Warnings: graphic violence, language. no-beta.

Wonderland fallout

"Where the fuck is he!" I demanded of our captive.

The young man shook his head, flinging wet tears of fear around. "I swear I don't fucking know!"

I scowled and hit the guy in the side of the head with my Electro Mag-Rod. His head whipped to the side painfully as blood from the impact splattered onto the ground.

In our rage, Rude and I had just about killed every Serpentine in the bar, with the exception of three, which we purposely kept alive. It had been mass genocide at that place, dead bodies lying everywhere with various pained expressions on their dead faces. When I had arrived back at Shin-Ra HQ, I was covered in blood and other unmentionable things. That was the only downside of using my weapon, it was short range and I had to get relatively close to the person I was trying to attack, thus blood splatter was common on my suits.

Rude had been truly amazing. He had managed to kill most of the Serpentines with no collateral damage in the process. He was precise, even in his rage. Though his expression had remained stoic and unchanged the whole time, I could feel the passionate anger radiating off of him. He had not been pleased in the least to have heard of what those bastards had done to our beloved leader. Together, we killed at least twenty of them. The bar looked like a war zone when we left. The Shin-Ra "clean up" crew took care of the mess we had made and paid the bar owner handsomely for all the damages.

We took three into custody: A baldheaded guy, their leader Dean, and a guy with dark curly hair who we were presently interrogating. The young man was tied up to a wooden chair, his hands strapped down to the armrests. We were about halfway through the interrogation and he hadn't given us anything useful. In my rage and need to find out about my boss, I was on the verge of losing it. I knew this guy had to know something, he just had to. I had to find out where Tseng was!

I grabbed the youth's face and began squeezing in my rage. "You're lying, I know you are!" I hissed out.

More tears of pain abruptly fell from the captive. Rude stood quietly from the side, carefully observing the captive for anything that would lead him to believe he was either telling the truth, or lying. I was so irrationally angry I didn't care if he was innocent or not, I had to take my frustration out on someone.

I pulled out my EMR and shoved it into the frantic youth's mouth; my finger lingered over the switch threateningly.

"If you don't tell me what I want to know, I'm going to fucking kill you with this." I threatened.

The captive cried out around the weapon and shook his head. I removed it briefly. "I swear to you, I do not know where Dean sold him to! He didn't tell us anything!"

I scowled at his pathetic excuse and turned to Rude for help, because I was surely about to kill this guy without cause just because I was angry and hurt. Rude took a step forward and approached the sitting captive. He grabbed the young man's face and stared into his eyes. It was a skill of Rude's to be able to tell if a man was lying or not. He stared good and long at the youth before casually walking away.

"What he says is the truth." The brooding Turk said.

I swore out loud in rage. I wanted so much for this guy to be lying so it would give me an excuse to hurt him. The youth sighed relief but that didn't mean he was in the clear yet. I pulled out a pistol and aimed it at the guy's head.

"Should I kill him?" I said, more to myself than to Rude. I wanted so desperately to kill him, I mean, we had killed all those other guys, why should he live? I looked into the young man's bright blue eyes, so full of fear and regret. I bit my lip at my indecisiveness.

Finally, after what seemed like hours more than a few minutes, I withdrew my weapon and placed it back into my holder. I untied him, but didn't give him permission to stand up. A sigh escaped my lips and I ran a hand through my spiky red hair.

"What's your name kid?" I asked.

"Daru." he said fearfully.

I pulled out a cigarette and lit it. I most definitely needed the nicotine to calm my nerves.

"Ya know, you're a pretty tough kid. Most guys would have lied or blamed someone else to save their own skin, but you stuck with the truth, and for that I commend you."

Daru seemed confused by my sudden change in demeanor, but I had meant every word. I absolutely hated when people tried to place the blame on others in order to save themselves. I stared at the young man again. He had long dark curly hair, bright blue eyes and a pretty face.

"How old are you anyway?" I asked curiously.

"Nineteen."

I took another drag of my cigarette. I approached the young man and he grew nervous.

"Hey, I'm not going to hurt you anymore. I promise." I said assuredly. I placed a hand on Daru's shoulder and he immediately tensed up. Rude was looking at me questionable, obviously not knowing what I was planning and especially not expecting what I was going to say next.

"How would you like to join the Turks?" I said evenly.

Daru's jaw dropped and the corner of Rude's mouth twitched.

"Reno, what the hell are you doing?" Rude questioned. I waved him off.

"I like this kid. He's got guts." I said, nudging him playfully.

Rude shook his head in disbelief. I smiled madly at Daru. For some odd reason, my gut was just telling me to give him this opportunity.

Daru looked at me with confused eyes. "But…weren't you just trying to kill me a minute ago?"

"Well, yeah. I was fucking pissed off and wanted to vent. No hard feelings, m'kay?" I said casually. Rude shook his head again.

"What!?" I snapped at Rude. "I know what I'm doing." I turned my attention back to Daru. "So whatdaya say, kid?"

Daru thought about it for a while. He looked up into my eyes. I winked at him in reassurance and grinned. He looked to Rude, who just shrugged his shoulders.

"It's up to you." I said.

The dark haired boy looked down at his shoes in thought. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, he looked up at me with determination that even astonished me.

"Yes, I will become a Turk."

A wide smile graced my face and I patted the kid on the back. "Good choice, because if you didn't, then I would have had to kill you." I said through laughter, though Daru's face seemed horrified.

"I'm kidding dude." I said playfully. "Well you heard em' Rude, he's one of us now."

Rude shook his head and opened the door to the interrogation room. "Follow me, I will show you to your temporary quarters after I take you to the infirmary."

Daru nodded and stood to follow Rude. He looked back at me once more before a soft smile graced his face. "Thank you." He said quietly. I nodded my head at him and grinned cheekily. Once they were gone I did the Reno celebratory dance, which consisted of me doing the moonwalk while twirling my weapon around.

"Hell yes!" I said aloud. Tseng would be so proud of me recruiting a new member of our already scarce department. I couldn't wait to tell him of all the good things we've been doing. Suddenly my smile dissipated as I thought of him. Fuck, I missed him. Our department was holding up without him, but we needed him back to restore order. Our overseer Heidegger was useless and couldn't seem to do anything right now that Tseng wasn't here. The only thing he had done right was appoint Cissnei the head of the bombing investigation.

Even President Shin-Ra was starting to feel the effects of our missing leader. Tseng had been his source of security and organization when it came to any social event. And to be frank, I didn't know shit about organizing and whatnot. We depended on him for so much; it was hard to believe we hadn't completely collapsed without him, more specifically me.

My new PHS, which I had managed buy from the Shin-Ra electronic store, suddenly began vibrating.

"Yo, it's Reno." I answered.

"Are you alright?" The smooth voice of my friend and Vice President came across.

"I'm good." I said casually.

"Have you interrogated all the captives?"

"No, not yet. But oh yeah, good news! I got us a new recruit!"

"Oh, well good job." He said uncaringly.

"By the way, he's totally hot. Big baby blue eyes and dark curly hair, just like you like em' eh?" I said teasingly.

"S-Shut the hell up!" He said, embarrassed by my comment.

"I'm just foolin'. Anyway, once Rude gets back, were gonna interrogate the next guy. He's the sub-leader of the Serpentine gang. Goes by the name of Dean."

"Very good, keep up the good work." Then he added on a more somber note. "Tseng would be proud."

I smiled softly and nodded my head, though he couldn't see it. "Yeah, later Rufus."

I hung up and took a seat in the chair Daru had been sitting in. My original intention was to just let the kid go, but I had a good feeling about him. I didn't know what it was exactly, but I just knew I had to get him to join us.

Rude came in shortly after my phone call ended. "I placed him within the dorms." He said evenly.

"Good. I know he's gonna be a great addition to the Turks."

Rude shrugged his shoulders. "Whatever. Are you ready to interrogate the next one?" his voice was sharp and determined.

"Hell yes." I said clenching my weapon. "Now let's go fuck this bitch up." I said, my tone all seriousness. Rude nodded his head and we headed for the next holding cell.

I unlocked the door and kicked it open, startling the man who went by the name of Dean. He was as we requested, tied up to a chair and blind folded. I slammed the door loudly. He jumped up in surprise at the sound. I stared at him and smirked. This guy had no idea what he was in for. I approached him slowly and yanked his blindfold off. He blinked and shook his head at the feeling of being disoriented. Once his eyes focused, he stared up at us with anger evident in his eyes.

"Where the fuck is this?" he yelled.

"This?" I mocked him. "This…is hell."

Rude stood next to the doorway as I began to circle our captive. It was taking all of my restraint to not lash out at him. I stopped right in front of him and pointed my EMR at him. He drew back away from my weapon, but he didn't seem as scared as I would have liked for him to be. I smirked; he'd be scared soon enough.

"Tell me, what have you done to our boss?" I asked sharply.

Suddenly, Dean laughed. "That faggot looking bitch was the Turk leader! Oh man this is rich, you gotta be…"

He was effectively cut off by my fist. I punched him hard the mouth. The interrogation just started and he was already starting to piss me the fuck off. Even Rude had tensed up at the man's offensive words. Dean spat out a mouthful of blood and glared at me, but did not otherwise speak.

"Where is he?" I asked him through gritted teeth.

"I dunno." He said through a smirk. I whacked him in the head with my weapon, drawing a loud pained grunt from him. He looked at me with even more intense eyes than before.

"Where is he?" I repeated sharply. Stubbornly, Dean shook his head.

"I do not know where the bitch is." He said defiantly.

I hit him again. "I'm not fucking around here! Where is my boss?"

"I don't know, hopefully dead." He snickered. This time, I turned on my weapon to medium and pressed it into his ear. He wailed in pain and tried to shake his head away from the weapon. I pulled it away and watched as blood oozed from his ear. The smell of burnt flesh filled the room. Dean bit his lip to keep from crying out again. I didn't give him any recovery time.

"Fucking answer my question!" I yelled.

Dean yelled back. "Fuck you!"

I used my fist to punch him the nose this time, breaking it. He howled in excruciating pain as blood poured from his nose. I grabbed his face roughly, my square tipped nails digging into the flesh of his face. My eyes were feral and vicious. I was so angry, I was borderline irrational. I tightened my grip on his face and blood oozed around my fingernails.

"Where is Tseng?" I said, my tone sharp and threatening. Dean glared at me defiantly.

"He's gone."

"Gone where?"

"To fucking hell!" he snapped out. I gritted my teeth and hooked my nails into his flesh. He cried out at the pain and tried to shake my hand off his face, but all it did was make me squeeze tighter. I was yelling now.

"Where is Tseng? Tell me now! What did you do to him?"

"I'll never give you the satisfaction of knowing!" he yelled.

In my rage I cried out angrily and ripped my embedded nails from his flesh. Blood spurted out the indents in his face. He cried out in pain but I didn't care. I was angry, and frustrated. I hit him in the side of the head with my weapon. Then I hit him again and again.

"Tell me where he is!" I said while beating the shit out of him. He howled in pain as I continued my onslaught. I turned up my weapon to high and continued to hit him in the face repeatedly. He screamed as the weapon burned his flesh and marred his skin.

"Talk!" I yelled, pulling back momentarily.

Dean was in so much pain he was on the verge of passing out. Not yet, I thought. I grabbed him by his neck and squeezed.

"Where is Tseng." I asked sharply.

Dean's mind must have been gone from the pain because he started to laugh. He looked at me with unfocused eyes and smirked.

"I'm not telling you shit. I don't care if I die because my brother will avenge me. He'll kill you both."

I ignored him. "Where is Tseng? Tell me! Tell me now!"

"I don't know where he is, but I know he's worth over half a million Gil. Maybe if you ever find him, he'll give you a discount!" he mocked.

I released his neck and stomped off. I need to calm down; otherwise I would kill him before I got the information I needed. I took a deep breath and tried to calm down. But Dean was hell bent on pissing me off.

"I'll tell you something." Dean said.

I looked at him and approached him quickly, with heated intensity. "What?" I hissed out.

He grinned and looked directly into my eyes. "When I fucked him, he moaned like a bitch and begged me for more, just like the pathetic…"

I hit him with my weapon again, this time I couldn't stop. I struck him again and again. His skin was horribly burnt and beyond repair, but still I hit him again and again. I was hitting him with all my might, releasing all my woes and hurts into my hits. I was so upset, tears of frustration and anger we forming in my eyes.

"Tell me where he his!" I yelled angrily. I struck his head so hard I was starting to hear the sickening crunch of bones breaking.

"Reno."

I heard my name in the distant but I didn't care. I kept on hitting his burned, bloody flesh.

"Where is Tseng? Where is my leader?" I kept yelling out, although I knew he couldn't answer me.

"Where is my Tseng, tell me!"

"Reno!"

"Tell me, please!" I yelled, tears streaming down my cheeks as I continued to strike his limp, unmoving form.

"Please, where is my Tseng. Where is my leader?" I said, my voice dying down.

Suddenly, I felt someone grab the arm I had been striking with. I tried to swing again, but they prevented me from doing so. I turned to the person, with tears burning down my cheeks. The first thing I noticed was that Rude wasn't wearing his shades. His sharp hazel eyes seemingly peered into my soul. I tried to look away from his enchanting eyes, but found that I could not. No wonder Rude wore glasses all the time; his eyes were like an open book. I could read every emotion on his face.

I could see he was just a worried as I was, but he had been hiding his true emotions behind his tinted shades. Anguish, pain, anger, and sadness were all gleaming in his eyes, though his facial features remained impassive.

"Reno." he said softly.

I calmed down at the sound of his soothing tone. Tears were still falling from my eyes involuntarily as I stared upon my partners face.

"Rude…" I croaked out through a sob.

"Its okay, Reno. We will find him and everything will be fine." Rude said in a tone so soft I almost didn't believe he was saying it, although I was seeing his lips move.

I wiped my tears on the sleeve of my jacket and nodded my head in agreement. Rude released my arm and I dropped my weapon. He put his shades back on which acted as an emotional barrier to the world. I looked back at the dead form of Dean. I didn't even know when I had killed him. I had been so lost in my emotions. He looked truly awful and I took off my jacket and draped it over his head. Rude was already at the door, waiting for me. I glanced back at his dead form once more, and then exited the room.

I needed to sleep and renew myself. We still had one more captive left, but If Daru said that Dean hadn't told them anything about the seller, then I was relatively sure that this other guy didn't know shit. Now we had no leads and we were back at square one. I swore out loud and ran my fingers through my red locks in frustration.

My phone rang again and I picked it up. "Reno, here." I said dully.

"Hello Lieutenant Commander, It's Reeve."

"Drop the damn formalities. Whatca' want?"

"I just wanted to let you know if there's anything I can do to help, just let me know."

"Thanks, Reeve." I said appreciatively. Reeve was a close friend of Tseng's and I knew he wanted to help, but I just didn't know what he could do.

"Good luck, Reno." He said before hanging up.

I closed my phone and contemplated heading home to my place but I didn't want to go all the way to the LOVELEES district, so I decided I'd invite myself over a friend's house who lived right here at HQ. I waved goodbye to Rude and headed to the elevators. I then pushed the button that would take me to Rufus Shinra's floor.

A/N: Chapter made me cringe a bit. Anyway, next update should be up within the week. Till next time! Reviews much appreciated.