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Walking Out on Destiny	By : HarliqueenNight Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2575 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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A/N: thank you for everyone who has been sticking to the story thus far. I love you all. At this point we're nearing the end of part one and things will get a bit tragic from here. if it gets too bad, please hang in there. it can't rain every day you know.

Those of you who are weirded out by the fact that Hojo is cool, i would like to say i'm basing his voice on the Japanese voice. That guy's voice was amazing, while the American reminded me of some kinda creepy pedophile or something XD so when i say his voice is deep that's the angle i'm going for! Also, I have yet to have a permanent love interest for Vincent so choose your favorite, let me know why, and we'll see who wins. Please give it a try cause if its left up to me, i'll continue to make Vincent a bit of a slut XD

To Mizpercieved: its such a pleasure to have you keeping up with my fanfic since i've like read every single one of yours and enjoyed them! to answer your question, that was who you thought it was in Costa De Sol. Had to put him somewhere XD. I hope you continue reading it

DTE: you have been with me since the beginning huh! XD I'm glad you stuck around and your reviews always make me very happy!

To Everyone else who has been reviewing: Thank you soo soo much! ^ ^

Now without further ado.

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Walking Out on Destiny

Episode 10: The Break…

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~Eight Months Later~

Vincent carried Lady ShinRa into Hojo's office, kicking the door open. "What the hell is wrong with you! What is the point of having your phone number in an Emergency if you don't fucking answer it!"

Hojo blinked in confusion at the woman in Vincent's arms. "What's happened?"

Lady ShinRa casually put her first cigar in months to her lips and looked at Hojo while rubbing her stomach. "I think I might be in labor. Pain feels about the same as when I got my pelvis crushed when Reginald got into it with those gangsters, so I'm pretty sure its labor."

"Well shit," Hojo said getting to his feet and throwing his half smoked cigarette away. For once he was ill-prepared and nervous. "We need to get her to the medical wing!"

"Told you," she said inhaling. "I was going to the medical wing in the first place."

"How did you end up carrying her?"

"She was walking through the labs on her own, I would've never known if she wasn't wearing white. Her water broke. The only thing I could think of was getting her to you; the medical wing didn't cross my mind."

Elloria blew smoke in Vincent's face and popped his cheek scolding like. "No. Bad dog."

Vincent stared blankly at her then turned his attention to Hojo. "So I should get her to the medical wing, then?"

"That would be a start," he said getting his badge. "She can't very well have the baby here."

"I think I very well can," she said calmly. "In the few minutes you two took to have this conversation, I've lost feeling in my legs and I can honestly say I'm in FUCKING PAIN! NOW PUT ME DOWN!"

Vincent flinched and looked around for a spot to place her. Hojo pulled out the couch bed he used for overnighters. "Put her there before she screeches again."

"That's certainly how to keep funding Kanaye," she grimaced.

"Only calling it how I see it." As an afterthought he snatched the cigar from her lips.

"Son of a whore, I either have a smoke or a drink before this little bastard is born or I can just blow your damn brains out right now, Kanaye!"

Hojo glanced at Vincent who shook his head. He held up her pump shotguns and her pearl handle pistol. Hojo smirked. "Well dear, it seems the only thing you're going to shoot out is that baby."

"Oh you son of a bitch, Vincent!" she growled.

Hojo went to his personal pharmacy. "No need to be so uptight. I have something good for you. Epidural should be a nice apology," he sniffed. "Valentine what's that god awful smell?"

Vincent sniffed then looked toward Hojo's desk. "…your desk is on fire…"

"What?" he whipped around to find his trash can up in flames.

Vincent took off his coat and tried to smother it.

"Oh great," Elloria yelled. "Fun thing to tell my son. Mommy tell me about the day I was born. Oh son, when you were born everything went up in flames!"

"Elloria would you kindly shut up!" Hojo snapped bringing the fire extinguisher. Vincent stepped back and watched the flames die.

Vincent sighed. "You need to be more careful."

"I need no advice from someone who didn't bring the pregnant woman to the medical wing."

"At least I was available."

"Still having a baby, gentlemen!"

"Shit!" Hojo muttered going over to her. "Vincent, roll her on her stomach and support her. I'm going to give her an epidural so she'll shut the hell up."

"A little late for that one, don't you think?"

"You won't be saying that when Rufus pushes past that ruined pelvic bone."

She twitched and didn't fight when Vincent pulled her into his arms. Hojo muttered for her to hold still. Once he was done, he situated her on the couch bed and placed pillows behind her muttering about how he would burn that bed when it was over. Vincent held her hand. Hojo laughed when he spotted this.

"Oh that's the worst thing you could possibly do my friend. Lucrecia broke three of my intern's fingers and fractured his wrist. I can only imagine what damage a real woman could do to you."

"Wait what?" Vincent gasped and cringed. "AH! SON OF BITCH!"

Elloria crushed his hand as a wave of pain passed through. "You can fight all you want, you little bastard but you're not lodging in my body a minute longer! You owe rent!"

Vincent put his head down on the bed and hit the pillow with his good hand as Elloria held tight to his hand. Hojo brought a basin of hot water.

"Hope that isn't your gun hand."

"It's not," Vincent replied nearly crying at the vice grip on his abused fingers.

"What do you expect Valentine. She's Mako enhanced."

"Last I checked, so was I!" Vincent paused when he realized the grip on his hand slackened. "…what the hell? Are you alright, how do you feel?"

Lady ShinRa laid back casually against the cushions with a calm, blank expression on her face. "Not too bad…"

"What did you do?" Vincent asked accusingly.

"She's high as a kite, we can work now."

The door burst open and Nobel followed by the sun kissed Melitta came through the door. Melitta tied her locks back and Nobel took off her jacket.

"We late, Lady ShinRa?" Melitta asked grinning.

"Helena, Lita, you missed the fun. The place was on fire!" she giggled.

Nobel looked at Hojo. "Epidural?"

"Almost lethal dose."

"How horrible of you!"

"She'll live."

"Jeez, boss, what happened to ya?"

"Labor," Vincent muttered and hissed when Melitta set his fingers. "Now I remember why I never wanted kids in the first place."

Elloria swatted at Nobel who was trying to take off her suit. Nobel popped her hands and cut the pants off her. "Can't believe we're doing this in here, Professor. Can't we just get a stretcher? She's only in labor."

Hojo shook his head. "With how delicate her pelvis bone is, I believe it's safer to leave her right where she is."

"If you say so sir," Nobel popped Elloria's hand. "Leave my hair alone, ma'am."

Melitta laughed as she wrapped Vincent's fingers. "I think ya need to sit this one out, boss. This is better left to women."

"I doubt I'm a woman, Turkette," Hojo said in passing.

"Fine, women and 'other' then. Anyone tried to contact old loud mouth?"

Vincent nodded. "I contacted Tsuki since she's on guard duty. She claims he is occupied."

"Too occupied to see his own heir come into the world?" Nobel asked, disgusted.

"He is who he is, Nobel," Melitta said with a shrug. "I mean whatcha expect when all he do is fuck around on Lady."

"I don't want him here."

The Turks turned and looked at their beloved lady who, though drugged, seemed perfectly lucid. "Do not call him here. If Rufus is going to be brought into this world, I don't want Reginald to have any part of it. I want this child to be mine and only mine."

"Lady…" Melitta whispered.

"That's the end of it! Now," she laid back limply. "Let's get this bastard out of me."

The two female Turks looked at Vincent who smiled gently. "Yes, my lady. I'll tell Tsuki not to say anything until it over."

Vincent willingly let himself out of the room and waited in the hallway. It didn't take long, surprisingly. He'd heard rumor that it sometimes took whole days to have a baby but Rufus was ready to get the hell out of dodge and start running the company. It was several painful sounds that didn't belong to Elloria and a gunfire before Vincent heard the sound of powerful lungs crying at the world. This amounted out to about five or six hours. Vincent sighed and decided it was safe to peek in. Elloria laid exhausted and unconscious, her lower half covered by a blanket. Nobel was cleaning off the crying baby while Melitta attempted to get the bullet lodged out of the wall grumbling about there being such a thing as too many guns. Hojo sat in his office chair on the phone, ordering for Elloria to be moved to the medical wing where she could rest properly. Vincent sat next to the unconscious woman and brushed her sweat maddened hair away from her face. He kissed her bad eye and cradled her in his arms. Veld suddenly burst through the door with Dante.

"She alright? I came as soon as I got the message!" Veld asked quickly.

Vincent nodded and gestured to the crying baby in Nobel's arms. Dante watched the way Nobel gazed upon Rufus tenderly and a saddened expression was on his face. Vincent spied this and locked eyes with Veld who shook his head. Nobel passed the baby to Melitta who cooed at it.

"A child loved by murders," Dante said jokingly. "Isn't that a sight?"

Nobel narrowed her eyes at him. "At least he made it here and has someone to love him."

Dante averted his eyes from her. The tension in the room was thick but no one wished to say anything to them about it. Hojo hung up the phone.

"If you're going go through this soap opera bullshit, would you please do it far away from my office? I'm weary enough as it is."

"Gladly!" Nobel scoffed and left the room. "Take care of those fingers properly, Vincent."

After Lady ShinRa was moved, Veld had a private talk with Hojo. Soon after that, the elite Turks were called into Veld's office for a meeting. Vincent was sitting casually atop his desk while Melitta toyed with Veld's paper weights. Nobel sat in the chair across from Dante with her eyes clothes while Dante stole glances at her. Veld rubbed his temples as they waited. They had two more members to show before they could start. Before long they heard the powerful click of high heels and the patter of boots near the door. It opened revealing a beautiful woman with a high ponytail and tribal feathers attached to the side of her hair. She was a tall Cosmo Canyon beauty, with strong cheekbones and a regal face. Despite her uniform, she did not look like a woman of Turk. She wore the female uniform, her skirt slit high so that her side arm could be easily grabbed from her leg. She nodded to Veld silently. Behind her, a child closed the door. He looked adorable in his Turk uniform and his messy blue streaked blond. A pair of engineering goggles rested on his head proving he'd been working on something when he had been called. He was only fifteen and looked even younger than that considering how short he was for his age. But despite his age, his frost blue eyes showed a certain darkness that came with how they lived. Vincent was suddenly reminded of Tseng when he stared into Kid's eyes. That thought made him turn away from Kid. He'd never agreed to take into Turk with them but at the same time, they wouldn't leave him to the streets. He was the best weapon smith and computer tech they had. Tsuki and Kid had been partners since they had stumbled upon him and his mythril mining family in Kalm. For some reason, they worked well together.

Veld cleared his throat, his voice taking on the tone of a leader rather than just their friend Veld. "We all know why we are here. The heir to ShinRa was born today and with him came some consequences. I talked to Hojo after Lady ShinRa was examined for complications and I found out that having Rufus has taken a severe toll on her body."

Everyone gave nervous looks to each other; even Vincent fidgeted a bit. "What's happened Veld?"

"Lady ShinRa has injury to the lower half of her body. Having the baby naturally has done…something or other to her lower extremities and as a result she has been paralyzed from the waist down. She no longer can walk…she…" Veld licked his lips.

Nobel gasped and covered her mouth and Vincent whipped his head in Veld's direction. They all knew what this meant. Elloria could not walk, meaning she was weak. If she was weak then she was defenseless to the dealings of ShinRa. Veld managed to continue.

"She will be released from the hospital in a couple of weeks. In that time, I want one of us to be at her side at all times. No Turk trainee, no newly graduated Turk, no regular Turk who just so happens to have good skill. I command that it be one of us and always one of us at her side!"

"You don't even have to say, sir," Dante said firmly. "That is our Lady!"

"We wouldn't dare let anybody hurt Lady!" Melitta growled.

"The problem is not letting them hurt her. The problem is surviving so that they can't get to her. I will make this clear to you all. Elloria Gainen ShinRa is the only thing that stands between us and President ShinRa! Now, consequentially, we stand between her and her husband's whims. We can't…" Veld's voice wavered.

"We can't allow the Turks to fall," Vincent took up the slack seamlessly, his voice becoming that of the Commander rather than just second in command. "Elloria raised each and every one of us from a ragtag gang of criminals and rebellious blue bloods and made us who we are. When ShinRa rose fully to power, she could've left us behind but did not. She brought us up with her and now everything we have is thanks to her! If she falls, we all do. Have no delusions, President ShinRa hates us. He will do anything to have us replaced by his SOLDIERs and no amount of love for his wife will change that. After all, she's given him what he wanted now."

"Then I guess we better fucking hold it down then!" Dante said.

"Nothing is going to happen to Lady ShinRa," Nobel said darkly. "I will be dead before I see it so."

"If he so much as touches her," Kid said his young voice out of place among them. "I'll be sure that there will be no more ShinRa heirs."

"There is no need to discuss this matter, commanders," Tsuki said serenely. "We are all ready to die for Lady ShinRa and will not live to see her hurt."

"Then it's settled. Lady ShinRa will live to see Rufus take this company from that grubby bastard's hands, even if it means over our dead bodies. We swear it here and we swear it now on our brotherhood as Turks."

"Cold, calculated, clean," Nobel said with a nod.

Dante cracked his knuckles. "Black and White by the book, no delusions about what we do."

"Under the moonlight of night and shadow of the day," Tsuki and Kid said simultaneously.

"Blessed be our steel and rounds, no witnesses, no survivors," Melitta added.

"One Shot," Vincent said firmly.

"Two Kills," Veld responded.

"The Clandestine Dark Suits," they said together. "We are Turk!"

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Once news of Rufus's birth and Elloria's condition spread, President ShinRa called a board meeting for all departments. Hojo, Gast, Reeve, Veld and Vincent, Scarlet, Palmer in place of Cid and a new man named Heidegger sat around the table. Heidegger kept looking at Veld and Vincent, his gullet shaking every time he chuckled. Veld brushed his fingers soothingly over Vincent's twitching trigger finger, deterring the gunman from killing the fool.

"How is this to be done, Mr. President?" Reeve implored. "Your wife has been the sole sponsor for the Urban Development department. She's been overseeing Midgar's constant development since I was hired. If she's not manager of it then who will be?"

President ShinRa chuckled coldly at the young architect. "Why I believe the best answer to your question is a promotion."

Reeve's doe brown eyes widened. "Sir? Are you sure that's wise? I have good faith in my abilities, but, are you certain I will be suited to the demands of this?"

Scarlet laughed. "Oh Reeve, no one other than Lady ShinRa has put more time into the Urban Development Department than you. Even though you're barely twenty, you've achieved progress beyond our expectation. Though it should surprise no one; you were handpicked by Lady ShinRa. You would do fine if she were ever incapacitated."

"I swear I already mentioned her current condition Scarlet," the president growled disdainfully.

"Oh yes, you mentioned a condition, not a disability," Scarlet replied, a dark lilt to her tone. "Make no mistake, her brilliant mind still holds sway and her hands are still capable. I don't think that makes her incapacitated at all."

"She is correct," Gast interjected. "Hojo and I have examined her numerous times for the past three weeks and can honestly say that there is nothing incapacitated about this woman. She's still very capable."

President ShinRa looked to each Head of Department with calculating eyes. His eyes lingered on the Turk Commanders with cold hatred. "So, you all do not wish to give my wife a rest from being Vice President?"

"We believe she should continue to be allowed to do as she pleases, sir," Veld said.

"Heidegger, what do you believe? You've been awfully quiet."

"Gyaha! I was enjoying the bickering," the fat man leaned back in his chair. "I think that the loyalty the company has to your wife is amusing, but no woman should be allowed to Vice President of such a prestigious and busy company. In fact, you have a woman over Weapon's Development. You hit the wrong time of the month and that will turn into one hell of a mess."

Scarlet's eyes widened in shock. "Excuse me, Heidegger was it? Did I hear you right?"

"Having been a friend of the presidents for a while, I believe I have more insight of his thoughts. And I can tell you are ready to take your company back from your wife's feminine wiles. You should start by doing something about all these women who hold such power. You have your wife who has had a strangle hold on the company while you've been second string. Then there is Scarlet here who is just as blond…enough said."

Scarlet was fuming, her breath coming in quick pants through her nose. Reeve placed a hand on her shoulders in hopes to sooth the woman's assaulted pride. Scarlet closed her eyes and breathed deep, holding in what could surely make things worse.

"Then I hear one of your leading ladies have vanished. Lucrecia Crescent-Hojo? Is that right?" Hojo didn't react to the bait. Heidegger laughed his awful horse laugh. "She used to have her husband chasing after her all the time over little affairs. I even heard about the first one being one of your prestigious Turks. Never gave his name, but I assure you his features are very distinguishing, wouldn't you say?"

Vincent's hand twitched in Veld's and he tore away from his lover to cross his arms. He felt they would be better off there where he couldn't reach the gun without hindrance. Heidegger continued.

"I shouldn't have to mention the excessive amount of eastern blood in the room."

Reeve sat back in his seat, becoming nervous. Even Scarlet lowered herself closer to the desk when Vincent and Hojo's eyes went up at the same time. Heidegger continued without fear of them.

"Mr. President, I see a lot of dirty blood and I can't imagine how you let it by. Two of those conniving type is two too many."

Hojo's brow rose. "What exactly are you insinuating, Heidegger?"

"I'm not insinuating, I am saying. Having a Wutain as a lead scientist and one as a Turk Commander is asking for trouble. Low and behold, both of them were handpicked by your wife. Sounds like a bit of a traitor to your company doesn't she."

Surprisingly, it was Scarlet who slammed her hands on the table in Elloria's defense. "How dare you! You believe you can just barge in here and say what you please to me and this board. We worked our asses off to get where we are and so did Elloria. Your size is a testament to the fact that you've done jack shit but mooch off of your supposed 'friend's' success! What right do you have to insult us to our faces?"

"Gyah ha ha, I love my women feisty. I say this as the new Director of Public Safety."

"He will be commanding the ShinRa militia, the rising SOLDIER union and…the Department of Administrative Research."

"What?" Vincent snapped.

" You heard me well enough, Valentine," Reginald said lighting a cigar. "Change has been long overdo. I've allowed my lovely wife has played house long enough with my company."

Veld stood, having been silent through this exchange. His eyes were a cold fire that nearly made President ShinRa drop his cigar. "Turk needs no Director! As long as your wife breaths she will be the Director of Turk. As long as I am Commander, my Turks will follow no one else!"

"Are you questioning my decisions Veld?"

"We're not questioning a damn thing," Vincent said. "We are choosing not to listen. We are no more under your jurisdiction than Urban Development is. Lady ShinRa began those departments, Lady ShinRa made the decisions that helped them prosper."

"Lady ShinRa is who made it so that the hundreds of thousands of people had roofs over their heads while you were developing the militia, sir," Reeve said. "I'm sorry, but the only person who has the right to give me that promotion is her sir. It won't mean anything coming from you."

Reginald ShinRa growled and stood up against them. "You choose to disobey your CEO's command? How dare you! I will have Turk disbanded one way or the other. Either you go willingly under my control and survive or you all fall!"

"It won't be my weapons that fell them, Mr. President."

"And you, Scarlet."

She stood, her busty stature proud with a fox like grin on her face. "Let me make myself perfectly clear since we've been friends for a while, Mr. President. When you married Lady ShinRa you took me on as a permanent part of your organization. As a result, my weapons make up exactly 37.8 percent of your gross product and keep your militia from being beaten up by farmers with pitchforks when you build your precious reactors! Now, by right and contract, if you fire me or I walk out of here...i walk off with that chunk of ShinRa."

"Just like your sister, always going for an angle."

"Then we haven't given you the silver lining, sir," she looked at Vincent and Veld. "Control of the Turks is solely in Lady ShinRa's hands. Unless she says so, by legal right you have no control over what they do. Reeve as well. So, you can bring this horse's ass into this prestigious company and send it on a fast track to hell for all I care. But I will not be insulted and I will not see all that I have worked for in the hands of some greasy, dirty, lard-assed ape!"

Heidegger's chuckles ceased and he glared daggers at the woman in red. He didn't have a clever comeback for the insult so he chose to remain silent. President ShinRa looked at them realizing how far out of his control his company had actually been.

"I see…we will end this meeting and give everyone a chance to calm down. We will reconvene in a month or so. Perhaps by then, you will see things differently."

Vincent and Veld left as quickly as they could, not wanting to be near them anymore. Scarlet strode out gracefully with Reeve at her side. Palmer, who cowered and said nothing through the entire exchange, crawled away like the worm he was. Hojo and Gast left the room speaking to each other in hushed voices. All that was left were Heidegger and President ShinRa.

"Gya ha ha, I believe that went well, sir."

"Yes, now I have a clear view of where my enemies lie."

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"He's so tiny, Lady ShinRa!" Lazard said adorably.

Elloria breastfed Rufus while Lazard sat on her bed and toyed with Rufus's hair. Lazard had developed an almost fierce attachment to them, keeping Elloria and Rufus company whenever he wasn't sleeping. He even ate in the room with her. A month had gone by and he had been staying there for a while, completely entranced by the baby and Elloria's care of it. Rufus was fairly well behaved but cried almost constantly. He couldn't stand to be out of Elloria's presence and it made her content to know that. Despite having to have a ShinRa intern to aide her in Rufus's care, she was just as dependent as she was before she lost the use of her legs. She got in and out of bed on her own, wheeled herself around the house on her own, and even picked Rufus up out of his crib on her own. The only thing that the intern was there for was for hers and Rufus medication. Her beautiful heir had asthma. Though sometimes she'd want to hold Rufus before she went to sleep and the intern gladly took the baby when both of them rested.

Her Turks were around constantly. Nobel took the early morning shifts so that the intern could go home and get rest. She knew how to administer the medication and knew a thing or two about caring for a baby. She would help Lady ShinRa handle her morning affairs including keeping up with phone conferences and scheduling appointments with benefactors. Her being in a wheelchair seemed to have them pouring in with sympathy for "the Lady of ShinRa who has done so much good for us."

Melitta took the mid-morning and afternoons. She'd play with Rufus, making the child coo and laughed while Lady ShinRa handled things over the phone. Melitta would patrol the house and surrounding area before aiding Elloria in an outside stroll with Rufus. They would talk and recall all the times Melitta had nearly blown herself to hell with the explosives she liked to tinker with. Her husband would argue that outside air would not be good for a baby with asthma. Elloria felt he needed to get use to his surroundings and adapt. After all, he had a lot of work ahead of him.

Kid would pop in with Tsuki who took the early evening shift as a chauffeur. Elloria could've just ordered clothing for Rufus, but she preferred the motherly act of shopping with her baby in a stroller. Though it was Kid who often ended up pushing the stroller, they always ended up smiling in the end. They would eat dinner after last minute buys and talk about the Planet and the mysticism of Tsuki's hometown.

Then when night time rolled in, all of her Turks would be present for a few hours. Reginald made it a point not to be anywhere near the ShinRa House when this happened. Her husband seemed more apprehensive toward her Turks than she remembered him being. Then again, her Turks seemed more like Guard Hounds than what they used to be. They would rest in the parlor while the intern bathed Rufus and got him ready for bed and reminisce about when they were all so much younger, when they were just a bunch of silly teenagers following a teenage debutant on her wild escapades. Elloria still couldn't believe they had made it this far on her plotting alone. She couldn't help but wonder what would become of her precious Elites when she was unable to protect them? Gaia forbid that time ever came. When late evening came around, all would leave save for Dante and Veld who kept the nightwatch. Dante had better night vision that Veld and Veld was faster up and down the stairs then burly Dante, so Veld would remain at Elloria's side while Dante patrolled outside.

It was on a simple night like this when things began to fall apart. Elloria had just kissed each of her Turks goodnight and all of them had separated to go to their respective homes save for the customary two. The group of them decided that a night-cap was in order since President ShinRa was beginning to make their lives hell. None of them were resting thanks to a sudden influx of missions by Heidegger that were back-to-back. They didn't have time to rotate teams and were often sent off at the same time but it never stopped their protection of Elloria. It was however, weighing them down and a drink was necessary to relax.

In a nice quiet bar, Melitta lay against Nobel who stuck her tongue in and out of her beer bottle. Vincent lay back on the couch while Kid finished off his soda at his side. He was glad one kid knew that it wasn't okay to drink underage. Tsuki continued to nurse her first and only drink of the night. They frequented this bar often and would sometimes dogpile there when they were too drunk to go home. Melitta was drunk, Nobel was wobbly and Vincent was buzzing. Tsuki deemed none of them fit to drive their cars home. She paid the bartender to let them crash there for the night and allowed Kid to stay there with them and sleep. She however had an early start and needed to have her wits about her so she opted to go home before it became too late for her to get a decent night's rest. This became the norm for them every night…but this night began the fall of the Original Turks…

A/N: oh! What's that? Cliff hanger? AWE! So yeah, you don't know who is going to get laid away on this night. Sorry this chapter is so short. This is one and the next one are the last chapters for this part of the story. Next will be pretty lengthy skip. It will start in Nibelhiem. Until then, pray for your beloved Turks and hope they make it out okay.
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