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Chapter One
Down in the slums of Sector 5 of Midgar, a girl wearing a thigh length tight leather skirt with a white tank top and dirtied black shoes walked into a bar hidden in the corner of the street. She had sandy brown hair that was tied back and came down just past her shoulders.
She casually looked around and spotted a man wearing a black trench coast with dark brown hair. She walked up to the man and sat to his right.
"So you get what I wanted?" the man asked.
"Yup, I brought myself didn't I?" she replied jokingly as she handed the man a neatly wrapped package.
"You need to drop that attitude if you're going to be working in this business."
"You're no fun."
"This isn't supposed to be fun. I should have known better than to hire some kid to do this job."
Her bright aqua eyes narrowed dangerously. "Who are you calling a kid?"
"You. That's how you should act whenever talking to someone in this business or else you won't make it."
"Hey I get the job done well enough, don't I? This is pretty good for a 15 year old you know."
"Yeah, kiddo, you know I'm just teasing you."
"Whatever, you got the money?" she replied, this guy was ticking her off.
He pulled out a thick brown envelope and pulled out a couple of bills. She took the money and hastily stuffed it into her skirt pocket.
"Do your parents know that you do this?"
"No, they died. Thanks."
"Oh, sorry kid."
"So do you have another job for me?"
"No, but a friend of mine does. He'll meet you here tomorrow."
"Alright. I'll see you later then." With that she left the man and exited out to Sector 5.
Her name was Lena. Her parents had died two years ago and at the same time her brother had moved to the upper plates, taking a job offered by ShinRa. That left her by herself, looking everywhere for any kind of job to earn money for food. To be fair, she still hadn't told her brother that their parents died. He hasn't come down to the Slums in a long time.
She was a scavenger. She's taken jobs in killing people, stealing, and other acts to get a little money to live off of. It was easy for her, not having to worry about others, and only herself. She did make good money. She was well known among the famous around the slums, all her work involved people from the upper plates so everyone below loved her. She was one of the best in the business, never gotten caught once by the Turks or SOLDIERS.
She walked into a weaponry shop across from the bar.
"Hey Sid. I need two more daggers, a small gun and another sword."
"Loose all your stuff again?"
"No, I didn't loose it. I used it," she replied. She would always come here after a job just to pick up the essentials again."
He handed her the items and she pulled out a roll of cash and handed it to him.
"Hey Lena, good luck on your next job. I heard it's a tough one."
"How did you hear?"
"Rumors spread and this one's pretty well known. I can't believe you haven't heard about it yet."
"Well I've been gone for a week. So are you going to tell me?"
"Nope, lips are sealed. Just wait till you meet the guy. Really strange man if you ask me."
"Well no one asked and since you're not going to tell me I'll see you after the next one."
"Good luck!" he yelled after her.
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