Final Fantasy VII: Reverie | By : Saan Category: Final Fantasy VII > General Views: 656 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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"Just where are we supposed to be going?" Leira panted as Reno led the way.
"We're on our way to Nibelheim, remember?! The guys are probably waiting on us at the hangar."
She was not in the mood to be dragged through the Shinra building. She was sweating profusely and had a lot on her mind. Norelliies was possibly unconscious or dead along with everyone else in that space. Sephiroth was on a rampage and another one of her friends was stuck in the middle.
With all her might, she yanked on her lover's arm. "Reno, we need to stop and go back!"
He seemed to be ignoring her voice and her efforts to escape. What could be so important?
Through each hallway, Leira continued her pleading and struggling. Reno scarcely offered any words of encouragement or sympathy. "We're almost there." Were the only words he would utter.
The entrance to the Midgar underground hangar drew near. Its massive bay doors were open to the starry night sky.
Helicopters lifted off the ground while Gelnikas prepared for a vertical take off of their own.
Reno spotted his teammates in the distance. They were gathered around one of the white black and blue transports, probably waiting for orders to lift off. "Looks like we've still got some to kill."
"What? What are you-?"
Reno cocked his head to the side and blinked at her. He ran his hands through her long hair, admiring its smoothness and color, but stopped when he noticed Tseng begin to turn in their direction. The red headed man pushed her into a side hallway before his boss was able to see them.
Leira hit against the wall with her back. "Shouldn't we be over there with the others?"
"Like I said," he pushed his face into hers and shared a quick wet kiss. "We've got some time to kill."
"Reeve-sir, I beg you!” Norelliies' life was flashing through her eyes. Her acceptance into the Academy, her graduation and acceptance into SOLDIER, meeting Sephiroth for the first time in her life, leaving Kalm, getting promoted to head the Turk Elites, finding out that Sephiroth felt for her the way she did for him, it had been a dream come true. What a predicament she was in, a gun held to her head by a man that had everyone fooled into believing he was a saint.
This saint had nothing but blood in his eyes. He administered a sharp upward kick into the girl's chest.
The poor creature doubled up even more as her hands retreated to her bust line, trying to avoid protection from any more attacks.
"It's too late. You thought you got one over on me-didn't you, you son of a bitch. Here's what I think of you-"
She was barely able to hear her predator's voice let alone understand them. The pain she was experiencing had put her senses into overload. The only thing she could understand was that her own death was becoming imminent. What a way to die this was. No smiles, no laughter, no mercy. All that was left for her to hold onto was betrayal, manipulation, sorrow and death. In her tortured mind, she could see Reeve begin to pull back on the trigger.
Scarlett entered the room. She was thrilled to see her human toys conscious but something was amiss. She put one of her long red fingernails to mouth and tapped it against the tip of her bottom incisors. "Curious…"
"REEVE!” Heidegger wasted no words. He pushed the red woman out of his way and thumped into the room.
Hojo had heard the commotion. He wearily poked his head into the room to investigate. "Stop him! STOP HIM!” he screamed when he saw that one of his experiments was endangered.
"Reeve, back away! You're not yourself today. We're all upset about the money we've lost in this venture-" Scarlett tried to offer.
"It's NOT about the money you whore!" Reeve pushed the gun harder against Norelliies' head.
"Come now, old man! If it's not the money, what could be-?"
Reeve snatched his captive by her hair causing her to screech in agonized terror.
All the Elite could do was to attempt to strong-arm herself out of his ruthless grasp. Without the proper strength and concentration, she was hurting herself more and driving the point of the handgun deeper and deeper into her skin.
From out of nowhere, a white coat flashed through the air and a streak of black, darted from the doorway.
Hojo rammed into Reeve at full tilt. He knew Reeve was physically superior to him so the best he could hope for was to stun him.
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