Give Me Someone to believe In

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The elevator doors slide open as First Class SOLDIER General Sephiroth steps out of them leaving for his office, the new recruits were going to be arriving in three days, and he had just received the information for all the soon to be Cadets. He had two hundred thirty recruits, and he had to look over them all and assign them to their classes, their performance in training will determine their teachers, and he was assigned to do this God forsaken job, certainly, the teachers could decide this amongst themselves.

Sitting down at his desk, the General begins to sift through the pages, Alban, Lenny, passed sixty miles in thirteen hours. Average, Sephiroth thinks to himself, his teacher will be Second Class SOLDIER Ryans, Steven. Forrest, Henry, passed sixty miles in nineteen hours. Fatty, Sephiroth smirks, he will have First Class SOLDIER Holmberg, George. If he survives George he deserves to be a SOLDIER.

Finishing the papers of his first training camp, Sephiroth hears a knock at his door. Who is it this time, Sephiroth asks himself annoyed he never liked to be bothered while working. “Enter” he calls out gruffly, a man he wasn’t used to seeing walks in to his office, Professor Hojo, he was probably interested in a couple recruits, which he could experiment on.

“You probably know what I’m here for, so I will get to the point,” he says quickly, he looked uninterested and bored, “I am curious about a few recruits. Hmm, let me see here I have their names somewhere,” he says looking through his folder of papers. Sephiroth himself, was one of the recruits, Hojo was “curious” about, in the end, however, he became SOLDIER’s number one General, most weren’t so fortunate.

“Ah! Here it is” Hojo says with his usual, bored voice, very little excited him, “Kadaj, hmm, he doesn’t seem to have a last name…”

“His mother,” Sephiroth begins, “Took him to an orphanage due to her illness, it seems all of their background was lost. Any proof of her existing was lost, for all it mattered; he came out of no where.” Sephiroth shrugged, he really didn’t care, but Hojo always liked receiving information on future experiments.

The Professor nodded, “The other two recruits, oddly, have the same misfortune, Loz, and Yazoo are their names. If you could just…”

“That last one,” Sephiroth interrupts, “Didn’t make it through the training; he had lost to a Zack Fahlen, Fahlen of course making it through the basic training.”

Squinting at Sephiroth, Professor Hojo adjusts his glasses, “Then send him to my research lab.” As the Professor leaves Sephiroth’s office, the General let’s out a small sigh, very few people are able to give him shivers; Professor Hojo was one of them.

Glancing back down at his papers he picks up the reports of a recruit who is showing signs of a great SOLDIER maybe one of the greatest SOLDIER’s to live, Cloud Strife. Hojo should have chosen him as a science experiment, but why didn’t he? Maybe he has an affiliation somehow, with Kadaj, Loz, and Yazoo, but how? There was much more research Sephiroth has left to do, and assigning recruits to teachers, didn’t even touch it.

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“Professor Gast, please report to me on how your tests went on the Ancient.” Professor Hojo says through the intercom. Yazoo not passing was a small surprise, but it was the last thing on his mind, this Zack Fahlen specimen, might prove to be more useful on his new works of experiments, but the main task is to figure out where the Promised Land is, and only the ancient, the last living Cetra, can tell him.

The sliding doors open to see a tall man with the same white scientist coat, and glasses as Hojo, this man was every bit as ambitious as Hojo, if only, less… adventurous with his experiments. “The Ancient has so far, been going as we planned, even though she doesn’t admit it, she has been receiving the dreams….”

Hojo stopped listening to him, it was all according to plan, this will be one experiment that would not, rather, could not, fail. “I think I should run some tests on her. Gast, could you bring it here.” It wasn’t a question. Grabbing a shot full of hydrochloric, he sets it on a tray full of many other sharp utensils he was going to use on the Ancient. He was going to find out about the dreams, and of the Promised Land, soon.

He looks at the sliding doors hearing them open, he stares at the Ancient walking in, many would think her a normal female girl, however, she wasn’t human in anyway, and he knew the difference, her blood.

He smiles at her, “Please come in, all I will do is ask a couple questions, and depending on how you answer them will determine if you leave quickly or after a few hours. Please, sit down.” She only shook her head sending quick glances at the door.

He was going to have fun today after all, smiling even wider he says, “Well, then there’s no chance of you having any peculiar dreams? No, well, please have a seat then, I insist.” A guard walks in grabbing her and strapping her down on the cold metal chair, she was still very young, and easily overpowered.

Without thought, he grabs his shot with the very long syringe and sticks it in her stomach forcing a small amount of the acid in her. She was going to feel it all, he will be sure of that, hearing her scream in outright terror, she writhes with the needle in her, doing more damage to herself then she could understand. Sighing, he takes it out of her, “You don’t think I will let you die, do you?” Her face was covered in sweat, and she already exerted most of her energy, she was spent and more vulnerable to his demented tests then she was before the shot. It worked fast putting her in a zombie like state. He was going to have lots of fun, “At this point, I want you to know you had only one chance and you blew it, now I don’t care what you say, I’m going to finish my experiments, because now I can’t be sure if you are telling the truth or not.” She could only stare and scream at him, her eyes wide with terror. Hojo smirks seeing Professor Gast leave, his “morals” told him to leave. For the beauty of science, he could give up his “morals.” Also the idea of living eternally helped him throw away an idea of being “moral.”
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“Barrett Wallace,” Reeve says slowly to the large man, “We are going to need you to switch shifts, resistance is becoming much more frequent, and we need you and your men to help the resistance, “come to their senses.” Moreover, you working mornings isn’t putting you at your fullest capabilities, the people who we are switching you with aren’t as skilled and intimidating as you and your squad are. I hope you don’t object to this?” The large black man was startled at seeing Reeve, he didn’t see his boss too often, head of securities and leader of the Turks, he was also, you can say, one of the bodyguards of President Shinra.

“Of course boss, you can count on me, those resistin’ bastards won’t be thinkin’ of crossin’ arms with Shinra again.” He says clamping his right hand to his left breast. He was waiting for this moment, he wasn’t expecting this promotion so soon, but the guys will be more then thrilled to hear it, their plan was working perfectly. He wished that Reeve had waited a little longer before giving him the promotion, allowing the resisters to do a little more damage, but it still worked out, he would have to let them know that they needed to stop fighting, he wouldn’t have to kill a single one. He turned seeing his boss leave the hall and continued on his patrols.
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Reeve was glad that he had one person who was loyal and true to his word, he had no doubt that Barrett would end the resistance, with little bloodshed, it seemed to be his specialty, even though the man lacked the ability to speak right, he still seemed to have a way with diplomacy.

Reeve shrugged, he had more important matters at hand, his first was addressing Sephiroth about the recruits he was going to help him with them, he knew the man hated the job, and how stressful it was. Next he had to talk to Reno, he had put Reno in charge of bringing in recruits from the city. Reno showed much leader like qualities of a Turk, if only he had more control on his anger, but that could easily be dealt with.

Knocking on the door to Sephiroth’s room, he hears an annoyed “Enter” through the other side. Walking into the office, he watches the General stand up and salute him, “More papers, Sir?” he asks respectfully trying to hide his frustration, he was good at hiding his emotions, but Reeve was the best at seeing them, from anyone, he didn’t let it bother him when people expressed such emotions, it was only natural.

“No, you may sit back down, I understand you are taking care of the recruits again, if you would like, I could take half of what you have left and finish them up?” He had got along with Sephiroth more then most of the people in Shinra Headquarters; it was a small favor for a... friend.

The general nodded, he looked a bit hesitant, but Sephiroth had grabbed a sheet of a recruit that was set aside, “Take a look at this one, Cloud Strife.” He looked slowly over the form of the new recruit, it was indeed note worthy, Hojo must be interested in this one, probably will kill the young man in the end, a true waste.

“Did Hojo come by, asking about the new recruits?” It was normal for him to take a select few to experiment on, as much as his hearts content. The general nodded a look of consternation on his face.

“He is plotting something, he didn’t ask for this one, probably doesn’t know he exists, instead he asked for three, and one of them didn’t even make it, why would he do that? I think he has a connection with them. Could you look into it, and not tell anyone about it?” It was very uncharacteristic of Sephiroth to ask for a favor, especially as something that borders the line of treason. It was law for the people who worked with Shinra to stay out of Professor Hojo’s business, no, it was treason! They still both had the same distaste for the man and wanted him out, even if the President had the same goals as the man. Hojo was sick and twisted in the head, who only deserved what he did to his experiments.

“I will look into it.” Reeve walks out of the room with half of the recruits and the three Sephiroth had said Hojo showed interest in. Next stop, Reno.
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“Want to make something of it?” The young redheaded Turk shouts, as his new prospect comments on his height, he had never been tall, but for someone to comment on it, meant death. He could be getting smashed with Rude, but the boss had to make him work, it’s been like this for the past two months! When was the boss going to let him head in. He has found thirty-two possible recruits and now he has found another, and this one has been nothing but a pain in the ass! He will not recruit another day after this, no matter what Reeve says! Oh did he have a word to give him!

He turns to face the kid with long white hair, he was so strange, but it didn’t matter, if only he had kept his mouth shut, Reno would have passed him up. Was the punk kid was smirking at him!? Oh, he was going to teach him a lesson. With one fluid motion, he pulls out his EMR and jumps at the punk, bringing down his electric rod towards his head, though all he got was air. I missed! He exclaims to himself, it has been too long since he got to have this type of fun.

Not waiting an instant, he swings his arm holding the EMR and connects to the kids face, with a very audible ‘crack’ the sound of metal, flesh, and electricity all at once. The kid didn’t stand a chance against it as he falls limp, maybe he didn’t get to have the fun he wanted. Picking up the unconscious kid over one of his shoulders, he heads for the headquarters to make sure the punk doesn’t try to leave town before the training started.

Dropping the kid on the floor next to the bed, Reno leaves the kid in one of the dorm rooms, the guards will make sure he doesn’t leave the area then; it was upon his orders that who ever he brought to the dorm rooms stayed in the training area.

It had been a very long day for the redhead and he was ready to get smashed, the best part of the day. His thoughts of the alcohol were soon forgotten as he saw Reeve approaching him down the hall, Dear God, what does he want? Reno asks himself. “Sir!’ he says while saluting him, trying to keep his composure intact.

He watched his boss, who could easily see him struggling to keep calm, a;; Reno could do was wait for Reeve to order him to work overtime, or receive some sort of lecture, about him doing a horrible job, or not putting in his full effort. He feels a bead of sweat slowly roll down the side of his cheek, he was very nervous.

Reeve only looked at him sternly showing no emotion, “We have some things to talk about, most of it has to do with your job recruiting and your effort.” He knew it, Reeve was always hard on him, it seemed. “Please follow me to my office.” Reno started to breathe again finally away from the eyes that seemed to know his every thought. He followed in line behind Reeve looking at his heels. He knew that if he had much more of these talks he may end up fired and jobless, and he couldn’t afford that, this day was just getting better by the moment. Bye bye booze, he thinks to himself helplessly.

Taking a seat in one of the chairs in front of the desk full of papers, he tries to distract himself from looking at Reeve, fiddling with his zipper, on his black jacket. “So!” reeve says loudly startling Reno, tell me about some of the new recruits you found for SOLDIER.” Reno looked at his boss, this time Reno saw it, Reeve was truly enjoying this! Oh, but Reno is not about to be a victim to one of his mind games. He will go along with it for now, though.

Careful not to reveal his newfound information he slowly starts to describe some of his best finds, not bothering to tell how he made them join. He told of his most recent, except about the little fight, and, making him lose consciousness.

An hour had passed when he had finished talking about the recruits. He waited patiently as Reeve seemed to be considering him. Reno shifted in his seat waiting for Reeve to respond, he always took his time when deciding to talk, much like in a game of chess. Reno looked at Reeve one last time, but to his surprise his boss was smiling, “You did well, Reno, far better then I imagined. I am impressed, thirty-three counting today; I think we have more then enough from you. You may have a couple vacation days; I know how stressful that job is. Here is a certificate to express my satisfaction. You are free to leave.”

Reno was shocked; he almost didn’t hear Reeve offer him the piece of paper, “Thank you, Sir.” He grabbed the paper, saluted and left for the door. “One more thing Reno, you have most certainly made my day today,” Reeve started laughing as Reno left his office. He was definitely getting smashed today, and the next day, and the next day, wait for Rude to hear about this!

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“Hey Cloud, wake up,” The blond slowly opened one eye, while he was stirred out of his sleep,

“Ahah! I told you I was going to wake up before you!” Zack exclaims triumphantly. Cloud only stared at him blankly, he really couldn’t care less, Zack seemed to turn everything into a game.

“Better get ready, we have a long couple of days ahead of us ya know, we are leaving for Midgar soon. You know, at first I was shocked about only fifteen people making it through the twelve week program, but, I overheard one of the other guys who made it say, there were over twenty different camps like this around the world, so it will add up.” Cloud nodded at him as he was slowly waking up, he still didn’t care.

Jumping off his bed Cloud grabs a pair of his clothes and throws them on, “Let’s go grab something to eat.” He was in a little better mood, since basic camp was finally over. Zack only gave him a lopsided grin. They were the only ones up in the mess hall, excluding the cooks, food was just finished and everything was fresh, it was going to be a good day.

“Hey Cloud!” Zack says enthusiastically, unless, of course, Zack had something to say about it.

“Want to go practice some forms, to kill some time? We haven’t gotten to practice on each other yet, it might be fun, to spar with no rules? After we eat, of course”

Sparring was the last thing Cloud wanted to do, “I think we should just relax to save our energy for the journey to Midgar, we are going to be doing some intense training there, I think.” Zack nodded in agreement, but still looked a little disappointed.

Grabbing their trays Cloud and Zack walked along the food line grabbing a little bit of everything. It was obviously a congratulations meal, and Cloud was more then happy to eat it.

“So Cloud,” Zack says as they settle in on a bench, “What’s wrong?” Zack still had his dumb grin plastered to his face. Cloud shook his head; he had no response to the kid.

Taking a bite out of his apple Cloud finally asks, “Any idea, on what’s ahead of us, ya know, training at Shinra Headquarters?” Zack shook his head. It was as big a mystery to Cloud as it was to Zack. It sent butterflies to his stomach; no one knew what type of training that they were going to do. The only thing he could do was wait and find out.

Jumping off his bed not wanting to talk, Cloud grabs a pair of his clothes from his drawer and leaves to take a shower, it was the only day at camp, they won’t have to wear their training clothes, and he was going to take full advantage of it.

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Well there is my chapter, I know, I'm not dead, and this is in fact real, a real update, and you all probably forgot about this. Well if you hadn't, I sure did. :D Physics is making me busy along with many other things, so my next update will probably be just as bad, I would like to make this chapter longer, but I decided not to, oh well, sucks for you guys, who are reading this, you may have to wait for a long time. :(

Here are some questions that I will try to answer in later chaps, what the heck Hojo? What the heck Barrett? What the heck Reno? And Reeve? What is he up to? What the heck will unfold in the future? Those will be questions I will try to answer in later chapters :P I hope you enjoyed it, will this chapter is dedicated to Gackt, an awesome singer, believe it or not, I'm entirely straight!