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Description
FFVII
Experiment Gone Bad

Genre: Action/Adventure/ Emotive themes
Setting: 3 years after DoC
Rating: M – Adults
Status: WIP
OCs: 25%
Disclaimer: All related Final Fantasy names and characters are copyrighted by Square Enix. However, the story and orginal characters are MINE! Thankyou!

Experiment Gone Bad

Through the flying shards of glass, Vincent sprung up to the railing to get a clearer vantage. The entity housed within the container was attempting to break free, and having his suspicions of what it was, he kept his weapon on it. The thing’s legs had melded together to form one deformed mass of flesh, and where feet should have been, snake-like feelers grew. It’s limbs unfolded, and pale grey skin stretched over its bony arms as they extended to an unnatural length. In an instant, the last of the tank’s casing exploded in a shattering tinkle of glass and fragmented metal from the force of the woman’s fleshy appendage.

In a cloud of green-black life-stream, and with conduits still attached to her head, she glided out, half supported by her tentacled feet and the strange wing. Glowing red eyes, scanned the chamber, but they stopped on Vincent and Reno. She opened her mouth and expired a pale green mist.

Vincent could sense the poison before it hit his senses. “Get back!” He yelled at Reno.

“I don’t need to be told.” Reno hoisted himself over the railing and down, landing below.

Firing his enhanced weapon, and regardless of the gas, Vincent waited alertly, gauging the effectiveness of his materia ammunition. The blast of fire hit the creature’s chest, stunning it briefly. It seemed he would need something stronger.

The woman’s electric gaze targeted him through the haze, and raising its clawed hand, she sent off a sphere of magic, ripping through the air. Vincent jumped backwards, evading the attack, and shooting off his own round of materia, he landed on his feet below. Her spell burst upon the rocks, and rubble spilled onto the ground.

Again she swiped her arm wide, and currents of transparent power spread the poison, and flew through the air at him. Dodging the attack, Vincent altered his weapon’s attack power. For one such as her, he would need a certain combination. Her spell tore through the metal of the lower platform, and tanks shattered and tipped from their holdings. Her mouth opened even wider, and more of the vapourous green spewed out into the chamber.

Reno covered his mouth and nose and attempted moving from the gas. Vincent assumed the Turk would be immune to poison, but then again, perhaps Reno did not want to risk finding out right there and then. The poison was strong and there was little free air remaining. Vincent breathed in the fumes, enduring the poison scraping his throat and constricting his lunges. Poison or not, to let a creature like her free to kill innocent people would be a grave failing on his part.

Spotting the monster through the heavy mist, he fired his bolts repeatedly. This time they hit with some success, and the woman flew back onto the barrier, nearly bending her mass in half. Incensed by his attack, she swung both spindle-like arms wide, her power tearing through the metal of tanks and the platform.

Reno caught the blow of her magical thrust, and rode the air backwards. Saving him from colliding with the rock wall, Rude appeared in time to catch his body with his chest, and they both stopped short.

The woman shrieked some obscenity at the sight of another intruder in her domain, and she projected her acid breath towards them.

Reno jumped from Rude’s arms and shrugged him off. "F’n, shoot it!"

Rude stepped forward, and with both hands on his gun, he fired. His one bullet drove into the creature, and it came at him, eyes gleaming red. Vincent took advantage of the distraction and let loose a field of volleys. The bolted charges cleared the haze and pierced her torso.

“That should do the trick.” Rude lowered his weapon, his hand still prepping the gun, just in case.

Her body electrified, she halted, with her limbs convulsing. But it was Rude’s single shot that suddenly erupted, tearing her body apart in a fatal explosion. In an instant, she transformed and disappeared into the mist surrounding her.

Holding his breath, Reno swatted the green air away from his face. “What the hell was that?”

“Mm, messy.” Rude glanced around the room, his dark shades concealing any emotion he might have had. Desks and hardware were scattered over the floor in tangled piles of wire and metal, or were covered by rocks from the wall. Lab tanks had crashed, and a couple had cracked open, letting the solution run over the platform. Railings were contorted and torn from their fittings. “You know what it is, and it went bad.”

“Yeah, I know what it is,” Reno grumbled, ”but what the hell was that?”

Vincent kept his gun up, and ignoring the state of the room, he walked past the Turks, and said, “Jenova.” He went through a side exit, assuming it would lead him under the platforms to the source of the tubes.

Rude watched Vincent walk off, and Reno said, “Yeah, but was it a Life or Death… or what’s those other ones?”

Rude stared straight at him, his voice deadpan. “Doesn’t matter, it’s dead.”

Reno’s lip curled up in answer and he could see himself in Rude’s glasses. “Alright, smart ass, you write the damn report.”

Vincent eyed the wires and transparent tubes, still containing a dark green liquid, as he walked the short narrow passage. After a moment, he entered another chamber. An egg-shaped iron vat was the centerpiece of the massive man-made cave. Five rows of silver canisters hung from a type of conveyor system around the giant container. Numerous wires and tubing were connected at the bottom and the top of the main containment.

After a moment of studying the structure and the set-up, Vincent holstered his weapon and dashed up the ladder steps, to a walkway that circled the oval container. A slit of a window went around the vat, but he stopped at the technical panel still in operation. According to the stats, the tank wasn’t even half full, but now he knew what he was looking for. On the bottom left of the panel was a symbol. A spreading tree.

Reno and Rude had followed him, and stood below, looking up. Reno yelled, “Anything interesting?” His voice echoed around the quiet chamber.

Vincent hurried down, and started past them.

“Hey, wait!” Reno lifted his shoulders in bewilderment. “Where are you going?”

Vincent turned and observed his confusion. What a stupid question, it seemed obvious to him. “Banora. Alpha-Life.”

“You just going like that? How?” Reno stood back to study him.

“I’ll find a way.”

Reno chuckled and spread his hands out, weapon included. “Look no further, that dive’s next on our list.”

Rude asked, “Wanna ride?”

Vincent stared at him, disliking his glasses that he could never see beyond. “I want to infiltrate their base, not cause a scene.”

Reno pretended to cough. “Yeah, right, man. No-one sneaks better than us.”

He couldn’t remember them ever being stealthy. It was already sounding like a bad idea.

“That’s right,” Rude added, drawing his voice out in a smooth line, “We blend.” He looked Vincent over from his gold sabatons to his red headband.

Reno went on, “If we don’t work together, it’ll be a pain in the arse.”

He really did have a point, the last thing Vincent wanted was them interfering in his investigation. Whether Vincent liked it or not, working with Turks was not a favourable situation. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust them, it was their methods that caused him unease. “Get me there, and we can work out a mutually beneficial plan.”

He walked away from them, back through the doorway, sensing Reno’s unspoken jibe and his mocking expression. Hearing every word, he replied, his voice cracking with the presence of chaos, “Cross me, and you’ll not live to tell the tale.”

Rude put his hand over Reno’s mouth before he could speak a word.

Description
FFVII
Experiment Gone Bad

Genre: Action/Adventure/ Emotive themes
Setting: 3 years after DoC
Rating: M – Adults
Status: WIP
OCs: 25%
Disclaimer: All related Final Fantasy names and characters are copyrighted by Square Enix. However, the story and orginal characters are MINE! Thankyou!

Experiment Gone Bad

Through the flying shards of glass, Vincent sprung up to the railing to get a clearer vantage. The entity housed within the container was attempting to break free, and having his suspicions of what it was, he kept his weapon on it. The thing’s legs had melded together to form one deformed mass of flesh, and where feet should have been, snake-like feelers grew. It’s limbs unfolded, and pale grey skin stretched over its bony arms as they extended to an unnatural length. In an instant, the last of the tank’s casing exploded in a shattering tinkle of glass and fragmented metal from the force of the woman’s fleshy appendage.

In a cloud of green-black life-stream, and with conduits still attached to her head, she glided out, half supported by her tentacled feet and the strange wing. Glowing red eyes, scanned the chamber, but they stopped on Vincent and Reno. She opened her mouth and expired a pale green mist.

Vincent could sense the poison before it hit his senses. “Get back!” He yelled at Reno.

“I don’t need to be told.” Reno hoisted himself over the railing and down, landing below.

Firing his enhanced weapon, and regardless of the gas, Vincent waited alertly, gauging the effectiveness of his materia ammunition. The blast of fire hit the creature’s chest, stunning it briefly. It seemed he would need something stronger.

The woman’s electric gaze targeted him through the haze, and raising its clawed hand, she sent off a sphere of magic, ripping through the air. Vincent jumped backwards, evading the attack, and shooting off his own round of materia, he landed on his feet below. Her spell burst upon the rocks, and rubble spilled onto the ground.

Again she swiped her arm wide, and currents of transparent power spread the poison, and flew through the air at him. Dodging the attack, Vincent altered his weapon’s attack power. For one such as her, he would need a certain combination. Her spell tore through the metal of the lower platform, and tanks shattered and tipped from their holdings. Her mouth opened even wider, and more of the vapourous green spewed out into the chamber.

Reno covered his mouth and nose and attempted moving from the gas. Vincent assumed the Turk would be immune to poison, but then again, perhaps Reno did not want to risk finding out right there and then. The poison was strong and there was little free air remaining. Vincent breathed in the fumes, enduring the poison scraping his throat and constricting his lunges. Poison or not, to let a creature like her free to kill innocent people would be a grave failing on his part.

Spotting the monster through the heavy mist, he fired his bolts repeatedly. This time they hit with some success, and the woman flew back onto the barrier, nearly bending her mass in half. Incensed by his attack, she swung both spindle-like arms wide, her power tearing through the metal of tanks and the platform.

Reno caught the blow of her magical thrust, and rode the air backwards. Saving him from colliding with the rock wall, Rude appeared in time to catch his body with his chest, and they both stopped short.

The woman shrieked some obscenity at the sight of another intruder in her domain, and she projected her acid breath towards them.

Reno jumped from Rude’s arms and shrugged him off. "F’n, shoot it!"

Rude stepped forward, and with both hands on his gun, he fired. His one bullet drove into the creature, and it came at him, eyes gleaming red. Vincent took advantage of the distraction and let loose a field of volleys. The bolted charges cleared the haze and pierced her torso.

“That should do the trick.” Rude lowered his weapon, his hand still prepping the gun, just in case.

Her body electrified, she halted, with her limbs convulsing. But it was Rude’s single shot that suddenly erupted, tearing her body apart in a fatal explosion. In an instant, she transformed and disappeared into the mist surrounding her.

Holding his breath, Reno swatted the green air away from his face. “What the hell was that?”

“Mm, messy.” Rude glanced around the room, his dark shades concealing any emotion he might have had. Desks and hardware were scattered over the floor in tangled piles of wire and metal, or were covered by rocks from the wall. Lab tanks had crashed, and a couple had cracked open, letting the solution run over the platform. Railings were contorted and torn from their fittings. “You know what it is, and it went bad.”

“Yeah, I know what it is,” Reno grumbled, ”but what the hell was that?”

Vincent kept his gun up, and ignoring the state of the room, he walked past the Turks, and said, “Jenova.” He went through a side exit, assuming it would lead him under the platforms to the source of the tubes.

Rude watched Vincent walk off, and Reno said, “Yeah, but was it a Life or Death… or what’s those other ones?”

Rude stared straight at him, his voice deadpan. “Doesn’t matter, it’s dead.”

Reno’s lip curled up in answer and he could see himself in Rude’s glasses. “Alright, smart ass, you write the damn report.”

Vincent eyed the wires and transparent tubes, still containing a dark green liquid, as he walked the short narrow passage. After a moment, he entered another chamber. An egg-shaped iron vat was the centerpiece of the massive man-made cave. Five rows of silver canisters hung from a type of conveyor system around the giant container. Numerous wires and tubing were connected at the bottom and the top of the main containment.

After a moment of studying the structure and the set-up, Vincent holstered his weapon and dashed up the ladder steps, to a walkway that circled the oval container. A slit of a window went around the vat, but he stopped at the technical panel still in operation. According to the stats, the tank wasn’t even half full, but now he knew what he was looking for. On the bottom left of the panel was a symbol. A spreading tree.

Reno and Rude had followed him, and stood below, looking up. Reno yelled, “Anything interesting?” His voice echoed around the quiet chamber.

Vincent hurried down, and started past them.

“Hey, wait!” Reno lifted his shoulders in bewilderment. “Where are you going?”

Vincent turned and observed his confusion. What a stupid question, it seemed obvious to him. “Banora. Alpha-Life.”

“You just going like that? How?” Reno stood back to study him.

“I’ll find a way.”

Reno chuckled and spread his hands out, weapon included. “Look no further, that dive’s next on our list.”

Rude asked, “Wanna ride?”

Vincent stared at him, disliking his glasses that he could never see beyond. “I want to infiltrate their base, not cause a scene.”

Reno pretended to cough. “Yeah, right, man. No-one sneaks better than us.”

He couldn’t remember them ever being stealthy. It was already sounding like a bad idea.

“That’s right,” Rude added, drawing his voice out in a smooth line, “We blend.” He looked Vincent over from his gold sabatons to his red headband.

Reno went on, “If we don’t work together, it’ll be a pain in the arse.”

He really did have a point, the last thing Vincent wanted was them interfering in his investigation. Whether Vincent liked it or not, working with Turks was not a favourable situation. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust them, it was their methods that caused him unease. “Get me there, and we can work out a mutually beneficial plan.”

He walked away from them, back through the doorway, sensing Reno’s unspoken jibe and his mocking expression. Hearing every word, he replied, his voice cracking with the presence of chaos, “Cross me, and you’ll not live to tell the tale.”

Rude put his hand over Reno’s mouth before he could speak a word.