Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me, (except Urufu) so don't blame me that the Turks didn't feature enough in the game... *sticks tongue out*
"Now, is that your rod or are you just happy to see me?"
Reno squinted as he opened his eyes, leaning over him with a very disapproving smile on her face; was a painfully blurry Elena. As she slowly came into focus, he jerked up; hand shooting to his head.
"Gah." He winced, and looked at his hand in surprise, it was warm with blood.
"You know, I would say 'I told you so..' but-"
"Shut it Elena." Reno snapped, not in the mood for her to gloat.
As he wobbled to his feet, with what felt like the worlds worst hangover, the realisation of the trouble they were in slowly dawned.
"Where is everyone?" He asked hurriedly, brushing himself down; the floor of a bar in the scummier part of town weren't exactly the cleanest places to take a nap.
"Rude is outside making some calls, we've alerted Tseng and Rufus about you're little... mishap." She grinned, seeming to love the fact that she was rescuing him for a change, oh and the fact that what she'd been saying all along about that silly girl was in fact correct.
"Never mind the fact that I nearly got my skull smashed in." Reno thought grumpily to himself as he headed sharply out the door to speak to Rude.
"Oh, he's awake now. Would you like to speak to him Mr. President?" Rude still sported his trademark sunglasses, even though it was the dead of night. His voice was calm, though Reno could tell he was worried as he handed him the phone; an anxious expression set firmly on his face.
"Yo."
"What happened?" Rufus snapped, his words being less of a question, and more of a threat. Reno sighed angrily.
"I'll explain later, where are you?"
"What makes you think you can talk to me like that; do you know what you've done?"
"What I've done? Who was the idiot who hired her?! Don't take the piss just because I was the one she-" He stomped on the ground, trying to control his temper, "This isn't important right now, you can fire me later or whatever you jerk assholes do when you cock things up, where are you?!"
Reno heard the president bite his tongue, before steely replying.
"I'm in my office."
He didn't question what the hell he could possibly have to do at this time of night in the newly erected Shin-Ra Electric Company building.
"Just, just keep your gun nearby." He sighed, and hung up before Rufus could say anything else.
He turned to his comrades; Elena looked at him in a worried manner.
"Reno? What... what's going on?"
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She would have plenty of time. She made sure before she left that Reno wasn't conscious, so he couldn't have activated the distress signal device on his Electromagnetic rod, and she's stolen his cell phone so he couldn't have called for help.
"Unless that stupid Elena twigged something was wrong. She's even been calling up his apartment every evening to make sure he gets home safe. She's suspected something ever since the beginning."
Luckily, she'd bugged the entire place, and knew that Elena would phone every night at eleven.
"I left the bar at half ten, so that's given me at least half an hour head start... Damn, I just wish I didn't have to run, if they're following me and are in a vehicle..." She bit her lip as she thought what would happen if they caught her up.
Suddenly, she realised that she was there; the Shin-Ra building. It was a huge ugly thing that towered into the sky, almost as high and as hideous as the old one that stood in Midgar before it was destroyed by Weapon. No troops stood guarding its doors, no intricate security system to stop her accessing the top floors, though it was still a maze of rooms, the downsizing certainly made her job a lot easier.
She soon found herself climbing the stairs, the elevator would be too noisy, and alert anyone who was still here of her presence.
"Even if they do find me, I've still got my gun." She grimaced as she scaled flight after flight of steps.
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"We're going to be too late!" Elena squeaked, clutching the car seat in fear, as Reno dived around a sharp corner, narrowly avoiding another lamppost.
"We're fine." He barked back at her, eyes firmly set on the road ahead, squinting slightly as the blood from his wound trickled into his eyes; and revved the engine higher.
"What if we're too late though? What if she steals the files? What if she hurts the Presid-"
"Rufus can look out for himself Elena, you know that." Rude interjected, his composure regained. Elena frowned anyway.
"Reno, what are in those files?" She queried, even though he carried the keys, she doubted any of them actually knew, except maybe for Tseng.
"Everything."
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"So even you didn't account for everything." Rufus smirked, shotgun pointed directly at the woman standing in the doorway.
"Mr President, sir, I never realised you worked so hard! How come your late night antics escaped me?" Urufu chuckled, began walking forwards, hands raised in surrender.
"There will always be things that escape the eyes of even the most perceptive of people."
"You're quite the philosopher aren't you?"
"If you were to believe it so." He cocked the gun, ready to fire.
"Are you going to shoot me Rufus?" She smiled.
"What happened to the formalities?" He grinned back at her, amused.
"Formalities are for those who have too much time to spare; I'm on a deadline I'm afraid."
"Deadline? Who is it that you work for then, if it's not myself?"
The woman's eyes glinted in the moonlight that shone through the large window behind the desk in which the President was sitting. He almost shivered, now she was so close, he could see the beads of perspiration running down her neck from her sprint up the stairs.
"Now there's a question. Who do any of us work for? Is it for the sake of our employers, for the sake of our families, or for the sake of ourselves?"
"Now who's being the philosopher?" Rufus sighed. "But I'm tired of these games you're playing; you've wasted enough time, if you're just going to stand there, them I'm afraid I'm going to have to shoot you."
He pulled the trigger.
Urufu ducked and swung her leg out across the floor, catching the back of Rufus' large chair; tipping it over and knocking him backwards. Before he could react, his shotgun was kicked viciously out of his hand and a large pistol placed to his forehead.
"Who said I was playing games?" She snarled.
The door burst open.
"Mr President!!" Elena cried and swung her pistol forward, before recoiling in surprise.
"Elena, Rude, Reno! So nice of you to join us." Rufus quipped, after being hoisted up off the floor and quickly ensnared in the arms of the traitor; gun aimed at his temple all the while.
The three Turks stood stone still at the doorway, weapons aimed at the ready.
"Elena, you're a very sharp girl, you ought to get a promotion!" Urufu laughed as she unlocked the desk draw with the keys she swiped from Reno's jacket, and removed the contents from within. "But I think you know what will happen if you and your buddies don't lower your weapons." She motioned at the president, who was quite calmly smiling in the midst of it all.
Reluctantly, the group lowered their weapons to the ground, Reno snorted in disgust, voice thick with contempt.
"I'll be taking these now if you don't mind, and, I'd appreciate it if you didn't follow me." She clasped the fist thick folders tightly in her hand. "And, I, I am sorry you know. I wish it didn't have to be this way but..." She trailed off into silence briefly, her tone was undeniably, genuinely regretful, "but I guess that's just the way of the world; we are all in debt to someone or another..."
All of a sudden, with a tremendous kick, she knocked the huge heavy desk onto its side; sending papers and stationary flying and threw Rufus forward; sending him sprawling across the floor. She smashed through the glass window and ran onto the balcony, taking out the fold-away parachute she had hidden in the lining of the jacket and leapt of the edge, spiralling down into the darkness belong.
"After her!" Rufus cried fiercely, clutching his shoulder where it had caught on the heavy oak desk. "Leave me damn it and get after her!"