in the coffee, deciding a nice dose of glass cleaner would compliment it nicely before finally adding in the piece-du-resistance, a nice fat pellet of rat poison. Satisfied her witch's brew of poison was complete she took a wooden stir and mixed it all together.

When the poison pellet dissolved she pushed the cart back down the hall to his office, "I brought your coffee."

"Get back to work," was her only thank you as she set it down.

"Have a good night then Professor," she replied curtly; I know I will, she smirked watching from just outside the door.

He took a sip of the coffee; Kelly counted slowly in her head one, two, three, Hojo stared at the cup for a minute. Had she been found out? Nevertheless she kept counting the seconds until the hot toxin hit his stomach. Four, five, six, seven, eight.

Hojo's body shuddered madly, his eyes tearing over, and he dropped the cup on the floor. The rest of the poison splattered everywhere, as the scientist's body went slack, head falling to the desk. A bit of blood trickling over his lips. She blinked; she'd actually done it. Oh sweet Shiva, they're going to fire me!

Her hand flew to her mouth at the thought when someone put their hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry."

"Mr. Tseng!" Kelly exclaimed seeing the Turk leader.

"They won't fire you, I've been considering doing the old man in myself but never got around to it. Too much paperwork, not enough free time, so thank you Ms. Kelly," he smiled politely.

"Um, you're welcome?" She replied.

"I'd like to see you in my office tomorrow when it's convenient for you, I'd like to talk to you about working for my department. You're knowledge of poisons intrigues me, now if you'll excuse me, I have to prepare for the paperwork." The Turk gave a formal nod before walking away.