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To Breed an Army	By : Vidori Category: Final Fantasy VII > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 1326 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter One
A groan of tedium escapes me, stuttering, fearful.
Is this a test?
It has to be. Otherwise, I can't go on.
-TOOL "The Patient"

The monotonous whirring of machines invaded her consciousness before anything else and she shifted, just a slight turning of her head. Pain blossomed behind her sporadically flickering lids, but she paid it no mind. The pain was familiar, routine. It was a constant that wrapped its weight securely around her hazy mind.

�Don�t move,� an absent, uncaring voice filtered through her barely aware mindset. She knew that voice, couldn�t quite place it yet, but knew better than to disobey. Her body stilled almost instantly while a stray thought begged her to fall back into black, into nothing.

She struggled against the impulse to open her eyes, to seek out the sights she already knew of the laboratory around her. She knew the fluorescent lighting above her would only send fragmented bouts of electricity screaming through her already fractured, oversensitive nerves. Another constant. The light pierced her gaze anyway and she managed to look past the glare to see the glint of light flashing off the glasses of the man beside the hard, metal table upon which she lay.

The voice had come from this man, she knew, but couldn�t pull his name out of her still-scattered thoughts. She tilted her gaze down to look out of the corner of her eye as she caught another glint. He had a needle in his hand, tapping it against the clipboard he was studying in between glancing at the monitor above her head. Another experiment then, her mind provided. Another constant. There were so many to keep her feeling calm, to keep her mind stuttered to a halt. The only reason, most likely, as to why she hadn�t been classified as a failure.

There was a soft rush of breath, a sigh she soon realized had come from her. She was content with the pain, with the familiar. It was when the pain stopped that she feared. The unknown was always the worst. Her eyes began to slowly close. Her body demanded that she steal what rest she could. Her gaze flickered up as the man beside her shifted, bringing the needle to one of the tubes running out of her arm, bringing his Shinra ID badge into her limited view.

Shinra�s head scientist: Professor Hojo.

The name, alone, was enough to set faint alarm bells ringing in her head, urging her to move, to defend, to escape. The warnings were ignored, though. She was long used to them and their inefficiency at survival. She was weak, she knew. Another constant. Always had been, always would be. Another reason why she wasn�t labelled a failure, she would assume. She would never fight back and the sadistic scientist beside her was fully secure in that knowledge. He had stripped away all of her defenses and turned her life into gratefulness for him allowing her to still have it. All thoughts, though, began to flee as the needle was pulled away and the last of its contents was now flowing into her system. She sighed again as she faded to the safety of oblivion once more.

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Hojo tapped the now-empty needle against the clipboard again, watching as the new data from his latest test compiled on the monitor. He spared a glance at the specimen on the table, barely seeing the woman beneath the experiments and carefully crafted enhancements. Oh, he�d had fun with this one. It had taken him nearly two years to find the perfect woman.

No, no longer a woman. Never again. She would henceforth be only Project �N.� Oh, sure. He had her name at the top of her description in her files, but when success was reached, when she no longer remembered what it was to just exist, her birth name would no longer matter. There had been no one to see her taken, to care that she had been kidnapped and no one to even notice her less than spectacular return. A smile tried to twist itself around his mouth as he carefully set the needle on the roll-away counter beside him.

There is one other, he mused to himself, but he will be easily disposed of once N proves successful. They bring in those disgusting Turks all the time. One missing will not matter for long.

He ran a clinical gaze over N once more, the smile grinding his teeth together. She was just too good to be true. The faint glow of her skin where the Mako shone through, reacting in a way with her systems more than even he could have dreamed. How many women had he gone through to find N? He could no longer remember the exact number, not that it ever mattered to him. He found the treasure. The diamond in the rough, so to speak, and it had been worth every failure so far.

He returned his eyes to the monitor, easily dismissing the thought of failure as if it had never happened to him, as if it would never happen to him. The new data scrolled in all of its finished glory across the screen and if there had been any witness to the ecstatic expression on Hojo�s face, they would have crossed their hearts and prayed to Gaia that they were never the cause of it.

He scribbled everything of importance into his notes, eyes flashing between the clipboard and the monitor at a furious speed. With this small success, he was almost ready for the final test. He had one more hypothesis to prove. Just one, and then he could bring out the big theory. The one theory that would make all the work he considered fun worth it. Setting the clipboard aside when he finished, he began to unhook the monitor from the still-unconscious specimen.

The door at the other end of the lab buzzed open and Hojo barely noticed the dark suit out of the corner of his eye. He had no time for further observance. The Turk had impeccable timing, as always, knowing just the right time to come and collect N. A random thought had him pausing as he removed the last tube. Maybe the Turk�s arrival for N wasn�t the only thing, at the moment. Hojo had gleaned the interest the Turk had in his Project. Years of keeping an eye on her had created a bond between the two, the scientist was sure.

Maybe, just maybe, he�d be willing to� Hojo sniffed disdainfully, pulling the tube the rest of the way out of N�s arm. No, the Turk was too stiff, too by-the-book to ever consider participating, willing or not. Besides, Hojo had bigger dreams for her. He turned his back on the both of them, swiftly grabbed his notes and strode over to his mainframe. He spoke not a word to the Turk and received no word in turn. The Turk knew the routine well and it was only a moment before the door buzzed shut and Hojo was once more alone in his lab.

As he reviewed his notes again, Hojo�s smile reappeared. A short, twisted laugh echoed around him. Oh yes, she was destined for bigger things and Hojo was going to ride her all the way to the top.
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�You�ve got to be kidding me!�

Sephiroth, expecting the outburst, merely pinched the bridge of his nose and expelled a short breath. He wondered if Zack would resort to stamping his foot in frustration. The younger man was always overly dramatic, Sephiroth knew. A slightly crazy laugh escaped him and from a disgruntled snort across his desk, he knew it didn�t help matters.

Zack threw his feet up onto the corner of The General�s desk, crossing his ankles as he raked his hands through his hair. Sephiroth winced in sympathy for the dark mahogany wood and sent a pointed glare at Zack�s boots that went ignored. Hazel eyes peered pensively at the silver-haired man, taking in his friend�s appearance. The white button-down was rolled to the other�s elbows and opened at the throat. There were lines etching themselves around the corner of his eyes and mouth and Zack scowled. Already Sephiroth looked exhausted and he hadn�t even been down to see Hojo yet.

�How many tests do you have to go through, Seph, before that bastard�s done?� Zack�s voice was soft, disgusted and Sephiroth sighed again as he let the matter of Zack�s ottoman drop. He leaned back in his own chair, the mechanisms creaking with the light strain, and gave a jerky shrug.

�One never knows,� He replied cooly, but Zack took no offense to the tone. It was one he had heard often and never directed towards him, at least not for years since their friendship had really taken root. He dismissed Sephiroth�s response with a wave of his hands.

�What does he want to do this time? Mutate your blood with a 1st Ray to see if you could fly?! Hell, maybe if Hojo was half as smart as he �claims� to be --you�ll notice my quotations there, maybe he�d experiment on himself and save us all the trouble!�

They both shuddered at the thought at the same time. Hojo not enhancing himself was one blessing Sephiroth could be thankful for. To think of the scientist giving himself even a third of the power The General had or even Zack, for that matter, was unimaginable and Sephiroth had to shake off another shudder.

�It is probably just another Mako run,� Sephiroth pointed out. �He has been surprisingly distracted lately. Another experiment, I�m sure. Something I am quite happy to have happen. And as I said earlier, one never knows.�

�Not that one would want to,� Zack muttered, then fell silent. They sat together, both staring at the desk in easy silence, lost to their own thoughts. The day was fading, sun falling behind the horizon and casting dusk�s shadows around The General�s office. It wasn�t long, though, before Zack began to fidget and Sephiroth had to suppress a smile. His friend could never sit still for long, too full of energy to remain stagnant even while pensive. He opened his mouth to suggest they go find a suitable imitation of dinner when a rumbling beneath their feet caused him to frown.

Zack stood slowly, glancing around at the floor and beat Sephiroth to the question that was just on the tip of his tongue.

�What the hell is that?!�

Sephiroth�s frown deepened as the rumbling increased and his mind slid easily into General mode.

�Zack! Brace yourself!� He barely got the warning out before the building beside their own exploded from the bottom up, sending shockwaves of instability through the surrounding structures. They watched in disbelief as the two floors of the building collapsed downward, slowly and one right after the other.

�Seph� That�s�� Zack couldn�t quite finish the thought as his body automatically shifted into gear.

�Hojo�s lab,� Sephiroth finished for him. The words lingering in the air behind them as the two SOLDIERS simply moved, disappearing from the office and heading towards the smoking ruins of what remained of Shinra�s Science and Research department.
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