Chronicles of Turks
Author Notes: This is another Beth story (if anyone gets tired of these, let me know...) But she is in Elena's place in the story. Four Turks, lots of dangerous and deadly missions that they need to do. I am on a Turk spree!!! P.S. On voting for the new KukaruiValentine Character, yes, you CAN vote for both of them... so that is TWO votes for BOTH!!!!!!!
The three other Turks hid in the shadows, Tseng Wulong, Rudolph Anderson and Reno Nevada watched as the only female Turk walked into the bar, by herself. This mission was dangerous, as were the others, but she could get killed in this one.
Beth walked into the bar, wearing not her normal Turk suit, but a skimpy red dress that clung to and kissed her every curve. Her long silver hair was pulled back in a sexy little bun.
She held a small black purse to her side, that was the signal, when she dropped that purse, the others would come in running, but she had to time it just right, or he could get away or get a shot off.
The man she was looking for was there, and her job was to seduce him without getting shot. Most times, when they all wore the uniforms, she could were her bulletproofs, but with the dress, it was impossible. The only weapon she had was a single materia slot filled with a one charged fire. The silver bangle hung at her wrist and the materia looked like a gem.
Beth smiled as she walked into the bar and made eye contact with the man that she was to seduce, a rapist and murderer. He scouted out around the bar and stood up to see if she was potential prey.
"Hey there." She said, her voice calm and cool. Her blue eyes shown and she smiled. She immediately picked up the sight of an automatic weapon hidden in his leather jacket.
"Hey there beautiful..." He said, his brown eyes staring into her. He was always on the lookout for the Turks, he knew they were onto him. But it couldn't be this girl, she was too darn pretty and frail to be a Turk.
"What's you're name handsome?"
"My name is Robert Zee."
Beth fixed her high heel shoe, the sign that told the others that she had the right man. Now came the dangerous part.
"What is a man like you doing here Robert?" Beth said, as the bartender brought her a martini... non-alcoholic, by request of her much earlier in the day. Beth could concentrate better with no alcohol in her system.
"Looking for lovely ladies..." Robert said, reaching his hand out and stroking her face.
She became startled by the course of action he took and knocked over her purse and drink. Tseng, Rude and Reno stormed in, Tseng shouted, "TURKS! FREEZE!!!"
Beth tried to duck away, but the man grabbed her by the arm.
"SHIT!" She yelled, and looked at Tseng.
"Put the weapons down Turk Scums... or this danty gal gets plugged full 'o lead!" Robert held the gun to her throat. He took his eyes off of her for a moment, and Beth saw her only chance to get the gun. She grabbed for his hand, twisted it in a pressure spot and got the gun. She then spun around and joined her Turk comrades.
"What happened?" Rude said as Tseng took the man into custody.
"I panicked after he touched me and knocked over my purse accidentally." Beth said, as Tseng knocked the man out cold.
"Great... you know that you could have gotten killed?" Reno snarled.
"I know... but that's all part of being a Turk, right?" Beth smiled as the man was taken away. She brushed her hair out of her face and smiled, "Just another day on the job..."