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Title: Planning
Author: GW Katrina aka![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
icedark_elf
Beta:forgottenlover
Warning: Implied torture, some cursing, part of an darkish AU
Wordcount: 1,035
A/N: Based onkemis's Ode of Diversion. Third fic in the Nibelheim Burning AU. Go read the previous ones, or this won't make any sense.
Planning
How dare they?
How dare they?
Even now, he knew, they were trying to find way to put controls on his project. To find a way to bring him to heel. The most perfect specimen since Jenova herself, and they were looking for ways to destroy him.
They were frightened of him.
Frightened of the perfection he represented, maybe. Frightened of his power. Good, they should be frightened. He would rule them one day, and Hojo would have finished his life’s work. He would prove that he was better than Gast when his project, his child, stood as a God above all humans.
To be the creator of a god, that was the true goal of science.
But he already knew the little petty minds that ran Shinra would never allow that to happen. Look at what they had already tried to do? Tried to control that SOLDIER into becoming the assassin of someone who would not die so easily.
Not that Hojo liked the man anyway. He was contaminating the project, causing deviations that he had not experienced or expected in Sephiroth. Missed sessions, refusal to do some tests, slow cooperation when he did. So much sheer, outright, disobedience.
Hojo knew who to blame it on. That SOLDIER assistant of Sephiroth’s.
And then the man had made it even worse by refusing to do it. Refusing, as if he had any right to refuse anything that the President or Hojo told him. They had made him. Hojo had made him, injected him with the mix of Mako and Jenova that had made him a SOLDIER.
Though there was something odd in his genetic mix that Hojo would love to have more time to work with. Something interestingly familiar, if only he could place it.
That was neither here nor now. He no longer had the man in his labs and very likely would not have him there for a while, if ever. Something else to be irritated at the man with. Not only would he not give Shinra the false hope of having a leash on Sephiroth, but his disappearance for that short time had actually made the higher ups in the company even more fearful of his project. When Sephiroth had promised to find his second, no matter what, it apparently made them realize that they had no real holds on the man.
And now this talk about putting him down.
As if they could.
Snorting softly, Hojo sat in his darkened lab, the only real lights coming from the mako glow. The regulars had been dimmed, to give an appearance of night and day. Eyes glittering in the darkness, Hojo absently watched a spider crawl inside its case. He had had it picked up due to the new poisons it had been found to be carrying after it had killed a SOLDIER. Obviously Mako tainted. As he watched it, his mind was working on what to do with all of this and how to work it to his advantage.
The problem: Shinra’s cowardice when it came to Sephiroth. The man was absolutely spineless around him. While Sephiroth was usually very good at obeying his orders, the man did have an independent streak to him. Hojo had been sure to train that under, but with the outside influences, Sephiroth had been using it more and more often. Each time he did, each time he resisted orders, each time he simply told Shinra how it was going to be, it made the President more and more aware.
He did not control Sephiroth. Not at all. And if the silver haired man chose to, he could simply take over and nobody would care. No one.
And when President Shinra realized that, he had obviously panicked and was frantically trying to find some way to put Sephiroth under his control.
As if he, a rather poor excuse for a mortal, could ever control a god to be.
That was not the only problem. Hojo had been training Sephiroth since his birth to one day take his rightful place as ruler of the world. He was to stand apart from humans, see them as the witless worms that they were, for the most part. He wasn’t supposed to empathize with them, to feel their pain.
That SOLDIER, what was his name, Zack. That SOLDIER Zack was ruining all of that. He was destroying Sephiroth’s perfections, bit by bit. Sephiroth hadn’t been anywhere as close to rebellious as he was now before that irritant had arrived. He was possessive, and, of all things, worried about the man. Hojo had hoped that, with Zack in the labs, he might be able to wean Sephiroth away from him, but that had failed.
So, he had to find some way to permanently separate the pair of them, and come up with a way to keep Shinra from deciding that all the money he had poured into the project was wasted and pull his funding of both the Jenova Project and his other projects.
Wait….
Hojo began to smile, a thin, pleased smile. Well, there was a possible solution, a very, very good one, at that.
So they were afraid of Sephiroth, hmm? Afraid of what he would become? Maybe Hojo could speed that along. After all, why leave his prize here to further contamination and the like.
Or, in fact, destroy the contamination and its effects all in one fell swoop. He had a copy of the orders Shinra had tried to issue. With that and a few simple, helpful nudges, he would be able to deal with the SOLDIER and the infection of humanity he had caused in Sephiroth. He just had to make sure that Sephiroth saw them, and that would be no hard task, simply a case of having to ask him to pick up something.
He already knew where to send the pair, as well. Tie up a few loose ends and make it as neat a package as he possibly could. Deal with Sephiroth’s disobedience, the interference from the man who seemed to think he could touch a god, and Shinra’s meddling all at once.
The smile grew.
Every boy should know his mother, after all.
Wordcount:
Nov 5: 1,035
November so far: 25,722
NB: 3,819
Author: GW Katrina aka
icedark_elfBeta:
forgottenloverWarning: Implied torture, some cursing, part of an darkish AU
Wordcount: 1,035
A/N: Based on
kemis's Ode of Diversion. Third fic in the Nibelheim Burning AU. Go read the previous ones, or this won't make any sense.Planning
How dare they?
How dare they?
Even now, he knew, they were trying to find way to put controls on his project. To find a way to bring him to heel. The most perfect specimen since Jenova herself, and they were looking for ways to destroy him.
They were frightened of him.
Frightened of the perfection he represented, maybe. Frightened of his power. Good, they should be frightened. He would rule them one day, and Hojo would have finished his life’s work. He would prove that he was better than Gast when his project, his child, stood as a God above all humans.
To be the creator of a god, that was the true goal of science.
But he already knew the little petty minds that ran Shinra would never allow that to happen. Look at what they had already tried to do? Tried to control that SOLDIER into becoming the assassin of someone who would not die so easily.
Not that Hojo liked the man anyway. He was contaminating the project, causing deviations that he had not experienced or expected in Sephiroth. Missed sessions, refusal to do some tests, slow cooperation when he did. So much sheer, outright, disobedience.
Hojo knew who to blame it on. That SOLDIER assistant of Sephiroth’s.
And then the man had made it even worse by refusing to do it. Refusing, as if he had any right to refuse anything that the President or Hojo told him. They had made him. Hojo had made him, injected him with the mix of Mako and Jenova that had made him a SOLDIER.
Though there was something odd in his genetic mix that Hojo would love to have more time to work with. Something interestingly familiar, if only he could place it.
That was neither here nor now. He no longer had the man in his labs and very likely would not have him there for a while, if ever. Something else to be irritated at the man with. Not only would he not give Shinra the false hope of having a leash on Sephiroth, but his disappearance for that short time had actually made the higher ups in the company even more fearful of his project. When Sephiroth had promised to find his second, no matter what, it apparently made them realize that they had no real holds on the man.
And now this talk about putting him down.
As if they could.
Snorting softly, Hojo sat in his darkened lab, the only real lights coming from the mako glow. The regulars had been dimmed, to give an appearance of night and day. Eyes glittering in the darkness, Hojo absently watched a spider crawl inside its case. He had had it picked up due to the new poisons it had been found to be carrying after it had killed a SOLDIER. Obviously Mako tainted. As he watched it, his mind was working on what to do with all of this and how to work it to his advantage.
The problem: Shinra’s cowardice when it came to Sephiroth. The man was absolutely spineless around him. While Sephiroth was usually very good at obeying his orders, the man did have an independent streak to him. Hojo had been sure to train that under, but with the outside influences, Sephiroth had been using it more and more often. Each time he did, each time he resisted orders, each time he simply told Shinra how it was going to be, it made the President more and more aware.
He did not control Sephiroth. Not at all. And if the silver haired man chose to, he could simply take over and nobody would care. No one.
And when President Shinra realized that, he had obviously panicked and was frantically trying to find some way to put Sephiroth under his control.
As if he, a rather poor excuse for a mortal, could ever control a god to be.
That was not the only problem. Hojo had been training Sephiroth since his birth to one day take his rightful place as ruler of the world. He was to stand apart from humans, see them as the witless worms that they were, for the most part. He wasn’t supposed to empathize with them, to feel their pain.
That SOLDIER, what was his name, Zack. That SOLDIER Zack was ruining all of that. He was destroying Sephiroth’s perfections, bit by bit. Sephiroth hadn’t been anywhere as close to rebellious as he was now before that irritant had arrived. He was possessive, and, of all things, worried about the man. Hojo had hoped that, with Zack in the labs, he might be able to wean Sephiroth away from him, but that had failed.
So, he had to find some way to permanently separate the pair of them, and come up with a way to keep Shinra from deciding that all the money he had poured into the project was wasted and pull his funding of both the Jenova Project and his other projects.
Wait….
Hojo began to smile, a thin, pleased smile. Well, there was a possible solution, a very, very good one, at that.
So they were afraid of Sephiroth, hmm? Afraid of what he would become? Maybe Hojo could speed that along. After all, why leave his prize here to further contamination and the like.
Or, in fact, destroy the contamination and its effects all in one fell swoop. He had a copy of the orders Shinra had tried to issue. With that and a few simple, helpful nudges, he would be able to deal with the SOLDIER and the infection of humanity he had caused in Sephiroth. He just had to make sure that Sephiroth saw them, and that would be no hard task, simply a case of having to ask him to pick up something.
He already knew where to send the pair, as well. Tie up a few loose ends and make it as neat a package as he possibly could. Deal with Sephiroth’s disobedience, the interference from the man who seemed to think he could touch a god, and Shinra’s meddling all at once.
The smile grew.
Every boy should know his mother, after all.
Wordcount:
Nov 5: 1,035
November so far: 25,722
NB: 3,819
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I feel vaguely unclean.
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And they have their own counter planning. This moral compassless Zack(now, anyway, thanks to Hojo), not completely together Seph, and we should hopefully meet Cloud and his own special damage soon.
Whee!
The story will continue past Nibelheim.
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This cannot possibly end well.
*anticipates next fic*
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I'm glad you're liking it.
*pokes at it* This is a loooong set, I think. *pets the chaos* The story does go past the actual fire of Nibelheim. Can't wait for everyone to see what will happen.
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the sound of Hojo's plans
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love this!
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I look forward to the mayham Zack and Sephiroth cause Hojo and Shinra. *grin* I'm also looking forward to the introduction of Cloud. Mayhaps, if you follow the Vincent angle of Ode, we will see some foursome action? *sends puppy dog eyes*
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Oh, it's going to be bad times for someone. And not too happy till well after Nibelheim burns. *cackles evil*
And now you've given some of the bunnies whole new ways to go. *evil grin* Thank you.
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And why do I get the feeling that poor little Cloud is going to be the one that isn't happy.
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::coughs:: just ignore Gift, I'll post his story eventually
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Though, I can cackle with glee about the second, even less expected variable of Cloud in the future. Oh Hojo, I luffle when your plans fail.
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Of course, the boys get a plan of their own, and it gets fucked as well, so...
*evil glees and runs*
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EVIL! You and Hojo: evil I tell you. Except I look forward to your evil. xD
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Okay, now I want to disect Hojo's history and that is never of the good.
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I do believe you gave them an idea.
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It's one thing I disliked about a rant I read about a fic I liked - being Cetra does not automatically = "Nice". Being able to hear the Planet does not exclude ruthlessness in protecting it, and mothers are reputed to be quite fierce when their young are threatened and Aeris has always had just a little bit of a motherly air to her in my mind.
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That is awesome! Thank you so much! *glees* That would be hilarious.
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of doombeats the Nailbat hands down.From:
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I want Cloud!. Those two need Cloud cuddles!
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