Title: To Hell and Back
Rating: M
Summary: When Rufus is kidnapped from his own apartment, it triggers a series of events that force a change in the company as hidden agendas and secrets are revealed when TURK and SOLDIER work together to recover the missing Shinra heir.
General warnings: This is a yaoi fic, there are scenes of torture and rape in some later chapters, but you will be warned of those in each appropriate chapter and abridged versions of the chapters should become available if we have the time.
Pairings: Tseng/Rufus, Lazard/Sephiroth, Angeal/Zack, Rude/Reno, OC/Rufus
Disclaimer: All FF characters/places belong to Square, we just borrow and traumatise them before we have to give them back for therapy.
A/N: Here's the prologue of part one of three in the series. Feedback and comments are always welcome, flames will just be used for the BBQs.
A/N2: Apologies for the awful layout that has been pointed out to me. This should be better. Sorry.
Half four in the morning was not the most sociable hour in existence, not even for Turks who had been called in the middle of the night, just as they were about to get into bed because someone had decided that something had gotten into his apartment and was trying to kill him. It turned out to be a false alarm from the paranoid man who had probably been drinking too much into the early hours.
Tseng scowled, irritable from his denied sleep and being dragged away from his young lover; he should have just ignored the President's call and prayed to whatever gods would listen that there actually was someone trying to kill the moronic excuse for a man. It would make all of their lives so much better and simpler. But no, he had gone, dutiful TURK that he was, and found nothing for all his troubles.
Tseng reached the apartment that he shared with his lover. As the Vice President's bodyguard, he had his own room adjoining the main apartment but it went unused as a spare bedroom, as Rufus had demanded that he wanted Tseng to sleep with him and the Wutaian was all too happy to oblige. The TURK paused and looked around the apartment as he realised that the guard he had ordered to watch the door was absent. He looked down the corridor, but saw no sign of the wayward man, and he was on alert instantly.
He passed through the unlocked doors into the apartment, taking in the scene before him; the whole place had been turned upside down; expensive furniture was broken and upturned, pictures that had hung on the walls found themselves on the floor, and the collections of valuable ornaments and artworks were strewn across the floor, most had been shattered in to thousands of tiny shards by someone's carelessness.
"Rufus?" The Wutaian called out as he drew his gun, fear gripping his heart as the silence stretched for several minutes. "Rufus?" he called again, carefully stepping over the broken coffee table, making his way to the bedroom. The door was hanging on its hinges and the luxuriously decorated bedroom was in as bad of a state as the rest of the apartment, the bed was upturned, but no Rufus. Where was he?
Hearing a soft growl from under the bed, he bent down and saw Dark Nation was laying trapped between the bed and the wall; he pulled the mattress keeping her there back a little and was worried when she didn't immediately get up to find Rufus and he saw the dart in her hide. He kept his movements slow and non threatening, knowing that his love's pet could be extremely temperamental and unpredictable at the best of times and he pulled it out of her carefully before moving back and allowing her to come around in her own time.
Tseng left the room and searched the rest of the apartment, but from the quick sweep, he couldn't identify anything that jumped out at him and screamed that it was a clue as to what had happened. He flipped out his phone and speed dialled Reno, but he had to redial several times before it was answered. "Reno," he snapped, "I need a team on Rufus' floor immediately."
"G-gimme a few yo," Reno's voice sounded unsteady and his breathing was heavily laced with barely suppressed moans, "Ah shit Ruuuuuuude…"
"Now," He snapped his phone shut and immediately headed to the surveillance room. Tseng was unsure if he should have been surprised or not to find it completely empty and the channels for Rufus' floor and apartment had been switched off for at least half hour. The time he had been called away. His mind was racing. What had happened? Where was Rufus? It was obvious he had been taken, but to where? By who?
Within minutes he had woken his entire available department and he went back to the apartment, taking a close look around himself before his men got there. No obvious sign of forced entry save for the broken bedroom door. He couldn't see any obvious blood from possible injuries. He checked around the upturned bed and found Rufus' gun; it didn't look like it had been used…but if he had been surprised in bed, the gun was the first thing he would reach for. Tseng couldn't count the amount of times he had walked into the bedroom late only to have that gun aimed at him. "Rufus where are you?" he whispered and fell silent as if the answer would be whispered back to him, but there was nothing but silence.
Feedback is welcome
Until next time
xxx