Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy VII, sorry.

A/N Cheers! Welcome to today's death, part of which comes from a request. That and I enjoyed the thought of Hojo suffering from a sort of old school punishment dealt out in spades in pop culture. Ladies and Gentlemen Elena of the Turks!

Elena sighed looking out the window, this was so annoying; Hojo was telling Tseng off for not being able to find Sephiroth. It was really starting to irk her that he was doing that, Tseng was the nicest man she'd ever met, and Hojo, well Hojo wasn't. He'd been going on for ages about, 'how the Turks were all failures' this and 'they should all be sacked' that. It was starting to get really hard for her to take.

"Well then Turk, last chance, find Sephiroth or I'll see you never live through this," Hojo spat at Tseng before turning and leaving.

She glared at the back of Hojo's head as he walked away before going over to Tseng, "are you alright Mr. Tseng?"

He looked up at her, "fine… I'm fine."

Elena's brows furrowed studying him, he looked really tired, "sir, if nothing else I think you're doing a good job."

"Thank you Elena, now if you don't mind I'd like to be alone for a while," Tseng muttered rubbing the bridge of his nose.

"Oh, yes sir," she sighed leaving and closing the door. She walked down the hall feeling really badly about getting Tseng in trouble. She stopped seeing Hojo lingering by the coffee machine in the employee lounge on that floor. The man was really bugging her, everything from the way he was wasting the coffee to the way he was putting the creamer in by the teaspoon so perfectly. Not to mention he was humming horrifically out of tune with whatever he was humming.

Elena was completely furious now, however she wanted to kill him without arousing too much suspicion. She grabbed her pistol out of her coat and slammed the butt into Hojo's temple sending him out cold. She put this pistol away and grabbed Hojo by the upper arms dragging him down the hall.

Kicking open the door to the bathroom she pulled him inside and into one of the stalls and stuck his head in the toilet. She stood around watching as he kept breathing in water, until his body slackened and a small gush of bubbles came out of his mouth.

"Wow…" Elena muttered looking around, she quickly pulled his body over to the janitorial closet across the hall and shoved him in.

She heard footsteps coming down the hall, slamming the door she leaned against it. Tseng emerged looking at her perplexed, "Elena what are you doing?"

"Oh Mr. Tseng nothing," she replied hastily.

He shook his head, "if you say so." He gave the door an approving once over before continuing down the hall.