My December
A Final Fantasy VII Story written for the Viewing Public
By: KrystalDragoness aka AngelTigerBaby
Author's note: Okay, Chapter 8 1/2, Disk 2, I know I know, this story is being kinda gay, but still, it all leads up to something really good happening. I know you guys probably think by now that this is an empty promise, but c'mon! I'm right on top of the matter. Disk 2 takes place about a year later, I hope you guys like this chapter!
Chapter 8 1/2 - Disk 2 Intro - Masamune, Blade of Darkness
"It's been a year since I abandoned the turks and midgar in order to return to my own ways. I've traveled the world far and wide seeking answers, yet found nothing. The only thing I found was pain and suffering in the wake of Avalanche, and the body of Tseng. Somehow I had found a land of coral houses, sidewalks, everything was coral. I stayed the night, the only logical choice. And it was there I encountered people who seemed to be from my past. One seemed alot like Reno, only it was a young child, he was standing by his mother...crying..she had died. Then there was him..Sephiroth...He stood behind Reno, ready to fight, I don't know why these two were around each other.." Angel looked up at the man looking at her as he gestured for her to continue.
"...The boy, he..he cried out my name, Angel, he yelled it at the top of his lungs, I walked from the shadows with my blades drawn. It was in Midgar, at the train station, his mother bled to death. I tried to fight Sephiroth, but I was too weak, he grabbed the boy and ripped his arm from my grasp, disappearing with him into the shadows and I tried to persue. I got lost, confused. It was raining, I yelled out Reno's name, he didn't answer. Then I heard a yell from the Shin-Ra building." She clutched one hand in the other for a moment, awaiting the man's reply. "You're insane." "I knew you would say that." "Yes..well..You made up a good story there girl." "Let me finish this story then." "Fine." Angel sighed and continued on with her story.
"After that night, I had left again, to Nibel this time, the village was in ruins from Meteor, I found a Nibel wolf with a baby in it's mouth. It had on a collar, I assumed that it must have been a child that the wolf had protected. But now, food was so scarce or scrawny that it was going to it's natural instincts. Kill the weakest and meatiest part of the herd, the children. Unfortunatly, the baby was the only thing I could see around the village anywhere. I began to fight with the wolf over it, the baby was dropped, unharmed. Afterwards I took it to the only place I could think of, the house of a mysterious girl's mother. The girl had claimed she was of the Cetra bloodline, and that she was on a mission with AVALANCHE to save the planet. I don't know who she was, and to this day, I think the baby's still safe." "Angelina, you've finally gone off the deep end." "Whadda you mean?" "Well, the Turks are back, AVALANCHE disappeared years ago..Well, a year ago.." "The turks are back? Who's with them?" "Reno's the leader now, I heard that Tseng was killed by that monster that summoned Meteor to kill us all."
Angel's eyes narrowed and grew darker as she looked at her old mentor and friend. "Sephiroth?" "Yes, I think that was his name." "Where did Tseng die?" "The temple of the Ancients, I heard that he was looking for power and he found Sephiroth. The black materia unlocked the temple and the traps within it. Sephiroth stabbed him through the chest, Elena found him dying. I heard a rumor that she was running from the temple to get help and a monster petrified her so bad that not even the strongest soft could cure it, so there she stands, guarding the temple." "Elena..died?" "Perhaps, I don't know, travelers bring many rumors girl.." "I see.. These travelers, do they bring any word of the Ancients?" "No..I'm sorry, they only bring news of death and destruction." "Right..I must be going Nikolai." "Goodbye Angel, take care..and remember.." "Don't talk to strangers and never enter a slimy cave, it's probably a red dragon's mouth. Got it." Angel bit her lower lip as she slung her new pack with her supplies over her shoulder.
Walking out of the half collapsed building in sector 7, she looked at Tifa's 7th heaven silently. The bar used to be so alive, now it was deadly silent. The city had been nearly destroyed in Meteor's wake, people were slowly trying to rebuild, the plate collapse had fortunately not destroyed all of sector 7. The plate landed on an odd angle, leaving it suspended over the city until one day, a jolt would shake it and cause it to destroy the remainder of the sector. The air was polluted and disquisting, as it had been for several years. But for some reason she couldn't explain why now it smelt so clean to her. Most people walked around coughing from the havoc the pollution caused to thier bodies, but not her, she inhaled it deeply as if it was the finest cigarette Midgar could offer her.
Suddenly, her mind began to wander, she imagined that she was free again, her spirit hovering over midgar and looking at the twisted metal and growing grass, flowers, plants, and various animals roaming freely around the area. Her green eyes sparkled as her soul returned to her, letting her look around at the 7th sector in midgar. Her eyes were dark and she bit her lower lip, realizing how many of these people should be granted the ability to see the world outside of the steel floating city called Midgar. Hanging onto it's life by a thread. Any minute the weakened pillars could give way to the plate, allowing it to collapse on the lower sectors and kill any life underneath.
Angel thought about this for a moment before beginning to walk through the sector, scrap metal was piled up here and there, the 7th heaven was deserted and a sign labeled "Closed until further notice" adorned the door. Beggars huddled around a small fire, and even some of the SOLDIERs of Shin-Ra were huddled around that fire. Finally, people were not discriminated against because of class, rank, skin, or anything of the sort, here, in the sector 7 slums, the people who had been at war for many years had finally made peace. She felt alien to this new home of hers, and approached the fire cautiously, settling down in between a rather intresting beggar that was telling stories and a SOLDIER that smelt of strong body odor.
Trying to keep from wrinkling her nose in disquist, Angel turned her attention to her own outfit, blood, dirt, and other various things stained it, leaving her to look like the slum rat that she used to be. Her hair was mussed up in different places and her arms had several scabs on them from fights. The freshest cut seemed to have some sort of green ooze around it. 'That's what you get for not cleaning your wounds Angelina..' She thought to herself as she asked the SOLDIER if she could use his first aid kit. He nodded to her gruffly and handed the lightweight kit to her.
When Angel took it in her hand, she sat it on the ground and opened it, all there was were a few spiders, some bandages, and a few potions. Thinking about how poor these people must be now that the city and it's economy had collapsed around them, she decided she would bear it for the sake of her arm not rotting off on her. The ooze looked slightly alive in a disquisting way Angel thought to herself as she took up the potion and poured it on the wound.
A fizz rose around the wound and the ooze began to dissolve. After 15 minutes of waiting, Angel had cleaned and bandaged this irritation of a wound that she was having to deal with, blood stained the cloth, but she ignored it and returned the first aid kit to the old looking SOLDIER. He must have been in his 50's at least. Angel thought about Reno, and wondered where he was, the SOLDIER looked up at her, grey eyes locked on her youthful face. "Aren't you Reno's partner?" Angel felt a twinge of pain at these words. "No..I quit the turks a long time ago." "Oh..he talked about you alot, I guess he assumed you would be back." Angel's eyes watered slightly as she looked up. "...Really?" "Yeah girl, you better go find him, he's hooked. Hasn't even touched a single one of the desk clerks!" "..Thanks for telling me." Angel stood up, dusting off her legs and her wrap, then bolting off to the Sector 7 inn to get cleaned up.
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After about an hour of showering, she had finally cleaned her skin to it's perfect look again, thanks to cure magic, hipotions, x-potions, and the like, she was once again fine groomed. Pulling her now clean outfit over her soaking body, she grabbed the hairtie sitting on the sink. "It's been a while..Wonder if that old man was telling the truth." Angel thought out loud as she tied her wet hair into a bun, bangs falling around her face and over her emerald green eyes. "I have to find out what happened to the turks." She said to herself. Hearing a noise, she shut the bathroom door and dismissed the noise as a simple rat or something crawling in the framework. With a loud yell, she watched as the bathroom door burst down to reveal about 8 or 9 thugs, laughing and looking at her...
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Reno's feet hit the floor silently, as if he was creeping up behind something to kill it. The entire room was dark, and the only noise in it was the sound of his EMR rattling in it's holder. Angel had disappeared a year ago, and Tseng had been killed, leaving him in charge. He narrowed his eyes and stopped, looking at the figure, it was wheelchair bound and cloaked in a white garment. It was obviously badly wounded. The only thing he wanted to know was what hid behind this cloak, Rufus had been killed in an attack by a WEAPON, or so he had heard. Ever since then, he had been reporting to this figure, it had no face, eyes, or any physical features except for hands, legs, and that damned cloak.
It's head lifted slowly with the crackling sound of something that should be dead, the breath came out in a dry wheeze. "Where...is avalanche?" Reno's pale color drained from his face, making him seem the tone of paper, every time he talked to this thing it scared the shit out of him. Trying to keep his composure, he ran a hand through his red hair and closed his eyes. 'Just keep your cool.' He thought to himself as he opened his mouth to speak. "They...escaped." The hand outstretched as if to reach towards Reno. "Come here boy....I need to speak with you.." Reno cautiously stepped fowards, kneeling in front of the figure. His eyes were obviously full of fear as he knelt in front of it. The hand clutched Reno's wrist and Reno yelped in pain. Clutching his head, memories flashed through his head. "I know who you are boy...you're the brother of that Cetra man..AREN'T YOU?!" The hand tightened on his wrist.
Reno's eyes widened and he tried to speak, but found himself too full of pain to do so. "AREN'T YOU?!" The hand tightened, Reno felt blood running down his arm as he finally choked out what he was going to say. "Y-Ye--I mean..NO! I don't know what you're talking about!" "You're the survivor of the Cetra...your brother led to my near death.." "Who..who are you?" "...Who do you think I am boy?!" The other hand reached up to remove the cloak's hood, a mauled face with various stitches, a bandanna over where pale blue eyes once were, and mussed blonde hair falling over the face. Reno recognized the figure instantly. "R-Rufus?" "...No..Rufus died long ago.." "Then who are you?!" "Jenova..Rebirth.." Reno tried to jerk his wrist free but unfortunatly failed. "Never again shall I fail! I will regain my power over the world without the Cetra's assistance!!!"
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Angel struggled against the muscles of 3 of the men that had grabbed her around her midsection to keep her from being able to escape. Trying to get to the door, she scrame at the top of her lungs and gripped the doorframe in her hands, knowing what these thugs were about to do, it was then that she heard the door bust open and heard a crackle of electricity. Followed by a grunt of a man. She felt one of the men rip her top off of her body viciously and throw her to the ground, but before he could go any further he collapsed to the ground with a yell of pain.
Looking at the t-shirt laying on the ground she was going to change into for bed, she quickly pulled it on and looked at her savior. His blue eyes looked at her icily and his lips were pressed into a grim expression. "So we meet again Angelina Lockheart." "Well Well Well, Reno Cordingley, my knight in shining armor.." Angel replied as Reno pulled her up and looked at the ripped bathing suit top laying on the ground. "What'd you do to get those horny bastards after you Angel?" "...long story, I've been in a few deals gone wrong. And some of the guys I owe favors to decided they should take them forcefully." "...Again Angel?" "....shut up." Angel adjusted her shirt idly. She thought about what he had meant, last time she had been in Midgar, before she'd left, he'd had to save her ass several times from the same fate.
Standing up, she locked her green eyes on his blue ones and bit her lower lip. "Been a while." "Yeah. Why're you back here? It's too dangerous.." "I have to finish what I started, my heart led me back, Midgar's in trouble Reno.." "Tell me about it..Jenova's controlling Shin-Ra from Rufus' body." "Jenova? I thought she was dead.." "No, she's back, Jenova Rebirth to be exact." Angel's faintly dazed expression turned into one of utmost seriousness. "..Jenova Rebirth? I read a legend about that, that was the one that annialated the Cetra.." Angel wasn't sure, but she could have sworn that when she said that she had seen Reno cringe slightly.
"How do you know anyways?" "I should know, I went to report today and the thing was about to kill me.." "Oh..I see..You know, I met a Cetra girl--" "Where?!" "...In..I forgot, but she was really pretty, brown hair, obviously liked pink, traveling with spikey." "Aeris.." "What?" "Her name..It's Aeris." "Yeah?" Angel looked at him, he looked like he was trying to remember something. "I'd better leave." "No, wait Reno!" "Angel, this world has changed since Meteor...I'm on a mission." "But.." "You've been gone too long..We're dying Angel." "Whadda you mean?!" "The Turks are almost gone, we're holding together by a thread. Since Tseng died, I've been in command, and even though I can handle this, I haven't been able to keep everyone working. Nobody fears us anymore, or even cares about us for that matter." "...hmph. The Turks are stills omething to fear Reno, you just don't want to be feared anymore. You don't want anyone to care." "Maybe so Angel..But what's it your buisness if that's true? You quit..remember?"
Angel lowered her head, then turned her back to Reno. Who felt like he had definatley just said the wrong thing to her. Raising a hand and putting it on her shoulder, he began to talk. "Angel, listen, I don't know how to put this to you but.." "..Leave me alone Reno, get the hell outta my room and outta my life." "Nice way of saying thanks to someone who saved your ass." "I could have handled it." "Whatever Angel..Grow up." At this, Angel threw his hand off of her shoulder and spun, standing partially on tiptoes so she could match his height. "GROW UP?! I'VE DONE A HELLUVA LOT MORE THAN YOU!!" "AT LEAST I DON'T PUSH PEOPLE AWAY!" "WHAT'S THAT MATTER TO YOU?! ALL I AM IS A SLUM RAT!" "NO YOU AREN'T! YOU'RE A LOT FUCKING MORE YOU JUST DON'T WANT TO ACCEPT THAT FACT!" Angel looked at him wide eyed after he finished his sentence and lowered herself to her normal height.
Reno's eyes burnt into hers as he took her chin in one hand. "You're a hell of a lot more than a slum rat Angel..A slum rat never leaves the slums, never becomes a turk, never..." Reno trailed off before finishing his sentence. "Never what?" "Nevermind." "No, seriously, never what?" "Don't worry about it." "Never caught your attention? Never irritates you? Never--oh lord I'm not going to finish what I was about to say, but I'm right..I know it." "Finish the sentence Angel, and we'll see if you're right." "Never had you fall in love with them..Never made you worry about them late at night while you were wasting your life at a bar..." "...You're wrong." Reno said, turning his back after releasing her chin, and started for the door. Thoughts flowing through his head.
Angel watched him leave. "Reno! Wait..! I--I..." She stuttered, looking at the now closing door. "..damn you.." Angel sighed, walking to her bedside and calling the room service to pick up the unconsious bodies laying in her bathroom. Once the room service and the manager arrived, she had several strange glances. "What the hell happened?" "Incident with someone who got pissy at me. Invaded my room. You really need to get better locks." Angel said dismissively as she put on her boots and idly zipped them up then stood up. Her hair was hanging loosely now. Reaching back, Angel tied it back up into a bun and tied her belt around her waist. "I'm not paying. I almost got raped by those bastards." "..You'd better pay!" "I'll pay you a fist in the face if you don't leave me alone." "Angelina...god, if you weren't my friend's best fighter I'd kick your ass." "Pfft...You know me. I'd kick your ass first." She grinned, walking out of the room and closing the door.
Angel felt the wind blow in her face as she walked along the remains of one of the upper plate sectors. Meteor had left it in very bad shape, hell, you couldn't even tell it from a slum if you looked at it. Hearing the crackle of thunder, she cursed under her breath and felt the cool raindrops begin to fall on her figure. Thinking of her rather idiotic meeting with Reno, where he had saved her ass, she frowned. 'Not the best way to meet one another after a year..' She thought to herself. The raindrops felt like ice against her skin, and they felt heavy. Maybe it was just her sorrow, or maybe the pain in her body from all the fights she had been in, but every drop felt like it was a lead pipe hitting her.
Stopping to look over the bridge in front of the Shin-Ra building, she thought to herself. Hearing yelps of high up execs that didn't want to get wet and other random people in the populace of Midgar running through the rain, the walking footsteps stood out amongst everything. Turning quickly, Angel had her blades ready so she could fight. There was nothing though. Not a single soul, everyone was gone. She could still hear the running footsteps and the walking, was she in another world or something? Was she having another flashback? Collapsing on the sidewalk under the flickering pale blue light, Angel leaned against the concrete wall of the bridge. 'Who am I really? I want to know damnit..' She thought to herself as she raised her eyes to look at..The Shin-Ra building was gone.
Biting her lower lip, she trembled in fear slightly. "Where the hell am I?!" The rain continued to pour, but she couldn't place where she was. Footsteps again, who's were they? Angel jumped up, blades ready, and saw figures rising around her. Shadow figures, she had heard of these before. Ultimecia controlled them through the fears of the people she fought. "Well fuckin' hell.." Angel muttered as she raised her blades, narrowing her eyes as the black humanoid figures rose to full height from the watery concrete that she was standing on. Looking up, she saw a figure with short white blonde hair cut around her face, wearing a black skintight leather suit and black high heeled boots, the gloves that went almost up to meet her suit's barely there sleeves were also black and leather. But Angel couldn't mistake the blade this girl held, it was the masamune. "Who are you, and where's midgar?" Angel said, clutching the swords as the sound of the pounding rain echoed around her.
"Midgar..has been destroyed." "Bullshit. I was just there." "Correction, in your dream you were just there." "Who the hell are you?!" "Jenova Product Specimen X-3251, Codenamed: Elena Lueke." "Elena?!" Angel took a step back, clutching her sword. "What the fuck happened to you?!" "After you abandoned the turks, we were next in line for the Jenova experiments, considering we were the most infused with Mako. You left us to die by Hojo and his assistant's experiments..traitor." Elena's words stung Angel nearly as bad as the pounding icy rain hitting her body, the black figures grew larger, and it was then that Angel realized that her fear level was once again rising. "Are you scared yet Angelina Lockheart?" "No. Never scared. Always prepared." Angel said out loud, her eyes gaining a defiant flame as she raised her swords. "Very well." "Where's the rest of the turks?!" "Gone or dead more than likely. I showed you a snippet of what could have happened had you returned. Too bad your lover boy's gone now." "Where's Reno?" Angel said, her voice barely above a low growl.
Elena smirked as lightning illuminated her, the masamune, Angel, and the Yami Servants surrounding her and ready to pounce. Angel's green eyes flared as she bit her lower lip. "WHERE IS HE?!" "...Gone..far far away...actually, closer than you think..heh..or shall I show you?" "SHOW ME WHERE HE IS!!" "...Attack her Reno." Angel cringed at the words and growled softly. "YOU THINK HE'LL ATTACK ME?! HE'S ON MY SIDE BITCH!" "Ah, so he was, until you betrayed him, me, and the rest of the turks." "I'm not a traitor dammit!" Angel heard footsteps, but was sure it was just in her mind again. "Ultimecia's behind this, isn't she?" "The soceress Ultimecia assisted Jenova Rebirth in her plans to regain control of the planet, yes. So in a way, yes, Ultimecia IS behind this..But you'll never last long enough to see her." Her mind had betrayed her. Angel felt something slam against her head and the world disappearing into a black abyss known as unconsiousness. At which time she grabbed for anything to hold her up and the only thing she grabbed was a sleeved arm.
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Opening her eyes, she realized she was in a dark room. 'Nobody here..damn, I wanted to wake up and punch someone in the jaw like I usually do.' That's when she saw him. "Welcome home Angel." "Lemme guess, red hair..blue eyes..You're the welcome commitee?" "Wrong, I'm the person who saved your ass." "Ah..So you are." "Do you even remember my name?" "Actually it kinda slipped my mind." "Reno. Reno Cordingley. I'm your sponsor for the turks, did you inform Nikolai?" "Yeah. As you can see he wasn't very happy with his best fighter joining the turks." After saying this, Angel used her tounge to clear a bit of blood from it. Glancing into his eyes she quickly averted her gaze. 'So, I forgot your looks and your name, damn, I need to get a better memory, you're too good looking to forget..' She thought to herself as he went to untie her wrists, bound behind her back while she was sitting in a chair.
He rose slowly and dropped the ropes on the ground, looking at her and trying to figure out what the scent in her hair was. "..You know, it's really not fun being tied up in a dark room to an old chair." "I'll speak to Nikolai about that." 'Do I smell violet? Yeah..and a little peach..and what's that other scent?' "You should try it sometime. It's a blast." Angel said sarcastically, rubbing her wrists to get circulation back in them. 'Rose maybe? No..Apricot? No..Perhaps an Apple scent? You can figure this out Reno.' "I'll look foward to it." Reno muttered dismissively, heading for the door and still trying to figure out that final scent in her hair that made it smell so good.
Angel stood up and extended a hand in his direction. "Wait! I..I mean." "What?" "Well..since you..saved my butt majorly.." "And?" "And..well, thanks, I owe you one." "I know exactly how you could repay me." "How?" "Come with me and I'll show you, come on." "What?" "Just come on Slum rat." "That was cruel." "It got your attention didn't it?" "Fine, I'll come with you." She said, beginning to walk towards the door once Reno left it. 'Wonder what he wants me to do?' She thought. Entering the dark, dingy and disquisting street that was outside of the abandoned sector 4 building, she felt the cool breeze on her face. The upper plates were good for only two things, money and the weather. And perhaps this newfound turk that had just saved her ass.
Stopping, wind blowing his flaming red hair, Reno locked his blue eyes on Angel. "Are you coming or are you just going to stand there while Nikolai's goons wake up." "Huh?" "In case you didn't notice, they were all over the floor." Reno said, gesturing to the cuts on his face. "Oh my god.." Angel covered her mouth with one hand and bit her lower lip slightly. Releasing it and lowering her hand, her face turned dark and serious, shadowing her features and making her look slightly evil in a way. "You didn't have to." "What?" "Help me out." "It's my job, I can't let my fellow turks get caught and killed." "Oh..I'm not a turk yet though." "That's what we're going to fix. Come on Angel, let's go." "Go where though?" "Go to get you out of that." Reno pointed at the torn up t-shirt and ripped jeans. Her face was covered with dirt and she had plenty of blood caked here and there around random vicious wounds.
Reno turned and began to walk quickly down the dingy, cold street. Getting glances of fear from whoever he walked by. Angel followed, struggling to keep up the pace. She was the perfect warrior in every way, except for being fast. In the heat of battle, sure, she could be fast. When it came to the standard everyday jog along sector 4, that was something she couldn't do. Reno slowed and looked at her, a smirk across his features. "Already tired?" "Fuck off smartass." "Well that wasn't polite." "Fuck you." "Hm. I may take you up on that sometime." Angel's eyes widened in shock then narrowed in a glare as she swung a punch at his arm. Just as soon as she swung, everything blurred and when her sight cleared, she was laying on her back, wrist in Reno's grip, his knee on her stomach. "Don't do that, it hurts you more than it'll ever hurt me."
Feeling his knee abandon it's newfound spot on her stomach, she ripped her wrist from his grasp and got up, dusting the dirt, leaves, and whatever else was on the ground off of her shirt. Narrowing her eyes again, she made a fist and started walking again. "Where ARE we going anyways?" "Dress shop." "A WHAT shop?" "Dress shop." Reno replied, not changing his tone one bit. Angel's face began to turn the shade of apple red, blinking, she looked at him again as if he'd just said something really dumb. "You're taking ME to a dress shop?" "Yes." "Why might I ask are you taking me to said dress shop?" "To get you a dress for the Shin-Ra dance." "Who said I'm going?" "Me and Tseng did." "And I give a fuck about what you guys said why?" "Because since you quit with Nikolai, we're your only source of gil, and we know how much you like gil." "Yeah, love it. Now back to the subject, why am I going to the dance thing anyways?" "If you don't you don't get the job." "Who's going with me?" "Rufus Shinra." "WHAT?!"
Angel stopped in her tracks, the wind blowing her shirt and her hair back in the direction of the area she had just walked from. Leaves swirled around on the street with a dry clicking and scratching sound. The sound of Reno's shoes on the pavement stopped suddenly. He turned around, his red ponytail blowing over his shoulder. "Listen, you want the job right?" Angel nodded dully. "You want gil?" Angel's features perked up suddenly as she did a quick nod. "Then do what you're told." "But Rufus.." Reno looked at her and knew exactly what she was about to say. "Yeah, I helped kill a bunch of those people too Angel, or did you forget?" "My family lived there..they're dead now." "I'm sorry, but listen. You won't make it out on the streets now, I know Nikolai, once you leave they hunt you down and try to kill you. I should know." Reno muttered dismissively as he turned and looked at the Shin-Ra building towering up in front of them. Lights were on in the presidential suite. Either Rufus or Alex were there, or maybe even both. The two were brothers, Alex was the youngest Shinra child. He was about 14 or 15.
Reno looked at her and then back at the building. "You were in Nikolai's gang once, weren't you?" "That's none of your buisness." "He said something about someone with red hair and green eyes. It can't be you, you don't have green eyes." "Yes, I do." "They're blue." "I know." "Then how can they be green?" "I wear contacts." "Oh. Right, I knew that." Angel said quietly. Her eyes brightened again and she grinned. "It IS you!" "What?" "You're the greatest thief Nikolai ever had before I came along." "I admit, I did do some of his dirty work, but.." "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone!" Angel said, making a gesture across her mouth as if to say "My lips are sealed". He turned back around to look at her and rolled his eyes. "Are you done talking now?" "What's that mean?" "That means you talk more than the goddamned secretary of social services. The woman brings a whole new meaning to social." Angel stifled a laugh and nodded. "Right, I'm done then." "Okay. Good, we're going to the Shin-Ra building first, I want you to meet someone." "I already met Rufus. He's very..disturbing." "Well, I want you to meet Alex. Rufus' younger brother by adoption." "Right. I knew that too." "You're just a regular einstein aren't you?" "Shaddup." Angel muttered, crossing her arms so her fingernails, painted black, could shimmer in the light. The ring on her left hand's ring finger was made of the finest silver possible to find. She stole it from some rich snobby lady.
Her black eyeshadow made her green eyes look dark and eerie, and the reddish brown lipstick decorating her lips looked almost black in the dim lights. The black stringlike bracelets joined together around her wrist added to her look of black. "I have a new nickname for you." Reno said, looking at the girl's black jeans, boots, and shirt. "What?" "Angel of Darkness, I think it fits you. You're one of those dark types." "Fuck off. I'm not a dark type." "Yes, you are, you just don't want to admit that you are." "How would you know anything about dark types?" "I hung around several." "Like who?" "None of your buisness." "Fine." Angel followed Reno as he headed for the Shin-Ra tower, awaiting her encounter with Alex, Rufus' brother and the 3rd in line for the Shin-Ra throne. As she approached the tower, gunshots were heard inside the lobby, followed by screams.
Reno yelled out to stop her, but he was too late. Angel ran in through the door and watched as machine guns were aimed at her, the crying secretary huddled in a corner of the desks. One of the men laughed and raised his gun, looking at Angel. "We've got a live one here boys." "WHO ARE YOU?!" Angel yelled, mustering her voice the best she could. He laughed and got ready to pull the trigger. "My name? My name's death..." The man said, pulling the cold steel trigger of the machine gun. A loud pop filled the air as the bullets tore through towards their mark, Angel.
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'Angel...wake up...yeah, that's right, you can start to move now..wakey wakey..' Angel's hands gripped for something soft and warm on the cold, hard cell floor. Sunlight poured over her as she opened her eyes groggily. "Huh..? Where..Where am I?" Angel said outloud, then it hit her like a bolt 3 spell. The darkness, the Yami servants, Elena, Reno, the flashback.. All part of one master scheme of things, leading her into this cold cell, barely waking up with a severe headache and a large lump on the back of her head. Then she began to wonder about that voice that had just been plauging her thoughts. She couldn't pinpoint where it came from, but it seemed so..firmiliar.
Footsteps echoed through the hall outside, followed by the sound of the masamune hitting bars. Angel instantly jumped up, reaching for her blades that had once again been removed from her persona. "Well fuckin' hell." Elena stopped in front of the cell, laughing and putting a gloved hand on the bars. Angel could feel the energy from Elena, not good, but pure and solid evil. "You're one fucked up bitch." Was all Angel could say, staring at the woman with the short white-blonde hair. Elena laughed and leaned against the bars, tracing a crack in the paint of one of the steel bars. "You really need to learn to watch your tounge girl." "Fuck you." Angel stood up to her full height, realizing that even though Elena had more power in her small figure, she was still taller than and probably just as strong as Elena. Walking out of the shadows, Angel calculated in her head how long it would take for Elena to bring the masamune up to bear. 'If you do thise right, you have about 10 seconds to get her slammed between the wall and the cell door.' She thought to herself, approaching the door.
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Ending Note: I'm still kinda off of making this story, I'm kinda starting to give up on it, because once again it's fallen from the ranks and gotten sucky. Hopefully now that disk 2 is in action I'll be able to hold people's attention, it's all kinda confusing, I know, but this is the next disk, and I promise, it'll be a hella lot better 8 chapters than the last 8!
A Final Fantasy VII Story written for the Viewing Public
By: KrystalDragoness aka AngelTigerBaby
Author's note: Okay, Chapter 8 1/2, Disk 2, I know I know, this story is being kinda gay, but still, it all leads up to something really good happening. I know you guys probably think by now that this is an empty promise, but c'mon! I'm right on top of the matter. Disk 2 takes place about a year later, I hope you guys like this chapter!
Chapter 8 1/2 - Disk 2 Intro - Masamune, Blade of Darkness
"It's been a year since I abandoned the turks and midgar in order to return to my own ways. I've traveled the world far and wide seeking answers, yet found nothing. The only thing I found was pain and suffering in the wake of Avalanche, and the body of Tseng. Somehow I had found a land of coral houses, sidewalks, everything was coral. I stayed the night, the only logical choice. And it was there I encountered people who seemed to be from my past. One seemed alot like Reno, only it was a young child, he was standing by his mother...crying..she had died. Then there was him..Sephiroth...He stood behind Reno, ready to fight, I don't know why these two were around each other.." Angel looked up at the man looking at her as he gestured for her to continue.
"...The boy, he..he cried out my name, Angel, he yelled it at the top of his lungs, I walked from the shadows with my blades drawn. It was in Midgar, at the train station, his mother bled to death. I tried to fight Sephiroth, but I was too weak, he grabbed the boy and ripped his arm from my grasp, disappearing with him into the shadows and I tried to persue. I got lost, confused. It was raining, I yelled out Reno's name, he didn't answer. Then I heard a yell from the Shin-Ra building." She clutched one hand in the other for a moment, awaiting the man's reply. "You're insane." "I knew you would say that." "Yes..well..You made up a good story there girl." "Let me finish this story then." "Fine." Angel sighed and continued on with her story.
"After that night, I had left again, to Nibel this time, the village was in ruins from Meteor, I found a Nibel wolf with a baby in it's mouth. It had on a collar, I assumed that it must have been a child that the wolf had protected. But now, food was so scarce or scrawny that it was going to it's natural instincts. Kill the weakest and meatiest part of the herd, the children. Unfortunatly, the baby was the only thing I could see around the village anywhere. I began to fight with the wolf over it, the baby was dropped, unharmed. Afterwards I took it to the only place I could think of, the house of a mysterious girl's mother. The girl had claimed she was of the Cetra bloodline, and that she was on a mission with AVALANCHE to save the planet. I don't know who she was, and to this day, I think the baby's still safe." "Angelina, you've finally gone off the deep end." "Whadda you mean?" "Well, the Turks are back, AVALANCHE disappeared years ago..Well, a year ago.." "The turks are back? Who's with them?" "Reno's the leader now, I heard that Tseng was killed by that monster that summoned Meteor to kill us all."
Angel's eyes narrowed and grew darker as she looked at her old mentor and friend. "Sephiroth?" "Yes, I think that was his name." "Where did Tseng die?" "The temple of the Ancients, I heard that he was looking for power and he found Sephiroth. The black materia unlocked the temple and the traps within it. Sephiroth stabbed him through the chest, Elena found him dying. I heard a rumor that she was running from the temple to get help and a monster petrified her so bad that not even the strongest soft could cure it, so there she stands, guarding the temple." "Elena..died?" "Perhaps, I don't know, travelers bring many rumors girl.." "I see.. These travelers, do they bring any word of the Ancients?" "No..I'm sorry, they only bring news of death and destruction." "Right..I must be going Nikolai." "Goodbye Angel, take care..and remember.." "Don't talk to strangers and never enter a slimy cave, it's probably a red dragon's mouth. Got it." Angel bit her lower lip as she slung her new pack with her supplies over her shoulder.
Walking out of the half collapsed building in sector 7, she looked at Tifa's 7th heaven silently. The bar used to be so alive, now it was deadly silent. The city had been nearly destroyed in Meteor's wake, people were slowly trying to rebuild, the plate collapse had fortunately not destroyed all of sector 7. The plate landed on an odd angle, leaving it suspended over the city until one day, a jolt would shake it and cause it to destroy the remainder of the sector. The air was polluted and disquisting, as it had been for several years. But for some reason she couldn't explain why now it smelt so clean to her. Most people walked around coughing from the havoc the pollution caused to thier bodies, but not her, she inhaled it deeply as if it was the finest cigarette Midgar could offer her.
Suddenly, her mind began to wander, she imagined that she was free again, her spirit hovering over midgar and looking at the twisted metal and growing grass, flowers, plants, and various animals roaming freely around the area. Her green eyes sparkled as her soul returned to her, letting her look around at the 7th sector in midgar. Her eyes were dark and she bit her lower lip, realizing how many of these people should be granted the ability to see the world outside of the steel floating city called Midgar. Hanging onto it's life by a thread. Any minute the weakened pillars could give way to the plate, allowing it to collapse on the lower sectors and kill any life underneath.
Angel thought about this for a moment before beginning to walk through the sector, scrap metal was piled up here and there, the 7th heaven was deserted and a sign labeled "Closed until further notice" adorned the door. Beggars huddled around a small fire, and even some of the SOLDIERs of Shin-Ra were huddled around that fire. Finally, people were not discriminated against because of class, rank, skin, or anything of the sort, here, in the sector 7 slums, the people who had been at war for many years had finally made peace. She felt alien to this new home of hers, and approached the fire cautiously, settling down in between a rather intresting beggar that was telling stories and a SOLDIER that smelt of strong body odor.
Trying to keep from wrinkling her nose in disquist, Angel turned her attention to her own outfit, blood, dirt, and other various things stained it, leaving her to look like the slum rat that she used to be. Her hair was mussed up in different places and her arms had several scabs on them from fights. The freshest cut seemed to have some sort of green ooze around it. 'That's what you get for not cleaning your wounds Angelina..' She thought to herself as she asked the SOLDIER if she could use his first aid kit. He nodded to her gruffly and handed the lightweight kit to her.
When Angel took it in her hand, she sat it on the ground and opened it, all there was were a few spiders, some bandages, and a few potions. Thinking about how poor these people must be now that the city and it's economy had collapsed around them, she decided she would bear it for the sake of her arm not rotting off on her. The ooze looked slightly alive in a disquisting way Angel thought to herself as she took up the potion and poured it on the wound.
A fizz rose around the wound and the ooze began to dissolve. After 15 minutes of waiting, Angel had cleaned and bandaged this irritation of a wound that she was having to deal with, blood stained the cloth, but she ignored it and returned the first aid kit to the old looking SOLDIER. He must have been in his 50's at least. Angel thought about Reno, and wondered where he was, the SOLDIER looked up at her, grey eyes locked on her youthful face. "Aren't you Reno's partner?" Angel felt a twinge of pain at these words. "No..I quit the turks a long time ago." "Oh..he talked about you alot, I guess he assumed you would be back." Angel's eyes watered slightly as she looked up. "...Really?" "Yeah girl, you better go find him, he's hooked. Hasn't even touched a single one of the desk clerks!" "..Thanks for telling me." Angel stood up, dusting off her legs and her wrap, then bolting off to the Sector 7 inn to get cleaned up.
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After about an hour of showering, she had finally cleaned her skin to it's perfect look again, thanks to cure magic, hipotions, x-potions, and the like, she was once again fine groomed. Pulling her now clean outfit over her soaking body, she grabbed the hairtie sitting on the sink. "It's been a while..Wonder if that old man was telling the truth." Angel thought out loud as she tied her wet hair into a bun, bangs falling around her face and over her emerald green eyes. "I have to find out what happened to the turks." She said to herself. Hearing a noise, she shut the bathroom door and dismissed the noise as a simple rat or something crawling in the framework. With a loud yell, she watched as the bathroom door burst down to reveal about 8 or 9 thugs, laughing and looking at her...
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Reno's feet hit the floor silently, as if he was creeping up behind something to kill it. The entire room was dark, and the only noise in it was the sound of his EMR rattling in it's holder. Angel had disappeared a year ago, and Tseng had been killed, leaving him in charge. He narrowed his eyes and stopped, looking at the figure, it was wheelchair bound and cloaked in a white garment. It was obviously badly wounded. The only thing he wanted to know was what hid behind this cloak, Rufus had been killed in an attack by a WEAPON, or so he had heard. Ever since then, he had been reporting to this figure, it had no face, eyes, or any physical features except for hands, legs, and that damned cloak.
It's head lifted slowly with the crackling sound of something that should be dead, the breath came out in a dry wheeze. "Where...is avalanche?" Reno's pale color drained from his face, making him seem the tone of paper, every time he talked to this thing it scared the shit out of him. Trying to keep his composure, he ran a hand through his red hair and closed his eyes. 'Just keep your cool.' He thought to himself as he opened his mouth to speak. "They...escaped." The hand outstretched as if to reach towards Reno. "Come here boy....I need to speak with you.." Reno cautiously stepped fowards, kneeling in front of the figure. His eyes were obviously full of fear as he knelt in front of it. The hand clutched Reno's wrist and Reno yelped in pain. Clutching his head, memories flashed through his head. "I know who you are boy...you're the brother of that Cetra man..AREN'T YOU?!" The hand tightened on his wrist.
Reno's eyes widened and he tried to speak, but found himself too full of pain to do so. "AREN'T YOU?!" The hand tightened, Reno felt blood running down his arm as he finally choked out what he was going to say. "Y-Ye--I mean..NO! I don't know what you're talking about!" "You're the survivor of the Cetra...your brother led to my near death.." "Who..who are you?" "...Who do you think I am boy?!" The other hand reached up to remove the cloak's hood, a mauled face with various stitches, a bandanna over where pale blue eyes once were, and mussed blonde hair falling over the face. Reno recognized the figure instantly. "R-Rufus?" "...No..Rufus died long ago.." "Then who are you?!" "Jenova..Rebirth.." Reno tried to jerk his wrist free but unfortunatly failed. "Never again shall I fail! I will regain my power over the world without the Cetra's assistance!!!"
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Angel struggled against the muscles of 3 of the men that had grabbed her around her midsection to keep her from being able to escape. Trying to get to the door, she scrame at the top of her lungs and gripped the doorframe in her hands, knowing what these thugs were about to do, it was then that she heard the door bust open and heard a crackle of electricity. Followed by a grunt of a man. She felt one of the men rip her top off of her body viciously and throw her to the ground, but before he could go any further he collapsed to the ground with a yell of pain.
Looking at the t-shirt laying on the ground she was going to change into for bed, she quickly pulled it on and looked at her savior. His blue eyes looked at her icily and his lips were pressed into a grim expression. "So we meet again Angelina Lockheart." "Well Well Well, Reno Cordingley, my knight in shining armor.." Angel replied as Reno pulled her up and looked at the ripped bathing suit top laying on the ground. "What'd you do to get those horny bastards after you Angel?" "...long story, I've been in a few deals gone wrong. And some of the guys I owe favors to decided they should take them forcefully." "...Again Angel?" "....shut up." Angel adjusted her shirt idly. She thought about what he had meant, last time she had been in Midgar, before she'd left, he'd had to save her ass several times from the same fate.
Standing up, she locked her green eyes on his blue ones and bit her lower lip. "Been a while." "Yeah. Why're you back here? It's too dangerous.." "I have to finish what I started, my heart led me back, Midgar's in trouble Reno.." "Tell me about it..Jenova's controlling Shin-Ra from Rufus' body." "Jenova? I thought she was dead.." "No, she's back, Jenova Rebirth to be exact." Angel's faintly dazed expression turned into one of utmost seriousness. "..Jenova Rebirth? I read a legend about that, that was the one that annialated the Cetra.." Angel wasn't sure, but she could have sworn that when she said that she had seen Reno cringe slightly.
"How do you know anyways?" "I should know, I went to report today and the thing was about to kill me.." "Oh..I see..You know, I met a Cetra girl--" "Where?!" "...In..I forgot, but she was really pretty, brown hair, obviously liked pink, traveling with spikey." "Aeris.." "What?" "Her name..It's Aeris." "Yeah?" Angel looked at him, he looked like he was trying to remember something. "I'd better leave." "No, wait Reno!" "Angel, this world has changed since Meteor...I'm on a mission." "But.." "You've been gone too long..We're dying Angel." "Whadda you mean?!" "The Turks are almost gone, we're holding together by a thread. Since Tseng died, I've been in command, and even though I can handle this, I haven't been able to keep everyone working. Nobody fears us anymore, or even cares about us for that matter." "...hmph. The Turks are stills omething to fear Reno, you just don't want to be feared anymore. You don't want anyone to care." "Maybe so Angel..But what's it your buisness if that's true? You quit..remember?"
Angel lowered her head, then turned her back to Reno. Who felt like he had definatley just said the wrong thing to her. Raising a hand and putting it on her shoulder, he began to talk. "Angel, listen, I don't know how to put this to you but.." "..Leave me alone Reno, get the hell outta my room and outta my life." "Nice way of saying thanks to someone who saved your ass." "I could have handled it." "Whatever Angel..Grow up." At this, Angel threw his hand off of her shoulder and spun, standing partially on tiptoes so she could match his height. "GROW UP?! I'VE DONE A HELLUVA LOT MORE THAN YOU!!" "AT LEAST I DON'T PUSH PEOPLE AWAY!" "WHAT'S THAT MATTER TO YOU?! ALL I AM IS A SLUM RAT!" "NO YOU AREN'T! YOU'RE A LOT FUCKING MORE YOU JUST DON'T WANT TO ACCEPT THAT FACT!" Angel looked at him wide eyed after he finished his sentence and lowered herself to her normal height.
Reno's eyes burnt into hers as he took her chin in one hand. "You're a hell of a lot more than a slum rat Angel..A slum rat never leaves the slums, never becomes a turk, never..." Reno trailed off before finishing his sentence. "Never what?" "Nevermind." "No, seriously, never what?" "Don't worry about it." "Never caught your attention? Never irritates you? Never--oh lord I'm not going to finish what I was about to say, but I'm right..I know it." "Finish the sentence Angel, and we'll see if you're right." "Never had you fall in love with them..Never made you worry about them late at night while you were wasting your life at a bar..." "...You're wrong." Reno said, turning his back after releasing her chin, and started for the door. Thoughts flowing through his head.
Angel watched him leave. "Reno! Wait..! I--I..." She stuttered, looking at the now closing door. "..damn you.." Angel sighed, walking to her bedside and calling the room service to pick up the unconsious bodies laying in her bathroom. Once the room service and the manager arrived, she had several strange glances. "What the hell happened?" "Incident with someone who got pissy at me. Invaded my room. You really need to get better locks." Angel said dismissively as she put on her boots and idly zipped them up then stood up. Her hair was hanging loosely now. Reaching back, Angel tied it back up into a bun and tied her belt around her waist. "I'm not paying. I almost got raped by those bastards." "..You'd better pay!" "I'll pay you a fist in the face if you don't leave me alone." "Angelina...god, if you weren't my friend's best fighter I'd kick your ass." "Pfft...You know me. I'd kick your ass first." She grinned, walking out of the room and closing the door.
Angel felt the wind blow in her face as she walked along the remains of one of the upper plate sectors. Meteor had left it in very bad shape, hell, you couldn't even tell it from a slum if you looked at it. Hearing the crackle of thunder, she cursed under her breath and felt the cool raindrops begin to fall on her figure. Thinking of her rather idiotic meeting with Reno, where he had saved her ass, she frowned. 'Not the best way to meet one another after a year..' She thought to herself. The raindrops felt like ice against her skin, and they felt heavy. Maybe it was just her sorrow, or maybe the pain in her body from all the fights she had been in, but every drop felt like it was a lead pipe hitting her.
Stopping to look over the bridge in front of the Shin-Ra building, she thought to herself. Hearing yelps of high up execs that didn't want to get wet and other random people in the populace of Midgar running through the rain, the walking footsteps stood out amongst everything. Turning quickly, Angel had her blades ready so she could fight. There was nothing though. Not a single soul, everyone was gone. She could still hear the running footsteps and the walking, was she in another world or something? Was she having another flashback? Collapsing on the sidewalk under the flickering pale blue light, Angel leaned against the concrete wall of the bridge. 'Who am I really? I want to know damnit..' She thought to herself as she raised her eyes to look at..The Shin-Ra building was gone.
Biting her lower lip, she trembled in fear slightly. "Where the hell am I?!" The rain continued to pour, but she couldn't place where she was. Footsteps again, who's were they? Angel jumped up, blades ready, and saw figures rising around her. Shadow figures, she had heard of these before. Ultimecia controlled them through the fears of the people she fought. "Well fuckin' hell.." Angel muttered as she raised her blades, narrowing her eyes as the black humanoid figures rose to full height from the watery concrete that she was standing on. Looking up, she saw a figure with short white blonde hair cut around her face, wearing a black skintight leather suit and black high heeled boots, the gloves that went almost up to meet her suit's barely there sleeves were also black and leather. But Angel couldn't mistake the blade this girl held, it was the masamune. "Who are you, and where's midgar?" Angel said, clutching the swords as the sound of the pounding rain echoed around her.
"Midgar..has been destroyed." "Bullshit. I was just there." "Correction, in your dream you were just there." "Who the hell are you?!" "Jenova Product Specimen X-3251, Codenamed: Elena Lueke." "Elena?!" Angel took a step back, clutching her sword. "What the fuck happened to you?!" "After you abandoned the turks, we were next in line for the Jenova experiments, considering we were the most infused with Mako. You left us to die by Hojo and his assistant's experiments..traitor." Elena's words stung Angel nearly as bad as the pounding icy rain hitting her body, the black figures grew larger, and it was then that Angel realized that her fear level was once again rising. "Are you scared yet Angelina Lockheart?" "No. Never scared. Always prepared." Angel said out loud, her eyes gaining a defiant flame as she raised her swords. "Very well." "Where's the rest of the turks?!" "Gone or dead more than likely. I showed you a snippet of what could have happened had you returned. Too bad your lover boy's gone now." "Where's Reno?" Angel said, her voice barely above a low growl.
Elena smirked as lightning illuminated her, the masamune, Angel, and the Yami Servants surrounding her and ready to pounce. Angel's green eyes flared as she bit her lower lip. "WHERE IS HE?!" "...Gone..far far away...actually, closer than you think..heh..or shall I show you?" "SHOW ME WHERE HE IS!!" "...Attack her Reno." Angel cringed at the words and growled softly. "YOU THINK HE'LL ATTACK ME?! HE'S ON MY SIDE BITCH!" "Ah, so he was, until you betrayed him, me, and the rest of the turks." "I'm not a traitor dammit!" Angel heard footsteps, but was sure it was just in her mind again. "Ultimecia's behind this, isn't she?" "The soceress Ultimecia assisted Jenova Rebirth in her plans to regain control of the planet, yes. So in a way, yes, Ultimecia IS behind this..But you'll never last long enough to see her." Her mind had betrayed her. Angel felt something slam against her head and the world disappearing into a black abyss known as unconsiousness. At which time she grabbed for anything to hold her up and the only thing she grabbed was a sleeved arm.
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Opening her eyes, she realized she was in a dark room. 'Nobody here..damn, I wanted to wake up and punch someone in the jaw like I usually do.' That's when she saw him. "Welcome home Angel." "Lemme guess, red hair..blue eyes..You're the welcome commitee?" "Wrong, I'm the person who saved your ass." "Ah..So you are." "Do you even remember my name?" "Actually it kinda slipped my mind." "Reno. Reno Cordingley. I'm your sponsor for the turks, did you inform Nikolai?" "Yeah. As you can see he wasn't very happy with his best fighter joining the turks." After saying this, Angel used her tounge to clear a bit of blood from it. Glancing into his eyes she quickly averted her gaze. 'So, I forgot your looks and your name, damn, I need to get a better memory, you're too good looking to forget..' She thought to herself as he went to untie her wrists, bound behind her back while she was sitting in a chair.
He rose slowly and dropped the ropes on the ground, looking at her and trying to figure out what the scent in her hair was. "..You know, it's really not fun being tied up in a dark room to an old chair." "I'll speak to Nikolai about that." 'Do I smell violet? Yeah..and a little peach..and what's that other scent?' "You should try it sometime. It's a blast." Angel said sarcastically, rubbing her wrists to get circulation back in them. 'Rose maybe? No..Apricot? No..Perhaps an Apple scent? You can figure this out Reno.' "I'll look foward to it." Reno muttered dismissively, heading for the door and still trying to figure out that final scent in her hair that made it smell so good.
Angel stood up and extended a hand in his direction. "Wait! I..I mean." "What?" "Well..since you..saved my butt majorly.." "And?" "And..well, thanks, I owe you one." "I know exactly how you could repay me." "How?" "Come with me and I'll show you, come on." "What?" "Just come on Slum rat." "That was cruel." "It got your attention didn't it?" "Fine, I'll come with you." She said, beginning to walk towards the door once Reno left it. 'Wonder what he wants me to do?' She thought. Entering the dark, dingy and disquisting street that was outside of the abandoned sector 4 building, she felt the cool breeze on her face. The upper plates were good for only two things, money and the weather. And perhaps this newfound turk that had just saved her ass.
Stopping, wind blowing his flaming red hair, Reno locked his blue eyes on Angel. "Are you coming or are you just going to stand there while Nikolai's goons wake up." "Huh?" "In case you didn't notice, they were all over the floor." Reno said, gesturing to the cuts on his face. "Oh my god.." Angel covered her mouth with one hand and bit her lower lip slightly. Releasing it and lowering her hand, her face turned dark and serious, shadowing her features and making her look slightly evil in a way. "You didn't have to." "What?" "Help me out." "It's my job, I can't let my fellow turks get caught and killed." "Oh..I'm not a turk yet though." "That's what we're going to fix. Come on Angel, let's go." "Go where though?" "Go to get you out of that." Reno pointed at the torn up t-shirt and ripped jeans. Her face was covered with dirt and she had plenty of blood caked here and there around random vicious wounds.
Reno turned and began to walk quickly down the dingy, cold street. Getting glances of fear from whoever he walked by. Angel followed, struggling to keep up the pace. She was the perfect warrior in every way, except for being fast. In the heat of battle, sure, she could be fast. When it came to the standard everyday jog along sector 4, that was something she couldn't do. Reno slowed and looked at her, a smirk across his features. "Already tired?" "Fuck off smartass." "Well that wasn't polite." "Fuck you." "Hm. I may take you up on that sometime." Angel's eyes widened in shock then narrowed in a glare as she swung a punch at his arm. Just as soon as she swung, everything blurred and when her sight cleared, she was laying on her back, wrist in Reno's grip, his knee on her stomach. "Don't do that, it hurts you more than it'll ever hurt me."
Feeling his knee abandon it's newfound spot on her stomach, she ripped her wrist from his grasp and got up, dusting the dirt, leaves, and whatever else was on the ground off of her shirt. Narrowing her eyes again, she made a fist and started walking again. "Where ARE we going anyways?" "Dress shop." "A WHAT shop?" "Dress shop." Reno replied, not changing his tone one bit. Angel's face began to turn the shade of apple red, blinking, she looked at him again as if he'd just said something really dumb. "You're taking ME to a dress shop?" "Yes." "Why might I ask are you taking me to said dress shop?" "To get you a dress for the Shin-Ra dance." "Who said I'm going?" "Me and Tseng did." "And I give a fuck about what you guys said why?" "Because since you quit with Nikolai, we're your only source of gil, and we know how much you like gil." "Yeah, love it. Now back to the subject, why am I going to the dance thing anyways?" "If you don't you don't get the job." "Who's going with me?" "Rufus Shinra." "WHAT?!"
Angel stopped in her tracks, the wind blowing her shirt and her hair back in the direction of the area she had just walked from. Leaves swirled around on the street with a dry clicking and scratching sound. The sound of Reno's shoes on the pavement stopped suddenly. He turned around, his red ponytail blowing over his shoulder. "Listen, you want the job right?" Angel nodded dully. "You want gil?" Angel's features perked up suddenly as she did a quick nod. "Then do what you're told." "But Rufus.." Reno looked at her and knew exactly what she was about to say. "Yeah, I helped kill a bunch of those people too Angel, or did you forget?" "My family lived there..they're dead now." "I'm sorry, but listen. You won't make it out on the streets now, I know Nikolai, once you leave they hunt you down and try to kill you. I should know." Reno muttered dismissively as he turned and looked at the Shin-Ra building towering up in front of them. Lights were on in the presidential suite. Either Rufus or Alex were there, or maybe even both. The two were brothers, Alex was the youngest Shinra child. He was about 14 or 15.
Reno looked at her and then back at the building. "You were in Nikolai's gang once, weren't you?" "That's none of your buisness." "He said something about someone with red hair and green eyes. It can't be you, you don't have green eyes." "Yes, I do." "They're blue." "I know." "Then how can they be green?" "I wear contacts." "Oh. Right, I knew that." Angel said quietly. Her eyes brightened again and she grinned. "It IS you!" "What?" "You're the greatest thief Nikolai ever had before I came along." "I admit, I did do some of his dirty work, but.." "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone!" Angel said, making a gesture across her mouth as if to say "My lips are sealed". He turned back around to look at her and rolled his eyes. "Are you done talking now?" "What's that mean?" "That means you talk more than the goddamned secretary of social services. The woman brings a whole new meaning to social." Angel stifled a laugh and nodded. "Right, I'm done then." "Okay. Good, we're going to the Shin-Ra building first, I want you to meet someone." "I already met Rufus. He's very..disturbing." "Well, I want you to meet Alex. Rufus' younger brother by adoption." "Right. I knew that too." "You're just a regular einstein aren't you?" "Shaddup." Angel muttered, crossing her arms so her fingernails, painted black, could shimmer in the light. The ring on her left hand's ring finger was made of the finest silver possible to find. She stole it from some rich snobby lady.
Her black eyeshadow made her green eyes look dark and eerie, and the reddish brown lipstick decorating her lips looked almost black in the dim lights. The black stringlike bracelets joined together around her wrist added to her look of black. "I have a new nickname for you." Reno said, looking at the girl's black jeans, boots, and shirt. "What?" "Angel of Darkness, I think it fits you. You're one of those dark types." "Fuck off. I'm not a dark type." "Yes, you are, you just don't want to admit that you are." "How would you know anything about dark types?" "I hung around several." "Like who?" "None of your buisness." "Fine." Angel followed Reno as he headed for the Shin-Ra tower, awaiting her encounter with Alex, Rufus' brother and the 3rd in line for the Shin-Ra throne. As she approached the tower, gunshots were heard inside the lobby, followed by screams.
Reno yelled out to stop her, but he was too late. Angel ran in through the door and watched as machine guns were aimed at her, the crying secretary huddled in a corner of the desks. One of the men laughed and raised his gun, looking at Angel. "We've got a live one here boys." "WHO ARE YOU?!" Angel yelled, mustering her voice the best she could. He laughed and got ready to pull the trigger. "My name? My name's death..." The man said, pulling the cold steel trigger of the machine gun. A loud pop filled the air as the bullets tore through towards their mark, Angel.
************** Return to the Future.. **************
'Angel...wake up...yeah, that's right, you can start to move now..wakey wakey..' Angel's hands gripped for something soft and warm on the cold, hard cell floor. Sunlight poured over her as she opened her eyes groggily. "Huh..? Where..Where am I?" Angel said outloud, then it hit her like a bolt 3 spell. The darkness, the Yami servants, Elena, Reno, the flashback.. All part of one master scheme of things, leading her into this cold cell, barely waking up with a severe headache and a large lump on the back of her head. Then she began to wonder about that voice that had just been plauging her thoughts. She couldn't pinpoint where it came from, but it seemed so..firmiliar.
Footsteps echoed through the hall outside, followed by the sound of the masamune hitting bars. Angel instantly jumped up, reaching for her blades that had once again been removed from her persona. "Well fuckin' hell." Elena stopped in front of the cell, laughing and putting a gloved hand on the bars. Angel could feel the energy from Elena, not good, but pure and solid evil. "You're one fucked up bitch." Was all Angel could say, staring at the woman with the short white-blonde hair. Elena laughed and leaned against the bars, tracing a crack in the paint of one of the steel bars. "You really need to learn to watch your tounge girl." "Fuck you." Angel stood up to her full height, realizing that even though Elena had more power in her small figure, she was still taller than and probably just as strong as Elena. Walking out of the shadows, Angel calculated in her head how long it would take for Elena to bring the masamune up to bear. 'If you do thise right, you have about 10 seconds to get her slammed between the wall and the cell door.' She thought to herself, approaching the door.
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Ending Note: I'm still kinda off of making this story, I'm kinda starting to give up on it, because once again it's fallen from the ranks and gotten sucky. Hopefully now that disk 2 is in action I'll be able to hold people's attention, it's all kinda confusing, I know, but this is the next disk, and I promise, it'll be a hella lot better 8 chapters than the last 8!