-1Disclaimer: yeah you guessed it, I still don't own nothing, not final fantasy, not square enix, not even drowning pool or their lyrics. I am basically just a sad lonely boy with no possessions or prospects. But am I bitter, your damn right I am. It should be all mine and its not and there's not a damn thing I can do about it.
A/N: thanks to everyone who's read this little story and once again thanks so much to all those who took the time out to review. To Cerulean Crystal, Sjsilver, Sion0083, DCDesperado and Zellycat thank you all for your reviews, it really means a lot to me that you took the time. Special thanks as always to Alexkins and Hannahkins without who well lets just say my mum's bills for my shrink would be a whole lot bigger. Once again thanks to those who've reviewed and please continue to do so as I really do need some feedback on this. Ok here we go chapter 3. Let the bodies hit the floor.
"Let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor, let the bodies hit the floor" Drowning pool - bodies.
Let the bodies hit the floor.
Squall woke up with the feeling that he was being watched, he looked at the clock beside his bed and saw that it was 3.30 a.m. he had been asleep for less than 40 minutes. Getting up from the bed he walked to the window, he quickly saw the black car and it's two occupants. So someone was watching him he thought to himself as he walked from the window. Well then, there, now he thought as he began to get dressed, perhaps it was time to see who these two idiots worked for. He dressed quickly and headed towards the door of his one bed roomed apartment. Moving as quickly as he could he decided that he should use the back entrance to the alley behind the apartment building.
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"So why we watching this Leonheart for" Mike Zambruzzi said to the other occupant of the black chevy.
"Because the boss said so" Frankie "Big Frank" Farconi answered.
"But Why the boss want him watched" Zambruzzi asked.
"I don't know, why don't you ask him, when he gets back" Farconi said annoyed at the constant questions from the other man.
Squall snuck up behind the black chevy and took a closer look at the two gorillas inside. He knew that he would have to be quick and ruthless or this could get very ugly. He pulled the small non police issue baton from his pants and moved towards the side of the car. These crowd pleasers as the cops had christened them had been taken from circulation years ago but Squall along with a great many others still kept theirs. He reached the side of the car and with a sudden lunge he swung the crowd pleaser at the window. Mike Zambruzzi didn't have a second to react as he saw the glass shatter, he looked over to Frankie who was now slumped over the steering wheel, his nose broken in more than one place. Practically as soon as he saw this he felt the crowd pleasers full force in the side of his face. He knew his jaw was broken but that was the least of his concern, he was much more worried about the man who held him by the neck.
"Ok Zambruzzi, who you working for" Squall asked as he loosened his grip on the now prone man.
"I Don't know, we was told" Zambruzzi answered as he felt the right fist of the detective hit his solar plexus.
"Don't give me that I don't know crap Zambruzzi" Squall said menacingly.
"I Swear, I don't know nothing" Zambruzzi said his voice full of fear.
"I'm gonna give you three seconds to spill Zambruzzi, otherwise this is gonna be messy" Squall said his face a picture of controlled rage.
"Ok, Ok we was told by Biggs to come here and watch you" Zambruzzi said hoping this would be enough to keep this maniac away from him.
"Biggs huh" Squall said.
"Yeah Biggs and Wedge called Frankie and told him that we was to watch you" Zambruzzi said wishing he had decided to stay in bed.
"Well night night" Squall said as he raised the crowd pleaser and brought it crashing down on Zambruzzis thick skull.
Squall left the two men were the where, he hadn't don't any serious damage to them and well gorillas really should no better he thought to himself. So Biggs and Wedge had hired these two goons to check him out. This really was starting to make some sort of sick sense to Squall and he knew that there really was only one person who'd know what those two were involved in.
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Ma Dinchts, Garden heights hottest nightclub, the very name suggesting the complete opposite of what it was. Squall parked his black mustang in the alley at the back, it had been too long since he'd come here he thought as he got out of the car. He walked around to the front entrance knowing that only a fool would go in through the back.
"Well look what the cat dragged in don't ya know" the big black doorman said.
"And how in the hell are you Rajin" Squall said hugging the bigger man.
"I'm doing well don't ya know" Rajin his grin as big as his biceps.
"And where's fu" Squall asked.
"She's with the boss don't ya know" Rajin said as he opened the door of the club.
"I'll catch you on the flip side ok" Squall said as he raised his hand in a fist.
"Most definitely don't ya know" Rajin answered raising his own fist and punching Squalls.
The interior of the club was just as he remembered it, a mix of lights and mirrors that only someone as quirky as the owner could consider stylish. But the again the owner of this particular club was in such a powerful position in Garden Heights that what if he said it was stylish. Then there wasn't anyone big enough or brave enough to argue with him. Squall walked to the back of the club, his arrival had obviously already been relayed to the big boss. He walked to the big oak doors to find they were already open. The sight which greeted him was one he really had missed over the years.
"Put that girl down immediately" Squall said with a grin.
"Dude It's bad manners to interrupt lovers" Zell Dincht said with a smile.
"Rage" his clearly flushed companion said as she got up from his arms.
"Ah dude, now look what you've gone and done" Zell said smiling more broadly now.
For someone who was arguably the biggest gangster in Garden Heights, Zell Dincht didn't exactly look the part. His trademark white suit and black tie aside, the shock of bright blonde hair on his head made him look like a converted punk. It was however the more distinctive Tattoo on his face which people noticed first. His girlfriend was altogether more serene looking, her silver gray hair giving her the look of someone older than her twenty one years. She was dressed as usual in black leather pants and her own trademark blue military coat. The eye patch she wore was more for show than anything as those who really knew Fujin knew quite well that there was in fact nothing wrong with her eyes.
"So dude why you down here disrupting me and the little lady" Zell asked as he poured himself a drink.
"I need some info and maybe some help" Squall said closing the door behind him.
"Danger" Fujin said in her usual one worded sentences.
"I think so fu, I think so" Squall said.
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Squall sat down at the huge oak desk and told them about the murders, he told them that he had been taken off the case and reassigned. He left out the little detail about his idea that the assassin was a girl knowing full well that Zell wouldn't believe him. He told them about the Justice Department spooks and finally about Biggs and Wedge.
"Shit dude your in a world of trouble" Zell said with a sigh.
"HELP" Fujin said annoyed to her boyfriend.
"Of course hon., of course we'll help" Zell said smiling at the girl.
"Good" Fujin said as she walked over to the spiky haired blond and ruffled his hair.
"Dammit Fu, I just washed this" Zell said.
"Better" Fujin said as she kissed him.
Squall sat there watching the two lovers interact with a twinge of jealousy, he loved them both and was very happy they were still in love even after all this time. But watching them only made him remember how empty his own life really was.
"Dude, if those two psychos are checking up on you that means that there taking their orders from her" Zell said.
"I know Zell, so what the hell am I supposed to do about it" Squall asked.
"We'll take care of Biggs and Wedge isn't that right hon." Zell said kissing the girl on her forehead.
"AFFIRMATIVE" Fujin said with a smile.
"Zell man are you sure, I mean It's not really your problem" Squall said.
"Dude were family right and well as my dear old ma used to say, look after your family or I'll beat you upside your head with dis here rolling pin" Zell said with a smirk.
"Yeah ma really knew what the hell she was talking about" Squall said relieved beyond words.
"Damn right she did, so dude you hungry, I can get some hot dogs in here in like two seconds" Zell said reaching for the phone.
"Nah thanks though, I better get back checking on these damn murders" Squall said as he got up from the seat.
"Freddie" Fujin said loudly as Squall got moved towards the door.
"Oh yeah that right, dude you should check out Freddie "no nose's" place" Zell said.
"Why" Squall asked.
"Well him and Fat Tony were tight and well he also had business with Ricky and Carlo" Zell said as he nuzzled against Fujins neck.
"Thanks man for everything" Squall said as he walked from the room.
"No worries dude, now Fu where were we" Zell said as he began kissing the silver haired girl.
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Squall never even saw the guy who hit him, but as he fell to the ground he knew who had sent them. He was dragged into the back of the van unconscious and driven away quickly. He woke up tied to a chair in an abandoned warehouse to what could only be described as a nightmare. There in front of him stood the two largest goons he had ever saw in his life. But that wasn't the reason why for the first time in his life Squall Leonheart was afraid. For standing behind the two goons was the psychotic brothers grim themselves Biggs and Wedge. Two identical twins both in looks and personality, they could be called sadists but then that didn't even begin to describe the brutality these two were known for.
"Well looky her bro" Wedge the slightly younger of the two said.
"Why if it isn't Mr. high and mighty police detective himself" Biggs said smirking.
"This is gonna be fun, maybe not for you Leonheart but for my bro and me this is gonna be so much fun" Wedge said reaching for the chainsaw.
Squall looked at the maniacal faced twosome and cursed his damn luck, of all the faces to see when your about to die. These two freaks of nature would not have been on his list. He watched as Wedge fired up the chainsaw and moved towards him, so this is it he thought to himself.
"Bang".
"Bang"
"Bang"
"Bang"
The shots rang out so much more loudly through the cavernous warehouse, squall sat there in complete disbelief as he looked at the four bodies on the floor. He looked at the corpses with not a sign of life on their features, four shots and they were gone. What the hell was going on here he thought as he struggled to get free from the ropes tied around him. He released himself and ran to the window where the four bullets had entered just in time to see a figure in blue run from the rooftops. So that's the who know all I need to know is the why he thought as he watched the stunningly attractive girl disappear from his sight.
A/N: ok well hope you liked this chapter and well in the next we have a meeting between our two main protagonists and well lets just say that sparks do indeed fly.