Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VII, or the Godfather.

A/N I'm sorry I haven't done any requests in a while, I've been trying to conserve ideas. That and tomorrow is my birthday so I'm planning something slightly bizarre for it. Again my humble apologies. Next week requests are more then welcome. WARNING: Slight Crisis Core Spoilers.

Rufus sighed staring at the note, looking up at the group, and then back at the note, he sighed and began to read out loud. "We have kidnapped Professor Hojo, if you do not pay us 100,000,000 gil in unmarked denominations we will kill our hostage. If you wish to see him again then leave the gil at the abandoned weapons warehouse in the S6 sector. We will bring Hojo there and make the deal at midnight. You have one week to gather the ransom and make your decision." He finished looking up at the collective group, his father was out on one of those medical leave trips to the hot springs leaving Rufus in charge, not that he minded though. "Does anyone want him back?"

Scarlet thought for a moment and clapped her hands, "this means the Weapons Department will get a bigger budget!"

Palmer nodded, "same with the Space Department!"

Heidegger smirked, "those AVALANCHE bastards won't last much longer."

Reeve sighed, "we should use the extra money for housing projects in the slums."

"No we need to increase the Weapons budget!" Scarlet snapped.

Sephiroth and Tseng just looked at each other and raised an eyebrow before looking at Rufus who appeared to have hit his head against the table mouthing something along the lines of, 'I'll take that as a no'. The pair pulled out their phones, Tseng leaving a message with Reno while Sephiroth's second, Angeal, picked up, "Angeal its me."

"General," the SOLDIER greeted watching the group grappling carefully, ignoring an ache in his right shoulder.

"Hojo's been kidnapped, so I won't be attending group drill," he got right to the heart of the matter.

"Would you like them to do anything beyond usual?" Angeal asked.

"Keep them going the whole time." Sephiroth answered, Angeal knew how group drill went; they'd made a good choice electing him Second.

"Yes sir," he hung up looking at the young Second Class, Zack Fair. "Let's try that again."

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A week later the kidnappers stood in the warehouse, midnight having come and gone. "Damn it where are they?!" One shouted.

"There could have been a reason he was so easy to capture," another replied looking at the bound and gagged scientist.

The first one shook his head, "it's hopeless, let's just take him back, they obviously don't want him."

The second one grabbed the scientist and picked him up, the kidnappers made their way over to the entrance of the Shin-Ra building. The one with Hojo threw him down on the stairs and the pair walked away, they knew they should have kidnapped Palmer when they had the chance.

Tseng sighed as he walked towards the building, it had been a long day yesterday and he hadn't had much sleep. That was when he spotted Hojo; he thought the man had been kidnapped, though the fact Shin-Ra didn't come to pay the ransom probably meant he was a useless hostage. The Turk walked carefully around Hojo's back silently until he was inside and pulled out his phone dialing up several of the Turks.

"It's me, listen, Hojo's outside, I want him disappeared." He muttered quickly hanging up.

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A few hours later in the slums some kids were playing ball, one threw it a little too far and it landed in one of the wells. The other ran over to get it and stopped to see a body with feet encased in cement at the bottom of the well. "Hey big brother," he pointed at the body, which looked suspiciously like Professor Hojo, "this guy are sick!"