Wutaiverse, 1982 part 10

Mar 19, 2007 22:47

Hey guys, enjoying the cherry blossoms?

So, here's the next part of 1982, you all know what to do, so have fun!



Title: 1982 - 10 - Plans Interrupted
Author: Scrolls
Rating: PG-13?
Fandom/Pairing: FF7/None (eventual Aeris/Cloud/Sephiroth/Zack)
Disclaimer: SqaureEnix Owns, I'm just having some fun.
Notes: Hojo is pissed. Ain't life grand?
Summary: What if Momma Strife had taken Cloud and Aeris and gone to Wutai?

Constructive criticism will be hugged while flames will be used to line the bunny hutch.

Enjoy Ladies and Gentlemen.

1982 - 10 - Plans Interrupted

Specimens I and A were discovered missing during the morning feeding. Upon checking the Security System it was discovered that the entire program had been erased. The Lab Manager followed protocol and had the Main System shut down and switched over to the backup to preserve any evidence, had the facility put on lockdown, and a specimen count initiated. After these were completed he notified Midgar about their situation and requested instructions.

Hojo couldn’t help but curse the fools he was surrounded by, just because it was the wee hours of the morning and there was nothing going on was no reason to not have someone in the security room!

According to the video footage recovered Dr. Meryl Strife was responsible for the escape. She used what has been confirmed to be a copy of Professor Hojo’s Keycard. We have also identified at least four individuals that aided her that we suspect of being Wutaian.

Interviews with the local townsfolk have confirmed that Dr. Strife and her son, Cloud Strife were discovered missing on the same morning. A search of their home revealed that many of their personal items were missing.

Based on these facts we believe it is safe to assume that Dr. Strife has defected to Wutai. It is estimated that by the time of this reports publication, that the group will have already reached the Royal Pagoda.

Letting the report fall to the desk, Hojo clamped his hands onto the arms of his chair; He had the distinct urge to throw something.

First Sephiroth, his prize specimen, he had just finished getting everything set up as needed. Instead, not only had Sephiroth been removed from the lab early but had been given a completely different task! Hojo had no way to keep tabs on him now beyond what the president allowed him to know. Oh, if he had been kept in one location, Hojo would have eventually found a way, that was unquestionable. But the reality was Sephiroth being bounced from place to place, like some deranged rubber ball to deal with the current crisis.

And now, adding insult to injury, his secondary specimens had also been taken. The two were the only viable Cetra specimens known, and just as with Sephiroth, they were gone. Didn’t these simpletons realize that in order to do his research he needed test subjects? Didn’t they know how important his work was? Fools! All of them fools!

His plans for Sephiroth had been both singular but complicated. First: raise him properly. To be calm, analytical, and basing his judgment on facts, not random emotions. Second: with his education complete, send him through some final test, to see how well he performed outside the lab. For this Shinra’s plans to conquer Wutai had dovetailed nicely with his own, allowing him to see what Sephiroth could do without constant instruction. And third: once he returned from Wutai, keep the boy busy and wait, wait until Jenova’s full awakening. And them he would send Sephiroth to her, and the Reunion, the ascension of Gaea’s new god would finally bring order to the chaos that was humanity.

As for the Cetra specimens, his plans for them had been simple. They were to be his side project, something to keep him busy while Sephiroth was away. His only aim had been to unlock the secrets hidden in their blood, to discover how they managed to control the lifestream. A faint hope of his had been to gift Sephiroth with this ability, allowing him to rule both humanity and the planet itself.

Leaning back into his chair, Hojo forced his body to relax. All right, fine, all three of his main specimens where either gone or out of his control. He would simply have to alter his plans.

The two Cetra specimens were completely out of his grasp. The only thing he could do right now was to order another DNA scan for any other specimens that might exist, and to assign his latest batch of interns to read through the information gathered, perhaps one of them might spot what others had missed.

As for Sephiroth, his only option was to watch from a distance and collect what data he could. Until the current crisis was over or at least significantly lessened, his chances of getting him returned to the lab were nil.

Out of the corner of his eyes Hojo could see the filing cabinets containing various project files. Letting his mind drift over the various ways he could keep himself busy, it suddenly occurred to Hojo that he hadn’t reviewed Sephiroth’s file in what, at least four years?

Wait, no, now he remembered, it was right after the move to Midgar. The president had wanted a summary written up on the project thus far, so he had decided to do both at the same time.

Yes, that’s what he would do; review Sephiroth’s entire file, as well as starting research to improve the stimulus chair. That way when he finally got his hands on the boy would not only have new experiments and theories to try, but he might actually be able to get those Commands implanted properly.

‘Yes.’ Hojo thought ‘Its time to turn this setback into an advantage.’

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