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Disclaimer: We do not own any characters of Final Fantasy. They are the
property of Square Enix and Sony. We do not make any
money from the writing of this story.

Pairing: Sephiroth/Cloud

W A R N I N G: This is about male
pregnancy (possibly) and male/male relationships. We are letting you know now
what the relationships WILL contain.
So, if you are AGAINST such
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Chapter 34: Information II
A tired sigh escaped the professor. Hojo
knew he should be ecstatic with the fact that his remaining embryos were thriving in and outside of their tanks. The specimens were now
pre-teen, and growing stronger, taller, and
older, by the day. But he was still upset over Valentine�s and
Sephiroth�s miraculous escape.
He thought he had their
confinement all worked out. He had been wrong. He had under estimated Vincent�s
tolerance to the drugs he had been infused with.
That blunder couldn�t be
helped, what was done was done. But it made
him more cautious of the president. Rufus had
starting visiting the lab quite frequently now
since the break-out, asking questions,
poking his nose into business that was of no concern to him.
So Hojo
made sure at all times to keep important notes and data sheets out of sight. He
could not have the young executive
discovering his pet projects, one of which
included keeping a close watch out for that damn boy, Cloud Strife. His spies had turned up empty handed
continuously now for the past two months,
and the buyer he
had lined up for the little blond was getting irritated because of the delay.�
Hojo was
beginning to suspect that the man had his own hidden agenda for Sephiroth�s favorite cadet.
Now with the general gone, more than likely in
company with the boy, Hojo had no way of producing another fetus.
He stared at the three twelve
year olds with interest, watching from the
observation room as they played violently with each other. Forearms were smashed against faces. Fists pounded into
guts, and all the while they smiled and laughed.
Hojo knew that maintenance would have yet another bloody
mess to clean up, if the youngsters
continued with their aggressive play. Luckily, this particular romper room had an all tiled floor
and sterile white walls, so if any blood was spilt, as
had happened on numerous occasions already, then it would be easy to
wipe up with soapy water and liquid sanitizer.
Taking a deep breath, Hojo opened the door and calmly
walked into the room, causing the children
to halt in their fight immediately, frozen statues caught in the process of
raining blows upon one another.
Cat-like green orbs gazed up at him with boredom written across their faces. Each child had the look of a predator, as they followed
his every move across the small gap towards them. Then slowly, as one, they
began to stand and straighten. Hojo forced a smile to his lips, and gave a small cough, an indication to them that he
was about to open up their group session.
�Hello, children, I�ve came to collect
one of you to start your training
with Instructor Heinhart. Kadjah,
I�ll start with you,� he said, pointing to one of the silver haired boys.
At once, two young voices cried
out in distress.
�No, fair! He always gets to go first!�
�Why him? Why not one of us?�
�Because he�s the oldest,� Hojo patiently explained. �Loz, don�t worry. Stop crying.
I�ll start with you next time, as you�re the baby
of the family, alright?� The false smile that Hojo had plastered on his face
was starting to hurt. His cheeks were beginning to ache from the
unnatural position his upturned mouth held.
The youngest of the trio pouted
at the scientist�s words, but was satisfied with the answer. But then he
glared at his other older brother, Yazoo, for snickering at him behind his small hands. As the professor led Kadjah from the room, the fighting between the two left
behind started up again, leaving Hojo silently
wishing that this part of the project was
over with.
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�Target spotted.�
�Roger that. Take
careful aim.�
�You know me,
Commander, I never miss.�
A shot rang out through
the mountain pass, the sound of its discharge
echoing and ricocheting off the narrow rocky walls, as a lone rider on
a sleek black motorcycle sped down the meandering road.
Cloud was making his final
delivery of the day, before heading home to
his daughter, when he felt something sharp jab him in the neck. Lifting a hand to feel at the sting, thinking it only to be a bug
bite, he suddenly realized that the road ahead was blurring.
He blinked hard several times,
but the blue eyes behind the darkened goggles were not getting any clearer. If
anything, Cloud realized that his vision was fading�fast. And his body was
starting to feel like someone had taken a hammer to it and rained blows all
over him.
The powerful machine swerved
side to side erratically as the spiky haired blond attempted to keep his
bike from crashing. But it was not to be. Cloud slumped over the handlebars, causing Fenrir
to skid and crash to its side, pinning him
underneath it.
In a last ditch effort of self protection, Cloud pulled his sword from
the holder at his back and held it aloft weakly,
as four dark figures approached him. It was the
last thing he saw, as he fell back, unconscious.
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Dazed blue eyes opened to a darkened
room. The sun had long since set behind the snowy topped mountains, and
as the cooler air descended upon his skin it
caused his flesh to pimple, chilled.
Alert and on his feet in an
instant, Cloud instinctively reached
for his sword. But it wasn�t there; it was just the teasing empty sheath that lay
across the bedchamber on a chaise lounge.
�Shit,� he muttered under his breath,
looking around for the missing weapon.
�Such foul language, Mr. Strife.�
Cloud whipped around to see� �Rufus?�
The man chuckled at being wrongly
identified as the Shin-Ra president. �No, Mr. Strife. You�re mistaken. Let
me introduce myself. My name is Deusericus. Lazard Deusericus. And I�m in need of your assistance.�
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Several men were gathered
around the mini-fork lift that was, at that very moment,
getting ready to transport the enormous board sword that had been taken. The commander in-charge was
baffled by the sheer
size and weight of the weapon, and even the
second-in-command felt a little intimated by it.
�You know� there is a
saying that goes, �Size
really does matter.�
I think it definitely applies, in this case,� one flaxen haired youth said, absent mindedly fingering one of the waves of the elaborate tattoo he
wore upon his face.
�Shut it, Zell.�
�Blondie has a point though,
Commander,� another Hunter said, a slight
smirk playing about his lips.
The leader of the group cast
his grey eyes towards his friend, the one who had made the comment about size mattering,
wanting so much to remove the tattoo with a dull spoon. �I�ve never seen
anything like this though,� he finally admitted, truly awed. �I mean, how
could such a little guy that like, wield something twice his size?�
The other three Hunters gathered around the unusual weapon.
�Well, shit! That thing�s bigger than my co-�
�Don�t you dare say it, Almasy,� the commander
barked cutting off the taller blonde�s offensive
explicative.
�Why, Squall�.. I take umbrage that you would think
something like that about me!� the second-in-command
replied, feigning to be hurt.
�That�s just it, Seifer, Squall does know you too well,� a fourth male
in the group said smiling, tipping his cowboy hat.
�Bite me, Kinneas. Nobody asked you for your fuckin�
two gils worth,� Seifer
growled back.
�No thanks, Seifer,
I�ll leave the biting to Squall,� Irvine said polishing the barrel of his shotgun.
�Knock it off, you two,�
Squall cut in quickly, heading off the
show-down with his subordinates. �We need to
have the techs do a complete analysis of the components.
That�s one thing we all agree on, at any rate. Let�s go and meet with Rinoa and Quis.�
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Cloud stared at the aristocrat
with a look of disbelief on his face. Had the older man lost his mind? Surely he didn�t just say what Cloud thought he said? It had to be a
mistake.
�I�m sorry, could you repeat that?� he
asked, puzzled. �I don�t think I heard you properly.�
�No, Mr. Strife, you heard me quite
correctly,� Lazard
replied calmly. �But I�ll say it again for you, anyway. I need for you to bear me a child.�
oOo TBC oOo
A/N: I know it�s short but I did that for a reason. Does anyone know what this is leading up too? Don�t know?
Stay tuned for the next chapter.
ArchNemesis & Mitts
oOoOo Teaser for Chapter 35 oOoOo
�Vincent?�
Red eyes widened in
surprise at the call of his name. The ex-Turk turned.
�Yes?�
�Someone�s knocking the door,� the girl whispered.
�That would be Zack, but wait here with Sephiroth just in
case.�
Un-holstering Cerberus, Vincent went to receive their visitor.
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