Author's note: Sorry that the second chapter of this is late. A bit of loss of inspiration, but as I said, this is gonna be another one of these slow ones, but it will be finished. You just have to be patient, guys.

And FFNovelist, thank you for your review and kind support. I will continue with this story, so don't worry, but I'm not that good when it comes to characters that might. Sometimes I do great, and sometimes it's like, completely different, but I try my best.

Anyway, let's continue on!

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Chapter 2: Where the Galbadian Prison once was.

16 Days Later...

March 15th[9:12 AM]-Year-1990.

Turks Headquarters-ShinRa Building-Edge.

(~The Mako City-CRISIS CORE FINAL FANTASY VII~)

Since that night of the sudden appearence of the new mysterious terroriest Organization known as Militas Ultra, things had relatively been quiet, even though the Turks had been busy looking into more information of these strange people who nearly destroyed Water Reactor 8 that would've costed many lives in Sector 8 including the sector itself. The rookies got involved only a little bit, but they still were put on alert at the same time as well. From what the senior Turks had gathered, Militas Ultra were not only very well organized, but much like their own organization within ShinRa Company, they were pretty secretive.

But at least not that secretive in which the Turks were still able to gather information. Though on the other hand, there'd been no reports of the mysterious men in black coats, so the Turks had focused on Militas Ultra instead, while being on high-alert should those strange people appear as well.

In the Turks Lounge, which was served as a very large living area with couches, some in the middle of the room, some in front of large windows that looked over Edge and even the outer parts of the ancient city of Midgar which even from the distance, anyone could still see that old city had been overgrown by years of greenary. The room also had book-shelves, a TV, a coffee machine, a kitchen sink, and a large picture frame with the signature ShinRa Company Logo.

Rosalind was seated at the couch near the window, reading a book in her free time while on alert to be on call for her next mission. She had been praised for her work weeks ago since her first Patrol Mission and even helped with the investigation, but was still only a rookie. None the less, she treated her work as she should like a true Turk, but that didn't mean she didn't have free time to relax a little.

"Yo, Rose!" A familiar young man's voice called up, which Rosalind fought the urge to cringe, when another fellow Rookie, a fifteen year old young man who also had redhair like Reno's, but not as wild as the Third in Command-to-be, and like the other redhead, his blazer was open, but his shirt was tucked in. Also like Reno, this redhead as an EMR wielder, taught by the senior Turk himself, considering how Reno is this guy's mentor.

And unfortunately, just like Reno, he too has a bit of an obnoxious behavior.

"Can I help you, St Andrew ?" Rosalind greeted, looking up from her book at the young man named St. Andrew.

"Nah, not really. I just wanted to say, that mission in Sector 8 almost two weeks ago was amazing." St Andrew said, grinning, before sighing with a little jealously, "Damn, I missed out in doing somethin' heroic. Wish I'd been there."

"Just ignore St Andrew, Rosalind. Being a former leader of a gang, it's no surprise he likes attention." Another familiar voice called up behind the two, as the two other rookies looked to see another rookie, closer to 19, but was still a rookie himself. Shaddy brown-redish hair, and a full own clean suit to perfection. Unlike , he had a bit more of a calm personality and can be rather quiet, but not like Rude. He can be sociable, not like the taller senior Turk who happened to be Reno's partner and best friend.

Another traid is that this young man can wield two guns in battle and was a Materia specialist.

"Put a cork in it, Rafe. Nobody asked you." St Andrew rolled his eyes in annoyance at the other man named Rafe.

"Weeeellll, you know that he's right. I heard that there's a rumor that you want to be the best of all Turks and one day be the new director after some serious training. The way you are, I seriously doubt it, though." A familiar female voice giggled, as the owner of the said voice belonged to a young woman who like Roselind, was 16, and had long shady dirty blonde hair tied up in a high loose ponytail, brown eyes, and like Rosalind and Rafe, professional suit, but with a personality a bit like Reno's. She loved excitements, and was a wielder of a rifle after years of hunting since her childhood.

"Ha, ha. In your dreams, Freya." St Andrew deadpanned to the woman named Freya. She wasn't wrong, though. Ever since the failed attempt to steal a Motorbike and then being arrested by Reno, rather than being put into jail, the Turks instead made the offering for him to join the team due to his skills in combat. Even Reno admitted that he liked the kid's fighting style and that managed to put a scratch on him. Since that day after accepting the offer, vowed to go up in ranks and become the best Turk in history.

Rosalind softly giggled while shaking her head at her fellow rookies before taking up Rafe's advice and turned her attention back to her book. As much as the Turks were a team and she was admittedly fond of her fellow rookies, sometimes this kind of thing is exasperating. Then again, not all Turks are perfectly professionals, and from what she understood, both Veld and Tseng knew it. Well, after hiring Reno and such, how could the two Turk Leaders not notice or get used to it?

Her train of thought was interrupted when her PHS rang and vibrated in her pockets. Setting her book aside, Rosalind pulled it out and answered after it's second ring, which also got the attention of the other rookie Turks. "Rosalind speaking."

"Hey, Rosie! How've you been?" Reno's voice spoke cheerfully, and from what she was hearing in his voice, Rosalind was certain that the man was grinning. Though she wished he would stop calling her by that silly nickname, but she didn't voice it.

"I'm fine." Rosalind answered, quickly going into professional mode. "Is something the matter?"

"Got a mission for ya, rookie." Reno answered, his tone quickly becoming serious with professional ease. "I want ya' to meet me in Tseng's office right away."

"I'll be right there, sir." Rosalind responded, hanging up and put her book side to read later when she got back before standing up, and nodded a short farewell to the other rookie Turks who suspected as much.

"Going off on another mission, huh?" Freya asked, grinning. "Good luck today, Rosalind."

"Thanks, Freya." Rosalind nodded, heading off towards the elevators to the Turks' office hallway. (~End The Mako City~)

It wasn't long before the young woman found herself standing in front of the door which lead to the Turks' Second in Command's office which by the right side of the hallway of the Turks office. Each Turk had their own offices, and the higher the ranking goes, the senior Turks would have their own office while Rookies would share with other Turks below the Second in Command's.

After knocking on the door and getting permission to enter, Rosalind entered and found herself in a white-ish room with a black bookshelf, cabinets, picture frames with the ShinRa logo, and at the end of the room was a desk with three chairs, all in front of the large window with blinds. Tseng himself sat behind the desk in his chair, having waited patiently. Reno was in front of him, on the chair to, in Rosalind's point of view, to her left, while in Tseng's, it was to his right. The redhead was slouched lazily in his chair and when he and their superior noticed, Reno grinned and waved a hello to her.

"Right on time, Rosalind." Tseng nodded in greeting and approval, before turning his gaze to glare at Reno while adding, "Unlike someone else I know."

"C'mon, Tseng. I still got here, didn't I? Gimme a break, man." Reno rolled his eyes at his superior casually.

"Every minute is precious." The Wutaiian reminded, resisting the urge to roll his own eyes. Sometimes Reno can be insufferable. He gestured Rosalind to take a seat which she did, and sat straight on business as she'd been trained to do and had been taught for as long as she could remember.

Getting to business now that the younger Turks were here, Tseng went straight to business on the update, "Now then. For as both of you know, Commander Veld and I have found new evidence on Militas Ultra, the organization you both discovered almost two weeks ago. We've done our best to keep an eye on their movements, but they're very well organized, which is not good news. However, I suspected that their next destination to Banora has not changed. The new Banora, where the Galbadian Prison once was, may be Militas Ultra's next target."

Rosalind's eyes furrowed slightly in concern when she listened what her superior was saying. If she was right, Banora might be her mission today and thus, she had to be focused on this. It was serious.

Even Reno, who can be lazy, was thinking deepily about the situation as he gently held his chin with a forefinger and thumb. Why Militas Ultra would target Banora was beyond him, but then he quickly figured that it be because the organization could be attempting to dig out the remains of the area which, as Tseng had said, was where Galbadian Prison used to be until Galbadian City went out of business and thus, the entire facility was shut down and demolished, rebuilt into a quite new village after finding that Banora White fruit can grow on that soil, to replace the old Banora that was destroyed a little over 8,000 years ago.

Tseng gazed firmly at the two Turks before him, and gave out the new orders, "As you both were the first to encounter this organization, we want the two of you to investigate Banora, get as much needed answers while avoid conflict from Militas Ultra as much as possible."

"On it, Boss." Reno responded with seriousness, standing up after taking the mission file from his superior. He then turned to Rosalind who mirrored him. "C'mon, rookie. Let's go."

"Yes, sir." Rosalind nodded, following the redhead out to leave for the mission immediately. After saluting to Tseng, the two Turks made their leave, leaving the Wutaiian on his own once more.

He knew that Reno's protective streak hasn't changed, and if Tseng knew him, the redhead would no doubt be keeping an eye on Rosalind despite the young woman having saved him nearly two weeks ago. The Turk knew, it would never change.

March 15th[12:23 PM]-Year-1990.

New Banora-Galbadian Prison Area.

(~Wandering on a Sunny Afternoon-CRISIS CORE FINAL FANTASY VII~)

More than 8,000 years ago, Galbadian Prison had been surrounded by nothing but large deserts and even had a train station that lead to the once Balamb Town and other ares. Now, in the present day, it was a near lush green field that was reshaped to mirror the original Banora, but with some differences. Bending trees with purply blue fruit that were shaped like apples, stood above the two Turks that arrived via ShinRa Helicopter, and looked a bit like rib-cages above them as the clear blue sky was above them.

This place was more of a farming village to produce these fruit.

After making sure there were no ambushes attempting to jump out on them, Reno lead Rosalind into the trees on a path that lead directly to New Banora village itself, set on their mission.

"Militas Ultra is around here somewhere." Reno commented while gazing around for any sign of the enemies. He then paused and turned to gaze at Rosalind, asking. "So, ever been to Banora before?"

"Only once when I was younger." Rosalind nodded, explaining, "My father took my family and I here for a small holiday. It was a nice change of scenary."

This was indeed her second time here as far as she could remember. Rosalind had only been 7 at the time years ago, whereas her sister, Elena, had been 3. She remembered playing in the fields with her sister and the local's children during that time. That was probably the closest she'd ever been to her younger sister before entering Military School.

"Sounds fun. 'Least you had some nice fresh Dumbapples during that time." Reno said, thoughtfully. As though having thought of something along his own lines, he then questioned to the rookie, "Little quiz; do you know why most people call the fruit "Dumbapples"?"

"Research says that the trees bear fruit at many times during the year. They don't have an actual time of year to grow." Rosalind answered, before becoming puzzled at why Reno would ask such a thing. "Why are we discussing this during the mission?"

The redhead shrugged, somewhat awkwardly. "Well, uh, in order to know your location during a mission in many places around the world, you have to know pretty much everything about your surroundings and the enviroment. Turks and SOLDIER learn these things so that they can focus on the mission while being careful to other people in different customs at the same time."

That makes sense, Rosalind thought. She hadn't thought of it, and felt a little disappointed in herself for not realising it.

Reno must've read her thoughts, because he laughed a little, "Don't worry 'bout it. Nobody expects ya' to know that the moment you enter the job. Anyway, we got a job to do." (~End Wandering on a Sunny Afternoon~)

But as the two Turks continued on, just as they were about to reach the exit of the pathway of trees, two blue dog-like monsters with tails on their backs appeared, growling at them. Reno and Rosalind both immediately pulled out their weapons and while Reno waited for one of the monsters to leap at him, he used this to his advantage and turned on the EMR to half-full power, whacking it cleanly in the chest as sparks of electricity did the rest of the work, shocking the monster to death as it collasped onto the ground. Another charged at Rosalind who aimed carefully and got a clean shot at it's head, right between the eyes, killing the other monster instantly.

As Reno approached the two monsters to examin them even though these things did run wild around these areas, what he found disturbed him greatly. Around these monsters' necks were collars, which name tags with a familiar symbol he'd seen almost two weeks ago. This wasn't good.

"These Guardhounds ain't wild." Reno commented, frowning. "They're Militas Ultra owned."

"But why would Militas Ultra own Guardhounds and bring them here?" Rosalind questioned as she joined her superior.

"Probably...to run this place." Reno muttered, standing. "Guess that means they're one step ahead of us. C'mon, let's get movin'."

(~The Mako Controlling Organization-CRISIS CORE FINAL FANTASY VII~)

The two Turks were about to clear the trees when something caught both of their attention. In the middle of the small clearing with two paths, one leading uphill where houses could be seen from the top, and another leading into a forest nearby. In the middle on the dirt ground, were a couple of Militas Ultra troopers, a large heavily armed robot build with technology either of them had ever seen before, and finally, a figure in a white suit with a tiger-like helmet. Judging by the chest, Reno and Rosalind guessed it was a woman.

The two turks immediately and silently hid behind the largest of the trees so far and crouched down low behind the bushes so that they wouldn't be heard, as Reno and Rosalind listened in on the conversation.

"Rebuilding Banora within the desert of Galbadian Prison centuries ago, and turning it into a lush green valley over a desert. Too bad people are clueless about the past of this place." The figure said in a very annoyed and bored female voice.

Shaking her head, the High-ranking member of Militas Ultra turned her attention to the two men and gave out new orders, "Scout the area for any intruders...and kill them, whether they're villagers or not."

"Yes, ma'am!" The two Militas Ultra soldiers saluted.

"This sucks." The woman sighed to herself, grumbling, "Why did I have to come to this dump?" walking away into another direction opposite to the village, while the two flunkies stood guarding the pathways, keeping an eye out for intruders.

Fully unaware that the Turks had been listening in while hiding at the same time.

"Damn. Those guys beat us to it." Reno whispered as he and Rosalind shared looks of concern. So much for asking for witnesses.

"If Militas Ultra remain here, the lives of many townspeople are in danger." Rosalind whispered, worriedly.

"No kiddin'." Reno agreed, "Tseng did say to avoid as much conflict as possible, but...well, we have to get passed them, somehow."

"Should we sneak past?" Rosalind suggested. It was the only salution she could think off, and if Tseng wanted her and Reno to avoid conflict while searching for answers at the same time, it made sense to keep a low profile as much as possible.

Thankfully, Reno had been thinking along the same lines.

"Probably the best salution." The redhead nodded, adding firmly, "Follow my lead, rookie, and keep it down."

The rookie nodded and followed Reno, slowly, silently and carefully crouch-stepping behind the tree and bushes as much as possible while trying not to touch the leaves of the bushes or step onto suspected twigs on the ground that had fallen and also careful to watch where they were both going.

Reno suddenly stopped and held out a hand to Rosalind behind him when a gap between the line of bushes stood in front of him, making a small clearing between where they are and other lines of bushes in front of them. It made things a bit difficult, but if they wanted to get to the village without getting the flunkies' attentions, they had to take a risk.

So, Reno carefully moved aside a couple of sticks within the bushes just enough for his eyes to be visible but at the same time not. The two Militas Ultra troopers were scanning the area all around them and seemed to have already gazed at where Reno and Rosalind were, because they were slowly turning around to scan the path where the higher ranking Militas Ultra member had just gone.

Slowly letting go of the sticks, Reno nodded to Rosalind and as silently and quickly as possible, the two Turks snuck past the small clearing and despite the anxiety both of them were feeling as they feared the Militas Ultra would spot them, they successfully made it to the other bushes, with enough time before the two soldiers would notice they were even there. (~End the Mako Controlling Organization~)

The two Turks continued to do this, as well as avoid more of the Militas Ultra soldiers were along the way towards the village, except at the very top which they haven't even borthered going to yet. Or maybe they're blocking the hill to prevent anyone from leaving. None the less, successfully reaching the bottom after a couple of close calls, and when the coast was clear near one of the houses, Reno and Rosalind came out of their hiding, finally being able to stand up to stretch their legs.

Reno stretched his arms high until his back gave a sastifying loud crack. "Man. Got such a back ache, and leg cramps. Think I might be outta shape." He groaned.

"I'm just really glad we haven't got the attention of Militas Ultra yet." Rosalind commented, while also relieved to finally be standing after crouching for so long.

As the two Turks gazed at the village in front of them, it seemed quiet. While Rosalind knew that it was a peaceful and quiet place before...now it was just...completely silent. Not a single person was out and about.

"This is creepy as hell." Reno said after a few moments. "It's like a ghost town."

"There used to be so many people, including young children." Rosalind stated, becoming more and more concerned. "What has Militas Ultra done to them?"

"Probably nothing...yet." Reno replied, though he seemed rather uncertain, but was doing his best to keep it cool. "Maybe everybody's hidin' because of the organization being way too supicious, and, frankly, I wouldn't blame them. It's best to investigate around here, to find out when these guys showed up."

Turned out Reno stood corrected, it seemed. Not a single house had any people in it, which meant that the villagers either managed to evacuate before Militas Ultra even got here...or perhaps been man-slaughtered or abducted. The Turks still had no idea what Militas Ultra's goal is other than apparently to take down the ShinRa Company.

Despite this, Rosalind and Reno still remained determined and firm as another house, slightly different, caught their attention while being careful not to make too much noise when lingering Guardhounds, again, wearing Millitas Ultra tags, nearly ambushed them. This house seemed...differently decorated. Nodding to each other, Reno knocked on the front door, and despite it being muffled, he could've sworn he heard a female startled cry from the other side.

After nodding to Rosalind who nodded in return, the redhead pushed the door open to find the place, like many others, vertially empty, save for the living area having a comfy couch, a fireplace, a small photo frame near a bookshelf, a small coffee table and a couple of windows, with a doorway leading into the passage and up stairs to other rooms. Near the corner of the room, was a young woman, who looked roughly the same age as Rosalind, with curlish dark pink, purplely hair, near matching eyes which are a bit darker, and she was wearing a white frilly top and frilly pink long skirt that went to her knees, white shoes and black shoes.

Apparently the moment the Turks had knocked and entered, the girl had backed away to the corner, obviously frightened.

"Who're you?" The teenager demanded, as bravely as she tried to make herself.

"Please don't be scared. We mean no harm." Rosalind spoke, softly, feeling sorry for the girl the same age as her. She couldn't blame the poor woman for being terrified, especially by strangers. She'd seen her before, though, but since it's been years, she couldn't remember who the other woman was.

"We're just investigating." Reno added, also feeling sorry for the poor girl. "We're the General Affiars Investigation Department of the ShinRa Electric Power Company-or as we mostly say, the Turks."

That seemed to put the girl on ease a little.

"You...work for ShinRa?" The girl asked, hesitating.

"That's right." Reno nodded, then introduced himself and the rookie next to him to his left, "Names Reno-Third in Ranking. This is Rosalind, one of the newest additions."

"Pleased to make your aqquintence." Rosalind nodded.

The other girl sighed in relief, apparently one of these people who knew that ShinRa can be trusted.

(~Rem's Theme-Arrangement-FINAL FANTASY TYPE 0~)

"I'm sorry." The girl said, then introduced herself, "My name's Rem Tokimiya." she then added while referring to Militas Ultra, "When you both came in, I thought you were those awful people from outside."

"Yeah, about that...they're bad news to a lotta people, probably, ya' know..." Reno began, a little awkwardly, before changing the subject and asked, "Anyway, where're your parents?"

Rem gazed to the floor, saddened as awful memories surfaced while she answered, "They were captured by those people...a week ago. Before more came, everyone else evacuated as much as possible. But some of them couldn't make it."

"Where are the people who managed to get away?" Rosalind asked, kindly.

"Up in the mountains near Timber Village. I was left behind...because I couldn't follow them...I was so scared." Rem replied, shuddering a little.

"You've been here on your own for the entire time, haven't you?" Reno asked, more than a little shocked. It angered him that such an innocent girl like Rem was left behind without anyone else coming back for her. Then again, people who are too used to peace don't usually tend to defend themselves. Rosalind was shocked when Rem revealled this as well, and the fact that Rem was still scared prevented her from leaving, leaving her trapped.

The pink-haired girl nodded, confirming Reno's speculation while rubbing her upper arms, as though she was suddenly feeling cold, before mumbling more to herself than to the two Turks, "I wish Machina was here...he protected me as much as I can remember but...he disappeared a month ago."

"What happened to him? If you don't mind me asking." Rosalind said. Apparently this 'Machina' person disappeared before Militas Ultra's sudden attack and she suddenly had a feeling that along the way somewhere, he'd been attacked and/or captured.

"Strange men...in black coats took him...in a strange black hole." Rem answered, breathing slowly to calm her nerves, even though tears were starting to become visible in her eyes. "I never saw him again."

Strange men in black coats...that sounded suspiciously just like the guys that attacked Reno and Rosalind in Edge nearly two weeks ago. What did those strange people want with this Machina person? Reno frowned as he realised that the situation of things has gotten worse than he thought, while Rosalind, feeling the need to comfort Rem, approached and she gently rubbed the other girl's right arm to soothe her.

Even though it was complicate things, Rosalind didn't want Rem to remain stuck here and run the risk of being captured by Militas Ultra should be investigate this house. She was certain that Veld and Tseng would agree to find an apartment for Rem to stay at for the time being to look after her until they confirm the whereabouts of her parents, and whether they were still alive or not.

"Perhaps once we finish are investigation here, you should come with us." Rosalind suggested, much to Rem's surprise.

"Rookie's right." Reno spoke up, immediately having realised what the rookie was thinking and had been thinking about how to get Rem to safety and comfortly sorted in Edge. "Considering how we haven't found anybody else, and with those guys around, not to mention the weirdos in the black coats, it's not safe here. So, keep low until we get back. 'Kay?"

Rem didn't answer straight away. She was hesitating on whether to believe these strangers or not. On the other hand, Turks were known to help others should they be in trouble as well as being an investigation squad or team. But still...to leave behind the only home she'd ever known since she was born...

"It will be alright, Rem. I promise." Rosalind said, softly.

"I..." Rem began, before realising that, if she stayed here, chances were that she would no doubt get captured. Plus, she was alone, and as Reno had mentioned, it was far too dangerous. The time had come for her to start a new life. So finally, she nodded, "Thank you. I wish I was stronger."

Reno and Rosalind both sighed, feeling incredibly sorry for Rem. It was going to be a huge change in her life later this afternoon when they leave. But there was no other way to protect her if she stayed here. (~End Rem's Theme~)

So after promising that they would be back in a little while, the two Turks left Rem in her house and continued their investigation around New Banora village.

But halfway from the house, all of the sudden Rosalind felt a sudden agony in her head, as though a massive migrain came like she'd been heavily drinking or over-thinking. It was enough for her to pause in her steps and grasp her head with one hand, gasping and groaning, which caught Reno's attention.

And seeing her like this quickly made him worried.

"Rosalind? What's wrong?" Reno asked, rushing back to the rookie and stood by her side.

"...My...head..." Rosalind responded, grunting as she shut her eyes as though it would help to ease it off.

"Easy, rookie." Reno attempted to support her in his arms. He'd never seen her like this before, and the fact that it was happening now...was starting to freak him out. "Let's head somewhere to rest and-"

"N-no. I'm fine." Rosalind panted, starting to move away from Reno, very slowly. "We have to...complete the...mission..."

(~Shaded Truths-KH:BBS~)

But then it got so intensingly painful that it was enough to send Rosalind to her knees, gasping and crying out, and strange images appeared in her mind...in rapid rate that was now making her eyes hurt and the pain in her mind more and more worse that her vision was starting to darken, making her dizzy and somehow the air in her weaken like she was struggling to breathe.

"W-What's happening?" Rosalind cried out.

"Rosalind!" Reno exclaimed, kneeling next to and held her by her shoulders. This entire thing was really scaring him and he feared for Rosalind's life right now.

"So many...images...in my mind..." Rosalind managed to say, weakly and had become so engulfed in pain that she was unable to stand up on her own anymore.

This was enough to convince Reno that they needed a place to rest so that the rookie can recover from whatever the hell this headache was his friend was suddenly suffering.

"Let's rest for now." Reno commented, scooping her up in his arms and carried her snow-white style, having her head rest on his shoulder as he looked around and found another house seeming around the corner, out of site near a cliff. Without any second thoughts, he carefully hurried over with Rosalind losing consciousness and ignoring her protests about the mission.

Before they even reached it, Rosalind's world went black. (~End Shaded Truths~)

There so many images that Rosalind couldn't keep track, and while one of them seemed similiar to the incident in Edge, the rest was...unfamiliar and yet they felt extremely familiar.

Rosalind shooting dead a man in a brown uniform while saving Reno's life.

A man who was apparently another President of ShinRa Company and seemed quite cold and rude, in a building with them in the ShinRa hold in Junon.

More of the brown-leather suit men invading the building and Rosalind fighting against the seeming never ending army of them that was almost as large as the ShinRa company's SOLDIER and Turks combined, before everything went black once more...save for a man's voice speaking to her which was crystal clear and utter hatred.

"I'll make you regret in ever joining ShinRa."

Gasping in horror, Rosalind bolted upright into a sitting position with her eyes wide before panting as though she'd awoken from a terrible nightmare. Whatever those images were...they were somehow familiar yet she couldn't understand how it was even possible or why it even happened. It was awful, and as much as she hated to admit it, it terrified her.

"You okay, rookie?" Reno's very worried voice brought Rosalind out of the shell-horror trance which had her look to her right to see the redhaired Turk sitting on a wooden chair next to her, and his worried expression matched that in his voice.

The young woman then realised that she'd been lying on a bed in an unfamiliar but very cosy looking room in a house. What had happened? When did she pass out? Why were they here?

"What happened?" Rosalind asked, at last. She felt disorientated.

"That's what I wanna know." Reno replied, and when Rosalind still looked confused, he knew that something had gone wrong, so he explained, while fearing that the rookie might suddenly be developing amnesia. "Ya' suddenly held your head like you were havin' a seizure or somethin'. Don't you remember?"

"I only remember investigating the town after leaving Rem in her house." Rosalind replied, and then she also remembered the strange nightmares. Everything else between the two was blank. Who was the person that spoke to her? What were those images? 'Regret in joining ShinRa'? What did that mean?

"Take it easy, okay?" Reno suggested, looking admittedly scared. "Ya' nearly gave me a heart attack."

"I'm sorry." Rosalind muttered guiltily, lowering her head. This was unheard of. She never experienced something like this before. What was going on? What's more, she worried her superior so much that he thought she was dying or quite possibly about to have amnesia.

Reno placed a hand onto her shoulder, with relief filling his expression, and when Rosalind gazed at him, he muttered, "At least we weren't captured." before cringing after he said that. "Okay, that was a stupid thing to say."

Rosalind smiled weakly at this comment. Reno may be lazy at times, obnoxious, and also serious on his job as well, she had to admit, he was caring for his fellow Turks including herself, and generally sweet.

But before they could say anything else, Reno turned to his attention to his left when he suddenly sensed that they were not alone, the hairs on his neck prickling at that knowlagement.

"Who's there?" The redhead demanded as he stood up while Rosalind followed his gaze before getting off the bed and stood beside her superior.

Between the doorway of the room, was a figure, wearing the same black coat as the eye-patched guy was wearing in Edge, but this person had the hood up, so neither Reno or Rosalind could see his or her face. Unlike the eye-patched man, the person in front of them was more muscular built, possibly stronger and much more dangerous. All they needed now was...

"So it's true. The Turks-and a member who strongly resembles to one of our own."...Was that, the male voice which sounded more of mannerism. Yep, definitely a different guy, alright.

"Who're you? And what the hell are you talking about?" Reno demanded, glaring at the man in the black coat, and, remembering what Rem told him and Rosalind earlier, these guys had kidnapped her friend, Machina one month ago. As such, he knew that he and the rookie had to be careful.

"I think you'll have other things to worry about." The man in the coat said rather than answering, gesturing at the window to the Turks' right with his head.

Reno and Rosalind both hesitated, believing that it was some kind of trick. But when the man still gestured to the window, the two Turks slowly followed the direction and their eyes widened when to their horror, outside, were Militas Ultra soldiers, forcefully carrying a familiar teenaged girl who was struggling to free herself. When had they managed to find and capture her!?

(~Conflict-CRISIS CORE FINAL FANTASY VII~)

"Rem!" Rosalind cried out.

"Damn it!" Reno cursed angrily, mentally smacking himself for leaving Rem on her own defendless and having had the rookie to worry about at the same time.

The two turned to bring out their weapons to distract the man, only to find that he's no longer there...almost as though he just silently disappeared without a trace.

"Did he just...?" Rosalind trailled off, stunned.

"Nevermind that!" Reno quickly ordered, once again serious. "Let's follow those guys and see if we can save Rem!"

"Y-yes, sir!" Rosalind nodded, quickly remembering that Rem needed to be rescued.

With that, the two Turks raced out as fast as they could, knowing that they had to hurry as well as avoid other Militas Ultra soldiers that were no doubt lingering around.

By the time Rosalind and Reno made it past the other Militas Ultra soldiers by mostly sneaking past them while having been forced to take out and kill at least four or five of them and hid their bodies where their comrades wouldn't know, Rem was about to be boarded in an aircraft with the same High-ranked Militas Ultra member they saw earlier, on the edge of a cliff that overlooked the ocean that was made during an Earthquake 3,000 years ago.

With Reno's quick approved nod, Rosalind took aim and carefully and quickly shot the two men holding Rem dead. The moment the two Militas Ultra soldiers collasped to the ground and Rem turning to see who saved her, the masked woman, having seen this, brought out what appeared to be a remote, which instantly brought the thought that she was about to blow up the town with a hidden bomb neither of the Turks would've known until now.

In quick thinking, Rosalind fired a shot at the woman's hand, causing the masked member to scream out in pain while the remote had fallen to the ground and into the sea, lost forever. Reno and Rosalind in the meantime stopped a ten feet away from the masked woman while Rem hurried to the two Turks that had saved her life, hiding behind them. (~End Conflict~)

"The ShinRa Turks, saving that girl and stopping us from blowing this boring dump into smithereens." The masked woman sighed, seeming more exasperated then angered.

"Oh, so that's what you've been attempting to do, huh?" Reno mocked, glaring at the woman. Well, at least that cleared things up, and it's a good thing Rosalind got good aim to stop the remoted bomb from being used. "Too bad, 'cause that ain't gonna happen, lady."

"Ugh, this sucks." The masked woman groaned, before her tone become more dangerous and angry, "Looks like since the other members have left hours ago, you idiots killing off the patrol of the town, I'm left with no other optain."

(~Controlling the Iron Beast-CRISIS CORE FINAL FANTASY VII~)

She then unsheathed what appeared to be a katana gunblade that was obviously designed to match her outfit, while she declared as she positioned herself into a fighting stance an introducing herself at the same time, "Time for you Turks to go back to death and face the wrath of Qun'mi Tru'e!"

Immediately, the two Turks, despite knowing that this was going to be very dangerous, stood firm as they stood in position to fight as well.

"Rem, hide! Quick!" Rosalind quickly ordered the girl behind her who nodded and ran to find a place to hide and hoped that the two Turks would be alright.

Qun'mi Tru'e took aim at the Turks and fired a shot from her Gunblade, but ultimately missed when Rosalind and Reno dodged out of the way before the rookie Turk took aim herself and fired right at Qun'mi's head. Likewise, the Militas Ultra member leaped forward and up and avoided Rosalind's shots, much her shock. Just as Qun'mi landed directly in front of her and prepared to slice her, Reno came to her rescue by blocking the attack with his EMR before he kicked her in the stomach, causing the enemy to grunt in agony and nearly dropped her weapon. This gave the redhaired Turk a chance to smack her squarely in the face with his weapon, sending her back stumbling.

Rosalind responded by switching to her Materia, casting Lightning which successfully hit Qun'mi dead on, but due to the other woman being higher ranked from a different Organization, it only stunned her, but it didn't finish her off. Qun'mi growled before thrusting out her gunblade which shot out an unusual Wind Materia spell that knocked the two Turks back before crashing onto the ground hard, causing some dust of dirt form briefly.

The two grunted at the sudden attack before rolling out of the way when Qun'mi suddenly appeared above them and the Turks managed to escape from being sliced in half by the damn woman's gunblade, before she was then hit by Rosalind's Fire Materia that caused burns on her body, and burnt away parts of her suit on her arms and right side of her waist.

"Rosalind, move!" Reno shouted all of the sudden.

Rosalind, confused, did as she was told before Qun'mi had the time to attack her when the latter whirled around, failing to understand what Reno was talking about. It wasn't until the redhead powered up his EMR with a special move causing it to glow blue, that Qun'mi realised too late what the Turk intended on doing. Reno thrusted his left arm sideways with his EMR thrusting out a powerful attack that that was flown right towards the Militas Ultra member who whirled around and was caught by the Turk's attack, flown backwards and hitting her back against a rock that caused her to drop her weapon.

"Finish her, quick!" Reno ordered.

Rosalind, now understanding what Reno's plan had been, nodded before taking aim right at Qun'mi's heart, and fired, but to the two Turk's shock, Qun'mi rolled out of the way despite the pain she was suffering due to Reno's attack, and retrieved her weapon which the gunshot hit the rock instead. The woman in return fired several shots at the two Turks who dodge-rolled out of the way and Rosalind cart-wheeled dodging Qun'mi's attack, and when the enemy was suddenly in front of her again, Rosalind glared before kicking her in the stomach and then punched her in the chest, forcing Qun'mi to stumble back.

Qun'mi was becoming more and more frustrated and attempted to slice Rosalind's head off with her gunblade but the rookie Turk ducked and jumped back even though the older woman followed by walking forward, but failed to notice Reno having leaped in the air and kicked he squarely in the face, sending her back once more before he landed in a crouched position near the rookie and then stood up, grinning at her.

"Reno!" Rosalind gasped in warning.

But it was too late as Reno turned just with enough time for his eyes to widen as Qun'mi had quickly recovered and kicked him in the chest, sending him right into Rosalind and send the two Turks flying backwards, landing roughly on their backs and skid to the stop on the rough ground. Rosalind and Reno slowly pushed themselves up and could only grunt when Qun'mi, not faring better as she was slowing down herself, slowly approached them, her Gunblade ready to finish the two Turks off.

However, Reno had his eyes briefly at Rosalind and gave the rookie a small nod to wait for his signal. As soon as Qun'mi chuckled and took aim, this was the signal Reno intended. Despite the injuries, the redhead Turk, as quick as lightning, thrusted his EMR and shocked Qun'mi once more by knocking her Gunblade out of her grasp before thrusting it again, this time charging it with Electricity, smacking it squarely in her chest. The combination of the hit of the weapon and the combined Electricity sent her flying back before she crashed against the ground. Rosalind stood up and just as Qun'mi stood up slowly, the rookie Turk fired three shots at her squarely into the chest, pierching through her suit and into her heart which stunned Qun'mi that she froze for a few seconds, shocked at what just happened.

(~End Controlling the Iron Beast~)

At this, Qun'mi, while stunned as she gazed at her chest which was bleeding quickly from the three holes done by the young rookie Turk who was more than meets the eye, just snorted before falling backwards onto her back, her strength quickly leaving her as she was feeling her life fade away.

"Hmph...this seriously sucks. There goes...Junon." Those were Qun'mi Tru'e's final words before her head and chest went limp, and after Reno and Rosalind slowly approached her and the former checked her pulse, he somewhat grimly confirmed that the Militas Ultra member was dead.

(~Organization XIII-KH:BBS~)

But the sound of the chopper doors open behind them suddenly made Reno and Rosalind realise that Qun'mi Tru'e and the Militas Ultra soldiers didn't come here alone. The two Turks quickly whirled around and stood in defense when an eye-patched man came stood in the door. But it wasn't the same eye-patched guy Reno and Rosalind were familiar with. This one had blonde hair. Unknown to the Turks and Rem, it was Qator Bashar, who seemed rather impressed by their battle, but disappointed by whatever else they were doing.

"Hmph, so you two are the ones who are among the people of rebirth." Qator Bashar said, gazing squarely at both Rosalind and Reno who instantly became puzzled.

"Rebirth?" Rosalind repeated, not understanding.

"What's this guy on about?" Reno asked, sharing a confused glance with the rookie who shook her head, silently saying that she had no idea herself either.

"ShinRa reborn-the Legendary Turks." Qator commented. "I admit, it's astonding to meet those from the ancient past that were chosen to be reborn into the present."

This comment only confused the Turks even more, even though they gathered this guy must be one of the Militas Ultra leaders.

"Huh?" Reno blinked, before shaking away the confusion and instead guessed while glaring at Qator Bashar, "Okay, I take that you must be one of the higher ranks of Militas Ultra, or maybe even one of the leaders of the Organization. Am I right?"

"You are right." Qator replied, before furrowing his eye at the two Turks dangerously, "Let me give you a warning, Turks. ShinRa stands no chance against Militas Ultra. You may have won this battle, but you and all others in your company will lose the war. We will meet again."

Without giving the Turks a chance to demand for anymore answers, the Second in Command of Militas Ultra stepped back inside the choppper while signaling the pilot of the aircraft with a wave of his arm. As commanded, the doors closed, the aircraft then slowly took off, leaving the Turks, Rem and New Banora behind, just as Rem walked up to the Turks and watched the aircraft go. (~End Organization XIII~)

"What did he mean by ancient past?" Rosalind asked herself, before gazing at her superior, asking him, "Why did he call us Legendary?"

"I dunno." Reno shrugged, just as lost as his friend was. "Those guys are strange and nasty."

He then turned his attention to Rem and asked, still slightly concerned, "You okay, Rem?"

"I'm fine." Rem nodded, before turning her attention to the rookie Turk, and said with gratitude, "Thank you for saving me, Rosalind."

Rosalind nodded with a soft smile, "I'm glad that you're alright."

Despite that at least they managed to gain more information and saved one of the villagers of Banora, and now it concerned the two Turks that, given that Qun'mi just given them an idea where Militas Ultra would most likely target next before she died, Reno knew that half of the mission was botched.

"Well, despite that those guys took off, and that they're headin' to Junon next, at least Banora's safe." Reno sighed and even had realised Junon is in danger as well.

(~"With Pride"-CRISIS CORE-FFVII~)

"So you think." A familiar voice spoke, startling the three of them who spun around and saw not only the same guy whom they realise was the person they encountered earlier and had informed the two Turks of Rem being in danger, but now he was accompined by another, taller and muscular man, also in the black coat and his face also hidden underneath his hood.

"You again? What do you want?" Reno growled, glaring at the guy.

"Are you with Militas Ultra?" Rosalind questioned at the two men in the black coats.

"We know nothing of any Militas Ultra." The taller man said, in a much more deeper and threatening voice. "As for you, Turks...you weren't meant to be here in this or any worlds."

To the shock of Rosalind, Reno and Rem, a mysterious black hole with purple mist of some kind appeared behind the two men in the black coats, causing the three of them to gasp in shock and horrified awe, but none more so than Rem who covered her mouth with her hands as she realised why these two men were familiar.

"Farewell." The first man said with finality, before he and his companion stepped backwards right into the mysterious hole, vanishing into the darkness as the strange portal out of this world vanished without a trace, as though it wasn't there to begin with.

Though it did leave Rosalind, Reno and Rem speechless for a long few moments, unable to believe the extremely out of this world development.

"...The hell?" Reno breathed, finding himself shakingly breathing. "What was that?"

"That's...that's what took Machina!" Rem exclaimed in horror, recongising the portal.

"What in the world is going on?" Rosalind asked. First Militas Ultra, then the mysterious men in the black coats, and now a strange portal that seemed more fitted for movies. On top of that, what did the Militas Ultra mean by 'Rebirth' and the Turks being 'Legendary'? She didn't understand any of it at all.

Neither did Reno or Rem.

(~End "With Pride"~)

March 15th[7:34PM]-Year-1990.

Highground HQ-UnderEdge.

(~Elfe's Theme*Arecia Al-Rashia's Theme-FINAL FANTASY TYPE 0*~)

In a darkened aged facility that's been abandoned for years in an area no one knows, except for crimson-suit men who looked like they are part of an organization, along with a man who was wearing a pale khaki uniform and a bandana, having short brown hair with matching eyes, and he was in a room along with most of these men by a long table suited for formal meetings in high companies such as ShinRa.

The doors opened and everyone stood attention when a woman came through the large double aged doors. She was medium build. She had short brown hair and wore garb that wasn't native to Midgar or Junon. In her hand she carried a sword, that hand loose in it's belt on her side, wearing a dark ruby outfit and brown boots.

"Sorry I'm late. Is everyone ready?" The woman spoke.

"Yes, ma'am!" The men in the room saluted.

Five minutes later...

After the meeting on the situation, the woman and the man in the bandana were speaking to one another.

"What's the situation?" The woman questioned.

"Our spies say that the enemy was spotted in New Banora, and attempted to destroy it." The man informed, before adding as his brows furrowed a little, "But the Turks have stopped them."

"The Turks?" The woman asked, surprised. So ShinRa was involved with the situation of Militas Ultra who knows something none of them do. She then questioned to their own army, "Any idea where they are headed next?"

"Repots say they are headed to Junon." One of the crimson-suited men saluted to her.

The man in the bandana nodded, continuing for him, "There was also reports that the President of ShinRa was to be there as well."

"Hmm... Junon is where we will head to as well." The woman said, after a moment's thought. Nodding to herself, she then gazed at everyone in the room and gave out new orders with full authority, "Make preparations for the mission. Militas Ultra must be taken down!"

"Ma'am!" All of the men saluted without question.

Soon all of the flunkies left the room to prepare for the mission which would most likely take place the very next morning or in a few days. Who knows. One thing was certain, Highground must continue to keep an eye out on Militas Ultra who they know are up to no good.

Soon the room was empty save for the two leaders, the man and the woman.

"You seem more determined to stop Militas Ultra than anything else, Elfe." The man commented.

Elfe, the woman who is obviously the leader of Highground, with the man being her second in command, nodded. "I know that ShinRa will have problems. Call it a gut feeling, but...the Turks somehow sound, familiar."

The Turks really did sound familiar, other than what everyone knows about them ever since just after she was born, very early in her childhood. But...there was something much more about them than she thought, and Elfe had no idea how or why it was even possible.

"You and me both." The man sighed in agreement, before informing her, "I'll see to keeping Junon safe."

"I'm counting on you, Shears." Elfe responded, and the man, named Shears, nodded.

Little did they know, should they meet the Turks in Junon, things may change forever. (~End Elfe's Theme*Arecia Al-Rashia's Theme*~)

Despite that Rosalind and Reno have prevented Banora from being destroyed, they and the rest of the Turks's struggles against Militas Ultra is just beginning.

What's more...they are unaware of a traitor that will decide their future.

A/N: Sorry for the lack of action in this chapter. Since Qun-Mi Tru'e's fighting style was in a machine in Final Fantasy Type 0, I've made up her own physical fighting style that doesn't involve machinery in this story.

I'll try and update this again as soon as possible, but bear in mind that this story will be slow on updates. See you real soon!