A/n: Hey guys, here again for the second chapter. You know what really,
really, *REALLY* gets on my nerves? When I have typed a long, painfully
detailed chapter, saved it to a disk, and when I come back to upload it, it
won't open! Yeah, that happened to this chapter, which really kinda got me
peeved. I was so happy with it too! I seriously was about to cry. So I'm
going to try again and make it better, it was obviously a sign that there
was something I should change. I don't know what yet, but when I get
there, I will.
Disclaimer: FF7 is *not* mine, Greek Mythology is *not* mine. The idea for this fic *is* mine. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Her cherry eyes followed the handsome Vice President, wondering how something so good looking could be born from anything looking like President ShinRa. When he had looked back at her the second time, her eyes got trapped in those icy blue pools that had entranced her the first time. "Jerk" She whispered after he disappeared through the door.
"I'm sorry?" The fat old president asked her to repeat.
"Oh nothing, I was just griping about work. Speaking of which, I need to get back, I'm bound to have customers waiting for me to open." She crossed her fingers, praying he'd understand.
"Ah, but Miss Tifa, I know exactly how you feel. I know how it is to be stressed. I *do* run the city, after all. Which is why I'd like to invite you to stay the night. I've really enjoyed your company tonight, and I'd like to continue our conversation in my chamber." He grinned slyly, and that combined with his squinting eyes made him look positively evil and disgusting.
"No thank you. I really should be getting home now; I need to call my sisters, 'cause they'll be worried about me. It's been. interesting." She searched for a word, because it truly hadn't been fun.
"Tifa, I insist you stay. It wouldn't be. healthy. for you to leave right now." President ShinRa was beginning to look pissed. Obviously he wasn't turned down very often.
"Look sir, I honestly don't like the way this conversation is going, and I do *not* want to go to your room to finish a discussion that *you* were having. So, if you'll excuse me, I have to be getting home." She looked at him defiantly.
The president shook his head. "Tifa, I was hoping it wouldn't come to this." He pressed a button under the table. "You see, I am used to getting my way, and when someone does not comply with my wishes, I have force them to do my will. It's actually quite more interesting when they *are* forced."
Good lord, the man was planning to rape her.
Two guards stormed into the room, and immediately grabbed Tifa roughly.
"Take her to my quarters. Unless you would like to rethink your position on the matter?"
She merely grinned at him, the grip that these guards had was feeble, as if they feared she'd break. "I bet you think I'm some damsel in distress, huh? I must be just another weak woman you can force yourself on and throw away the next day. Well, you can just go screw yourself tonight, 'cause I am *not* staying here one more minute." After that, she yanked her arm from the fragile grip and used it to slug one guard in the face; when he let go to grasp at his broken nose, she kicked the other guard with her heeled shoe, causing him to double over in pain.
President ShinRa looked at her with half fear, half anger. "You."
Tifa stared back and shook her head. "Maybe next time you'll listen when someone tells you 'no'." She sprinted from the room, kicking her heels off in different directions as she did so. Not once did she look back.
The defeated president looked at his defeated guards. "You two are fired! That woman should not have been able to overpower two of ShinRa's guards." He pressed a button on his watch. "Rufus, come to the dining hall quickly son, it's an emergency. I have a mission for you."
Rufus, who had just reached his office, rolled his eyes when he received his father's message. He walked from the room, almost getting run over by a swift-footed young woman quickly making her way to the elevator. As she ran by, his eyes caught hers for the second she was parallel to him. It was the same woman he'd left with his father. Amazed she'd gotten that far, he continued carelessly to the dining hall.
The sight he witnessed surprised him and he tried to stifle a chuckle. "What the hell happened here?" He questioned upon seeing two armed guards doubled over in pain.
His father looked pissed. "That woman. She is a menace. I need you to track her down. She has humiliated me and humiliated the ShinRa armed guard! I want her terminated. Do you understand? The Turks will be out on an assignment; besides, Reno has developed a friendly attitude with her, Tseng wants her for himself, Rude will probably develop a crush, and Elena is just to ditzy to trust the errand of killing Lockheart. I cannot trust anyone else with this duty."
Shaking his head, Rufus accepted. "Sure, I'll handle your light work. She's just a woman. Your guards were just being too gentle. But I'll accept anyway. Anything to get me out of this damn office." Without staying to hear his father's complaint of his sarcasm, he turned quickly on his heel and out the door.
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Finally in Sector 7, Tifa gave a sigh of relief when she saw her home, appearing in the distance. Her feet were beginning to ache from running on the hard rocky ground with her bare feet. She walked now, not sure if anyone was following her. They'd be smart not to. She was still on the adrenaline rush from her run, and she wouldn't turn down a fight.
Once inside, she fixed herself a drink, called her sisters to inform them of her adventure, and started her shower. Aerith, ever worried about her unmarried sister, was nearly in tears when she heard the story. Yuffie, on the other hand, asked her how many guys she took out. Both of them asked if she needed a place to stay for the night, just to be safe, but Tifa politely turned them down. "I wouldn't wanna put you guys in danger, too." She joked.
"Tifa, you really need to find yourself a husband. Someone to keep you safe." Aerith was still very worried.
"Aerith, I can't just go up to some random good, moral looking, hot rich guy and say 'Hey, why don't you an' I get married?' It takes time. And I just haven't found Mr. Right. Look, I gotta go; I'm wasting my hot water. I'll call you tomorrow."
Once in the shower, she let the water engulf her. All the stress she had was washed away in half and hour. Once she was done, she finished her drink, washed the glass, dressed in her nightclothes and lay down in her bed. It felt as though someone was watching her as she got comfortable; but she soon was too drowsy to care.
She soon started to dream; she was in a rich looking room that had fancy knick-knacks on shelves; it reminded her of the ShinRa HQ she had just left. A figure of a man had just laid her on a bed that was in the room. Frightened, she whispered, "Where am I?"
The figure, which was hazy so she couldn't recognize the man, spoke in a voice Tifa could not quite identify, but had heard before. "You'll be safe here. Don't worry I won't harm you. Shh. Go back to sleep."
"Sleep? I am asleep!" She protested and demanded an answer. But the figure did not answer; he started to disappear. "Wait!"
Tifa awoke with a start, arm in the air, saying "Wait!" She shook her head at the crazy dream and groggily got up from the bed. "I need some water." Blindly, she made her way to the door. She nearly knew this house by memory now. But when she started through where she thought the door was, she ended up walking into a table. In pain, she rubbed her shin where she was already beginning to bruise.
Wait. There *was* no table in the room.
"WHERE THE HELL AM I?!" She screamed. She opened her eyes fully to take in her surroundings.
She was in a room identical to the one in her dream. As she was looking around, desperately trying to find a clue to where she was, she heard a knock on the door. Fearful, she steadied herself and whispered, "Come in."
A cheerful looking middle-aged man opened the door slowly. "I see you are awake ma'am."
"Uh, where am I?" She asked, fear dripping in her voice.
"You are in Costa del Sol, ma'am. The master has told us to give you anything you might need ma'am. I realize you must be frightened. The master told us what danger you were in and carried you into this room to let you rest. Someone had put a sedative into a drink that you had last night. I'm surprised that you are up as early as you are. There are clothes in the closet; if you don't care for them, or they don't fit, please tell me and I will have someone take you to the nearest clothing department. As I said, the master told us to give you anything you wish. Do you want some breakfast ma'am?"
Tifa, totally confused, nodded slowly. "Can I get some toast and eggs? And some *very* strong coffee."
"Very well ma'am. I will be up with it soon, and then I will answer any questions you might have to the best of my knowledge."
Tifa nodded, still confused. She had *plenty* of questions.
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A/n: Whew, done. I finally got this finished. Please give me any critiquing. I'm a big girl and can handle constructive criticism. In fact, I love it! Thanks guys, please review!
~Kage
Disclaimer: FF7 is *not* mine, Greek Mythology is *not* mine. The idea for this fic *is* mine. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Her cherry eyes followed the handsome Vice President, wondering how something so good looking could be born from anything looking like President ShinRa. When he had looked back at her the second time, her eyes got trapped in those icy blue pools that had entranced her the first time. "Jerk" She whispered after he disappeared through the door.
"I'm sorry?" The fat old president asked her to repeat.
"Oh nothing, I was just griping about work. Speaking of which, I need to get back, I'm bound to have customers waiting for me to open." She crossed her fingers, praying he'd understand.
"Ah, but Miss Tifa, I know exactly how you feel. I know how it is to be stressed. I *do* run the city, after all. Which is why I'd like to invite you to stay the night. I've really enjoyed your company tonight, and I'd like to continue our conversation in my chamber." He grinned slyly, and that combined with his squinting eyes made him look positively evil and disgusting.
"No thank you. I really should be getting home now; I need to call my sisters, 'cause they'll be worried about me. It's been. interesting." She searched for a word, because it truly hadn't been fun.
"Tifa, I insist you stay. It wouldn't be. healthy. for you to leave right now." President ShinRa was beginning to look pissed. Obviously he wasn't turned down very often.
"Look sir, I honestly don't like the way this conversation is going, and I do *not* want to go to your room to finish a discussion that *you* were having. So, if you'll excuse me, I have to be getting home." She looked at him defiantly.
The president shook his head. "Tifa, I was hoping it wouldn't come to this." He pressed a button under the table. "You see, I am used to getting my way, and when someone does not comply with my wishes, I have force them to do my will. It's actually quite more interesting when they *are* forced."
Good lord, the man was planning to rape her.
Two guards stormed into the room, and immediately grabbed Tifa roughly.
"Take her to my quarters. Unless you would like to rethink your position on the matter?"
She merely grinned at him, the grip that these guards had was feeble, as if they feared she'd break. "I bet you think I'm some damsel in distress, huh? I must be just another weak woman you can force yourself on and throw away the next day. Well, you can just go screw yourself tonight, 'cause I am *not* staying here one more minute." After that, she yanked her arm from the fragile grip and used it to slug one guard in the face; when he let go to grasp at his broken nose, she kicked the other guard with her heeled shoe, causing him to double over in pain.
President ShinRa looked at her with half fear, half anger. "You."
Tifa stared back and shook her head. "Maybe next time you'll listen when someone tells you 'no'." She sprinted from the room, kicking her heels off in different directions as she did so. Not once did she look back.
The defeated president looked at his defeated guards. "You two are fired! That woman should not have been able to overpower two of ShinRa's guards." He pressed a button on his watch. "Rufus, come to the dining hall quickly son, it's an emergency. I have a mission for you."
Rufus, who had just reached his office, rolled his eyes when he received his father's message. He walked from the room, almost getting run over by a swift-footed young woman quickly making her way to the elevator. As she ran by, his eyes caught hers for the second she was parallel to him. It was the same woman he'd left with his father. Amazed she'd gotten that far, he continued carelessly to the dining hall.
The sight he witnessed surprised him and he tried to stifle a chuckle. "What the hell happened here?" He questioned upon seeing two armed guards doubled over in pain.
His father looked pissed. "That woman. She is a menace. I need you to track her down. She has humiliated me and humiliated the ShinRa armed guard! I want her terminated. Do you understand? The Turks will be out on an assignment; besides, Reno has developed a friendly attitude with her, Tseng wants her for himself, Rude will probably develop a crush, and Elena is just to ditzy to trust the errand of killing Lockheart. I cannot trust anyone else with this duty."
Shaking his head, Rufus accepted. "Sure, I'll handle your light work. She's just a woman. Your guards were just being too gentle. But I'll accept anyway. Anything to get me out of this damn office." Without staying to hear his father's complaint of his sarcasm, he turned quickly on his heel and out the door.
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Finally in Sector 7, Tifa gave a sigh of relief when she saw her home, appearing in the distance. Her feet were beginning to ache from running on the hard rocky ground with her bare feet. She walked now, not sure if anyone was following her. They'd be smart not to. She was still on the adrenaline rush from her run, and she wouldn't turn down a fight.
Once inside, she fixed herself a drink, called her sisters to inform them of her adventure, and started her shower. Aerith, ever worried about her unmarried sister, was nearly in tears when she heard the story. Yuffie, on the other hand, asked her how many guys she took out. Both of them asked if she needed a place to stay for the night, just to be safe, but Tifa politely turned them down. "I wouldn't wanna put you guys in danger, too." She joked.
"Tifa, you really need to find yourself a husband. Someone to keep you safe." Aerith was still very worried.
"Aerith, I can't just go up to some random good, moral looking, hot rich guy and say 'Hey, why don't you an' I get married?' It takes time. And I just haven't found Mr. Right. Look, I gotta go; I'm wasting my hot water. I'll call you tomorrow."
Once in the shower, she let the water engulf her. All the stress she had was washed away in half and hour. Once she was done, she finished her drink, washed the glass, dressed in her nightclothes and lay down in her bed. It felt as though someone was watching her as she got comfortable; but she soon was too drowsy to care.
She soon started to dream; she was in a rich looking room that had fancy knick-knacks on shelves; it reminded her of the ShinRa HQ she had just left. A figure of a man had just laid her on a bed that was in the room. Frightened, she whispered, "Where am I?"
The figure, which was hazy so she couldn't recognize the man, spoke in a voice Tifa could not quite identify, but had heard before. "You'll be safe here. Don't worry I won't harm you. Shh. Go back to sleep."
"Sleep? I am asleep!" She protested and demanded an answer. But the figure did not answer; he started to disappear. "Wait!"
Tifa awoke with a start, arm in the air, saying "Wait!" She shook her head at the crazy dream and groggily got up from the bed. "I need some water." Blindly, she made her way to the door. She nearly knew this house by memory now. But when she started through where she thought the door was, she ended up walking into a table. In pain, she rubbed her shin where she was already beginning to bruise.
Wait. There *was* no table in the room.
"WHERE THE HELL AM I?!" She screamed. She opened her eyes fully to take in her surroundings.
She was in a room identical to the one in her dream. As she was looking around, desperately trying to find a clue to where she was, she heard a knock on the door. Fearful, she steadied herself and whispered, "Come in."
A cheerful looking middle-aged man opened the door slowly. "I see you are awake ma'am."
"Uh, where am I?" She asked, fear dripping in her voice.
"You are in Costa del Sol, ma'am. The master has told us to give you anything you might need ma'am. I realize you must be frightened. The master told us what danger you were in and carried you into this room to let you rest. Someone had put a sedative into a drink that you had last night. I'm surprised that you are up as early as you are. There are clothes in the closet; if you don't care for them, or they don't fit, please tell me and I will have someone take you to the nearest clothing department. As I said, the master told us to give you anything you wish. Do you want some breakfast ma'am?"
Tifa, totally confused, nodded slowly. "Can I get some toast and eggs? And some *very* strong coffee."
"Very well ma'am. I will be up with it soon, and then I will answer any questions you might have to the best of my knowledge."
Tifa nodded, still confused. She had *plenty* of questions.
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A/n: Whew, done. I finally got this finished. Please give me any critiquing. I'm a big girl and can handle constructive criticism. In fact, I love it! Thanks guys, please review!
~Kage