Disclaimer: The characters I write about in this story are not owned by me. Squaresoft owns them. The story, however, came from my demented mind. Yay!

A/N: This is the first fan fiction story I ever wrote. It's kind of old, but I still want to finish it. I've done 9 chapters as of yet, and will continue it if I get some good reviews. And, oh yeah.. Please read and review. Thanks.

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Chapter Two

"How was I?" Reno asked stepping off of the stage. "Fine. You did pretty well. I mean, you are definitely no Rufus, but you did very well." Elena said. The Turks looked very different. They now wore the blackest of suit's, purchased after the death of Don Corneo, instead of the usual dark charcoal gray of the old Turks, as they call them. They also wear a patch with a large "7-S" on it. This seven represents the rebuilding of sector seven slums. The S, Shole. "Are the preparations ready?" Reno asked. "Yes. I have found the best materia hunter in the land." said Rude. "Name?" Reno asked patiently. "You can come out now." Rude signaled to a door to his right. "HELLO!!" Yuffie yelled. "No not her, anybody but her." Reno said staring Yuffie down. "I am the best materia hunter in the world. I could find materia no matter where." Yuffie bragged. Reno paused for a minute. "Even in sector 7?" Reno asked. "Sector 7? I...I don't get it. I mean, one minute you say Shole is a wives tail, the next you ask if I could get it out of there? I mean..what do you really know? What's going on?!" Rude raised a hand to silence the girl. Yuffie stopped mid thought. "Just answer the question." Reno said glaring at Yuffie. "I guess. For a price, though." Yuffie responded with hesitation. "A price of what? Money is no object..." Reno quickly responded. "It is not gil. It is to resurrect my father." Yuffie said. "Well, I guess I have no other choice." Reno said. "Yay!" Yuffie exclaimed.

"Well, I guess we should go have a small chat with Reno." said Cloud. "I agree..." Red was interrupted by the sound of the PHS ringing. "Hello?" Asked Cid. "Cid! It's me, Reeve." "Where are you?" asked Cid. "Um, well, I...I am in Corel." "What are you doing there?" Cid asked quietly. "Well, I had some debts to pay off." "Dammit, Reeve. what kind of debts?" Cid asked suspiciously. "Well, debts I owed to Dio." "Let me guess, you need thirty- five thousand gil to get you out of the Corel prison?" Cid asked angrily. "Something like that." Cid cursed under his breath. "We'll be there to get you in the Highwind. But be prepared to fight. We have got to go see Reno." "Oh, I see. Then, I'll see you later." Cid hung up the PHS and sighed. "That was Reeve. He's in Corel prison." said Cid hesitantly. "Let, me guess, had to pay off some debts and told some little kid a bad fortune." Tifa quipped. "I don't know. He didn't tell me." Cid quickly responded, half-angry at Tifa's joking.