A/N: This will be the end of this fic. I don't know exactly how many chapters it will end up being, but it is complete. Just a warning; there is some dark themes going on here.

Rufus glared at the screen before him, viewing the surveillance from his building. Particularly the section that housed his most trusted group, his Turks. And as he watched the footage, he found quite a few interesting trends. Though the group was a cohesive unit, prepared to die for those they worked with day in and day out, they had formed closer individual groups based on lifestyle, preference, or even romance.

Akalara and Kandi were tight, which was to be expected given their past. However, the two women also had other friends they enjoyed spending time with. Case in point, the other Amazons, as Tseng referred to them, Katrina and Ram. Akalara, of course, fraternized with Reno, as did Kandi. Again, they had a shared past. Kandi and Rude shared a child and were in a relationship as were Akalara and Revan, and Reno and Niki. Niki was also close with Akalara, Kandi, and Feather. Feather was in a relationship with Black, who also spent time with his sister Widdow. Widdow was casually dating Nina, who was partnered with N.C. N.C., Kailani, and Silhouette tended to spend time together since they were all dating band members. Brit was a bit of a loner but tended to either spend time with her partner Akalara or with Torr. Sage and Ram were in a relationship, but Sage had formed a friendship with Revan. Joel spent the majority of his days in the garage below the building customizing the vehicles, but had formed a friendship with Rude as well as a playful infatuation for Rude's girlfriend and baby mama, Kandi. However, Joel was in a relationship with Rufus' own baby mama, Lily, who happened to be Nilto's older sister. Nilto spent the majority of her time with her partner and husband Randak. Vincent and Katrina were also in a relationship as well as Tseng and Elena.

But the person he was looking for kept to herself. Magni was either in her office or out on missions. She didn't fraternize with many people, especially not on a regular basis. Save for one.

One person seemed to get all of her undivided attention and Rufus ground his teeth realizing it wasn't him. Wei Yao had stolen the heart of the woman Rufus Shinra had fallen in love with. It would be one of the last mistakes the man would ever make.

Closing the laptop calmly, Rufus rose from his desk and went to a safe in the back room of his office. Spinning the combination, he reached in and grasped the handle of the weapon he was so adept at wielding. Sliding the shotgun into place in the holster of his trench coat, he examined himself in the mirror. He looked just as he had during the Sephiroth crisis. Hard, cold, and in control.

Rufus Shinra, the cold-hearted bastard was back.

He hit the intercom for his secretary. "Amy, hold all my calls and make sure no one comes into my office," he ordered. "I'll be on an important conference call for the remainder of the day. I am not to be interrupted for any reason at all, understood?"

"Yes, President Shinra, Sir."

Rufus hit his 'Do Not Disturb' button on his phone, making it look as if he were on the call. He then locked the door to his office. Once everything was secure, he checked his equipped materia, ensuring it was all mastered to the highest level. When he was satisfied, he exited his office through a secret door in his coat closet and made his way to his private garage. Selecting one of his lower priced vehicles, he climbed into the Audi and sped off toward the Sector 5 slums in Old Midgar.

He had a deal to make with the devil.

The apartment complex looked as it had nearly ten years prior. If anything, it had improved significantly. The graffiti had been cleaned and everything seemed tidier. There were even some trees and bushes growing along the walkway.

Rufus walked purposefully up to the door and scanned the names, smirking to himself when he saw the familiar name and pressing the button next to 5-A.

"Who's there?" came the voice.

"Rufus Shinra," he replied.

A laugh. "You fuckin' kids! Go read a damn book and leave me the hell alone."

"Dizzle," Rufus said forcefully. "Let me up."

The door buzzed an instant later and Rufus swept in, taking the stairs two at a time to the fifth floor. The door was opened and suspicious eyes surveyed him as Rufus approached.

"I'll be damned," the man said, grin wide as he opened the door wider. "Rufus Shinra…oh, 'scuse me. President Rufus."

Rufus pushed his way inside the apartment and closed the door. He extended his hand in greeting. "It's been a while, Dizzle."

"Yeah, yeah, man, it has," Dizzle replied, grasping Rufus' hand firmly. "Ten years at least, bro."

"You have accomplished wonders in the neighborhood," Rufus commented. "I suppose your brand of justice is just what this community needed."

"Yeah, man, just got all the dealers and pimps out and we're doin' great," Dizzle answered with a grin. "An' they know not to fuck with my people."

Rufus returned the smile, gesturing to a picture on the table. "I see you've been busy in the last ten years," he stated. "Two children?"

"Yeah, their mom and me ain't together no more, so I don't get to see my baby girls as much as I want to, ya know?"

"I understand," Rufus said with a nod. He clasped his hands behind his back. "How would you like to change that?"

"Whaddya mean?"

"I can make it so you have full custody of your girls," he told him.

"Whoa, I don't want nothin' to happen to their mama, got it?" he growled. "She's still their mama."

Rufus sighed. "Well, killing her would have been the easy way but if you insist…I'll have the custody arrangement switched in your favor. You will get them the majority of the time and she will have visitation rights."

Dizzle eyed the powerful man skeptically. "Why you doin' this for me, bro?' he asked. "I know you don't do nothin' for nothin'."

"Of course not," Rufus countered. "I need you to do a little recon."

"You got Turks for that."

"It's on two of my Turks and I can't jeopardize the cohesiveness of the unit but pitting the entire division against two members," he growled. "It's a complicated and sensitive matter."

"You fuckin' one of them?"

"To put it bluntly, yes."

Dizzle grinned. "She cheating on you, bro?"

Rufus arched a perfectly sculpted eyebrow. "Your powers of deduction are astounding," he complimented. "Remind me again why you are not one of the Turks."

"I don't like them suits," Dizzle said adjusted his red leaf headband. "Ain't my style, bro. So your girl…she cheatin' on you with this other Turk, yeah?"

"I believe she is," he replied. "I just need hard evidence."

Dizzle eyed him thoughtfully. "And you'll get me my girls?" he asked. "And not hurt their mama?"

"On my honor."

"You're a Shinra…you ain't got no honor."

Rufus' countenance changed completely and he grabbed Dizzle by the collar. "Do not begin to compare me with my father," he spat out. "I am nothing like that man."

"Nah, cuz your Daddy wouldn't have invested more than his dick in one of his employees," Dizzle stated, not at all phased by Rufus' outburst. "You're freakin' obsessed with this chick."

Rufus glared at him, the truth of the words stabbing his heart. "Will you do it?"

"Yeah, yeah, I gotcha on this one, bro. It's cool."

Rufus released the man and straightened out his jacket. He reached into his pocket and handed Dizzle a piece of paper. "Here is the information on both individuals," he said. "Along with one of my personal cell phone numbers. Contact me in two days with an update."

Dizzle took the information and studied it. "You got it, bro," he answered. The former banger eyed Rufus again. "You sure this chick is worth all this?"

"This isn't about her," Rufus snarled. "As far as I'm concerned, the relationship is over. But if my suspicions turn out to be correct, both of them will pay for playing me for a fool."

A/N: You still with me?