Genetical Curse:
Genetical Curse:
Chapter Four: Rescue II
Katfreak: HI GUYS! Sorry its taken me so long to put the chap up but I have been lazy! Sorry! Well here it is! I don't own the characters or FF7! Enjoy!
A loud swishing sound punctuated the silence of the deserted section of the abandoned Mako reactor, a swirl of tornado-like wind appearing. A sharp flick of a long dark black trench coat sliced it in half as a young figure forced himself away from the cause and fell harshly to the floor.
Glaring upwards, Reno's water eyes locked hatefully on Chale, whose face was blank as he stared at the middle distance.
This-This man, who the fuck does he think he is?!
Reno's breathing, even though he tried to keep it settled, slowly became harsher and more erratic; the pain in his chest throbbing to life, his hackles rising.
Chale looked at him and sighed, a fleeting emotion of sadness crossing his features before disappearing.
"Reno…"
"YOU BASTARD, YO!!" snarled Reno, before suddenly launching himself at Chale, a spare EMR ripped from his pocket before colliding with Chale's arm.
The two contacted, causing a bright blue spark, which allowed Chale to see what Reno was feeling; his eyes were filled with a irrational fear and panic and unsuppressed fury.
Reno lashed out and unleashed several wild blows, the EMR sparking violently and they continuously clashed with Chale's prepared arms.
Tears fell free from his eyes as his pace began to slow. Reno cursed himself, forcing himself back before falling on one knee. He was becoming physically exhausted, the pain in his chest not helping because he was breathless.
Chale sighed softly, watching Reno struggle with what appeared to be sympathy. "Reno, stop this. Just give in, please. It's for your own good."
"N-No. Never, yo," gasped Reno, resuming a defensive position.
Why does he seem so concerned? Reno thought silently, studying Chale as his expression remained blank.
"Fine"
A quick flash of silver was all Reno saw before he crashed to the floor, gasping as pained exploded in his stomach.
He couldn't move; Oh God.
A cold shadow loomed over him, causing him to tense before Chale, surprisingly, sat on his stomach. Resting his chin on an arm balanced on his knees, Chale looked down at Reno, his other hand brushing away the bangs from his face.
Reno closed his eyes, a ragged breath escaping his as he desperately tried to ignore Chale and his predicament; yet was failing as Chale's hand trailed lower to his collar buttons.
"Reno..." he started calmly, "I'm sorry it has to end this way. But you have no choice; you must return with me now."
"Return, yo?" asked Reno, opening his eyes, "Where? I don't understand, to." Reno jumped, finally noticing his recent addition.
Chale's eyes flashed as he let out an amused chuckle, "Oh? You still do it? That's funny."
Chale laughed quietly before continuing, "I know you don't understand, perhaps its better I explain this later. You know, memories are rather important things when understanding your past and inevitable future."
Reno blinked in confusion. Chale noted it with a sigh. "Yet you don't have those memories, do you?"
Reno tensed again, before shaking his head slowly; he didn't trust Chale's tone at all. Chale grinned slyly at his captive.
"Lets see if we can spark one off, shall we?"
"N-NO!" choked Reno, who struggled to throw the older man off but was held fast. Chale's face never lost its confident, dominating air as he roughly forced Reno's face to face him and closed the gap between them.
Reno was horrified as, yet again, the older bastard was kissing him, forcing his tongue into the younger red head's mouth.
THIS SUCKS!! Raged Reno, as he squeezed his eyes shut. He tried to forcefully shove the Chale off, and failed quite miserably; a distraction would have made Reno very grateful at this point. Fate, for once, was on Reno's side; and odd feeling entered his chest, not the usual painful pangs but something different- warm and distracting…..
–Flashback-
"Reno?"
…
"Reno?"
…?
"Reno, wake up now!"
A sharp poke to his side caused him to yelp and fall off where he was laying, and his eyes flew open. Or at least that was what he assumed.
"I-It's dark, yo," gasped Reno, a hand flying to his face as forced himself up. It surprised hi m when he felt a soft cloth around his face. A hand gently touched the top of his own and moved it away from his face before pulling him up from the floor and being pushed back into a chair, "You're alright, its just a bandage; Latona's "discipline" went too far this time."
Reno snorted, "Like Latona can actually hurt me, yo!" His face gently throbbed which cause him to wince visibly. A chuckle greeted this, which made Reno growl.
"Reno, what caused to make a crack like that to Latona, of all people?" The humour was gone in an instant.
If they could, Reno's eyes would have narrowed. "That jerk, yo. He called me a dirty genetic rat. I won't stand for that, Chale, yo!"
A small sigh sounded, "Now Reno, you don't call Vulcan Latona, one of the second-in-commanders of Kami Sihai, "the bosses bitch", even if he does insult you; he might kill you."
"But he is, yo! He tries to suck up to the boss so much, its revolting! Is he the bosses bitch or what, yo?!"
"Honestly Reno," a half hearted attempt to scold the young man was in the humored voice.
A fizz suddenly sounded, which then disappeared just as quickly. The voice next to him cursed violently before saying, "Stupid lights, ShinRa have got to be joking when they give us this power…"
Reno opened his mouth to say something, when a loud feedback whined in his ears with a piercing intensity…
-End Flashback-
A loud bang jerked both men, the kiss being disrupted as Reno's eyes flew open.
Chale's face was set strangely as his hand reached around to touch his shoulder. Reno winced as Chale yanked something out of his back and brought back around a rather large, what looked like, a tranquillizer dart.
"Ohhhhh……" crooned Chale calmly; his manner was now quite loose and free, the fine control slipping. Reno silently wondered who had shot at him.
Chale rolled his neck and smiled seductively over his shoulder. "Now Rufus, why did you have to go and do that?"
Reno's eyes widened and he forced himself to sit up, Chale slipping down his legs slightly.
Indeed, the white suited CEO of the ShinRa electric power company was standing before them, a gun extended from his hand.
Also, to Reno's relief, Rude, Elena and a rather bruised Tseng was with him. Rude was glaring aggressively at Chale, particularly with regards to their compromising position.
Rufus smiled as easily as Chale, "Because, Demetri, Kami Sihai will not attempt to kidnap an employee of mine without encountering strong resistance to the notion."
Chale chuckled. "You've always had a soft spot for your Turks, Rufus."
"And you haven't for the people you care for?"
"Yeah….I suppose… but I lost that long ago…." Chale groaned, turning away from Rufus and stared down at Reno; his eyes were unfocused and blurry, yet were filled with strong emotion. Reno frowned; trying to place the emotion……it appeared to be some sort of…love?
Reno snapped out of his pondering when Chale touched the side of his face, running a thumb along his cheekbone. Reno blushed, edging away.
Behind Chale, Reno heard a dangerous growl, correctly guessing to be issued from his irate partner.
Rude's eyes narrowed as he stomped past ShinRa. Chale turned around, facing Rude causing him to stop in his tracks.
They both stared at each other, never braking eye contact (something Reno found extremely difficult). No-one dared to say anything to disrupt them.
Chale blinked, turning back to face Reno and smiling. "I guess I've gotta go now….but I'll see you soon, Reno-kun…."
Chale lent forward, his lips brushing against Reno's in a chaste kiss.
"HEY!" roared Rude. Chale giggled, "Maybe Latona had better luck with the Wutain flea….."
Chale flew upwards, looked down and then disappeared rapidly. Reno stared up at the where the man had been.
"Reno" said a voice in his ear, accompanied by a hand on his shoulder.
Reno blinked and looked up to Rude. Rude frowned grimly, before offering a hand to his partner, which was accepted, and pulling him up. Their hands remained clasped for a second before a polite cough made them turn.
The white suited Rufus crossed over to them, saying, "Reno, are you alright?"
Elena and Tseng, were close behind, looking anxious.
"Yeah, yo. I'm fine," nodded Reno. "Boss, what are you doing here? And what was that bullet?"
Tseng coughed, "A new type of sedative bullet, ShinRa has been working on…."
"Merely as a test, we weren't going to use them….much…." Rufus shrugged, "Well, at any rate, Reno you must be careful, in case Chale comes back again."
"Chale?!" asked Reno, his eyes going wide, "Boss?!"
"Sir, d-do you know that man…?" asked Elena uncertainly behind them.
"Yes…" sighed ShinRa ignoring the alarmed looks of his Turks. Even Tseng looked startled.
"Sir, who is he, yo? What does he want from me?"
"Kami Sihai…." sighed Rufus.
They all blinked, "Sir-?"
"He belongs to Kami Sihai, and you, Reno, know that and him very well."
Reno blinked in alarm, looking around at his fellow Turks with alarm.
Vulcan Latona grinned expectantly, waiting for a response from the group crowding the Seventh Heaven bar. The response was delayed but came none the less.
A flurry of bullets flew from the window, followed by a red mist. Latona neatly side stepped the bullets, grinning at the mist as it slowly turned into the formed a gun wielding Vincent Valentine.
"So, it is you…" smirked Latona, "Vincent Valentine; the Carrier of Chaos."
Vincent's eyes narrowed faintly, briefly noticing as Cloud jumped out the window, sword in hand, and landed next to him.
Cloud's eyes landed on Latona, rising an eyebrow, "Who are you and what do you want?"
Latona sneered at him, "Oh, the fake soldier too, how boring..."
"Answer the question," growled Vincent, aiming his gun.
"Grumpy are we? Oh well. The name's Latona and what I want is the little shinobi hiding in that bar. Hand her over."
"Why, does she owe you materia or something?"
"None of your business, faker, now hand her over."
"No way"
Latona sighed, "Fine, then I'll have to get her myself."
"Like hell you will." Vincent flew forward, Cloud by his side.
Bullets flew across the air, a shockwave of the Cloud's oversized blade puncturing the air. A minor explosion occurred; sending dust flying everywhere.
Vincent's cloak flew across them both to protect them from the dust, whipping violently at the waves rushing past.
Once it died down, they looked to see what had become of their opponent.
Cloud blinked in confusion and Vincent stared; nothing was there!
Whatever had happened, he wasn't there. Both turned to each other, Cloud shivering at a cold sensation running down his spine.
It was far too easy. And that's what bothered them both.
"Hey, Vince-"
"WATCH IT GUYS!!" shrieked Yuffie's voice suddenly.
"What-?!"
"Cloud!"
Cloud yelped in alarm as his sword wielding arm was frozen, quickly spreading across his body at a frightening pace.
He gasped and fell forward, his free arm clutching at his frozen shoulder.
Vincent gasped in alarm and saw Latona smirking at him. He was standing where Cloud had been, a glowing ice blue hand out stretched. The glow dulled and faded, revealing outline of an orb in his arm as he brushed a spike of hair from his eyes.
"Not much of fight is he?" asked Latona, pointing at Cloud, who growled in response, "I was expecting more from an Ex-Soldier, but oh well."
"You-" growled Vincent.
"Well, maybe you'll give me a better one; you are an ex-Turk after all."
Latona's arm started to glow again, this time the colour was a black/purple, which crawled up his arm like snakes.
Vincent readied himself, staring in anticipation at the cat like eyes.
Cloud, who was forcing himself off the floor with his still unfrozen arm, looked up and knelt into a crouch, waiting for the first move.
It was tense for a moment before Latona struck first, he leapt into the air at a speed rivaling Vincent's and launched the energy forward.
Vincent turned into his red wraith form as he weaved around the energy to launch an attack on Latona directly.
Cloud just avoided the energy as he jumped back, trying to thaw out his arm and rejoin the fight.
He watched as Latona slipped through Vincent's fingers, worse than Yuffie when she had gotten drunk at the bar last year.
Looking away for the briefest moment, he suddenly heard a loud "WHAM" and he looked around just in time to see Vincent's clawed arm disappear back into the red mist.
A slight scratch was etched onto Latona's face. He growled the eyes narrowing at Vincent.
"That's it," he growled, "The gloves are off now."
Latona threw his clenched hand forward, as it burst into white light and slammed into the center of the red mist.
A shriek of agony filled the air as the mist writhed at the contact, falling away from it wrapped around the man.
"VINCENT!" shouted Cloud as the man turned back into himself and crunched painfully into the asphalt.
Vincent groaned, trying to turn on his side except the pain forced him to lie back down again.
What the hell was that? His own inner demons were practically shrieking death threats, which were not helping at all as they made the pain worse.
Latona landed back to earth, advancing over the fallen man, the hand beginning to glow again.
Cloud forced himself to his feet grasping for his sword, to try and defend his fallen comrade as Latona lowered his hand.
It truly did look like curtains for Vincent as he closed his eyes.
Yet it never came as he opened his eyes, Latona was cursing and the whistling noise of a weapon flying through the air.
Its owner was hanging out the window as she caught it, staring daggers at the irate man.
His eyes narrowed, "Miss Kirasagi? Finally coming out to play? Makes my job easier."
"Get lost," growled Yuffie.
Latona growled and then jumped, suddenly appearing in front of the startled Kunoichi, who fell back into the bar with a yelp.
"Yuffie…"groaned Vincent, forcing himself up.
"YUFFIE!" shouted Cloud, as the man lent in; it looked like it was over.
A loud bang sounded and Latona was suddenly flung backwards, white green energy covering his chest as he flew.
"Barrett?!"
The man in question let out of the window, arm extended and shouted, "SCREW YOU! You ain't comin' in here!"
Latona hissed, falling into a controlled fall, leaping back up to try get into the man's face. Barrett would have fallen back if Latona hadn't suddenly froze.
Looking down at the man's chest he saw why; a large wound of blood had appeared with a large chunk taken out of his shoulder.
Looking down, Latona watched in amazement as Cloud and Vincent had both made it to their feet and attacked him.
He coughed, blood running down his face as he landed on the ground again. He glared at them both, rising before growling, "I'll get you for this and make you both pay!"
He turned his face to the window and shouted, "Kirasagi! You will be ours! They can't protect you forever! You and that Turk will be ours!"
He leapt into the air and faded away is a flash of grey light.
Cloud turned to Vincent, "You ok?"
Vincent sighed, "I've been better."
Both swayed dangerously and collapsed to the ground.
"CLOUD! VINCENT!" Tifa's voice called as she and the others came onto the scene.
Yuffie was the last to leave the bar, walking slowly up to the group before stopping just away from them.
Vincent sighed and turned to meet her face, before getting up slowly and staggering to her.
She ducked her face shamefully, "Vinny, I'm so sorry…" Tears slipped down her face.
Vincent shook his head, "Don't be."
He lent down, and to the amazement of the others, hugged the smaller body to him.
Yuffie softly began to sob, and Vincent sighed.
She knew what was happening and she would tell him.
Katfreak: Sorry about this chap guys! I wanted to put it up quickly while I had time! If anyone has any complaints please let me know and I'll redo the chapter! Sorry and thanks for reading! Please do review or what u like I don't mind! --;