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Author's note: I added a few descriptions to the Turks' way of living. If you've read this before, you can skip this chapter. The descriptions only serve to give a more in-depth explanation. I'm not very good at describing backgrounds or character developments, my vocabulary is very…what's the word…shallow. Is that the right word I'm looking for? It can't be helped because English is not my mother tongue. But I will try my best to give my dear readers a good story. Thanks sxith-mon for the advice. This story will not go down the drain, I promise. Oh, the title? I've actually thought for two weeks before deciding on this title. I don't see the problem, so I'm not going to change it.
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Disclaimer: Squaresoft owns everything…damn…
Breeding a White Chocobo
Chapter 1: It's Easy to Trick the Turks
Two years after the defeat of Sephiroth and Weapons, the world had changed dramatically. No longer was Mako energy in use because Shinra Inc. had been shut down for good. But luckily Reeves founded a new energy company that didn't use Mako as fuel, so the people in the world had been spared from an energy crisis.
Midgar stood silently, a run down city that was a mockery to its former glory. Even the upper plate that once was a much sought after dream of people around the world laid in dire state of crumbling into bits.
Things had been worse for the Turks. With no more Shinra Inc., none of the trio could get a secure job because they had no other skills than kidnapping, extortion, murdering and such, the Turks could only manage to stay alive by doing odd jobs as jack-of-all-trades. Kinda reminded you of someone, didn't it? How ironic. First they were the successful ones, now that somebody was having the time of his life with a wife and having tons of gil. Why would monsters carry so much gil when they don't even know how to use it? With hardly any money in their pockets, the three Turks had to share their money on the rent of a small apartment with only a living room, a kitchen and a restroom. Munching on near-expired bread bought cheap from a nearby bakery and sleeping on worn-out sofas, the Turks vowed to find themselves a job that could make them filthy rich and enable them to live on booze all day. Staying sober for two full years had made them desperate for instant billionaires formulae.
Even though the Turks are but a thing of the past, Reno, Rude and Elena had stayed together ever since the shutting of Shinra Inc. Retaining what they called the 'spirit of the Turks', they had stubbornly refused to take off their blue uniform, once a status emblem for the Turks. They wouldn't have changed into other clothes even if they wanted to, for money was tight and not one cent could be spared to have a little fun.
"Hey guys! Guess what?" yelled Reno as he barged into their apartment, waving an envelope in his hand and smiling from ear to ear.
Exhausted from their last job, Rude and Elena pretended not to notice Reno as they continued slumping on the sofas. Reno thought they were dead, but let out a sigh of relief when he saw faint movements of their chests as they breathed. Continuing with his excitement, he walked towards them and showed them the contents of the envelope. A piece of paper with words written on it. Cool. No, wait, was that a huge deck of gil hiding behind the paper?!
The two Turks quickly sprang up and snatched at the envelope, their eyes lighting up at the sight of money. All their fatigue had melted away at the wondrous pile of gil. "Reno, did you rob a bank?" Rude asked, eyes still on the money as Elena counted them. Two million gil in total.
Reno allowed himself the luxury of basking in glory for a moment. He walked macho-style towards the couch, sat down and propped his legs on the coffee table. "I got us a job that will make us gizillionaires."
"Huh?" Rude and Elena stared at him.
"A blue cat with green eyes offered me a job for a gizillion gil. All we have to do is to breed her a white chocobo according to the method she wrote in the piece of paper. Or we can even make a nizillion gil if we can breed a rainbow chocobo. I already signed the contract. She gave us the two million gil in advance 'cause I said we're broke."
The other two Turks pondered for a while. "Reno," Rude started, "what did the contract say?"
"Like I said just now, a gizillion gil for a white chocobo and a nizillion gil for a rainbow chocobo in a year. Oh, it said something about us giving her a billion gil if all that doesn't work out, but that's not important."
"WHAT?!" Elena jumped up from her sofa. "Reno, you've been tricked! There're no such words as gizillion or nizillion, and white and rainbow chocobos are just rumors, we don't really know if they exists! It's a scam to either get herself a chocobo or a billion gil!"
Reno's mouth dropped open. The two million worth of gil on the table had distracted him when he was reading the contract. He hadn't really thought it through when he dropped his signature on the paper. "Damn, man! I never should have trusted cats, they're just big, fat liars!"
Somewhere, Reeve sneezed.
"Well, we really have no choice now," remarked Rude, "we have to get her a white chocobo. A rainbow chocobo just sounds too far-fetched. We just might succeed in being the first to breed white chocobos."
"Yeah, maybe we can even make her change her mind and pay us REAL money," said Elena.
"The paper said we should get two gold chocobos first. Do the two of you know how to raise chocobos?" Reno couldn't help but ask.
"Not really…" answered Elena. Rude shook his head.
"Looks like we have to visit the chocobo farm then," Reno said. "And thanks for helping me out, guys."
"Hey, we're the Turks, we stay together thick or thin," Elena said with a smile.
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Author's note: I really like the Turks, they're just soo cool! When fighting them, I even try to take my time because I want to study them ^__^ That scammer I mentioned in the story is really me, if you haven't figured it out. However, I'll only appear in the first and last chapter in a veeery minor role. Not worth mentioning anyway…*sweat drops*. I will update next week. Please tell me how you think of this, even if it's short ^__^ Thank you!