To Breed an Army | By : Vidori Category: Final Fantasy VII > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 1327 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Author Notes: Prepare for information overload! Hojo's plans are pretty much revealed in this chapter. Warnings: Rufus is a dick. Lol! Enjoy and rate/review if you'd like!
It is the nature of man to have secrets. It is also the nature of man to bring to light the secrets of others." - Personal quote
Rufus slammed the door of the conference room open as he stalked inside. He ignored the others as they rose to attention and to greet him and plopped down in his designated seat at the head of the table. Tseng sat a couple chairs down and absently tapped a blue folder in front of him. The President noted Sephiroth and Zack exchanging a look and he scowled. He’d not slept well after his night’s entertainment and now he just wanted to get the damn meeting over with and fudge off for a nap, or a drink. A stiff one, preferably. He didn’t want to sit here watching his General and his Lieutenant make googly eyes at each other.
“Tell me what you found, Tseng,” he growled out as he leaned back in his chair. The Turk studied him for a moment before opening the folder before him.
“We discovered an interesting test tube containing Mako residues. We had the other lab take a look at it and it seems to have been mixed with another chemical that may have reacted badly with each other, causing the explosion.
Tseng handed out copies of the notes and waited while the other three men looked them over.“The other chemical was a… pheromone?” Zack asked. “Why would that have caused the explosion?”
“The pheromone, itself, is comprised of a volatile chemical makeup,” Tseng replied. “It may have simply destabilized and went from there.”
Sephiroth tapped a finger against the notes. “Chemical makeup? So Hojo took the pheromone from someone?”
Rufus glanced up as Tseng pushed away from the table and went to turn on a projector screen. He took up a remote and clicked. The picture of a woman appeared with data scrolling down along the right.
“This is a file Elena discovered earlier. First Class Cloud Strife and his team of 2nds were thought to have pulled them all out of the remains of the lab, but Elena and Reno went down this morning and went through everything again. The file was located in a pull-away in a filing cabinet.
“What does she have to do with this? We’re well aware of Hojo’s less-than-exemplary experiments,” Sephiroth frowned, scanning the notes in front of him once more. Zack squinted as he leaned towards the screen.
“She’s the pheromone,” Zack observed and Rufus leaned forward at that, too. Tseng nodded and zoomed in on the data.
“According to Hojo’s notes, he… apprehended this woman a little over four years ago. He cites that he’d been through quite a few before he discovered this one and was quite delighted that after rigorous testing compiled over years, her pheromone seemed to finally be cohesive with the Mako. He states several times that ‘now her skin glows with the Lifestream with each injection, soon she will bear forth from it.’”
Zack rubbed his eyes and saw that Sephiroth was frowning again. The silver-haired general would have to watch that or he’d get wrinkles. Tseng arched a brow as the dark-haired SOLDIER gestured towards the screen.
“What did he mean by that?” Zack wondered.
“As you read further through the notes, Hojo’s scribbles explain that he had succeeded in all of her capabilities at Mako reproduction testings. To put it simply, Hojo created her-”
“To breed an army,” Rufus finished for his head Turk as realization dawned on him. “But why didn’t anyone know about this? Hojo usually crowed about his achievements.”
“Hojo was always aspiring to greater things. No doubt he planned on using this achievement to stage a coup of some sort,” Sephiroth observed tonelessly. Zack would have reached a hand out to him if they were alone. Instead, he sighed and raked it through his hair.
“So Hojo planned on using this girl to make Mako-babies?” Zack thought the idea ridiculous and it showed in his voice. “How was he going to manage that without anyone knowing? I mean, he couldn‘t just force her to sleep with people or the other way around…”
“A side-effect of the treatment is that the subject’s pheromone now holds a special transmitter. It’s targeted specifically for SOLDIERs enhanced with Mako. According to the notes, they’re the only ones that would notice it,” Tseng supplied.
“Notice what? Like a scent?” Sephiroth queried.
“It’s not really explained, but as a pheromone, one can assume,” the Turk shrugged.
“Does it explain how it works?”
Rufus asked and Tseng scrolled through the data some more.“Here. Hojo states the effects should be like a drug to a Mako-enchanced SOLDIER, not really explaining the reasoning. I would assume that it drives the SOLDIER over the edge to be near her and thus they’d copulate and by his notes, it would be a ninety-five percent chance that reproduction occurred. Once she conceived, the transmitter would mute itself until after the birth.”
“Does that also explain why nobody knew about her? Hojo didn’t want the off-chance of her running into a SOLDIER before everything was completed?”
The President wondered.“There was one other person who knew about the girl, one that wouldn‘t be affected by the pheromone,” Tseng said and he hesitated. Rufus raised his brows.
“There isn’t a name, but the word Turk is mentioned several times throughout the notes. Apparently, he commandeered one of my Turks to escort the woman from her home to the lab and then back again. Again, most likely because we are not subjected to Mako treatments as SOLDIERs are.” Silence reined after Tseng revealed that bit of information and then Zack let out a low whistle. Rufus palmed the table, fingers stroking the polished surface absently.
“He… commandeered one of your Turks?” Rufus arched one brow slowly.
“Yes, sir.”
“Have you figured out which one, Tseng?” The President asked and Tseng shook his head.
“I had just finished reviewing the file before the meeting started,” he explained. “Many of my lower-levels are out on patrols in the sectors.”
Rufus contemplated this, eyes moving about the room as he thought. Sephiroth looked like a blank canvas. He was probably reliving everything Hojo had done to him as he reviewed the lab’s notes. Zack still looked slightly confused. Rufus heaved a silent sigh and sat straight in his seat.“I’m disappointed in you, Tseng, to have something like this going on beneath you with no clue. You are in your position for a reason. Please don’t make me reconsider. Now, we will discover which one and figure this damn thing out,” the President scowled, then demanded; “Bring me the Turks, Lieutenant.”
Zack shot Tseng an apologetic glance and nodded as he was addressed, moving to leave the table, but stopped as Rufus hummed a little under his breath.
On second thought,” Rufus started mildly, “Tseng, you will be able to locate the girl?”
“Her whereabouts are briefly mentioned, yes,” the Turk assured the President and the blond nodded in satisfaction as he came to a decision. Sephiroth leaned back in his seat as he observed the thoughts he could plainly see flitting across Rufus’ face. He had an idea of where this was going and he was pretty sure Zack had figured it out, too. He glanced at his Lieutenant. Zack was tapping a pen against his stack of notes with an expression of mild interest.
Then again, perhaps not, Sephiroth mused.
“Then I’m entrusting the task to you, and you alone. Speak of it to no one outside of this room, especially your subordinates,” Rufus rose and smoothed his suit jacket down as he headed for the door. “We will reconvene when you return. Oh, General and Lieutenant Fair… Keep an eye on the other Turks, will you?”
Sephiroth and Zack collected their notes as Tseng set the remote down and stepped away from the screen with a frown.
“Sir?”
“Ground your subordinates and bring me the girl, Tseng,” Rufus expanded with an exasperated tone and disappeared through the door and around the corner. Zack shot the Turk an unsteady glance. He rubbed the back of his neck as Sephiroth paused at the door.
“I guess Rufus might be right about this one. Out of the three of us, you’re the only one we can trust with this, seeing as how Seph and I have Mako,” he pointed out to his friend, then followed the silver-haired General out.
Tseng was left alone at the table, hands fisted at his side. It was the only sign that he had an idea of how Rufus planned to expose the Turk who had been helping Hojo. Reveal the girl and watch the reactions of his subordinates. Tseng didn’t need the theatrics, though, because he already knew who it was and he was severely disappointed. He wasn’t their leader for nothing, after all, and Rude’s absences from work had just received one hell of a doctor’s note.
~~~
Tseng walked silently into his office and didn’t acknowledge the three faces that turned at his entrance. He strode straight to his desk and started holstering his guns as he checked them. He did this in silence until Reno couldn’t take it anymore.
“So? How’d it go?” The redhead bounced his knee with restless energy. “What’s the boss-man gotta say, yo?”
Tseng looked over at them, the tilak on his forehead shifting as he furrowed his brow. Elena was watching Reno with a feigned disdain, though she hid a smile behind her hand, and Rude… Rude was like he ever was and Tseng shook his head. It was not uncommon for Turks to come and go and there had been no reason to question the stoic man about his whereabouts.
No reason to think he’d been working with Hojo. But why… Why you would help him? And for something like this?Tseng wondered as he stared at one of his guns. He was so severely disappointed in Rude and himself for letting this happen. The Turks were better than that, than glorified gophers for a mad scientist. Just the thought of one of my own… Tseng slammed a hand down onto the desk, completely out-of-character for his usual steadfastness, and Reno and Elena jumped a little.
“The meeting, Reno, went exactly as expected,” Tseng said smoothly, belying the nervous tension now in the air. “I have an assignment.”
“Fuck yeah! What’s the mission, yo?” Reno jumped up, tapping his EMR on his shoulder. Rude’s fist shifted on the table, almost imperceptibly, but Tseng caught the movement and knew where Rude’s thoughts were heading. Elena shook her head at the redhead’s eagerness.“You mistake me, Reno,” the head Turk sighed, holstering the last gun around his thigh. “This assignment is mine alone.”
Predictably, Reno grumbled and flopped back in his seat putting his feet on the table, and Elena snickered, but reached over to pat his knee. Rude stood and Tseng stopped him with a hand up.
“You three,” he began, but stepped away from his desk and started again. “No, the Turks are under house-arrest. You all are to remain here. A SOLDIER will be accompanying you until further notice and you will remain in sight at all times. Am I understood?” He directed the question to Rude, but was not looking his way.
“What? Why?!” Reno’s feet hit the floor with his outburst. “What the fuck happened? Why are we grounded?!”
“Yes, sir. We understand,” Elena said pointedly, twisting Reno’s ear. He yelped and tried to yank away, but she wasn’t having any of it. He quieted a moment later, grumbling some more under his breath and looking to Rude for backup. Rude hadn’t moved and was now seemingly lost in thought as he stared out the window. He was the only one that didn’t look over as a knock sounded to find Cloud Strife standing in the doorway with Seconds just beyond.
The First looked decidedly uncomfortable as he fidgeted in the doorway. The Seconds looked even worse, shooting worried glances at each other as Tseng came forward.
“I wasn’t told anything, Tseng,” Cloud said quickly. “But I’m sorry, we have to do this.”
“Do as you’re ordered,” Tseng replied tonelessly. “They will behave or you have my permission to shoot them. I shouldn’t be gone long.”
He slipped past Cloud and between the Seconds who saluted as he went. The blond looked back at the remaining Turks and sighed.“Please tell me you at least have your cards on you, Reno,” Cloud almost begged the redhead. “If I have to babysit, I at least want to win my money back.”
~~~
It didn’t take Tseng long to find himself at the girl’s apartment. He arched a brow at the splintered wood beneath the doorknob and pressed a finger lightly to the door. It swung open easily, softly creaking. He sighed and rested his right hand just inside his jacket, lightly gripping the butt of the gun holstered on his left side.
The main room, which Tseng noted really was all there seemed to be to this apartment, was empty save for the bare necessities. There were sounds of movement in the room off to the side, presumably the bedroom. Absently, he lifted his free hand to tug at his tie, hoping to alleviate some of the oppressive atmosphere.
A woman emerged from the side door. She was dressed in brown cargo pants, a green tank top and had a towel over her head.
I didn’t think I’d be seeing you again,” the woman said, muffled as she rubbed the towel over her hair in brisk swipes. “Let alone so… soon…” She trailed off, finally looking up from the standard issue black boots all Turks wore. She lowered the towel to her side, fingers tight in the terry cloth.
She doesn’t seem too surprised, though, Tseng thought, keeping his hand on his gun.
“Ne’Sa Vidori,” the Turk began and noticed she made no notion of recognition at the name. “It is President Shinra’s request that you accompany me back to Shinra Headquarters.”
Ne’Sa didn’t speak, eyes flickering very briefly downward. If Tseng hadn’t been trained for such signs, he would have missed it. He got the feeling that with that quick glance, she now knew how many and where each of his guns were strapped. The feeling straightened his spine as he eyed her back. He could not let himself forget that he was dealing with someone enhanced with Mako just like the SOLDIERs.
Sections of Hojo’s notes jumped to the forefront of his thoughts. -Fully enhanced now… Second class and rising… Amazing development… Above a first?… My finest hour!-
“It would, of course, be easier if you were to agree to come willingly,” Tseng informed the girl. She took a step forward and several of his muscles tensed in preparation. She must have sensed the change and stopped, half-turning back towards the other room.
“The Turk said Hojo was dead,” Ne’Sa’s brown gaze darkened with mention of the scientist’s name and the air seemed to get a little heavier with the nameless emotion. “Was he lying?”
Tseng contemplated the pros and cons of conversing with her. He tilted his head to the side and lifted his free hand.
“Rude was not,” he answered simply. She watched him for a moment and then nodded.
“I’ll be a moment,” she replied quietly and reentered the other room. Tseng moved forward, wondering if she might make a run for it, but she reappeared with startling speed, hands twisting her hair up into a ponytail. She dropped her hands and looked at him again, seemingly waiting for him to lead the way.
He motioned for her to go ahead and she preceded him into the hallway. He took notice of the fact that she brought nothing with her. She didn’t grab a purse or keys or anything a normal person may think to bring along.
It’s almost as if she knows she won’t be coming back… Tseng didn’t bother to shut the door as they left. There was no reason to.
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