Disclaimer: I Do not own FF7, it's characters, or anything dealing with Square Enix. This is a work of literary fiction and I do not gain anything from it other than personal pleasure.

A/N: OK. Um, I am MORE than positive that this will get me booted off of here, for good. I'm sure I may even have to do a mandatory psyche evaluation... I had WAAAAAAAAAY too much fun writing this. I have even surprised MYSELF with this one. If my husband ever read this, I have a feeling he'd be in fear of his life. Don't read it if you don't think you can handle it. You won't miss anything if you skip it, this is 100% pure torture. You have been warned. I truly hope this doesn't scare anybody off, in my defense, Mellon encouraged me to go with it. Anyway, let me know what you thought. ENJOY!

"Hey, Kee. Wait up." Yume said, rushing after her.

Keela stopped at the driverside door to look at her. "What? Did Reno send you along to spy?"

"No. And believe me, they are none too happy that I'm going with. Especially Angeal. Anyway, I was just gunna come with and see... if you'd... ya know... let me help?" She said, shakily.

Keela's right eyebrow raised. "Really? Alright, but I warn you, I learned from the best, and in some areas surpassed him. It may get pretty gruesome." Yume just nodded, and hopped into the passenger seat.

~! #$%^&*

"Damn, yo. This means I have to pick something else... right?" Reno asked Tseng.

"I suppose that would only be fair." Tseng replied.

Reno thought for a second, going over the last few minutes in his head. "Hey, if I don't get to be the one to finish that fucker off... I wanna atleast watch. OK, I've decided what I want."

Tseng frowned at his Second, "Reno, I'm not going to let you go down there and interrupt her."

"Nah, yo. I just want clearance to see the security footage." He said, grinning at his partner, who nodded.

Tseng considered them both, "Alright, if Keela doesn't disable the camera, I will consent to let you watch it."

~! #$%^&*

Keela pulled into Reno's designated parking space at headquarters. She and Yume got out and made their way into the building. Yume shivered a bit after Keela put her badge on, after signing in.

"Are you cold?" She asked her.

Yume shook her head, "No, this place just puts me on edge a little. I'm fine."

Keela nodded and headed to the elevator bank. Once they got to the TURK floor, Keela treaded the well worn path to Tseng's office. She walked in, confidently, and headed straight for a picture that was hanging in the inlet next to his desk. She lifted the picture from it's hook, revealing a very high tech wall safe, of sorts. There was a keypad set into the front, and she entered the code in. A high- pitched beeping indicated it was safe to open it. Once she got it open, she took out the over- sized steel briefcase. Setting it onto Tseng's desk, she punched in another code, she was almost ready to place her thumbprint on it to be verified, when Yume spoke up.

"Are you sure Tseng didn't reset that thing after you left the company?" She asked.

Keela smiled, "I know, that if Tseng kept my company log in and clearance still active, he most definitely kept this active as well."

Yume nodded, but began to look around apprehensively. Keela pressed her thumb onto the scanner. She smiled when the print turned green and she heard the locks release. As she opened it, Yume looked over at it and gasped.

"Gods, what is all that?!" She asked.

Keela sighed, and smiled as she ran her hand along the tops of some of the devices. "Tools of a misspent youth. Well, Tseng's misspent youth, mostly. But some of them are my inventions. Torture devices, Tseng and I use, well used to use. But, happily, those times are back. You really have no idea how much I love my job."

Keela went back to the safe and locked it back up. After putting the picture back into it's rightful place, she closed up the briefcase and looked up at Yume. "Ready?" Yume nodded, and they were off to the detention floor.

~! #$%^&*

Once they arrived down at the detention level, Keela met up with an old co- worker. "Well, Keela, sure is nice to see you back in my neck of the woods. What can I do for you?" The man asked.

"Hello, Rudy." She smiled, "Just here to visit a prisoner. Reno and Rude brought him in awhile back."

"Oh, yes. 773. Tseng called and said someone would be coming to see him. I put him in Tseng's usual room, I'm sure you don't mind." Rudy said, knowingly.

"Not at all. Thank you, Rudy. A pleasure, as always." She said back, warmly.

Keela lead the way, as she and Yume walked past several interrogation rooms. "Are you really going to use all of those?" Yume asked, motioning towards the case.

"Sister, don't forget what we are. I may be a TURK, but as a witch, I can do things to him without even touching him that will surpass many of the objects in here." She said, patting the large case.

Shortly, they arrived at the room that housed the man they were here for. Keela took a deep breath, "You still OK with this?" She asked.

Yume nodded, "Yeah, let's do this." She got a gleam in her eye that sparked a smile out of her sister.

"Damn, girl. I think I love you, this is going to be fun. Your zest for this, may be the beginning of a beautiful friendship." She smiled at Yume, and opened the door.

~! #$%^&*

"Well, Well. Isaac." Keela crooned. "Looks like you found out the hard way that my brother is a TURK, and so is my husband."

The man looked at her in disdain.

"But, I'll bet you didn't know that I'm a TURK as well. I'm also a witch, unfortunately for you. And so is she." She said, motioning towards Yume.

Yume gave her a worried look, but Isaac nearly jumped. "What do you want?" He spat out.

"I was curious, Isaac. What were your intentions? Robbery? Rape? Or, did you just plan on harshly sending my spirit into the lifestream, prematurely?" She asked, as she leaned against the table that held the steel case.

When he didn't answer her, she shrugged. "Doesn't matter. I can get over a curiosity. I bring good news, though. After tonight, there won't be anymore torture to endure."

Isaac still refused to say anything, he just looked from her to Yume.

Keela grabbed two sets of latex gloves, and handed one to Yume, before putting on her own. "Safety, first." She smiled. Keela continued talking, as she opened the case and took out a syringe. "Here, I heard you passed out during the last session. Can't have you doing that again, can we?" She asked, rhetorically, as she injected the man.

"Right, now then, since we are clearly past the pleasantries... let's begin." She smiled, knowing she was going to enjoy this.

See anything you like? She asked Yume, silently.

Yume walked over to where her sister was at. Hm. This looks interesting. She answered back, pointing to an odd looking knife.

Keela smiled. That's used for cutting tendons. Messy, but fun.

Yume smiled back, meekly. You start. I'll just watch for a bit.

Keela nodded, and picked up the knife. She grinned in delight, as she walked over to where the man was chained, on the top of a polished steel table. She paused, remembering something. "How could I forget?" She asked out loud. She walked back to the case and took out a modified horse bridle. She returned to the man, and fastened it in place. The silver bar made it impossible to speak, and the tiny spikes that lined it, caused a person to bleed if anything touched it.

Keela decided to start at his Achilles tendon's first. Taking his left foot in one hand, she placed the knife at an angle underneath his ankle, pointing up. Swiftly, she dug it in and sliced the exposed tendon. Ignoring his screams, she proceeded to do the same to his right foot, before moving up to his knees. Again, she took the knee cap in one hand and sliced the tendon underneath with the other. She followed up with his other knee cap and moved onto his elbows, doing both of those the same way.

The man was doing his best to squirm away, but the loss of tendons in his appendages, made it nearly impossible. His screaming brought a smile of sheer bliss to Keela's face. She walked over to the tiny sink and began to clean the knife. Are you still OK? She asked Yume.

Yeah. It's amazing to watch you work. Don't tell Angeal, ya know the whole 'honor' thing, but I love this shit. She smiled wide at Keela, May I? She asked, signaling towards the case.

Help yourself. She said, as she finished sanitizing the little knife. She walked over by Yume and put the little gem back in it's rightful place.

Yume scanned the objects, her eyes settling on another type of knife. Picking it up, she looked over at Keela.

Ohh. Good choice. You'll need my help with that one though. She led Yume over to the man, and took ahold of his cock. OK. Now, what you want to do, is take two fingers and hold the head, while you trim the sides off of the tip. Do you get what I mean?

Yume nodded, and smiled. It was a good thing they could communicate this may, otherwise they wouldn't be able to hear each other over his screams, and the occasional gurgle of blood when his tongue would hit the bar and get cut. She took ahold just like Keela had said, and placed the sharp tool on the side of his dick, right under the mushroom- like head. She grinned eagerly, as she guided the knife upward, sheering off the side of his head. The blood made it a little slippery, but she was able to do it to the other side as well.

She was glad Keela was holding it though, because the man apparently, was still able to move his hips. Keela gave her a proud look and let go of the man, to take the knife from her and walk it over to the little sink. Continuing on with the knife motif, she saw what looked like a cigar cutter, only a bit bigger. She held it up for Keela to see.

Ah, yes. A classic. That little baby, has a fascination for fingers and toes... although I did use it on a dick once, oh, and a woman's nipples. Looks like Rude had his fun already on his, though. She said, as she looked over her shoulder.

Ah, um. Bone... maybe you should do this one... I might mess it up. She said, handing the cutter over to Keela, who had just replaced the now pristine knife. Keela took it with a smile.

Walking to the man's feet again, she grabbed ahold of his toe, and slide the cutter around it. She took a second to choose how much she wanted to cut off, then let the springs retract, slicing his big toe off just above the first knuckle. She held the leftover piece in her hand and motioned for Yume to bring over the plastic container that was sitting by the sink.

Yume placed the bowl down onto the table, and watched as Keela followed suit on the other toes. The cutter sliced through skin and bone like they were soft butter. The man tried to move, of course, but the lack of tendons and Keela's firm hold, made it impossible to get away. She moved up to his hands, and looked straight into his eyes with a smile, as she sliced off his left pointer finger above the first knuckle, just as she had with his toes. Doesn't that make you sick? Ya know, being pregnant and all? Yume asked.

Keela shook her head, No. I'd be disappointed if it did... Being sick and twisted, is kind of a prerequisite to being a TURK. Well, an unspoken prerequisite, really. I'm sure we have some normal TURKS... somewhere. I take that back, perhaps it isn't unspoken. I'm almost positive I've read somewhere that mental instability of some sort is required. Of course, that might have been pure fadder. Keela finished off his fingers and handed the cutter to Yume. Would you like to do his elbows, young padawan? She smiled. Yume gleamed, and nodded.

She took one bent arm in her hand and positioned the cutter against the tip of his right elbow. The sickening slicing sound it made, before the tip fell to the table, made Yume's heart skip a beat. If Angeal ever knew what she was doing, she was sure he'd turn tail and run. She walked around the table and did the same to his other elbow, before handing the tool to Keela, who took it over to clean it.

After she had made the cutter gleam, she walked over and placed it in the case. She smoothly picked up a little pen- like object and smiled. Yume gave her a puzzling look, but she just kept smiling and walked back to the table. Yume looked on, as Keela took the man's extremely bloody dick, and raised it up. She motioned for Yume to hold it up for her, and when she did, Keela took hold of the man's ballsack.

Holding down a little button near the top of the pen, she drew a line across the skin that held the sack to his body. Yume watched in wonder as the pen seared through his flesh and Keela was able to place the, now disconnected, sack in the container with his other small appendages. She then walked over and grabbed some sanitary wipes and cleaned off the tip of the pen, before returning it to the case. Awesome. Yume grinned.

Keela smiled back at her. She picked up the torture gun, and flipped a switch on it. Walking over, she placed the tip just inside his nose. She pulled the trigger slowly, and pushed one of the buttons. The man's screams were cut short, as his head started to shake a bit. Projectile, shot into his brain, through his nasal cavity. She told Yume. It sends shocks every few seconds.

Satisfied, Keela wiped down the gun, before putting it back. She took the bowl of parts from the table and brought it over, sitting it next to the case. She focused on it for a second, before the man started screaming and the contents of the bowl burst into flame. Why is he screaming? Yume asked.

Keela grinned, devilishly. The spell I used makes it so he feels the burning, as if they were still connected to his body. After the bowl was turned to ash, and all that was left of the body parts were the bones, Keela took out an evidence bag and brushed the mess into it.

You have GOT to teach me that! Yume giggled.

Alright, only one thing left to do. Keela said. She walked up to the man, arms folded. "I hope you have learned your lesson. Normally, I would heal you up and send you on your way. But this wasn't a normal session. If I were to release you, I have no doubt that you would be hunted down and killed. Think of this as a courtesy." Keela focused for a second again, and after a muted grunt, the man collapsed.

Yume asked, outloud, "What did you do?"

Keela smiled, "I exploded his brain, instant death. Now that our fun is over, the cleaning begins." She said, starting the tidious clean up. "You can sit back and relax, and after I'm done, we'll head home. I'm sure the party is over by now."

~! #$%^&*

Tseng sat in bed, next to a snoring Rufus, his personal computer was set up on his lap. He smiled at what he saw on the live feed. "That's my girl."

He shut down his computer, and placed it on the night stand, before curling up next to Rufus. "It's over, Koibito." He said, placing a kiss on his lover's right temple.

"As it should be." Rufus mumbled, before resuming his snores. Tseng nestled in beside his lover, a distinct smile of pride on his face.