Gunshots and Whiskey
Whiskey eyes stared at the wet street. A recent rain had left the streets of Sector 2 Slums damp and chill. The deep shadows that resided over the entire city deepening in ominous warning. The young blonde could not help but feel a chill trace down her spine at the thought of wandering these streets alone. Even if she was a Turk, and few would dare to so much as look her in the eye.
Elena crossed her arms more tightly across her chest. Looking beside her in the black car at the redhead lounging lazily in the drivers seat. Head resting on his left hand, eyes closed as if asleep. But she knew better, it was more a gesture of boredom than anything else.
Elena had always wondered how he was possibly second in command, over Rude. The redheaded Turk beside her did not follow uniform policy, argued with his superiors, had a laid back, lazy attitude. And joked around all the time. It was as if he could read peoples thoughts, knowing what he could day that would utterly piss them off. He was annoying and overly rude to her. There were times when she wished she could punch him. If for nothing more than to wipe that smartass smirk off his face. But she couldn't, not without risking her job. She had recently been promoted to a Turk. Tonight was her first mission. As backup. And of all people for her to be stuck with it was the redheaded Reno. He was a complete mystery to her… Tseng and Rude were as well. But they seemed suited for their jobs… He seemed more like a little kid. He was never serious, and always had some smartass comment. Which most times left you embarrassed and him laughing.
She didn't know if he took his job seriously, in all honesty she did not believe him capable of being serious…
"Time to get to work, rookie." He drawled in his usual mocking, lazy voice. Elena bit back a retort and simply nodded. Stepping from the car and looking ahead as a man turned off into an alley.
The Turks, were assassins, kidnappers ect. They did ShinRa's dirty jobs. Tonight's, job was one of many assassinations performed by the Turks. So many, that it was probably pointless to try to file them. But they managed it… Or rather Elena was assigned to such a task.
On of ShinRa's employees had leaked some top-secret information. The President, learned of this and got a name. An untrustworthy employee was a big inconvience for the company. So naturally, he had called in the Turks.
Elena looked at Reno from the corner of her eye. She couldn't clearly see his face, or his expression. He made no sound. No steps echoing from the cement, haggard , nervous breaths. Nothing. He seemed to stalk up the street with a catlike grace. One that Elena had trouble matching. Her breaths were nervous and sharp. Where his were not so, he had nothing to be nervous about. But Elena was always nervous when it came to her job. What if she screwed up? Got demoted? Or fired?
In the silence Elena began, once more, to compare Reno to Tseng and Rude. How he was Rude's superior was beyond her. And how unlike Tseng he was. She envisioned a second in command to be more like Rude… Or even more like Tseng. Not the childlike Reno.
Her thoughts were cut short as the man that they had been trailing turned around. His eyes widened as he gazed at the two Turks who had been following him. Reno moved forward, pulling his EMR from its place on his hip. Elena took the cue and pulled out her handgun.
The man took a step back in surprise and fear. He knew why they were here, knew that the President had obviously found out. Reno smirked, the dull lamplight from the street striking his face. Green eyes which flashed with the introverted glow of mako. The man stared, obviously trying to decide what to do. And in the few moments of no action and silent movements on Reno's part he stood casually behind his target. The man turned, as if finally reaching a decision, only to nearly collide with the redheaded Turk.
He gasped silently and took a step back. Reno stepped forward, his signature smirk shadowing his face. "It seems that you've leaked some VERRYY secret information of ShinRa's. To some bad people." He exaggerated 'very' and 'bad' to get his point across. Elena listened to the underlining venom in her co-worker's words. Surprised slightly that he could be serious about something. But the casualness in his voice about the situation was unnerving.
The man growled and lunged forward. Reno smirked and swung his EMR into the mans face, a snapping sound told him he had broken the mans nose. Blood smeared over the mans face and splattered to the ground. He groaned lowly, covering his bleeding nose with his hands. Reno kicked the man into a wall, cornering him there by standing only a foot or so away.
"Now…we can do this the easy way… or if you'd rather…The hard way." He paused but a second as the man glared at him. "Now… Tell me, so I can go home, who you sold that information to." He smirked again, "Like a good little man." This earned him a warning growl. "I didn't know our target was a dog… did you 'Lena?" Reno mocked pompously.
"Fuck you, asshole!" The man shouted, his words slurred from his broken nose. Blood mixed with spit spewing forth from his bloody mouth. "Fine have it your way then." He slammed the man backward into the brick wall. The mans head snapped back colliding with the hard wall behind him. Causing his vision to slide in and out of focus and a wave of dizziness to pass over him. Reno repeated his question. No. Reno sighed, stepping back and reading to hit the man with his EMR. The man lunged forward landing a blow in the Turks stomach. Reno growled staggering back. The man made to run but was halted as a had wrapped itself around his shoulder. He winced at the stone grip and turned around. Face blanching as he gazed at the glowering eyes of the Turk. The mako burning with the anger that flared up out of no where. "Now, you are going to tell me who you leaked information to." The man shook his head, almost desperately. "I… I cant!" He shouted.
Reno smirked "Fine." He drawled before pulling the man forward and throwing him forcefully back toward one of the walls. There was another resounding crack as his ribs slammed into the corner of a dumpster. Again he gasped sharply. Reno walked over, almost lazily, as if this were merely something he was doing as a pastime. Elena took a step back, fear evident on her face as light from a streetlamp fell onto the redheads face. His eyes were hallow and held a cruel, sickening laughter in them. And he smiled, a crooked smile that she had never seen on his face before. Like he did, in truth, enjoy this. Enjoy torturing this man for information. Reno stopped, "Elena, don't be so weak." He stated bluntly before turning again to the man who was hunched over in the alleyway. Elena nodded before stepping forward again.
Reno bent down, "Now, you can tell me who you sold the information to." He stopped. The man attempted to gasp out a scream, but it was choked off by the pale hand gripping his throat. Reno stood the man up, still pressed against the wall. Sliding the dial of his EMR up with his thumb. Now set to a fully charged volt of electricity.
"I… I.. ca… can't tell you." The man gagged out.
He attempted to once more scream in pain as the smell of burning flesh filled the air. The EMR in Reno's hand hissed as he drug its white hot, electric metal across the mans face. Burning the flesh away as it slid across his cheek. He gasped for air as Reno lowered the weapon. "Still not going to tell me?" He shook his head. "Ca..can..n't." He choked out. Reno frowned, "Fine." He again lifted his EMR, this time shoving its tip into the mans temple. Volts of electricity raced through his body. The flesh hissed as the EMR burned through it. Blood slid down the mans face. A choked scream rose and fell in the night. With it the resound of the name that Reno had sought from the man. Silence fell. And Reno dropped the convulsing body to the ground, the muscles twitched. Tensed and shook is spasms as the currents of electricity ran through his body. Spit, blood and foam sliding from the mans open mouth. His eyes rolled back so that only the whites could be seen.
Casually, as if it were nothing, Reno pulled out a black handgun and fired one shot. Looking down Elena saw a hole between the now lifeless mans eyes. She shook, nausea splashing over her. The air smelt of blood, garbage, spit and burning flesh. Mixed with the putrid smell of death and the filth of the streets is Sector 2 slums. Elena stepped back as Reno casually, silently strolled from the alley toward the car. "You coming, rookie?" He asked turning back at her. Elena almost sighed in relief as she no longer saw the hallow, cruel look in his eyes and the casual, cold tone in his voice. She nodded and ran toward the car. As Reno slid in and slid the keys in, she listened to the sound of the engine revving.
She knew now, why Reno was second to Tseng. How he remained a Turk with his laid back attitude and scrawny form. It was that seriousness for his job that she had seen only moments before. That cruelty and hallow, emptiness. And she wondered, just how much of a second to Tseng he was. And if their only separation in rank was seniority and organization, on Tseng's part. And then, if this was how every mission went. Of if Reno had just slipped into some strange mood tonight. Somehow, she felt that was the case. Something just hadn't been right.
Disclaimer: I own no aspect of Final Fantasy 7. All rights go to SquareEnix.
Author's Note: I'm not too sure about this one. It was kind of a random spurt of thought. PLEASE tell me what you think and how I can make this better. I dont think Reno seems like Reno in this one. So any tips would be great. So would suggestions and criticism. Eventualy I will have another chapter up... I have some ideas but no definate choice. Please review. Thanks.