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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.

Chapter List
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Author�s
notes: Okay,
this the chapter that gets pretty icky. There�s a part that
basically details rather gruesome surgery, which you may not want to
read. So! I�ve marked the beginning of that with !warning!
and the end of that bit with !safe!.
(Really, all you�ll be missing is an account of how that materia
fusion I�ve been alluding to for a while actually took place. You
can skim it if you want. ;D)
Oh,
and if you were wondering? I don�t own anything. Nope! Nothing.
Just Junior�s dorky name (which is why I call him Junior!).
And
of course: thank
you, reviewers!
I haven�t gotten a chance to reply to you all personally, much as
I�d like to (I�m busy. And lazy :x), but know that I really
appreciate it! ;D
chapter
eight

// a monster is born
The
hum of the machinery seemed quite calm compared to the noise he was
used to. Vincent gazed up at the mako tube, filled with regret. He
knew there was little he could have done to avoid Junior�s trap and
was resigned to what he had to do � Junior was right, Vincent had
to be there to provide a counterbalance to the raging energies the
lab would soon create. Had Junior attempted the experiment without
Vincent nearby, Junon � and probably half of the continent �
would have been leveled.
�I�m
sorry,� Vincent murmured, looking at the pilot. �Don�t worry.
I won�t leave you alone.�
He
put his clawed hand up to the glass, palm up, and allowed some of his
chaotic energy to seep into the mako tube. The tendril of energy
left him immediately, far more interested in the chaos of Cid�s
mind. Vincent sighed and removed his hand. The pilot was already
half-mad, and the experiment that would soon take place wouldn�t
help matters...
�Valentine.
Remove him.�
Vincent
willed his muscles to stay still, but the manipulative materia would
have none of it. Against his will, Vincent pressed the button to
drain the mako from the tube and caught Cid�s body as he fell out
the opened door. Vincent carried him over to the operating table and
put him atop it, then turned away and tried not to puke at the
memories the furniture evoked.
�You
know what to do,� Junior said in a bored tone.
Vincent
chose not to reply, seeing no point in it. He looked away,
absolutely not wanting to bear witness to the experiment, and found
himself turning back. �Honestly, you fool, how are you supposed to
follow your orders if you�re not watching?� Junior snapped.
Vincent
swallowed. He really, really
did not want to watch. He didn�t have to look to know when he had
to transform and absorb whatever energies the fusion produced. When
he opened his mouth to argue, though, he found himself shutting it,
and all attempts to turn away were foiled. Junior did not want any
argument, and Vincent was stuck. He bit his lip, ignoring how his
fangs dug into the flesh. He had gone through this exact experiment
all those years ago, but back then he�d lost any sense of his
humanity and barely recalled anything. That said, he had absolutely
no interest in seeing it again � much less to someone he considered
a friend.
!warning!
Without
any further ado, Junior injected Cid with a needle full of
depressants. A moment before, Cid had merely been lying on the
table, mildly aware of his surroundings, but once the drugs hit his
system, he was out for the count. Satisfied that Cid wouldn�t wake
and disrupt the experiment, Junior plunged the scalpel into Cid�s
chest. He made several precise cuts and exposed Cid�s chest
cavity, ignoring the blood that spurted out. Vincent gulped, his
hand immediately going to his own chest, where he knew remained a
similar scar.
Unaware
of Vincent�s unease, Junior methodically poked his way through
Cid�s innards, looking for the core of the human being that linked
it to the Lifestream. He found it beside Cid�s heart, which was
still dutifully pumping blood (and getting it all over the place),
and smiled. He placed a pair of surgical pliers on it to keep it in
view and got out the materia needed for the fusion. Junior idly
turned to look at Vincent, finding him trying not to throw up at the
horrific sight before him and rolled his eyes. �What are you
waiting for? I�m trying to do an experiment here.�
Vincent
closed his eyes, his heart aching both in remembrance of what he
himself had gone through and with sympathy for Cid, and took on the
form of Chaos. He folded his arms across his chest, ready to summon
his chaotic force and absorb whatever energy came forth.
Junior
turned back to his subject, satisfied, and powered up the materia he
planned to put in Cid. Before the magic could come forth, however,
he pulled off the pliers and put the materia on top of Cid�s core.
He allowed the magic to come forth and pressed the materia further
into Cid�s body, forcing it to fuse with the core.
Vincent
sensed the magic rising and threw chaotic energy around the materia
now firmly embedded in Cid�s body and soul. This allowed it to
stay in place and not materialize separately, which gave Junior the
chance to start stitching Cid�s flesh back together, repairing the
incisions he�d made before. Thanks to Vincent keeping the materia
suppressed, Junior was able to seal the wound perfectly. Cid had
lost a significant amount of blood, but in essence it mattered
little, as the materia began to heal him.
!safe!
�There,
finished,� Junior said aloud, wiping off the blood on his hands as
if he�d merely gotten dirt on them. �Proceed with stage two.�
Vincent,
still in Chaos form in order to suppress the materia in Cid�s soul,
picked up the pilot�s limp body and carried it into the next room,
where he was pleased to find a large, open space at least three
stories tall. At least he didn�t have to worry about space
constraints...
He
laid the pilot�s prone form down in the center of the room, still
maintaining a strong hold on the materia and refusing to let it
manifest. A moment later, Junior trotted in, clipboard in hand.
�Well? What are you waiting for? Release him already.�
Vincent
carefully collected his chaotic force back into his human form,
reverting abruptly. He backed away from Cid, not wanting to be too
close when the materia did activate.
It
only took a moment for the embedded materia to overcome the last bits
of the chaotic suppression. Vincent could actually feel the burst of
energy that seemed akin to joy as it activated. To Junior, it
probably looked like nothing was happening, but Vincent felt it all �
how the materia tried to complete the incantation Junior had started
before embedding it and finding itself locked into another soul.
Vincent sent out a tendril of chaotic energy, hoping to further embed
the materia so it could properly manifest � he didn�t want to
think about what would happen if the fusion didn�t work completely.
At
last � and from Junior�s muttering, it was taking entirely too
long � Cid�s body started to change. The transformation was
rapid, hardly giving Vincent enough time to change back into Chaos.
He spread his wings and leapt into the air, coming face to face with
a very large dragon.
�Bahamut,�
Vincent said as Chaos, in the ancient tongue of the espers, the only
words another esper would recognize.
Bahamut
looked around, rather baffled. �There
is no opponent,�
the dragon said to himself. �Why
have I been summoned?�
�For
the sake of power-hungry humans,�

Vincent answered, drawing Bahamut�s attention. �You
have been merged long before your time.�
Bahamut
looked around the room, his gaze finally settling on the other esper.�Merged...?
By a human?�
Vincent
nodded, hoping to keep Bahamut calm long enough to explain. Bahamut
ignored him, though, and looked down at the ground, seeing Junior
beside himself with glee. �That
fool merged me? That lowly human
stole me from the sky?�
Before
Vincent could say another word, Bahamut brought his foot down on
Junior, reducing him to little more than a smear on the floor.
Well,
that�s one way to do it...
--//--
oh
hello there i suppose you�re the other side of me
what
how who are you what are you
never
fear starchild for i will not abandon you
Author�s
note:

The next chapter is going to be the last for this fic, and then I�ll
start writing the sequel. :D I actually had a completely different
plot for how I was going to off Junior, but then I realized I can�t
support that well enough for the plot, so I let Bahamut do things HIS
way. Fwee!
By the way? If I have my way, the next chapter will come quickly. Yay! (Now that I've said that it'll take, like, a month. --;)
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