Thank you so much to DevilAngelResa19 and kero123 for having taken the time to read and review the first chapter. Knowing what great writers you both are, you have given me great encouragement. I now have several chapters drafted and if you consider I'm coming along ok I will be continuing to post them.
I also found that I made a big booboo and referred to Meteor inside of Omega in part of the chapter – hopefully I will work out how to edit it, I am still getting to grips with how to post online properly so apologies for the mistake.
Many thanks to anyone who bothers to read this chapter and I hope you enjoy it!
The formal training commences
The first week of training was now due to start, commencing first of all with breakfast served between 6.30am and 7.15am. Trainees were then expected to report to their tutorial group rooms by 8am, for 30 mins of updates and reviews on the timetables and general discussions. Uniforms would also be inspected. At 8.30am, the trainees headed off to their various training courses with lunch at 12.30pm, with the afternoon's courses commencing at 1.30pm and ending at 5.30pm. Dinner was then served between 6pm and 7.30pm. For those involved in more elite training, such as the medical corps and warrior elites, there were additional classes and research sessions at lunch time and evening and also at the weekend. Then on top of this there was homework and studying for the periodic test sessions.
Vincent was up and dressed, ready to commence the training and assessment sessions he had been assigned to during the first week, to assist with determining the level of courses and training each trainee was suitable for. While firearms training would normally be carried out by the Senior Firearms Trainer and his staff, the week required for them all to be individually assessed and discussed to ensure they were appointed to the correct group. The medical corps would of course be focused on medical training, but they were all also required to undertake basic firearms and combat training to assist with their self defence if required. The rebuilding squads also required this basic training as well as high level physical fitness training so that when they engaged in projects around the cities they would be able to undertake hard work. The warrior squads undertook a higher level of firearms, combat and weapons training. Their role would be to protect as requested by various cities but also to exterminate the huge numbers of monsters that were still to be found on the planet. Finally there were the elite warriors – they would be delegated to whatever tasks were required at the time and they would also lead the warrior squads and assist them with the monster eradication. In special and rare occasions some of the elite would be appointed to G Squad – the highest level protectors in the WRO and New Shinra. Their tasks were not publically stated and they were under the sole direction of the office based G Squad Director Ken Sturge, who reported directly to Reeve and gave no reports to any other members of the executive commission.
Vincent was tired – he had headed back to his quarters yesterday after his experience with Kate de Ville, his erection huge and pressing against his leather pants. Upon reaching his quarters, he had removed his clothing fast and thrown it towards his bed while he headed in to the shower. Standing under the hot water, Vincent had closed his eyes and focused on her physical appearance as he grasped his member in his hand and began to stroke it, firm and fast. The pleasure he felt was amazing – as his climax neared completion, he had been subject to several groans, finally erupting in one of the biggest orgasms he had experienced in the last couple of years. He followed this with another bout this morning when he got up and was hopeful that it meant he would stay softer for the rest of the day.
He had been stunned when Katherine had announced to him that her surname was de Ville. For some reason Vincent had assumed that de Ville was male, possibly because there were no other females in G Squad with the exception of Tifa and Yuffie, however their membership was mainly symbolic and they rarely were involved in any G Squad activities. Knowing that she was de Ville was – erotic in some ways. He knew that he would be closely involved in her firearm training and assessment throughout the training year which meant that he would have the opportunity to view her on a daily basis. Vincent kept shaking his head to himself – he could not believe the involvement his mind had with the thought of her constantly. He decided he'd better get a grip on himself since his activity in the shower was not likely to impress anyone that got to find out about it.
He had dressed in one of his leather suits as usual, with the Cerberus and Death Penalty clipped around his hip and his waist but had decided to leave the cloak off. This was something he had been learning to do, since hiding his face and expression from trainees and colleagues was not something that overly impressed them. He headed towards the breakfast room to go over the day's plans with the other G Squad members.
Daily G Squad members were himself and Cid Highwind – Cid was head of the WRO's airfleet. Although he was based mainly in Rocket Town, he held daily discussions with Reeve and others as required and submitted reports from the aerial activities his squad undertook and he was going to be present in the headquarters this week to help out. Cloud was also going to attend two days per week to assist with the elite weapons training, but would be in Nibelhelm the rest of the week with Tifa and the children. Barret, Nanaki, Yuffie and Tifa would not be present in headquarters or participate in any of the activities unless there was an extreme emergency – AVALANCHE would then take up arms together. Zak Fair, an old friend of Cloud's, was a member of G Squad and so were the Turks, much to most people's surprise. They were based to and fro between WRO and the New Shinra buildings, working closely with Rufus as always. Most often Elena and Tseng would be located with him while Rude and Reno were in the WRO. There were three other members – Troy Hestle, Darren Fenwitch and Kristian Langford. The three of them had been appointed over the last three years following their training and assessment and Vincent was surprised at how well he got on with them.
He walked in to the dining room and headed towards the G Squad table. Cid was there, eating a cooked breakfast – he looked up as Vincent approached and nodded "good morning, Valentine". Hestle, Fenwitch and Langford were up at the counter selecting their breakfast and Cloud was approaching carrying a plate, in deep discussion with Zak. Vincent did not have much need for a large number of meals but had learned that it assisted his team membership with them if he joined them for breakfast. Lunch and dinner were taken whenever anyone had time for it, but the shared breakfast gave them an opportunity for them to sit together and talk. "What is your time frame today, Vincent?" asked Cloud as he reached the table and drew up a chair. Vincent glanced down at his notes again. "First assessment is at 10am, each one lasts 30 minutes" he said. "The last one is at 4.30pm with de Ville and will last an hour with the additional assessment requirements". "Hm, I think I have her weaponry assessment at 10.30am" said Cloud looking at his notes for the day. "By all accounts she's pretty impressive, but we'll see how she goes". "I've got her at 2.30 pm for combat assessment" said Zak. "I assume in between the assessments will be focused on the academic sides – three hours of physical assessment today is going to give us an impression of her strength any way". Vincent and Cloud nodded in agreement. They knew her other assessments would be focused on history, research skills, IT, first aid, materia use and lip reading and sign language. If her training was agreed with G Squad in mind, her efforts would be relentless including evening and weekend classes, although at least a lot of the additional ones would be one on one.
"I notice that Saturday night is going to have a free bar as a welcoming event for trainees over in the bar" said Darren. "Count me in" said Troy with a big grin on his face, Kristian nodding too. "What about you guys?" said Darren. "I'm out" said Cloud, "I'm heading back to Nibelhelm on Thursday afternoon and from then on will be here on Monday and Tuesdays only" he replied as he shovelled some of the bacon and hash browns on to his fork. "I'll be gone on Wednesday night too" said Cid "and won't be back for two weeks until the next Squad meeting – you can contact me on the Highwind if you need me in the meantime" he finished. "Free booze? I'm there" – Reno appeared with Rude at the table. "Some hot babes there I noticed yesterday, so I'm planning on an awesome weekend" he sleazed. The other G Squad members groaned – while Reno might be good at his job, his sex life was nothing to be appreciated. "Just keep your hands off the blonde chick and you'll be fine" said Zak as he leaned over to pour another coffee. "She's in my sights and you won't be enjoying your weekend if you try and get in my way" he stated clearly. Reno rolled his eyes "whatever man, there's plenty there for a free for all" he chided. "What about her sister?" asked Darren. "Man, I've never seen a more attractive woman than her". Kristian and Troy both laughed. "We'll be in direct competition dude, so good luck to the winner – who will be me" said Troy. The men all laughed as they finished their breakfast, Vincent keeping his face down and not saying a word. It had been well over 30 years since he'd chatted up girls in a bar with a view to getting them in to bed and he doubted very much if he'd be successful if in competition against the other guys. But Katherine was – beautiful.
A bell rang out – "7.15am, off they go to get themselves ready for their first assessments" said Darren. "God, I remember having to do that – it felt so hard at the time". "Well now we can relax until 9am" said Troy "the first assessments are not on until then. We're involved with the basic combat and firearm assessments for the medics and rebuild trainees I think, you guys have the warriors with the rest of the trainees". Vincent nodded. "I have elite assessments all day until potential G Squad later this afternoon. Depending on the outcome of the assessments, she may of course just be assigned to one of the warrior squads" he said. Cloud looked up. "I was looking at her initial application with Reeve – she's very high level based on paper, would be good to finally get another G Squad member enlisted." "That is true" agreed Vincent. "Basically there are only five of us – Zak, Darren, Troy, Kristian and myself – who are based here every day and involved in the ongoing projects so an additional member would be an advantage".
G Squad then started discussing some of the current activities they were assigned to before heading off to gather their assessment papers and go to the training rooms and fighting centres they were assigned to for the day.
Vincent glanced at the clock – it was 3.30pm, an hour before he was due to assess Katherine. He had a break for an hour for which he was truly glad – none of the warriors he had assessed had been a particularly impressive level, with the highest of them gaining a level 6 assessment and the rest of them level 5. While it would be sufficient to gain them admittance to the elite warrior squad, if they dropped down at all during the year they would be moved over to the ordinary warrior squad. Level 3 and 4 would gain them admittance to that, but was recognised as fairly basic. Anything below level 3 would see them either offered a place in the rebuilding squad or else their training terminated. Many trainees managed to try and keep themselves assessed well for the first three months, but after that it became harder for them to maintain it. Vincent was not fussed either way – he was interested only in G Squad and potential G Squad trainees.
Getting up, he wandered down the corridor to the staff kitchen and poured himself a coffee. As he stood there drinking it, he heard a group of male trainees walk down the corridor and then stand outside as they gossiped to each other. He couldn't see them but listened to what they were saying, out of boredom more than anything else. "Did you guys see that blonde?" one of them said. "Geez yes, she's hot – I am sure as hell going to make a move on her on Saturday night" another replied. "Ha, you'll be lucky mate – I am so going to get in her pants before any of you guys do" laughed another. Vincent sighed to himself – he could remember some crude comments back from his Turk days, but even those seemed to be rather better than what those guys were saying. "What about her sister, that dark haired girl?" said another "man, she's got to be the hottest babe I've seen in ages. With lips like that, I can tell you where her head's going to be found" he finished up laughing. A few of the other guys laughed too. "Her tits have to be the most suckable I've seen in months – and her ass – man I sure as hell would like to be on top of that one" said another. Vincent clenched his hand so hard that the mug he was holding cracked, with coffee starting to drip out down the side. He emptied it in the sink and threw it in the bin, heading out the door to stand in front of the trainees. "If I ever" he announced in his quiet, monotone voice that seemed to be heard clearly by all those present "hear you talk about female trainees like that again, you will be removed from the WRO immediately" he said. "You will also experience a one on one session with me before you are thrown out of the door. I trust I make myself clear" he finished. The trainees looked at him dumbfounded – "yes, yes Sir" they chorused and made a beeline for the exit from that section of corridor.
Vincent headed back to his firearms range and pulled the various targets out of a file. There were 10 initial ones to start – basic bullseye score cards that would be attached to the movable targets. Once one had been shot, the next one would be attached and moved a further distance back. This would continue until the shooter was unable to score 80% of the bullseye on a particular distance. Once that had been completed the trainee would then undergo a 15 minute movable target practice. The targets would be dummies and would move at fairly quick speed, some together and someone after the other. If the trainee hit a child's dummy by mistake, they failed. If they hit an elderly person's dummy by mistake, they failed. If they failed to hit an assassin thinking it was a member of the public, they failed. Missing monsters at awkward angles also ensured they failed.
After the 15 minutes, they would then demonstrate their ability to undo and reassemble their weapons – plus some that Vincent produced in order to get them to attempt a selection of different types. So far, the only ones in three years to have passed this assessment and continued to maintain it were Darren, Troy and Kristian. All others had failed at some point of their first assessment and continued to fail with any reassessment that they requested. Vincent Valentine was not one to allow any but the best to pass and be entitled to join G Squad and Director Sturge would never accept a member unless Vincent had given it his approval, even if anyone else thought they would be ok.
Vincent heard footsteps heading his way and looked up. Katherine knocked at the door and came in. "Commander, I am reporting for the assessment, Sir" she said in an even tone. Vincent could sense her nervousness – and would show her no special allowance, despite his admiration of her. Only the best could be approved for G Squad. "Come in, Ms de Ville" he said. He handed her a sheet of instructions – "you have five minutes to read this instruction sheet and ask any questions that you may have. After that you will be given a brief reminder at the commencement of each assessment session". Katherine took the sheet from him and nodded, running her eyes over it. Vincent stepped back to give her some privacy so that she could focus her attention on the instructions. He noticed that although she seemed a little nervous, her attitude towards the instructions was calm. She read it through and nodded to herself and then started going over it again.
After five minutes, Vincent stepped forward and held his hand out for the instruction sheet. "Time to commence Ms de Ville – step up to the red line here, please. You need to fire six shots at each of the targets. As each round is fired, the target will be replaced and moved further back. This will continue until you have finished. Are you ready to begin?" he asked. Katherine nodded, taking up her place on the firing line and loading her weapon before holding it by her side in her right hand. Vincent attached the first bullseye sheet and hit the button, sending the target down. Katherine looked at the target and aimed her weapon firing 6 shots consecutively. They each landed right in the middle of the target, as Vincent had expected. He brought the target back and attached the next bullseye and sent it back down the range. Katherine took aim and fired again. This continued for 6 times in a row. As the 7th bullseye was sent inline, Vincent noticed how Katherine changed her stance a little, presumably to assist her in aiming accurately at the target. Once again 6 shots fired down the range and found their mark.
Vincent then attached the 8th bullseye and sent that down. Katherine took careful aim and fired, this time allowing a slight pause and re-aim in between each shot. They all hit the centre of the bullseye again. Vincent was impressed – no information had been provided to her, but all three of the new G Squad members had been appointed with level 8 being considered elite enough. Although a few warriors managed to get to level 6, the increase in the difficulty of achieving levels 7 and 8 was extreme. He attached level 9 and sent it down the range. Katherine now took careful aim and while she did not take too long in firing her shots, she was obviously only doing it when she was ready. He brought the bullseye sheet back and looked at it – 5 shots were dead centre of the target, one was on the edge of the centre and the next ring. The shot that missed the centre meant that this ended her assessment, but Vincent was intrigued to see how well she went and attached level 10 and sent it down. He noticed that she seemed fairly tense now – she probably realised one of her previous shots had not hit dead centre. She took aim and fired another 6 times. The bullseye came back and Vincent removed it. "Thank you, Ms de Ville. You now have 5 minutes rest until the next session commences" said Vincent and walked over towards the assessment folder. He looked at the bullseye sheet in his hand – one shot had hit dead centre, three had been half in the centre and half in the next ring and the final two had been within that ring only. Vincent was impressed – he had not seen a trainee or G Squad member hit this close in the last three years.
Katherine was leaning against the wall, her head downwards as she slowed her breathing down and concentrated her mind on what she was achieving. She took no notice of Vincent, seemingly having been able to lock him out of her thoughts completely. Five minutes ticked over and then Vincent called her over. "Ms de Ville, you now have 15 minutes to circulate twice around the target scene inside. You must avoid shooting innocent victims and succeed in shooting attackers. Your time commences now". Katherine pulled open the door and went inside. Vincent took up a view in front of the screens that were linked to the cameras inside the target scene. For 12 minutes he watched Katherine circulate around. She was incredible, way beyond what Vincent had anticipated. Normally when undertaking this test the trainees would look at what was coming and try and jump to either side while they decided whether or not to shoot. Katherine was fully enhanced beyond this. As the first target appeared, she dropped and rolled over, her gun maintaining aim the entire time as she assessed the target. It was a child – Katherine rose and continued down. Suddenly there was a roar and a huge monster lunged towards her, with two others following behind it. Katherine did not hesitate, she dropped and rolled, firing as she went and then rose with one foot on a case which she used to propel herself up in the air, twisting to bounce her legs off of the wall and turn in mid air, firing another shot in to the head of the large monster and two more in to each of the monsters behind it. She maintained this as she moved around the scene twice and then returned to the exit door. She had hit correctly every attack target and not fired on any innocent target. The circulation had taken her 12 minutes, one of the fastest ever recorded.
As she came out, Vincent looked at her. "You now have 5 minutes rest until the third and final assessment session begins" he said. Katherine dropped to her knees, her eyes closed, as she focused on her breathing to try and regain her breath a bit and calm her chest. Vincent walked across to the final area. As the five minutes ended he called her over. "Commence the final assessment now please Ms de Ville. You will start with dismantling your own weapon completely and then reassemble it and load it. As soon as you have completed this, you will move down the table and commence on the next weapon. Please start now". Katherine pulled her weapon from its holster on her thigh and disassembled it in a matter of seconds. She then reassembled it and loaded it and returned it to her holster, with the safety catch equipped. It was evident that her weapon was as familiar to her as Cerberus was to him. She moved on to the next 8 weapons, disassembling them and reassembling them all and loading them and equipping the safety clip. It was obvious she was fairly unfamiliar with some of the machine gun type weapons, although she did manage to accurately complete the task.
"Your assessment is now complete Ms de Ville, thank you for your time" said Vincent. Katherine looked at him – "I failed the first session didn't I?" she said. "In what way?" asked Vincent. "I didn't complete level 9 100% and I failed at level 10" stated Katherine – he could tell she was annoyed at herself from the way she spoke. "You completed level 9 satisfactorily, Ms de Ville, although your final shot was partially in the next ring which meant that level 9 is your assessment limit. You didn't pass level 10, although I did allow you to undertake it" concluded Vincent. "So – I need to practice more if I want to be assessed as ready for G Squad training levels" she finished. Vincent raised his brows. "Ms de Ville the highest level that existing G Squad members have reached, with one exception, is level 8. You have exceeded that level. The only one to achieve level 10 in any organisation is myself" said Vincent. "I think you can safely assume that you have passed your assessment session today. You are now finished for the day and can return to your quarters and have dinner. Good afternoon, Ms de Ville" said Vincent and he turned away and walked over to the assessment folder to sign his reports and insert them in the file. Katherine looked at him in stunned surprise – then opened the door and headed outside to make it to her quarters. Vincent expected her to no doubt hit her bed for a rest for the next hour before she was able to head down to the dining room and eat.
He gathered up his assessment folder and headed back towards the Senior Firearms Trainer's room. A smile hit his face as he walked along. He had to confirm the assessment results with Cloud and Zak too, but he was pretty certain that Katherine was now going to be under his personal instruction during the next 12 months.