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dragonchaser	By : Larissachan Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 537 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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chapter five realizations
Though Cid (or, rather, his clone) had supposedly been living in Rocket Town for the past six months, the interior of his house told Vincent otherwise. A copious amount of dust had taken up residence on every available surface. The bed was unmade but free of debris; Vincent guessed the clone had slept there sometimes. Noticably absent were the wadded tissues that should have occupied the wastebasket by the dresser. Cid was well-known for his sneezing fits, which were usually brought about by dust bunnies.
A sigh escaped Vincent's soft lips. He could spend hours there pondering Cid's fate, or he could try to discern the information another way. He glanced around the house, not seeing anything of interest, and left as quietly as he had come in.
�//�
More often than not, Vincent was stymied by electronic devices. In particular, cellular telephones drove him to his wits� end. For the most part, using them wasn�t a problem, since he had used phones since childhood. Rather, it was the bureaucratic companies that managed him that pissed him off. The phone store was particularly frustrating, as he discovered he had to pay a 500-gil fee for his old phone before he could even consider replacing it, followed by the realization that that was to be the least of his ordeals there.
By the time he managed to escape their greedy clutches, it was already midafternoon. His next task was to peruse the contents of the disc Verdot had given him. Vincent took two steps towards the inn before he realized it would be in vain: he didn�t have a computer.
Vincent allowed himself to groan aloud before he pulled out his new phone. On such short notice, he�d had to settle for the only model in the store with enough durability to suit his needs (more than one phone had been mangled beyond repair by his claw) and as such, Vincent was stuck with a pink cell phone. Hot pink, to be exact. The poor salesgirl had nearly fainted from the harsh glare Vincent had given her when he realized what he was stuck with, but in the end he had conceded defeat and accepted the hideous excuse for a cell phone. Vincent dialed Verdot�s number, relieved beyond words when his old friend picked up. �I need a laptop immediately,� he declared.
Verdot let out a long-suffering sigh. �Tomorrow morning is the best I can offer.�
�Time is of the essence; I cannot wait that long to begin examining the data.�
�Then go to the library, idiot. I think the Rocket Town Library is across the street from the grocery store.�
Defeated, Vincent realized it was his best option. �I also need a cell phone,� he added.
�Didn�t you just buy one?�
�...It�s pink.�
Silence reigned for ten seconds before Verdot went into a fit of laughter, though he stopped when he heard a gun being cocked on the other end. �Okay, okay, I�ll get you a phone,� Verdot yielded, though not without a chuckle. �Black, I presume?�
�With the silver emblem on the back.�
�Emblem? Oh, yeah, the Cerberus symbol you like so much. Sure, but it�ll take a few days.�
�Very well,� Vincent replied, then hid the repulsive phone in the deepest recesses of his cloak. He looked around for a few seconds to get his bearings before striding towards the library.
�//�
It was official: the library was exponentially worse than the phone store. He had politely asked the librarian for a laptop to use only to find he needed to obtain a library card first, which included filling out even more paperwork than the bastards at the phone store had asked of him. He�d even had to show his old Shin-Ra ID and explain to the librarian that his date of birth was indeed correct and that his ID was still valid despite being over thirty years old.
To make matters worse, the librarian (who kept calling him �sonny� despite the fact he was several years her elder) told him to remove his �alarming� claw. Gnashing his teeth, Vincent informed her it was not removable, and only managed to evade that discussion when she caught sight of his gun. Vincent tried to protest it was merely for self-defense, though the simple fact that the Cerberus was an ornate triple-barreled revolver made that lie self-evident. The woman ordered him to hand it over, and conceding defeat, he did. At long last, Vincent was granted a library card and a laptop, at which point he fled to the darkest corner he could find.
The disc, Vincent found, held countless documents pertaining to the Junon security system. The first few were copies of the initial proposals, followed by designs of the security mechanisms and so forth. Vincent flipped through the documents, not seeing anything of interest until he glanced at the notes scrawled at the bottom of some of the pages. Most were of no consequence, but one in particular caught his eye.
Research into materia properties indicate new ones are �born� from mastered materia � if so, would the combination of raw and aged materia yield an overall increase in power? (see also QHL, Jr. re: clone+summon materia)
Horror gripped Vincent�s heart. Out of all the people on Gaia, he alone knew the true properties of summon materia. It was well-known that mastered summoned materia did not give �birth� to new, pure materia, and as such there was exactly one orb for each summoned creature. No one (save Vincent) knew the reason for the odd phenomenon. The mere thought of cloned summon materia chilled Vincent to the very core of his being, both literally and figuratively. A cloned Protomateria, if one existed, was equivalent to the total annihilation of the Planet...
No. Vincent took a few deep breaths to calm down. Certainly, he would have known if there was a clone of the Protomateria � of any summon materia. His fear was alleviated when he found reports indicating none of the attempts to clone summon materia had been successful. However, there was a handwritten note at the bottom of the final report on the subject:
It has been proven that summon materia cannot be cloned; however, several known espers are missing from the pantheon. Was that experiment successful � is a human/esper merger possible? �QHL, Jr.
�Oh, shit,� Vincent said aloud, causing a young mother over in the children�s section to glare at him. Everything made perfect sense � perfect, horrible sense. He knew the project begun thirty years ago had never been completed... and it seemed the heir of madness itself sought to complete it. A few moments of searching revealed information about a clandestine Shin-Ra laboratory hidden in the depths of the old military base, and Vincent was positive Cid was being held there. After all, Cid was the perfect candidate...
He connected the laptop to a printer so he would have the location on paper, but to his dismay, the librarian snatched the paper away and gave him a lecture on paying for printouts, ending her tirade by demanding a measly five gil. Vincent gave her thirty just to shut her up (naturally resulting in an indignant verbal attack on his insolence in trying to bribe her). He took the paper out of her hand and returned to his corner, intent on doing more research so he�d be prepared for what he knew he had to do.
Not ten minutes later, the librarian coolly informed him it was closing time and hardly gave the gunman enough time to retrieve the disc before ripping the laptop from his hands. The apparently fearless woman took her sweet time in returning his gun to him, though she kicked him out immediately afterwards.
Vincent spent a few moments seething at her rudeness, though it soon melted into his usual impassive mask. The gunman turned on his heel and strode to the inn, not once bothering to look back.
�//�
no get away from me don�t hurt me please no
stop it stop it stop it i�m not what you think i am really stop hurting me
i�m a monster inside and outside and oh gaia no don�t put that in me stop stop stop
please somebody help me
Author�s note: AHAHAHAHAHAH. I had SO MUCH FUN writing Vincent vs. the librarian. Actually, the mental image of Vincent Valentine in a library sent me into giggles, so that was just icing on the cake.
One other thing: I�ve never actually mastered a summon materia myself (or maybe I have and I don�t remember?), but I assume that they do, in fact, �birth� new materia. However, I need it to be this way for this fic, so here we�ll say they don�t.
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