Kayaku pulled on the shirt and pants Cissnei had given him, the simple pair of jeans and white t-shirt was a little too big for him but I'd have to do. He wouldn't accomplish much running around half naked. "Where's my guns?" He asked tightening the cheap leather belt around his waist to keep the jeans on.
"Don't worry about that now," Cissnei said, "the missions over Reeves's interrogating Williams now and he explained everything to everyone here."
"Everything?" Kayaku asked looking at Yuffie.
The young girl directed her vision towards the dashboard, "Yeah… everything," she sighed. She reached into the glove compartment and pulled out one of his revolvers. "I have this one, the other was lost in the warehouse fire," she explained.
"Give it to me," Kayaku demanded tonguing his chipped tooth.
"Later," Yuffie said, "you need to go to the hospital first, you don't need a gun right now."
Kayaku sighed leaning forward to inspect himself in the rearview mirror inspecting the damage. In truth he really didn't need a doctor. Reno hadn't done anything that couldn't be fixed with a few stitches and some disinfectant.
But Reno was getting his nose fixed and Kayaku really needed to have another heart to heart with the bastard.
He didn't say anything as they drove. Yuffie returned the gun to the glove compartment as they continued their drive to the hospital.
After finding a place to park Yuffie and Cissnei escorted him into the lobby. He had hoped to lift Cissnei's car keys off of her but with the fellow ninja Yuffie keeping an eye on him picking her pockets seemed out of the question. Not to mention the fellow ex-Turk was clearly on her guard. It was nice to know the years away from Shinra hadn't rusted her skills at all.
Kayaku was strong enough now to walk on his own. After checking in with the receptionist he waited in the room with Yuffie and Cissnei until he was admitted inside leaving the two girls to wait in the lobby for his return.
"So what happened to you?" the doctor asked as he stepped inside the cozy windowless room.
"Just a bad day," Kayaku said grabbing the man from behind and put him into a sleeper hold choking him until he lost consciousness. Kayaku gently set the doctor down and stripped off his white coat donning it and taking whatever other useful items he could find on the man which was very little. He had no real need for a stethoscope except to help make his disguise a little more convincing. And for now a simple ballpoint would have to serve as his one and only weapon.
He exited the small room making sure to lock it behind him. It was shocking how much people would ignore someone as long as they had the proper clothing on. No one seemed to notice at all when he found a tiny office and began typing away at a computer checking the hospital's logs. He knew the Turk wouldn't register himself under his real name but he was easily able to narrow the search down by simply looking for broken noses making the list of hundreds turn to a list of five. Then he just needed to read down the profiles for a man in his late twenty's with red hair. It wasn't very difficult it seemed he'd registered himself under the alias of Allen Campbell and he was in room 313 awaiting care.
Exiting the office he made to the elevator and pressed for the third floor. He moved through the hallways until he found 313.
He opened the door and walked inside casually like a doctor calmly closing the door behind him and locking it.
Reno was sitting on the mattress staring out the open window with a bloody piece of gauze pressed up against his nose.
"Oh good doc," he said his voice strange and distorted from the crushed nasal passages. "I need some more gauze the bleeding isn't stopping and this one's completely soaked…," Reno's head turned and spotted him, his eyes went wide with disbelief, "You!" he exclaimed dropping the gauze and reaching into his jacket for his gun.
Kayaku lunged and grabbed the gun from his hands twisting it from his grasp and pulling it away by the barrel. The gun had been a faint as Reno unsheathed Kayaku's knife drawing the blade out and swiping at him. Kayaku ducked the slash that could have easily decapitated him and grabbed for Reno's wrist holding his arm above his head as he struck him across the face with the butt of the pistol and twisted his arm around turning him away as he snapped his arm. Reno cried in pain and the blade dropped from his hand as he shoved him forward smashing his face against the wall and knocking him out. Blood smeared the wallpaper as he fell down limp his already broken nose bleeding even more profusely having been smashed a second time.
Kayaku grabbed his blade and the scabbard in Reno's jacket reclaiming his family's weapon and tucking it safely under his stolen doctor's jacket and fumbling through the contents of his pockets retreating his real target his cell phone. He checked the addresses and found Rufus's number, if he had his number he could track his phone and if he could track Rufus's phone he could track him. He'd have to work fast however. Once Shinra got word Reno had been taken down he'd try to skip town. Kayaku would have to make sure he saw the president off.
But first he needed to dispose of a bad apple.
Kayaku pulled back the slide of the pistol and checked there was a round loaded in the chamber. Content there was one in the pipe he flicked the safety off and grabbed Reno by the hair pulling him up and raising the gun.
The door burst open showering the room in splinters as the imposing figure of Rude charged in fists clenched and ready to fight.
Kayaku dropped Reno and aimed the gun at Rude firing point blank. The rounds hit him center mass but he didn't stop. He undoubtedly had a bulletproof vest under his suit. Kayaku ducked a right hook but managed to take a punch straight in the gut knocking him back. Kayaku let himself fall limp against Rude feigning weakness. The bluff worked as he grabbed his shoulders. Kayaku grabbed the ballpoint pen in his pocket and stabbed it into Rude's side. He yelled as the writing implement pierced him. Kayaku released himself from his grip and jumped back out the window shattering the glass and firing the gun hitting one of Rude's arms as he fell to the earth below. Kayaku rolled as he hit the ground making the fall easier. Easier, not painless. He hit the ground and hard and grinded against the broken glass. If his body hadn't been augmented with mako infusion he'd be in an even bigger world of hurt. If he was any normal person he'd probably be dead. He stood up and looked to the window where Rude appeared in his good hand he held his pistol firing one handed down at him. Kayaku sprinted for the parking lot firing back at the Turk emptying the pistol. Rude fell back and Kayaku suspected he nicked his leg. He reloaded the pistol with the one extra magazine he had and tucked the tiny Glock 26 into his pocket and rushed to the parking lot.
He drew the pistol again and slammed the guns butt against the driver window of Cissnei's car shattering it. He cleared the glass away and reached unlocking the door.
He'd always told Cissnei that she needed a more modern car and he hoped with this was over she'd start taking this advice to heart. Older vehicles like this were much easier to hijack. He pulled out his tanto knife and stabbed it into the steering column forcing it open and turning the ignition starting the car. He drove away making sure to be hasty as he left the hospital in his review mirror. He didn't want to stick around when the police arrived. As soon as he was confident he was clear and no one was following him he reached over and opened the glove compartment retrieving his revolver. So far he had a Glock 9mm a 357 revolver and his sword and the materia inside. It was certainly a good start but he'd need much more if he planned on taking down Rufus Shinra.
Squirrels store acorns for winter and spies hoard guns and weapons for similar situations. And metaphorically speaking it was snowing like hell right now. Kayaku kept a rented storage unit properly supplied on the east end of town. He pulled up next to his unit and popped the trunk. Stepping out he punched in the key code on the lock and pulled the door up. He had everything he could possibly need here. Everything from assault rifles to rocket launchers he had it. He was going to need it. He had the necessary equipment for tracking Rufus's cellphone. But first thing first he needed a change of clothes. A bloody pair of jeans and t-shirt complete with doctor's coat were hardly appropriate for what he had in mind. Closing the door behind him he clicked on a light and walked to the back of the unit where a charcoal grey suit waited for him with matching a fedora hat and raincoat.
He had to the tools. He had the weapons. The only thing that was left was Shinra. Sixteen years, he'd wasted sixteen years to end this man. There was no more secrets, no more orders or secret identities. He was going to kill him, and anyone who got in his way would die.