Prologue: The Makings of a Turk

H-Chan: Yo! H-Chan here, it's my latest story, I want to put credit to D-Chan for all her help with this story, she's the one who's writing this chapter, she asked if she could because she had a whole bunch of idea's. So here's D-Chan, by the way, next chapter I'm creating my muses Zion, and Nathan, both are characters created by D-Chan but I'm being aloud to use them as my muses.

D-Chan: Yolar everyone, for all my fans out there, I'M SORRY I HAVEN'T UPDATED! But no I'm not dead. I'll update soon promise.

Disclaimer: We don't own the music in later chapters, nor do we own any characters from FFVII. But we do own the plot, and if any one can hook the songs to the chapters, tell us why we chose that song, there will be bonus chapters.

Pairing: Tseng/Reno... Eventually

(Reno's P.O.V.)

I glare at the cracked ceiling of the room. I had been here for a little over three days. I was employed as one of Don Corneo's whore's, only because I had no where else to turn. I had been doing fine for years, but my luck has just been down lately. I was still only learning how to give head and hand jobs, but tomorrow I was learning the real tricks of the trade.

The door slams open "Come on kid, you got sentry duty." I blink and sit up. I follow him to the front corridor. He hands me a slightly heavier shirt "Don't get yourself shot or stabbed kid, 'cause your the prettiest thing we've had in years, ok, only rule, don't let any one without money or a VIP card pass through." I nod and go stand by the front gate, arms crossed.

I stand there for about ten minutes before a man comes up. I hold out an arm to stop him "You got cash pal?" He grunts "I don't need money."

(Rude's P.O.V.)

I watch from afar as the kid bars his way. I curse aloud. I move in closer to hear the kid say "You got a VIP pass?" My partner curses and throws a punch. The kid's eye's widen and he dodges "Oh come on now!" he yells. He dodges another throw and punches my partner in the gut.

I wince, the boy sweeps my partners feet out from under him, and is immediately straddling him. He hits a pressure point thats sends him into unconsciousness. I rush forward grabbing the kid from behind. He curses and struggles but I get him tied up and throw him in the back of my car, I drag my partner into the passenger's seat and then pull my phone out as I stand in front of my car and call the boss.

"Boss, mission failed, Jefferson got his ass kicked by a kid, I'm bringing the kid in to see if he's good enough to replace Ariel, of course sir, yes sir, right away boss." I hang up and climb into the front seat . The kid starts to curse at me. I adjust the mirror onto the kid and he glares at me. He must think he's in trouble, oh how wrong he is.

(Reno's P.O.V.)

I stare in wonder at the large buildings on the upper plate. They were freaking huge! Soon enough we stop outside of the Shin-Ra building, people come out to collect the guy I had knocked out. The bald guy reaches in for me. I squirm, but he just pushes me forward, soon we're in an elevator going up to the 69th floor. When the door opens I'm pushed out.

"This is the Turk lounge." is all the bald man says. I blink 'Why is he telling me this?' He points as we continue on "Those are the holding cells." I blink confused as we pass them. "That's my office. Those down there are the interrogation rooms, and these rooms are more offices that," he points to the door we're heading towards "is the bosses office." I begin to struggle and curse. He opens the door and thrusts me in. I spot a handsome Wuataiese man sitting at the desk.

His eye's flicker up "untie him." The bonds are released. I blink and stumble forward rubbing my wrists. I scowl at the dark man. He looks up again "Aren't you going to take a seat?" He goes back to filling out papers. I sit and nervously fidget. He finishes his paper work with a sigh and turns to me "I hear you took down one of my men?"

I scowl and nod "I was on sentry duty, no one in unless they've got money or a VIP card, he tried to get through, so I did what any street rat can do." He nods "How would you like a better job that uses those talents, instead of what you're currently employed for?" I grimace. The bald guy pipes up "Would you rather be somebodies whore?"

I lean forward leaning my arms on his desk "Ok, my name is Reno, nice to be your business associate, boss." I say 'boss' sarcastically. Two months after some training, me, Rude, the boss, and Jefferson all go to finish the mission. I lead them in the back way, but loose them in the process. I curse and suddenly get grabbed around the middle and dragged into a room.

I yelp and my gun falls to the ground with a clatter. A hand covers my mouth as the door closes. I'm thrown onto the floor only to see Jimmy, the guy who put me on sentry duty, and Anthony, one of the favorites. Anthony grins at me 'bout time you cam back kid, maybe now we can finish your training?" My eye's widen.

They shove something into my mouth and tie me down. I continue to struggle frantically, making a lot of noise. Jimmy straddles me pulling as knife from his belt "But first, a little payback, for getting me in trouble when you left." My muffled screams fill the room as the knife digs into the skin below my eye's. I begin to cry and struggle more as I here gun shots going off not to far away. Jimmy grins "So you didn't come here alone?"

He reaches down and unbuttons my suit jacket, pulling it up to my tied wrist's he undoes the few buttons I bothered to button on my dress shirt. He runs a hand down my chest, he brings the knife to a nipple, Jimmy grins "Sorry kid, but orders are orders," he leans in close to my ear and licks the shell of my ear "Your still beautiful, so I think I'll have some fun with you first." Just as the knife begins to dig into my skin the door bangs open.

I hear more gunshots, but don't know what's going on because I closed my eye's, I feel something warm on my face and open them only to close them... there's blood in my eye's. I feel Jimmy's body slump down and he drops the knife. The body is pushed from me and my hands are undone. A cloth runs over my face, when I open my eye's I see Rude. Rude sits me up "Jefferson died, your second in command now Reno." I blink "But how...?"

I can't speak anymore because my face hurts to much. Rude grins slightly and applies pressure to one of the cuts. I cry out in pain. He just keeps it there "You passed the training with flying color, you got better scores then me, therefore, you surpass me." The boss steps forward "Rude get him wrapped up and bring him out to the car, I'm going to get Jefferson's body, you did well for your first mission kid." The boss leaves the room.

Rude gets gauze onto my cuts and helps me button my shirt do to me not being able to look down. For once my shirt is buttoned all the way up. I grin humorlessly, but then wince as pain lances through my face. Rude grins "What you gonna do about the scars?" I give a slight smile careful of the cuts "I'm gonna get them tattooed over, so that there darker, so they look less like scars." I steal Rude's sunglasses placing them on my face, there a bit big so they go over the cuts but still rest on the gauze, then slide them up to hold my hair out of my eye's "I gotta get me a pair of these." Rude chuckles "I'll get you some custom made things later, right now, let's concentrate on getting you back to the office so we can get those cuts cleaned."