Final Fantasy VII Advent Children 2

Chapter 11

Yazoo and Loz approached the old lab. The guards on the outside immediately scattered upon their arrival, fearing for their lives. Fortunately for them, the two silver haired men were in more of a mood to just get this over with, and ignored their presence all together.

"I assume this will not take long?" Yazoo questioned in a bored tone.

"No. The head should be in the back of the lab." Loz gestured for Yazoo to follow.

The two entered the lab, making their way through the mess the creatures had made in their from Kadaj and Loz's last visit. They finally reached the back only to find the door sealed off. Loz repeated his youngest brothers previous actions, and ripped the door right off its hinges, throwing it aside effortlessly.

" There." Yazoo pointed to a large glass tank, containing a severed, mutilated head. "That, I would assume, is JENOVA's head."

Both of them stared in awe of the creature's head. It was almost humanoid, with pale hair that appeared to have been chopped abruptly. Its flesh seemed to take on a bluish tinge, but it was apparent that all of its blood had been drained.

Yazoo pulled out the Velvet Nightmare and shot the glass, allowing the oddly coloured fluid, obviously a combination of mako and various other substances, to flow onto the floor. He reached inside and snatched the object of desire, ripping it free of anything it had been hooked up to.

"Now, let's return to Kadaj." The oldest one muttered, and both nodded at one another. They walked out of the damaged building at a leisurely pace, ignoring the panic their presence had caused. Several people stared at them in horror as they headed for their mode of transportation.

Yazoo assumed these people weren't used to failed experiments walking down their roads with the severed head of a planet-threatening parasite. However, he didn't really care what they were used to. 

He shouldn't have even felt anything at all about these people. Why should he? He was nothing more than a pathetic creation of some whack job that ceased to exist now. The mere thought of being created caused his current mood to switch to being foul and bitter.

They were just about to mount the bike, when a voice rang out to them.

"And just where to you think you're going with that?" A redheaded man, with his hair tied into a ponytail spat at them. He clutched the rod he had been holding tighter.

They took notice of what they recognized to be a Turk, a former bodyguard to the President Shin-Ra. 

Then the two took further notice to the taller, bald-headed man next to him, whose eyes were covered by the dark sunglasses in front of them. His hand seemed to be anxious to pull the trigger of the gun he was pointing at them.

"Who do you think you are? You're nothing more than a lowlife without work now that Shin-Ra is gone. Don't delay us any further, or you will die." Loz pounded the Dual Hound into his right hand.

"I am Reno, and this here is Rude. I'll have you know that what you are holding belongs to us." The man who called himself 'Reno' sneered at the older of the two creations, obviously unaware of the power these men possessed.

"Do you think we care what your names are?" Yazoo growled at him, raising his gun blade to the two former Turks who stood in their way.

" Obviously you do. You asked." Reno gave him a smirk, and then pointed the rod at them both. "Now, hand over JENOVA's head."

"No." Loz simply muttered at him.

"Then die." Rude began firing bullets at them, while Reno tried to trap them with a pyramid from the rod.