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Tinkeu turned to look at Sanae, not quite sure what to say for a moment, being a bit caught off gaurd by the question. For a moment, the whole mission sounded stupid. Burning Corel without any reason besides the fact that they were ordered to? But that was exactly it. Turning her head to look out the window once more, she spoke again. "What more reason do we need besides the fact that we were ordered to? Personally, I don't know what any of the highups have running through their mind, and I'm not going to take my time to find out." Eye the camera in the upper corner to her left, she stopped there, refraining from saying anything that she really thought about any of her superiors, not wanting to risk ticking someone off.

Deehe sat up on the table and surveyed the room, a smaller table rested next to his, it was completely covered in sets of wicked looking tools. Deehe grabbed one of the sharper ones as he continued his survey, nothing but the cold steel walls was left in this room, there was a door behind him, set into the wall ******** its cold." Deehe sighed, "Why must we be so paranoid here?"
Deehe hopped off of the table and prayed in vain that he wasnt being watched. Risking an embarassing moment with a co-worker, Deehe headed for the door, he stood in front of it impatiently waiting for it too slide open, nothing happened. Deehe had figured as much, he wasnt wasnt wearing his ID.
He flipped the tool in his hand it had a long hooking blade, most surgeons didnt use it, too dangerous but Hojo wasnt most anything. He went over to the card panel, second line of defense, and cut through the crease, then as an unexpected twist to Deehes fate, the door opened on its own.
Deehe spun out of the way, nowhere to hide, so he did the second best thing, he spun the hook out wide, stopping it in front of the persons neck.
I dont care if I get fired, being in Hojo's lab for any reason that puts me on his table, is a bad reason to be in Hojo's lab.
Deehe spun back in front of the door, and breathed a sigh of relief, it was an assistant with towels. Deehe brought his other hand up and grabbed the assistant by the neck, dragging him into the room, making him drop the towels he was carrying.
"Hi, nice to meet you, now give me a towel before I break your neck." Deehe said going from nonchalant to icy in a very short time.

Nekro listened to Wydda give the short explanation about Jenova. Although it didn't help much it did introduce him to a new term. Cetra. He had heard Hojo mumble this word a couple of times when he was experimenting on him in the lab, but never cared to ask. Then came the question.

"Who are you?" Wydda had asked him. He stopped. He really didn't know how to answer. Although he was told that he was the son of Sephiroth; it came from Hojo, and might be a lie. But what else could he say. His past was cloudy and he could not reveal anything. He looked at Wydda.

"I...am Nekro.." He began.

"I was told that I was the son of Sephiroth, although I don't know who that is...that is all I can say, for I don't know anything else..." He looked away. He began to walk past Wydda, when another phrase came at him.

"If I had told you that someone told me to stay away from you what would you say?" Wydda again asked. Nekro again stopped, and turned around.

"Why would anyone tell you that?" Then another question came into his head.

"Who would tell you that, no one else besides you and Hojo know even my name yet." Nekro gave Wydda a quisical look. They stared at each other for a while, then Wydda said.

"Well I suppose we should head out towards Hojo's?"

"Yes...let's get going."

They walked along the long deserted hallway, Wydda stalking about two feet behind Nekro. It was dark with only the artificial flourescent light to lead their path. Everyone had already long gone to bed, or still working in their offices. It was really quite, almost too quite. The kind of quite that one would experience in a crypt. Nekro looked around, he didn't know what it was, but he had a feelling that there was someone or something watching them.

"Let's make haste." He said and began to run. It wasn't that he was afraid, just cautious. Soon they reached the elevator. A very large contraption with glass round walls. Nekro pressed the button and the elevator doors opened. They quickly stepped inside, but before they could press a button the elevator doors closed and it was on its way upwards.

"Is it supposed to do that..." Nekro commented knowing the this was not natural.

The elevator after a short time stopped, the doors silently slid to reveal the inards of short hallway leading to a door. Cautiously stepping out he noticed that the security cameras were following his every step.

"I suggest we be on guard..." Nekro said as he slowly slid his left hand to grasp his katana sheath. He gave a short sigh and continued forward.

"Who would tell you that? no one else besides you and Hojo know even my name yet." Nekro asked.

Nekro and Wydda had both steped into the elevator, and it shot upwards towards the top of the building.

"Is it supposed to do that..." Nekro commented. "No I dont believe so." Wydda looked above to see how many floors were left until they stopped if they even stopped. It slowly cam to a stop just short a couple of floors from the presidents floor.

"Nevermind, its nothing." She stated, cautiously Nekro and Wydda both walked down the grey halls of the building. Wydda had pulled out her nightstick as she noticed that Nekro had grasped a hold of his Katana, she did not extend it in hopes of keeping it hidden for the time being.

She thought to herself.
They had both reached the door. Wydda looked ta Nekro to see what his reaction would be, but that proved to be a failure seeing how you cant even see his face.

Nekro watched as Wydda put away her weapon, but did not follow her example. He didn't know where he was, or what he was doing here. He watched as Wydda turned around and said.

"I dont think we should be here."

Without notice the doors at the end of the hall opened. A man's voice came from within the confines of the room.

"Wydda and, Nekro is it?" Wydda stopped and turned around. It looked as if she knew what was going on, but Nekro was still causious. He wouldn't let his guard down, infact he clutched his katana tighter. Wydda walked towards the entrance and Nekro carefully followed.

The room was large and very fancy. There was a large, lustrous chandelier hanging from the centre of the wood ceiling. There was a large office table with papers cluttered all over it. Behind the table sat a large man dressed in a red suit and next to him stood another man - Hojo. The large man was turned away from the newcomers; he was staring out of his two gigantic widows that were right behind the table. He spun his chair around and smiled at Wydda. Wydda said.

"Three guess who that is."

Wydda continued to approach the two men, Nekro still carefully following her. The large man put his hand on the table over what seemed to be a manilla folder, tapping his fingers over the files. His rings glared a beam of light into Nekro's eyes, thus catching Nekro's attention. The two Turks stopped, and Wydda in a serious voice said.

"Sir I request that we may speak with Hojo concerning Jenova's cells."

Nekro gave her a quick look, then looked at the two men again. It was obvious to him that they wanted something from Nekro and Wydda. The large man got up and laughed.

"Jenova cells?! What the hell are you talking about!"

Hojo smiled along with the large man, his glasses glaring from the light and hiding his eyes. The man ceased his laugh and looked at Nekro this time.

"So you are the one Hojo has told me about." He said in a peaceful yet malicious tone.

"Nekro...what a suitable name."

Nekro didn't know who this man was, so he asked.

"Who are you?"

"Me?! Hojo hasn't told you about me? Well I would be President Shinra, and Hojo's boss. So you best listen to me if you want Hojo to keap his job." The man slammed his fist on the table, and sat back down. Nekro's next question was just as foreward.

"What is it that you want...?"

The man began to laugh again, but this time Hojo did not accompany him.

"What do I want?! Well I want quite frankly everything, but that's still a long ways..." Just as the man stated that the doors crashed open, and from them came another man. This one had medium length blonde hair and was wearing a white trench coat of a sort. He walked in as if nothing had been happening. President Shinra got up and exclaimed.

"Rufus, how many have I told you not to barge in like that!" The new man stopped short of the table and sighed.

"AVALANCHE has attacked again...When are you going to get it into your head that you can't just control everything with money!"

"Don't talk like that to your father! Money is what makes the world go'round, now I will deal with you later. Right now I have some other important matters to attend to." Shinra gave a nod towards the two Turks standing there and watching.

"Turks..." The man named, Rufus, smiled. Rufus gave a glance at the two, and said. "Don't worry father, soon I will show you." He again smiled and started casually for the door. He quickly slid away as if nothing had happened, but the large man looked very angry. He slammed his fist on the table again, harder than last time.

"That boy is going to be the death of me..."

Nekro was at a loss. It didn't seem that this was the end of their confrontation, there must have been a trap involved. He was going to stall.

"Mas..Hojo, explain yourself. Is it true that I am one of your experimental mutations." There was an anger in Nekro's voice. Nekro quickly glanced to the side of him. The shadows were moving. He grasped his katana with his left hand.

"I wouldn't attempt it..." Hojo murmered aloud.

In the blink of an eye there was a group of five men standing surrounding Wydda and Nekro. Each man was armed with a long katana and what was worse was that they all looked the same. They all wore black suits and had the same facial features, along with long white hair. A quick sight came into Nekro's head.

'Sephiroth...'

But he shook it off and looked at Hojo.

"Damnit, I knew that you were up to something!" Nekro yelled.

"You're learning to much for your own good, my dear creation..." Hojo smiled. The president just stood there with a straight face.

"And you, my dear Wydda. You should stay out of private files, for they may come to harm you someday." Hojo smiled. "You wanted to know about the Jenova cells, well here is the first batch of warriors who were cloned from one of my better creations."

"Clones take them down, but don't kill them. I still have some things I want to try out on them."

The clones began to walk forth towards the two. Nekro quickly drew his blade and he saw Wydda do the same with her weapon. One of the clones began to charge towards Nekro, with his katana dragging at his feet. Nekro quickly raised his blade and met the clone's katana. The clone was strong Nekro could feel it. The clone withdrew his katana and went back down for the strike. Nekro yet again blocked and this time flipped backwards away from the clone. But before he could gather himself another was charging at him. The clone struck as Nekro attempted to dodge, but the blade made contact. Nekro right shoulder was torn, and his arm was almost useless. Nekro dropped his katana because of the wound. The first clone ran up to Nekro and struck him with the butt of his katana between Nekro's eyes. Nekro passed out...

Wydda stood ready to strike at the first "clone" as Hojo referrred to them as. They had completed a semi circle a round the front of her blocking an escape.

"So these where the things you cloned from sephirtoth." Wydda smirked as one of the clones lunged at her at struck her in the stomach causing her to lose her breath, Wydda gasped trying to breath another figure lunged at her he held his sword tip towards the ground and swung up across Wydda's chest but hit nothing but air. Wydda toppled backwards as she gained her breath back from her previous attacker.

Hojo and the president stood there watching as Hojos creation's tried to eradicate the Two turks. Hojo laughed at what his freaks were doing to the Turks. Wydda Stood up as another clone attacked and nearly struck the edge of her neck. Wydda ran towards Hojo as fast as she could move and grabbed him and held her Electrified nightstick at his neck.

Wydda tried to catch her breath as she held Hojo in a firm grip. "Now, professor I think you will call of your little experiments or I will have to prevent you from breathing by Oh I dont know melting your neck with 10000 volts of electricity!" Hojo laugheed maniacly and waved his hand towards the Clones. "This is exactly what you people were used for, useing anything to your advantage, Heh heh."

"You succeded in the test Wydda and thanks to your skills and abilities we can now capture and eradicate anyone we need, too" President shinra sat at his desk and continued to say. "Oh and Wydda, I dont think you should be snooping around in things that dont particularily concern you.

Remember you turks were ment to obay orders not question them." The president waved his hand as if telling someon to come forward. Wydda turned to see who he was gestureing towards. As she turned to look she felt a sharp cold object hitting her directly on the temple, "You ********..." She looked at the figure but saw only a swirling mass of black and grey, and then nothing but darkness.

Skye instantly lifted her eyes from the papers on her desk, looking to the door, standing slowly, smoothing out her navy blue uniform as she did so. Remembering that she was to accompany Tinkeu, Sanae, and Axel to Corel, she snatches a pair of fingerless gloves from another desk in her room, as well as grabbing her small sack, fastening it around her waist, filling it full of ammo for her pistol before walking to the door, snatching the pistol from the shelf by the door, slipping it into the holster. She stops at the door, pausing a moment, before opening it, her eyes narrowing just slightly as she sees Tinkeu, "Oh, I see it's time." With that, she glances to Sanae, flashing a small smile, before looking back to Tinkeu, hre frown returning, showing her obvious dislike of her vice commander. "Well then, shall we get going?"