There was nothing worse than hearing her son was once again getting himself into trouble. Snorting and mentally cursing him, Fury was making her way to get her son's ass out of whatever was he had gotten himself into, seeing his playful face, once more, behind some bars.

"Hy, mom" He waved, cheerfully, as if nothing had happened.

Oh, how she wanted to just leave him there this time...

One of the things she hated the most was being lectured. She would "accept" that from Death only just because he was her older brother, and not even him sometimes, so being lectured about her son's misbehaviour only made her want to choke him to death. And she was about to do it anytime soon.

As they walked away, she stopped him suddenly, a strong grip on the boy's arm.

"Mom! This hurts!"

"It is meant to! What were you thinking? Getting caught again? Can you give me one, just one day off of your troublemaking? Can my son be the one to actually obey rules and laws above all?"

"Hey, mom... Don't say it like that... I..."

"What were you doing this time? You were able to piss off a lot of people, for nine hells! Care to explain?" He just lowered his head "Just being the rebel kid, as usual..." She inhaled deeply, rubbing her eyes "Listen, I won't be able to get you out anymore if this escalates, son. You know..."

The conversation was interrupted by a loud and sudden explosion that raised dust around them, as well as everything else, and the sound disabled their senses for some seconds. She could sense someone was coming in her direction to attack her, but her whip is always handy, and did well the job of tearing down the unknown enemy that charged against her. Strangely, no other attacks came.

When the dust settled, there was a bunch of people around, passers-by minding their own business when they heard the explosion and came to see what had happened. Fury brushed off the dust from herself, rehearsing in her own mind that she would end up killing her boy if those sudden attacks didn't stop, and after she was mid-sentence telling this to him, she noticed she was alone. For a while she just thought he was mocking her and that definitely didn't enlighten the mood, but she realised then that he wasn't there. And nowhere else to be seen.

She saw that as an odd thing. Even though being rough with him due his actions, he would never leave her and go alone. Those two were worse than bubble gum stuck to your hair and the only moments they would be separated was when he was getting himself in trouble. Fury had this unmeasurable love for her grown up baby boy despite all the trouble and he loved his mother above all, would never just leave and let her go back home alone.

Fury smelled the air. There wasn't just her son's scent and his little pouch with his flask with some drink still in it – bad influence coming from Strife, she knew – was dropped in the floor. He never, ever lets go of his flask and is very jealous of it with anyone else and her senses hinted her that her son was taken.

Analysing more the place – not that there was too much to analyse anyway – she found tracks and scents and it didn't take much long to come to a conclusion. A whole group of kidnappers just popped out of nowhere and took her son. She took a deep breath, and her dissatisfaction towards her son was replaced by anger towards those who dared lay a hand on him.

Luckily for him, Fury by that moment has had her enough share of getting him out of certain... situations, and of course, the numerous missions she had in the past would be of great help, and she knew exactly where to go. Those shady places weren't hard to find, once when you find one, you end up in a chain effect, finding the others just by making some people talk. And for her, well, it was not something hard to do.

When she got herself outside of a rather pretty house, she knew she was somewhere close to her son once she was stopped before entering the building. Two tall and bad looking figures were standing by the door, blocking the way inside.

"Really?" She rolled her eyes, her whip unfolding as she grabbed it.

Her son, where he was chained to, could just hear blasts, screams and, eventually, the door to the room he was in blowing up in flames, and at last he saw Fury walking in, fiery hair fading to the normal purple colour, as she just stood there, arms crossed.

"Care to explain?"

Of course she was about to free her son and was eager to do so, but he was safe now and she would use the fact he was in chains to make him explain everything.

"Perhaps I did really piss off a lot of people this time..." He looked at her, the look on his face telling her he was sorry about the situation. "I... Couldn't imagine they would try to kidnap me to settle things up."

"And, as we are at it, have you learned anything from this?" He just nodded as she walked closer, arms still crossed "Will you stop being so stubborn and rebellious?" There was some tiredness on her voice, not for the fight, but for that being the tenth time she was having this conversation with him "What... what is wrong? Is it me? Am I doing something you don't like? Am I being a bad mom? Am I not giving you much attention so you do this to make me get to you?"

"No! Of course not, mom! You... you're a perfect mom to me..." He looked down, knowing his mother was disappointed.

Fury sighed and decided to finish the conversation at home when noticed he wouldn't speak much more, walking closer to her son to free him from the shackles. He saw himself free of the chains just to be trapped in that too tight hug he loved so much. "Are you hurt?"

"No, thanks to you" and he accepted her hand to stand up, feeling a not so gentle punch in his chest right next "Heey!"

"I promise you if you make me worry like this again, I will beat your ass up." Her angry scowl made him laugh a little.