After that I became a Turk. My parents actually spoke to me again, while grieving for my dead sister. Cari remained in a coma. I found out Reno's friend, the bald Turk, was named Rude. He became the Turk I would train under until I became an active agent. See, I was into Kick Boxing. So it was a good form of fighting for me to base my skills off. Rude was an expert, better then most of the Turks my sister had worked with. Heck, my sister had mentioned his name in respect pretty frequently. It was odd, working under him. Even more so since Reno was his best friend and most likely to be his partner on his missions. The good news was that Rude wasn't very social and didn't bring him up much. Nor did Reno ever bother talking to me, not that we made much contact at work. I was lucky that way, only in training rather then active duty. Reno was an active agent.
It was a year later most everything went down. AVALANCHE rose again under the charge of Barret Wallace. He had reorganized them, hiding somewhere in the slums. What's worse, Shin-Ra wound up dealing with some pretty despicable characters. Among that list was the Don Corneo, a man I had grown up hating and looking over my shoulder for. But of course, I was the one they sent to negotiate with him.
This is where the next Phase of my story begins.