Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy, I wish I did but I don't.

A/N I'm sorry about all of the Crisis Core spoilers lately. I apologize if putting some in there has driven people away… I really do. Anyway after a little idea from little dog and a replay through the original with a hint of Monty Python, a warm round of applause for Aerith Gainsborough!

Hojo walked across the bridge between the plates carefully, it was an extrememly windy day and even steel and concrete bridges swayed in them. He had a horrible inner ear and he could feel the bridge moving with every step he took, it was part of the reason his lab was underground. On bad days the whole Shin-Ra building swayed violently and made the scientist sick to his stomach.

He staggered over to the handrail clutching it, his feet still drunkenly dancing to keep him standing upright betrayed him. One foot hooked behind his calf and he slid over the rail. During the course of his free fall for fifty meters he wondered something aloud, "I've been falling for a really long time. In theory I should have hit…" he started before hitting the ground.

Despite the fall he'd been slowed down by the roof of a small church and he landed on a bed of flowers. Sitting up he realized that a very soft Choco Bush had broken his fall to where he hadn't broken any bones. The soft and springy texture of the shrub must have cushioned his impact. Sliding off of it he found himself in a bed of yellow and white flowers, he touched one watching it almost wilt under his fingers.

"Excuse me but what do you think you are doing?!" A young female voice shouted.

"Oh why hello there little Aerith," he sneered at her feeling his body start to itch.

"It's you!" She exclaimed, "Professor Hojo!"

"Correct," he replied starting to scratch, he just realized he was having an allergic reaction. "Now be a dear and get me some medication. I seem to be allergic to these, interesting, flowers."

She considered him for a minute, this was the man who had had her father murdered, her mother captured. There was no way she would help him, "hmm… alright but first you have to do something for me."

"Fine," he stated starting to scratch more violently. "What do you want?"

"I want, a shrubbery, since you ruined the flowers you need to fix up a new one," she folded her arms glaring at him. "If you do that then I may consider giving you some medicine."

He nodded feeling sicker by the moment, his head felt watered down, his throat fell like it was swelling shut, and his body felt shaky. "Just give me the medicine!" He lunged for her, she leaped back pulling out her retractable staff slamming it into his head.

He fell to the ground feeling sicker, she scooped him up and spun around a few times flinging him out through the front door. He hit a pile of pipes and sent the stack toppling onto himself. There was a small trickle of blood running out through the mess of metal, the ringing of the crash reverberating everywhere.

Aerith watched for a moment before starting to fix the flowers, Hojo had killed the Choco Bush, along with the rest of that shrubbery. Sighing she started digging up the plants before burying them hoping their spirits would be at peace.