CHAPTER ONE
I looked up from the holding cell of mine inside this disgusting laboratory when I heard sounds of struggling. Wait… what…?! Angeal and Genesis were beginning to foam at the mouth! I could see it from here! I screamed, "THEY'RE DYING! SAVE THEM!" I banged on the glass that sealed me from getting to my friends as I continued screaming and screaming. I heard the erratic beeping of the heart monitor suddenly go flat and my own heart felt like it stopped… "YOU MONSTERS! YOU KILLED THEM! YOU'VE KILLED PEOPLE! YOU'RE MURDERES! MURDERERS!" My friends! The only people I've ever cared about! The people I considered the loves of my life! MY ONLY HAPPINESS IN THIS HELL HAD JUST BEEN TAKEN FROM ME! I fell to my knees as I sobbed. I couldn't get to them… I couldn't save them…
"Cease your disgusting crying. Sedate him!" Hojo yelled as he banged on the glass to get my attention. I couldn't even think of words. Suddenly gas filled the cage I was in and I felt myself pass out. I was going to kill him just like he did my friends. On Angeal and Genesis' lives, I would get revenge for them.
My eyes vaguely opened as I was in a wheelchair? Something… I was moving, but not with my legs… There was heat around me… I caught Genesis' red hair and my heart sank… They were getting disposed of like trash?! I wanted to scream, but I was so woozy… everything was blurry, but I knew what I was seeing… My friends getting put into the incinerator like trash.
"Uuughhh…" I tried to scream, but I couldn't… I was too weak. Every single fucking person who was in that room was going to die. Every single fucking person who was here right now was going to die. I have a sword… I'm a war hero… I can kill them. And I would. I'll avenge you two.
I must have passed out after seeing all that because now I was in my bed in my cell. I looked at the time. One in the afternoon. Those fuckers would be there. All of them… I got myself out of bed and grabbed my masamune. I opened the door which someone forgot to lock. They must not have thought about how I might wake up. I thought I might need to use brute strength. I guess I can save that energy now. I entered the lab with the look of intent in my eyes and my sword.
"There's no need for that. Since you're finally awake now, drop it and come here," Hojo told me and but I did not obey. Was he seriously oblivious to my fury? It checks, but I'm just surprised. I didn't believe I looked sane right now. It's like he knew he should be slaughtered.
"You killed my friends. You and Hollander murdered my friends!" I shouted. I felt unhinged for the one of the first times in my life. I was known as the docile one, the one who took orders and never strayed from the path these scientists desired. Not now. Not after Genesis and Angeal died by their blood stained, pathetic hands. "Then you threw them away like trash… You're heartless and vile and evil!"
"They were ill fitted. Stop fooling around, Sephiroth," Hojo dared to say to me. Ill fitted for what?! To live when we got injected with poison every fucking day?! I wish I could've died for them!
"You're ill fitted to live!" I screamed and stabbed Hojo in the heart and flung him off into some other scientist. I decapitated Hollander as he barged through the door before he escaped and tossed surgery knifes at other nurses who watched my friends die. I burned their faces into my memories so I wouldn't let a single fucking one get away. None of them deserved to live. There was screaming and chaos all around me. I took a scapple and went to Hojo's body and stabbed his chest as I screamed for my friends; "YOU PIECE OF SHIT! I'LL NEVER GET THEM BACK! EVER! THEY WERE THE ONLY THING THAT KEPT ME HAPPY IN THIS FUCKING HELLHOLE!" My violence turned to Hollander and I stabbed him just as brutally, declaring, "YOU'RE NO FUCKING BETTER! I HATE YOU! I HATE BOTH OF YOU!" My blood was boiling so furiously as I felt something hit my side. Did I die, too? The last thing I saw was what looked like a swat team. They were coming to detain me… Everything went black after that.
I woke, so I wasn't dead… Damn it… If I had died, I could've been with Angeal and Genesis… I was laying down… and in some kind of a cell… Jail? Prison? Pfft… Good… I'll let everyone know who the other murderers were.
I was approached by someone who banged on the cell doors to get my attention. Though, I still had my head turned. All that was in my head were the lifeless faces of my friends… I plotted those scientiest's demises with a few moments when I finally got my senses back and wasn't drugged to Hell.
The man informed me, "You were tranquilized, Sephiroth. You're to be obtained here until your court date." I knew this man's voice. I looked up after he said what he said and it was Director Lazard of the SOLDIER program. He was innocent enough, I guess. I was well aware that not every SOLDIER got the treatment my friends and I did. We were special and Hojo brought other "special" people to participate in his sick experiments, but not enough for everyone in different departments to know what was going on.
"That's fine. I'll plead guilty because I am. I'll cooperate because I'm glad those fuckers are dead," I told Director Lazard, who sighed heavily. He told me, sounded defeated, "You were a good man, Sephiroth. You were a hero." I rolled my eyes. I insisted, "I never cared about the fame that that title got me because behind closed doors, all I ever got was suffering. That's all me and my friends ever got." I started feeling my emotions hit me harder and I got off the bed, insisting, "I loved them. I loved both of them so much and I had to WATCH as Hollander and Hojo murdered my friends! And the others just stood and watched! How is that supposed to make me feel?! How was I supposed to live with myself if I didn't do something."
"Tell the police, Sephiroth," Lazard tried to tell me, but I slammed my fist on the bars, yelling, "FUCK the police! The police work for Shinra and they were probably under some oath to not do a damn fucking thing." Lazard backed up and claimed, "You're terrifying when you're angry. Get some rest. I am sorry for your loss, but… I don't believe you handled this correctly." No one would think I handled the situation correctly. I gave my friends revenge because I knew that's what they want… maybe even Angeal would want that to some degree. Tears dipped down my cheeks as I went back to the bed. Everything was awful and fucked up. I sat and sobbed into the pillow. The imagines I saw of my friends' lifeless bodies being killed and then burned; I would NEVER forget them. Not a single fucking person on Gaia could convince me that I did something more hideous and gruesome than what they did to us for years.
In court, when asked why I did it, I was very formal and certain when I informed, "Professors Hollander and Hojo murdered my only solace in that pit of Hell the public calls Shinra. But the crimes that were committed behind those walls are just as brutal as what I did to them. I proudly plead guilty to killing them. I killed Hollander and Hojo because they killed my only friends. The others who I murdered were just as guilty for never stopping their heinous crimes against, not only us, but so many other innocent people." Apparently, that got me two life sentences in prison without the opportunity for parole. Good. I didn't give a fuck. I did what I did and I was proud of what I did. I saved more lives than I killed and that's what matters to me. Before I got trapped in prison for the rest of my days, I asked the judge, "One thing. Before I'm put away. Can I have a photo taken off my phone and printed out? Just one of myself, Angeal Hewley, and Genesis Rhapsodos? I'd like to keep that with me." My request was thankfully accepted and once I had my photo, I was dragged away to what I could only assume was going to be more Hell for me. Only this time, I was alone. At least, I wasn't forced to shave my head… My friends' ghosts would surely laugh at me if I was bald. I could imagine Genesis dying of laughter on the floor. I just hope they were proud of me for avenging their deaths…
A part of me hoped that with this photo, they'd somehow come with me, too. It was a fat chance, but I suppose it was one… At the very least, I'd always be able to look at our smiling faces.
The large prison was in the middle of fucking nowhere on the other convenient. During my transport, there were stops at other places for other criminals being brought over. I wondered what they were in for, but I didn't give enough of a shit to ask. I just wanted this to be a quiet ride where I could live a quiet life… The warden in the bus kept everyone else who dared talk silent, at least. Thank fuck. I had no desire to get to know anyone.
I got my number and cell and I collapsed in my new bed, my new rock hard bed. I sighed and curled up. This was my life now… I should be more upset by it, but I just went from being locked up one place to another. What was the difference? I didn't see any… I got justice for my friends, at least. I took out the photo of us from my pocket and smiled. I whispered, "I love you two… I'm sorry I couldn't save you." I felt tears begin to fall and I just let myself cry. My life sucked and I had no comfort… only this lonely, cold picture. I wish my life was so much different than it was… Maybe we could've all dated and lived a happy life together. I missed them so much…