Failure.

Loyalty

"We've gotta meetin' in an hour and a half, so until then what would ya like ta do?" I cocked my head at him. "I think I wanna check out those choppers ya were talkin' bout." Reno's eyes sparkled. "Now yer talkin' Kitten! Come'on." I followed him up to the roof. It was strangely vacant up here. There were no helicopters or planes taking off and no people. There was a panel which Reno was typing furiously inta. "Where are the birds?" Reno chuckled at my confused tone. "They're on the 60th floor where all the private air-travel is kept. We got a real sophisticated system, yo." I snort at his words. "Sophisticated? I think that's the biggest word I've heard ya use yet." He rolled his eyes and pressed the red button on the panel. A grinding noise made me turn my head to the middle of the tarmac. "There is a huge elevator that runs through all the floors from 60 ta here which lifts the birds up." The floor retracted back and a helicopter rose up out of the floor. I whistled low. "The birds are programmed to the signal this panel sends out. Each signal is unique and set ta one bird. It is put on an auto-pilot and it positions itself on the plate before rising up here, yo. Nice huh?" I nodded and looked at the helicopter in front of us. It was nice. "Let's go fer a ride!" I smiled at his enthusiastic tone. "Ok." He jumped inta the cockpit and I did the same on the other side. He buckled himself in and put on a radio headset. I followed his lead. "Ok watch an' learn, Kitten. I won' be puttin' ya in control this time since this bird is far too expensive ta crash, but ya can watch me." He started the helicopter and took us up. I watched him intently. "See it's real easy, yo. I'll teach ya one of these days Kitten." I smiled and he took us on a trip around Midgar. "Yer probably the best thin' that ever happened ta me Reno." He looked startled by my words. "Thank ya Kitten. Yer good for me too, y'know. I needed somethin' ta make me feel human again. Someone ta love..." I look at him with wide eyes. "Love?" He smiles. "Yeah, I love ya Kitten. Not like in love with ya but I love ya." I feel my heart warm up and I feel tears welling up in my eyes. "Thank ya... I haven't heard that fer a long time..." Reno ruffled my hair and I leaned into the touch and purred. "Yer so cute Kitten."

"Cute never used ta be a word ta describe me. Yer making me go soft." Reno chuckled and put the bird on auto-pilot for ShinRa. "That's cause ya've never had someone ta look after ya Kitten. I'm here fer ya now. Ya can be a kitten around me and I think, fer a male, I make a damn good 'momma alley cat'. Don'cha think?" I smiled and snuggled in to his side. "Yer an excellent 'momma alley cat'..." A ringing made me jump. Damn I forgot about my PHS. Dad bought me one fer my sixteenth birthday so he could keep an eye on me. Reno raised an eyebrow at me and I shrugged.

" 'Ello?"

"Ryuu where the fuck are ya?"

"DAD!?"

"Yeah I'm fuckin' alive and it seem ya are too. Ya didn't come back from breakin' inta ShinRa is what the boys are sayin'. Now what the fuck?"

I looked at Reno in fear. He looked confused. I cover up the talkin' end of the phone and whisper. "My dad jus' came back from the fuckin' dead." Reno stifled a chuckle. "Deal with it or we'll have ta kill'im." Kill'im? I could enjoy that... I put the phone back up ta my ear quickly.

"Look Dad I broke inta ShinRa jus' fine. I hotwired the bike an everythin' but then another Turk showed up..."

"Well yer alive so what happened? Yer too weak ta kill'a Turk."

"Actually dad, I killed two Turks and half'a dozen SOLDIERs."

"Where are ya then!?"

"Don' fuckin' yell at me."

"What are ya a pansy?"

"Look I'll call ya back in like two minutes I'm in a sticky situation right now. Talk ta ya in a minute."

I hung up and looked at Reno with fear. "He's gonna kill me if he finds out I joined the Turks! Help me Reno, I don' care what we have ta do." Reno nodded and flipped out his own PHS. "Tseng, I ain't gonna be at the meetin' and neither is Rod. We gotta deal with a gang situation down in the slums. We'll handle it." I heard someone say something on the other end briefly. "Thank you, sir." He hung up and motioned for me ta call my dad back.

"Ryuu what the fuck?"

"I'm on my way dad, jus' give me a little while ta get there."

"Hurry the fuck up."

"What'a lovely father ya have." I shrugged. "He's always been like that. He is one of the biggest gang leaders in Sector 3. I fuckin' hate'im. He says I ain't worth nothin'. He was supposed ta have died but I guess he is alive. So I'm screwed. Are we gonna have ta kill'im? I'll fuckin' do it myself. He used ta hit me and let the boys of his gang rape me... It was terrible. I didn't know my ma. She was a whore, or so he said, and dropped me off with him when I was born. I was the spittin' image of him so there were no paternity questions." Our bird was landin' now and I was nearly panicking. "Don' worry Kitten. We'll do this Turk style. I swore ta ya no one messes with the Turk family." I looked out the side of the chopper and I nearly choked. All the Turks were waiting. All of em. Me and Reno climbed out of the bird. "What's the situation Reno?" Reno smirked. "It looks like I recruited the prince of the Scythes." I looked at Reno in confusion. "Ya know my dad's gang?" Reno smirked. "Know it? I think I was the one who 'killed' yer dad the first time. I thought he was fuckin' dead. Damn I feel like a bad Turk, y'know." I coulda kissed'im. "We're gonna kill'im this time right?! Or he'll have all of fuckin' Sector 3 on my ass fer bein' a Turk." Tseng walked up to me. "Are you loyal to us Rod?" I blinked several times and smirked. "All the way sir. Ain't nothin' I wouldn' do fer the Turks." It was the truth. Tseng smiled and it was a strange look on him. "Alright. Let's go. The Scythes have been a thorn in ShinRa's side for too long. And no one messes with our Turks, rookie or not." Everyone nodded and I felt my heart warm again. "Allow me to introduce you Rod. This is Rude, Gun, Two guns, Shotgun, Katana, Shuriken, Knives, and Nunchaku. This is your family and these are your comrades for life. Protect them the way we're protecting you." I nod proudly. "I will sir."

We were given the order to meet on the ground floor in ten minutes. I was approached by several Turks. Two guns clapped me on the back with a smile. "Welcome ta the family Rod. I'm comin' from Wall Market. I was the Don's bodyguard." I smirked and shook his hand. "Nice ta meet ya." Two guns looked both ways before whispering. "Ya can call me Hiro Tashiro when the Bossman ain't around." I smiled and nodded. "Ryuu Androsine." Rekka came up next. "Oh I'm glad you're loyal to the Turks, Rod. I'm so happy you're with us!" I hugged her tightly and it felt good to feel her squeeze back. "Oh how cute! You are just a darling! I'm Mizuki Harasaku, AKA Knives! You're going to love the Turks." I smiled at the cheerful woman. "Yeah I think so too." We all filed down stairs ta meet the boss. Everyone had their weapons out and were equipping materia. "This is yer first real mission, Kitten. Be careful, kay? And pop this Cure and Fire inta yer EMR." I did as he asked quickly. "This is a class C raid. So we don't need to worry about too many surprises. Orders are to take out any and all Scythe members. They wear the patch on their arms and have a scythe tattoo on their necks." I brought my fingers up to my own neck where my tattoo would be if I had stayed. "We'll be taking motorcycles to blend in." My ears perked up and I smiled. "Ya like bikes, don' ya?" I nodded happily at my mentor and friend. "I do. They're amazin'! It's kinda like ya and yer helicopters." Reno smiled down at me. "Ya ready fer this, yo?" I thought it over for a minute before nodding. "I've wanted this fer awhile." With orders given we all walked out to the bikes set up for us. I chose one next ta Reno. It was beautiful. It was the exact model I tried to hotwire last night. It's funny how quickly thing can change. We started the bikes and headed for the Sector 3 slums.

I smirked as I saw the streets of home... well my old home. Tseng ordered us to put on an ear piece for communication. I asked if I could be sent in alone at first and he gave me confirmation as long as no violence is brought against me. We parked a street over and everyone wished me luck. I checked my gun for bullets and my EMR for power. Satisfied, I started the bike and rode 'home'. The boys heard me coming and dad came out ta meet me. "There ya are ya fuckin' idiot. Where the fuck were ya? I came home ta ya being gone and no one in charge of the fuckin' boys. I see ya got the bike though. It's nice. Jump the fuck off it and give it ta me." I shook my head in disbelief. "Nice way ta welcome me home dad. I thought ya got killed by the Turks." He snorted. He is so damn stupid he hasn't even noticed the suit or my hair and eyes, luckily it was dark too. "Some fuckin' red headed wanna-be shot me. He wasn't no Turk, just some drunk slum rat dressed up like one." I growled. "Reno ain't no fuckin' wanna-be." I heard Reno cheer from my ear piece and I smirked. "I don' care what the fuck ya think he is, I... Wait a goddamn fuckin' minute. How the fuck did ya know his name?" I laugh a little and stepped inta the light. "Ya see dad. I gotta job. I'm a Turk now. The same Turk who shot ya was the one ta recruit me. An' ya know fer my first mission I gotta kill'ya and yer boys. I'm kinda excited." Dad growled at me menecingly and his bodyguards stood up next ta him. "Turk? Yer a fuckin' TURK!? Ya got no respect boy! I told ya yer were fuckin' worthless." He lunged at me and I side-stepped him while flicking out my EMR and activating it. I shot some sparks out. One of the bodyguards jumped at me too and I hit him right in the stomach. The body twitched and flailed on the end of my EMR before dying. "Too bad ya never watch yer back!" My eyes widened and I spun around. Dad had a gun to my forehead. "Worthless little punk." I smirked and he growled. "Nothin' ta laugh about!" I sent a kick inta his stomach and he fell back. I jumped back quickly and shot the other bodyguard. By now dad's buddies were coming outside fer a fight.

"Ahem." All the men looked to their right where Tseng had just cleared his throat. "I do believe you are messing with my Turk." With a smirk I ran over ta the others. Reno clapped me on the back. "No one messes with a Turk." Everyone pulled out their weapon and the shooters cocked their guns. "An' no one especially messes with my lil'protégé. Rod ain't gotta deal with this shit anymore. Worthless? I thin' not ya fuckin' idiot. This kid is makin' enough ta make yer head spin. He'sa Turk. And the Turks protect the Turks. Oh an' by the way. I'm the fuckin' 3rd in command ya slum rat. Open fire." I lifted my gun and shot my father in the forehead. The others did the same. It became a bloodbath in seconds, but all that mattered was Reno's arm around my waist holdin' me close. "Yer free Kitten."