Some Surprises Are In Order
~Chapter 5~
Author's Notes: Hello yet again, it's me General Sephiroth. I hope that you are enjoying my story so far, it has been really fun to write it. If you have any questions please feel free to ask them, I am willing to help. Please review.
Meg, Lex, and Kail were talking behind Mike, who was now walking next to Angel as they all exited the elevator on the ground floor. The group walked over to a side staircase and went down to what seemed to be the underground levels; the bunks and training area for the SOILDERs. As they walked through, some people said hello, others gave a head nod while some just glared. There was still some playful rivalry between the two departments and they all ate it up.
Eventually, the Turks went down another staircase and came to open area where the three classes were training. Angel continued to lead the way with the ever-so calm Mike one step behind him. As Angel came into the open, SOLDIER stopped and looked up with a congenial, "hey Angel!" He smiled and waved. All of SOLDIER loved Angel; there was just something about him. Megan couldn't figure it out.
The now commanding general walked over with a smile and asked, "here to claim your baby?"
"But of course," he said smiling putting a new toothpick in his mouth as Mike rolled his eyes yet again.
"One minute, Angel," the general said as he turned and started to head back into a small office a few yards ahead of them. Angel stepped to the side and began talking to some first class SOLDIERs as Mike turned around and began to walk towards the little group of children.
Megan, watching the whole situation in wonder, finally leaned over to Kail and asked, "what's his 'baby?'"
Kail smiled. "His weapon. My babies are my lovely little daggers." Kail leaded down and whispered into her ear "but then you already knew that...Shug."
"Mine's my gun," Lex interjected with a shrug not missing Kail and Meg's little chat.
"What about the head of Turks," Megan asked nodding her head towards the approaching Mike. Lex smiled and even let out a small giggle. "What," Megan furthered puzzled.
"What what," Mike asked looking around at the three.
"What's your baby, Mikey," Lex asked chummy punching him.
"Oh you know," he said with a grin.
"'Whip it…whip it good,'" Kail sang with a huge smirk as Lex busted up.
"Huh," Megan asked.
"How many times must I tell you two," Mike yelled as the two friends continued laughing.
"Here." Mike unbuttoned his coat and pulled it to the side with his right hand. It revealed a coiled, black braided leather whip hanging loosely on his hip.
"You still fight with a whip?" Megan said raising her brows. "And your still alive" she mumbled to herself.
"What," Mike asked narrowing his own eyes.
"So, what's his baby," Megan asked sarcastically as Angel now began to walk over to the three.
"Huh," Angel asked wide eyed.
"What, is your, ba-by," Megan repeated pronouncing each syllable. He rolled his eyes.
"Guess," he retorted.
"Hmm…" she looked him up and down and began to giggle. "I see you with a bow or rod."
The other Turks laughed again, as he shot her a look. Just in time, too, because the general had called, "Angel! Here it is!"
"If you'll excuse me," Angel said giving a little bow and Megan stuck out her tongue like a little kid. Lex slapped her and Mike and Kail giggled.
"Ow!"
"Don't stick out your tongue!"
"Children, please," Mike said. "Will you hurry up, Angel."
"No," Angel yelled back.
Angel walked over as the SOLDIERs all sat in their classes together; they sat in roll waiting and watching their general who now approached Angel holding a long slender piece of leather; it was wrapped around a long, thin object. Megan watched in comprehensive curiosity.
"Ahh…how I missed you, my love," Angel said with a satisfied grin holding his arms open.
The general laughed, "only you, Angel. Only you." Angel stopped and the general walked to him and unwrapped the leather and pulled out the most immaculate sword sheath Megan or anyone, had ever seen.
"Thank you," Angel said taking his sheath.
"That…is just…" Megan stuttered.
"…beautiful," Angel finished looking over his shoulder at her.
Megan nodded gawking at the sheath alone. She began to walk over, but Angel had already turned and was coming her way.
"Thank you once again for cleaning her," Angel said. He didn't need to pull the blade out; he knew.
"No problem, sir," the general responded and then turned back to his troops and began his lecture.
"Do you feel whole again," Lex asked.
"Completely," Angel said hugging it.
"Whatever," Megan said.
Angel stopped. "Didn't you want to ah…test your skills, Megan?"
"What?"
"You mentioned earlier today that you wanted to take on SOLDIER. Well, here they are."
"Are you serious?"
He cocked his head and cracked a smirk. "General. Forgive my interruption yet again," he said walking towards the man.
"Oh no, Angel. Please," the general said.
"You all seem to need some practice…why not against Meg here," Angel told the SOLDIERs nodding his head towards the girl. They all laughed and one of the first classes opened his mouth,
"Her! What could she do?"
Megan narrowed her eyes, "well, why don't you find out?"
By this time the other three Turks had walked back to the staircase against the wall and sat watching; Lex was filling Mike and Kail in.
"Alright then," the SOLDIER said standing up and Angel smiled.
"Fine…but…one problem," Megan said looking around.
The challenger laughed to his friends, "Oooo…chickening out already!"
"No," she snapped. "I need a weapon. And! NO stupid buster swords."
"Here," Angel finally spoke.
"Really," Megan asked eyeing his sword.
"Hell no! What's wrong with you," Angel said pulling his head back. Everyone laughed.
"Well."
"One sec." Angel turned around and headed into a little side door to the general's office. He came out holding an exact replica of Sephiroth's Mursame; it was just shorter. SOLDIER gasped.
"You're going to let her use that," one asked.
Angel stopped and looked straight faced at them. "Why not?"
"It was Sephiroth's."
"Keyword: was." He continued to walk towards the girl and placed the blade in her hands, then turned and sat next to the Turks. The blade was long, smooth and perfect. She gripped the blade and balanced the weight. It truly was perfect.
"You're gonna lose," a third classman yelled. "Yeah! He's the best we have!" another yelled.
"Just because you look like Sephiroth and have one of his old swords doesn't mean you can fight like him," her challenger said.
Megan only smiled. "We shall find out, won't we?"
"Don't get cocky, girl."
"Don't be so conceited. I'm betting on her," Angel said rolling the toothpick on his teeth with a grin.
"Sure Angel," the SOLDIER responded.
"Go for it you two."
"Gladly," Megan said taking up position; it vaguely resembled Sephiroth's.
