"Few years of experimentation hell, bein' kept in a basement somewhere, while the doc who's got 'em tries to turn 'em both into copies of the psycho that got 'em into that situation to start with. Zack's considered a failed experiment. His SOLDIER cells ain't susceptible to this clone gig. His buddy ain't so lucky, and ends up genetically screwed ten ways to friggin' Sunday. That said, he's considered a failure, too."

Reno cast a glance at his desk. Damn, he needed to get a coffee maker or something for his office.

"Years later, Zack finally gets a chance. Busts 'em both out. But his buddy's pretty much just comatose by that point. Too much Mako has this funny way of throwin' people into comas. Most of 'em never wake up again. That don't stop Zack from haulin' his pal all over The Planet, on the run while ShinRa's got damn near their whole army chasin' after the escaped test subjects."

And the Turks, but Reno wasn't fessing up to more involvement in this mess than he really needed to.