I already had two chapters written so here's the second one!

Disclaimer (Because I forgot it in the first chapter): I do not own Final Fantasy VII or its characters. I don't even own the game anymore and besides, I would have made it a Boy's Love Game like all the Yaoi fanpeople out there. That and it wouldn't have been so depressing a game.

Chapter Two: Wrong Outfit

"Whoa! I didn't even think it possible for Hojo to be this demented," a youthful voice echoed in the nearly empty room.

"Look at all those scars. Is that an autopsy scar?" a more quiet but still youthful voice asked incredulously.

"Yes." answered simply a voice that Vincent remembered well.

But how? He wondered, as close to frantic as he got. Isn't he supposed to be dead?

"Is he even alive?" asked another voice. This one he recognized as well. Shouldn't he be dead too? Vincent asked himself, calmer now that he realized that they weren't attacking.

"Let me check the vitals monitor."

There was silence except for the footsteps of the One Winged Angel, Sephiroth, walking closer to inspect the monitor near Vincent's feet at the base of the tank.

"He's alive, but appears to be suffering Mako poisoning,"

"Does it say what his name is?" asked the first man, the sound of his shifting around coming to Vincent easily.

"It just calls him Project V."

"It must suck to be dehumanized like that," a new voice mumbled sadly.

"Don't cry, Loz," the voice that had asked if he was alive said while obviously smirking.

"I'm not crying!" Loz replied angrily.

"It does." confirmed Sephiroth, ignoring the bickering youths.

"I still find it hard to believe that you were treated that way long ago too, Seph," the first voice said cheerfully, also ignoring the other two.

"So what are we going to do about him?" asked the one who had mentioned his scars earlier.

Sephiroth seemed to be thinking, as there was total silence. You would have been able to hear a pin drop on carpet, it was so quiet. The room seemed to be waiting for his answer.

"We'll take him with us," Sephiroth finally decided. "That okay with you, Cloud?"

So shocked was he that Vincent opened his eyes to make certain that he had heard correctly. Cloud with Sephiroth and not fighting spelt disaster for the whole world!

Everyone but Cloud and Sephiroth jumped when his glowing red eyes lit up the room.

What he saw was Sephiroth still at the control computer at the base of the tank; Kadaj, Loz, and Yazoo standing behind him staring at Vincent; Cloud had walked up closer to Sephiroth when he had asked him his opinion and was looking a Sephiroth; and a spiky, black haired man Cloud had once described to Vincent: Zackary Fair. All of them but Cloud were dead-men, so how was it that they were all in the same room?

From their conversation just now, they were not the ones who had kidnapped him. How did they find him and what did they intend to do with him?

"I don't see what the problem would be," Cloud answered Sephiroth after some time.

"You don't see the problem! His eyes are glowing red!" Kadaj practically screamed while pointing at Vincent's eyes, causing Sephiroth and Cloud to finally look up.

Vincent looked down at them as they looked up and Vincent realized something he never would have dreamed up. It was worse than any nightmare Vincent has ever had, and Vincent has had some really horrific ones in his life.

This didn't even seem to be his dimension, for Sephiroth's pupils were normal and Cloud was wearing a Second Class SOLDIER's uniform of blue.

The shock was just too much and, as Vincent's head began to throb, his vision grew black and he knew no more.