Chapter 12
By Crystal Snowflakes
Author's Notes: Read lower notes! Enjoy :)
Disclaimers: Crystal Snowflakes does not own Final Fantasy 7 in any way.
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Harold grinned maliciously as he cocked his gun towards her head. "Checkmate."
Yuffie removed her hands from her head, a look of indifference on her face. Quietly, she reached behind her back.
He was too smug, but annoyed at the fact that this young ninja in front of him hadn't feared him at all. "Aren't you scared of a gun pointed at your head?"
"No. Should I be?" A small smirk formed on her face.
Harold narrowed his eyes and felt a sense of dismay when he recognized where he saw that familiar smirk from. Reno Chalmers.
All the while with a smirk on her face, she closed her eyes and concentrated. "Ice 3." She whispered.
Harold dropped his gun as a glacial sensation burned his skin. "Fuck!" When he recovered, he glared at the ninja, who had, while he was preoccupied, grabbed her own conformer and had exited the car through the passenger seat. He grimaced in pain as he bent down slightly to grab the gun. "Bitch... Playing with materia now, are we?"
The ninja grinned smugly now. "You should know that Yuffie Kisaragi always has material nearby." She glanced towards his car, "Where your friend Gabriella?" She asked casually.
"She's not here. I'm the one who's going to take you today."
Good. One less to fight. Outwardly, she raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Think you're good enough for me?"
A glint of amusement shone in his eyes. "Bring it on."
Grinning herself, she jumped on top on the car roof and flipped forward, throwing one of her shuriken and scratching him slightly on the arm.
He raised his gun and took aim, shooting a couple shots off. Finally giving up with his gun, he tucked it away and unsheathed his thin Wutain sword. "Come on Kisaragi. Let's see how good you are." He smirked.
She raised her conformer, then ran towards him in full sprint. The sound of metal clashing against metal echoed throughout the streets of Midgar over and over again.
As she dodged, he swung and when he ducked, she swiped. Needless to say, the battle was even. Yuffie winced softly as she felt her foot step on an uneven part of the street and hoping that Harold didn't notice her mistake, she reached towards the back again. "Bolt 2."
Harold flattered slightly after the attack, then smirked. "Fire 3!"
Yuffie heard herself cry out softly in pain, then felt herself being hauled up.
"Now what Princess? You're hurt and I beat you. Now what the fuck are you going to do?" He kicked her ankle harshly.
She gasped in pain.
"Bitch." He snarled. "Now you're gonna come with me and we're going to make you regret were ever so smug."
"I'm afraid you won't have that option, Harold."
His own eyes widening up slightly, he looked up at the Turk. "Reno." He growled.
"Leave her alone."
"You're a fucking useless Turk, you know that Reno?" Harold held Yuffie by the neck as he took a knife out from his pocket.
She winced when she felt the knife cutting through the first layer of her skin. Gawd. I'm like a frigging damsel in distress. I hate feeling so useless.
Reno, on the other hand, was wondering what the hell to do. Finally, he pressed a button on his cell, hoping that it was going to be Elena's phone that he had just called. When he was going to think of what to do again, he saw her counting...
Yuffie waved one finger at him, then two... Then three.
Reno gawked at Yuffie while she glared at him... Simultaneously, they did their own individual work. Yuffie kicked her leg over her shoulder as it smashed into Harold's face. Reno, taking the opportunity, took Harold by the collar and elbowed his left eye hard.
A scream of pain.
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Elena panted as she glanced around, not knowing where her redhead comrade had gone. He had just run off after that phone call from Yuffie. She sneaked at look at the woman beside her. Tifa Lockhart. She too, was panting softly. Shaking her head, she asked, "Any idea where they went?"
Tifa shook her head, "None. I just hope they're all right."
Suddenly, Elena's cell phone came to life as it started ringing. Seeing Reno's name on the screen, she put the phone on speakers. At first, it was silence... Then a loud scream of pain echoed... Then silence again. She looked at her own cell phone worriedly.
"Let's go find them."
The blonde was about to nod in agreement when voices started yelling.
Stupid fucking Turkey. Why didn't you move when I got to three! A woman screeched.
I thought you were going to move first. I can't very well try to hurt him when you're held as a hostage, smartass. The man shot back.
Why the hell didn't you tell me that then?
How? Should I say 'Hey Harold, plug your fucking ears for a second, will ya? Hey Yuffie, you move first, then I'll move because he's holding you as hostage. The man replied again, sarcasm dripping from his words.
Tifa sighed, relieved for the moment, then amused at the sound of the two arguing like an old married couple.
Elena, who was beside her, chuckled away.
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"You fucking son of a bitch!" Harold yelled in anguish, "You'll pay for this you fucking Turk!"
Yuffie finally looked down at the man, and the second she did, she diverted her eyes away. His left eye had become a glob of red mess... Blood was seeping quickly and his other eye was glaring straight at Reno... She looked at the redhead, then looked away again, after seeing the smoldering fire in his eyes.
"Harold Berry." Reno looked at him, a look of practiced indifference on his face, except hints of anger were shown. "Let me tell you something you worthless fucking scum. You're lucky I haven't killed you yet. Let this be a warning to your little group. We'll find you, and we'll get rid of all of you. Oh, and let this be a warning for yourself. Next time you touch her... I'll fucking empty my clip into your fucking worthless head."
"Reno..."
He turned around, his aquamarine eyes less intense than it was a second ago. "Let's go Yuff. They're probably worried about us."
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"Harold left." Gabriella said, her teeth gritted together and fury on her face. "I can't believe that asshole left us... We were together for so long..."
Steve turned around in his chair and faced her. "He was always the weakest one of us three... I'm not surprised he left. Today, it was just a test." A sardonic smirk formed on his face. "He's lucky to be alive today... I'm surprised Reno let him off so easily, especially after he treated the girl the way he did."
"He cares for him..."
Steve nodded, "I'm well aware. The people we're against... They're dangerous."
She nodded, "I know. I wasn't a match for Reno." She frowned slightly in disgust of herself.
"Remember love..." He looked at her with a frightening smile, "He is a Turk. It is no easy task to be one... Thousands upon thousands are tested... Reno is very strong, quick, intelligent..."
"He's had Turk training too."
He nodded, "That is why... For him to beat us is not hard. But if we take them like we did with the four we have... We can take over... Slowly. Without the leaders of the world and AVALANCHE to save them, there is nothing they can do."
Gabriella nodded slowly.
"I want you to do something."
"What is it?"
"Tell Reno where we are. Tell him everything necessary to get him to come."
Her eyes widened considerably, "What!"
"It's dangerous, yes... But knowing when they will be coming is good. There is no element of surprise. With the security in this headquarter, they will be weary by the time they get to us, and when that happens, we eliminate them."
"But..."
He ignored her, "I want to get rid of all of them. AVALANCHE... They will get in the way of every single one of our plans... The Turks think they're better than us... And plus, we still have our little score from years ago that we have to settle..."
Finally, Gabriella nodded. "How do you want me to do this?"
Another sardonic smirk crossed his face. "I want you to pretend that you are in disagreement with me... When that happens, tell them of our plans and tell them where we kept the prisoners. I will then move the guards around, make sure that there are more guards where the prisoners are... And when they come find us, we will take care of them. All our enemies will die and our score will be settled."
"When should I do this?"
"Tomorrow." He replied without hesitation. "The less time they think about it, the more careless they will be."
Gabriella grinned. Reno Chalmers...
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Yuffie winced again as she felt his fingers touch her ankle.
He snorted, "How does it still hurt?"
Frowning, she shot him a glare, "Just because you put a stupid cure spell on it doesn't mean it won't frigging hurt!"
"You're such a whiny brat."
"And you're such an insensitive prick!" She shot back.
Elena, who stood beside the two, chuckled softly, "She's got you there."
Reno scowled, "Didn't I tell you already 'Lena? Shut up. Nobody asked for your bloody opinion."
"You guys seriously argue like an old married couple." She sniggered, "Especially when you two started arguing after you kicked Harold's ass."
"It's not my fault! Reno was being a dumbass."
He scoffed, "Me? Dumbass?"
"Yes you." She replied harshly.
The blonde rolled her eyes and left the room as they began arguing once again.
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The phone rang.
Reno growled sleepily as Yuffie attempted to cover her ears with her pillow. "Answer the damned phone Turkey." Came the muffled voice.
Ticked off, he snapped at whoever was on the other line. "What the hell do you want?"
...Mister Reno Chalmers...? The voice asked meekly, as if she would get her head bitten off, which was not very far from the truth...
"What do you want?"
This is the secretary of President Reeve... I... I just got a strange request. She says her name is Gabriella Ross and she wants to see you, Mister Chalmers.
"When was this at?"
She called just a few minutes ago. She said your friends might also want to here this...
Frowning, Reno sighed, "I'll be there in thirty."
She's gone right now, but she said she'll be back at noon.
He hung up, then proceeded to look at the time on his cell. 10:48. He shook the person beside him awake, careful not to damage her leg any more than it is.
She moaned in protest.
Thus began another day with Yuffie Kisaragi, the Lady of Wutai, bitching about getting up.
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"Everyone's here, I see." Gabriella smirked as she slammed the doors shut behind her. She looked at everyone who was sitting at the conference table.
Reno only raised his eyes briefly to meet hers, ignoring her obvious contempt for them. "What do you want, Gabriella?"
Her blue eyes flashed in a dangerously flirty way. "Gabriella now, Reno? Why the cold shoulder? Don't you remember the nights we used to scream and yearn for each other? What happened to those nights where you needed me? Hmm?"
He shrugged nonchalantly, "I never needed you, Gabriella. You were nothing but a slut."
She laughed humorlessly, "So cold..." She flipped her hair back, another sexy smile plastered on her face. She walked towards him, hips swaying and when she reached him, she leaned forward so that her lingerie could be seen easily. "What happened to the Reno I used to know?"
"Dead." He replied. He glanced towards Yuffie for just a short second.
Her eyes were dark, her face abnormally void of emotions. Her mouth twitched in an angry manner and her tightly clenched fists lay in her lap.
Gabriella laughed again, "I've had my fun. I'm not here just to piss your little girlfriend off." She glanced pointedly at Yuffie. "Although I have to admit it's fun seeing her so worked up." She smirked again, "I just had to tell you that Harold has left us, so instead of three, you have two to fight. But that will soon change, seeing that I have decided to leave Steve as well."
Her acting skills were incredible. They were so incredible that neither Vincent nor Reno had caught a single flaw.
"Before you ask why, Steve and I... Let's say that we had a little...quarrel. I'll tell you where they are, give you a faultless blueprint of the whole headquarters, tell you where the prisoners are and where Steve is."
Cloud looked up, "Why help us?" His eyes narrowed in suspicion.
"Why not? To be truthful... Steve has always been above me. He's always been the controlling one..." Her eyes flickered angrily and her mouth twisted into a grimace. "He doesn't trust me with anything... And I have to show him who's boss. I hate people that think they're better than me."
"How do we know we can trust you?" Tifa asked, her eyes studying the blond, distrust clear on her face.
Gabriella shook her head, "You can't. You can accuse me of lying and it really won't make a difference. You're just going to have to trust me since I'm not very fond of him right now..."
"What's in it for you?" A gruff voice questioned.
"You kill him, and I am rid of him for the rest of my life. Seems like a good solution. You get your friends back and the world won't change a bit."
Reno finally spoke up, "Tell us."
"Not unless you can promise me that you'll kill him."
The redhead glanced at the rest of AVALANCHE for a second.
Gabriella thought that he was going agree to the promise so easily. She was quite disappointed, actually. She thought Reno of the Turks would put up more of a fight.
Then the leader of the Turks looked back at the blond, "How about this Gabriella..." He said rather lazily, making her shiver with nostalgic anticipation. "I'll consider your offer, but you tell me the information now or I'll sic all the AVALANCHE members on you." His eyes glowed dangerously.
She was slightly surprised at how quickly he could change. One second, he was as calm as ever and the next, he acted like the dangerous Turk he was. She narrowed her eyes, "Threatening me now, are you? That's all right... I don't need trash like you anyways." She sneered, "Headquarters is at the northest of Kalm. If you use that plane of yours, you can see it fine."
A cold malicious smirk appeared, "If I ever find out you are lying..."
She turned around, her back facing them, "You won't ever find me."
As she walked out the room, a triumphant smirk was plastered on her face. "Mission accomplished." She almost laughed in delight.
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Author's Notes: Another shorter chapter than usual. It's cause I've been having writer's block, but meh. The story is expected to end in a few chapters... After that, I'm going to add one-shots to the back of this, showing Yuffie's life after the whole thing. A sequel will follow this afterwards. More information will be posted soon. Thank you for all the support and I hope you guys all have a Happy Valentine's Day! I might have a Valentine Day one-shot. I haven't decided yet, although it's just a little late... I guess I could always make a Belated Valentine Day's one-shot, right?
-Crystal Snowflakes
Sunday, February 13, 2005
