Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VII, and I apologize if the concept of voodoo offends anyone.
A/N Hi everybody! I'm sorry, I meant to post yesterday and I spent about seven hours trying to do it. I feel really bad about it... because it's Vincent Valentine's birthday! So today is an extra special Hojo killing! So welcome back Mr. Valentine and I wish you a very happy birthday! Method for this one is courtesy of my best friend Jen. And I will post again later today to make up for it! Sorry!
Vincent looked up at Yuffie surprised by the whole thing; she was holding a small doll that looked suspiciously like Hojo. "Here ya go Vince!"
He took the doll studying it skeptically, she noticed this, "it's a voodoo doll. It's supposed to be sorta like a Manipulate spell. You can control the person's actions, I heard that you can even kill them."
Vincent looked at the ninja for a minute cocking an eyebrow, "thanks, Yuffie."
He stood up and walked back to his room on the Highwind. Well it would be amusing if it did work, he started musing over what he could do. He opened the door and sat down on the bed, still studying the doll skeptically, he had always hated the man, it wasn't until recently he'd considered killing the scientist. Sighing he wondered if it would work, either way it would be amusing to deconstruct the doll systematically.
The gunman held the doll in his right hand while sticking his left pointer finger into the thigh of the doll. He imagined Hojo suddenly falling down the stairs clutching his leg squealing like a pig. He withdrew his finger and stabbed the other thigh, even if it was just some myth that this sort of magic worked it was excellent stress relief. He stabbed again in the worst place imaginable that would ensure Hojo was suffering profoundly if he got kicked there.
Continuing on with his deconstruction project, Vincent stabbed Hojo along the upper body's system of pressure points. Starting at the top of the head he pressed down with his thumb before pinching where the eyes would be, he continued down to below the nose and under the jaw, along the throat and finishing off under the collar bone. He sighed, as much fun as this was he was getting a little worn out. One last stab of the pointer finger through Hojo's heart and he put the doll in the materia pouch on his belt. Standing up he wandered out to the deck of the Highwind and enjoyed the evening wind on his face.
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Hojo looked around his office; he'd just spent the last half an hour suffering from unexplained stabbing sensations all over his body. He screamed clutching his heart, now the stabbing had stopped however his heart was skyrocketing into cardiac arrest. He rolled under his desk kicking the chair and squirming around before he finally died of a heart attack.
The coronary report put it up to a stress-induced heart attack from working too hard trying to hunt down Sephiroth.
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Vincent read the news article in the paper the next day; he pulled out the mutilated doll glaring at it curiously. Had it really worked? He shrugged putting up to coincidence but it was a nice coincidence nonetheless.
A/N I know I don't condone Yuffietine however she was the only one I could think off for the doll.
