Rufus Shinra stood in his office, looking out over Midgar, the city that he
owned. The city that his father had left him when he died. Yes, now he was
an orphan. Hi mother was dead too, killed by the hands of President
Sebastian Shinra. And when his mother had died, so had a part of himself.
Rufus' hands gripped the window sill tightly, his knuckles whitening. He
had loved his mother more than life itself, and that bastard had shot her.
.
Something takes a part of me
Something lost and never seen
.
If Avalanche hadn't killed him, Rufus would have gone down on his knees and thanked Sephiroth for slaying his father. Slayed, not killed. You don't kill a mad dog, you slay it. But with the death of his father, he had lost the only thing that mattered to him in life; his freedom.
. Every time I start to believe
Something's raped and taken from me..From me .
It was almost laughable. When his father died, Rufus had thought that he was finally free to do as he wanted, but he had been mistaken. His father's death had only brought more responsibilities, more complications.
. Life's got to be always messing with me (You wanna see the light)
Can't they chill and let me be free?(So do I) .
He was sure someone up there was laughing at him now. Scarlet and Heidegger were constantly annoying him, trying to get him to pay for some new project. Reeve was buying coffee for Rufus' money, and never once paying him back. Tseng was the only one who wasn't trying to steal his money. Instead, he expected Rufus to carry out ridiculous amounts of work every day. Some times, he just wanted them to fuck off, and leave him the hell alone.
. Can't I take away all this pain? (You wanna see the light)
I try to every night, all in vain. All in vain. .
They didn't seem to realize, that he was just one man, that he couldn't take the press anymore. No matter how hard he tried to please them, they were never satisfied. When he carried out the tasks they gave him, he didn't receive as much as a single thank you. All he got, was more work, more responsibilities.
. Sometimes I cannot take this place
Sometimes it's my life I can't taste .
Rufus sat down in his chair, leaned against the desk, and buried his face in his hands. He was sick of this place, he just wanted to get out, get away, be a normal person, with a normal life. This life didn't seem to be his own anymore. It seemed to be constructed for another man.
. Sometimes I cannot feel my face
You'll never see fall from grace .
He traced his face with his fingertips. It was strange; it didn't feel like his own face anymore. It was a mask, a face that belonged to somebody else. It wasn't his own, yet he wore it every day, not daring to show his real face to the world, in fear of how they might react. Nobody's ever seen him bleed or cry. Nobody but himself. Tears were a weakness, and therefore forbidden. He kept his mask up; they would never see him fall.
. Something takes a part of me
You and I was meant to be .
Every time he got close to someone, they wound up dead, and with them to the grave went a little part of Rufus himself. He glanced over at the photograph he kept hidden in his coat-pocket. His beloved.The only one he wanted, yet the only one he couldn't allow himself to get close to. He shook his head, thinking about the corporation he was bound to.
. I cheat, but for me to lay
Something takes a part of me .
Shin-Ra was really just a game. A big game that every one played, but no one knew the rules to. Rufus knew only the basic rule that everyone played by; lie, cheat and steal, as long as you win, it doesn't matter how you got there. You won if you were alive at the end of the day. He had always enjoyed outsmarting his opponents in that game, but even that was getting hard to concentrate on these days.
. Feeling like a freak on a leash. (You wanna see the light)
Feeling like I have no release. (So do I) .
He felt like Shin-Ra had him tethered to a pole, with a choking collar around his neck. He felt like he didn't fit in with all these cold hearted, cheating, stealing bastards. He was the odd one out. The freak. And the worst part was that he could see no way out of the role he had made for himself. He felt diseased, ill, contaminated. Once again, he glanced out the window, down on the city that was his. Sure, he had power, wealth, anything he could ask for. But not freedom, the only thing he really wanted. He had power, but at what cost? He had been forced to give up the only thing important to him. He though back, thinking about all the times he had been all alone in his office on the 70th floor of the Shin-Ra building, thinking about his miserable excuse for a life. Gathering his wayward thought again, he steeled himself for yet another day in the life of the being that had once been Rufus Shinra.
. How many times have I felt diseased? (You wanna see the light)
Nothing in this life is free.Is free. .
*END* .
*********************************** This was the second look into the lives of the Shin-Ra employees. I chose to do a songfic because I need to practise doing those. This is only the third songfic I've done, so if there's something wrong with it, I blame lack of experience. I don't own FFVII, nor the song `Freak On A Leash.ยด. they belong respectively to Square and Korn. Please review.
- Metallicafangirl
If Avalanche hadn't killed him, Rufus would have gone down on his knees and thanked Sephiroth for slaying his father. Slayed, not killed. You don't kill a mad dog, you slay it. But with the death of his father, he had lost the only thing that mattered to him in life; his freedom.
. Every time I start to believe
Something's raped and taken from me..From me .
It was almost laughable. When his father died, Rufus had thought that he was finally free to do as he wanted, but he had been mistaken. His father's death had only brought more responsibilities, more complications.
. Life's got to be always messing with me (You wanna see the light)
Can't they chill and let me be free?(So do I) .
He was sure someone up there was laughing at him now. Scarlet and Heidegger were constantly annoying him, trying to get him to pay for some new project. Reeve was buying coffee for Rufus' money, and never once paying him back. Tseng was the only one who wasn't trying to steal his money. Instead, he expected Rufus to carry out ridiculous amounts of work every day. Some times, he just wanted them to fuck off, and leave him the hell alone.
. Can't I take away all this pain? (You wanna see the light)
I try to every night, all in vain. All in vain. .
They didn't seem to realize, that he was just one man, that he couldn't take the press anymore. No matter how hard he tried to please them, they were never satisfied. When he carried out the tasks they gave him, he didn't receive as much as a single thank you. All he got, was more work, more responsibilities.
. Sometimes I cannot take this place
Sometimes it's my life I can't taste .
Rufus sat down in his chair, leaned against the desk, and buried his face in his hands. He was sick of this place, he just wanted to get out, get away, be a normal person, with a normal life. This life didn't seem to be his own anymore. It seemed to be constructed for another man.
. Sometimes I cannot feel my face
You'll never see fall from grace .
He traced his face with his fingertips. It was strange; it didn't feel like his own face anymore. It was a mask, a face that belonged to somebody else. It wasn't his own, yet he wore it every day, not daring to show his real face to the world, in fear of how they might react. Nobody's ever seen him bleed or cry. Nobody but himself. Tears were a weakness, and therefore forbidden. He kept his mask up; they would never see him fall.
. Something takes a part of me
You and I was meant to be .
Every time he got close to someone, they wound up dead, and with them to the grave went a little part of Rufus himself. He glanced over at the photograph he kept hidden in his coat-pocket. His beloved.The only one he wanted, yet the only one he couldn't allow himself to get close to. He shook his head, thinking about the corporation he was bound to.
. I cheat, but for me to lay
Something takes a part of me .
Shin-Ra was really just a game. A big game that every one played, but no one knew the rules to. Rufus knew only the basic rule that everyone played by; lie, cheat and steal, as long as you win, it doesn't matter how you got there. You won if you were alive at the end of the day. He had always enjoyed outsmarting his opponents in that game, but even that was getting hard to concentrate on these days.
. Feeling like a freak on a leash. (You wanna see the light)
Feeling like I have no release. (So do I) .
He felt like Shin-Ra had him tethered to a pole, with a choking collar around his neck. He felt like he didn't fit in with all these cold hearted, cheating, stealing bastards. He was the odd one out. The freak. And the worst part was that he could see no way out of the role he had made for himself. He felt diseased, ill, contaminated. Once again, he glanced out the window, down on the city that was his. Sure, he had power, wealth, anything he could ask for. But not freedom, the only thing he really wanted. He had power, but at what cost? He had been forced to give up the only thing important to him. He though back, thinking about all the times he had been all alone in his office on the 70th floor of the Shin-Ra building, thinking about his miserable excuse for a life. Gathering his wayward thought again, he steeled himself for yet another day in the life of the being that had once been Rufus Shinra.
. How many times have I felt diseased? (You wanna see the light)
Nothing in this life is free.Is free. .
*END* .
*********************************** This was the second look into the lives of the Shin-Ra employees. I chose to do a songfic because I need to practise doing those. This is only the third songfic I've done, so if there's something wrong with it, I blame lack of experience. I don't own FFVII, nor the song `Freak On A Leash.ยด. they belong respectively to Square and Korn. Please review.
- Metallicafangirl