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Author's Note: This is a rewritten/remade version of "Final Fantasy 7 Story", originally written by a user named Knife-X sixteen years ago. Full credit to him; his story was posted on this forum and can be found through a little bit of searching. Anyway, for those familiar with the game, you'll notice that this story takes place during the party's first visit to the Gold Saucer in the original Final Fantasy VII.
The Turks—an elite organization of dark agents working for the powerful megacorporation, Shinra. They were a special task force often saddled with atypical assignments, from scouting for potential SOLDIER recruits to spy work and even assassination. Currently headed by Heidegger, the director of Shinra's Public Security Division, the Turks followed the company's ever-growing shadow, performing deeds best kept out of the public eye.
Membership of the Turks had always been exclusive, with only four members at present, including the leader, Tseng. Their current objectives involved hunting down two separate parties—Avalanche, a terrorist organization led by ex-SOLDIER Cloud Strife, and Sephiroth, another ex-SOLDIER who massacred hundreds of Shinra employees in their company headquarters. Today, however, Heidegger had other plans for the Turks.
The ropeway halted at the top of the Gold Saucer, a world-famous amusement park owned by Shinra. Reno stepped out first, unable to contain his excitement as he ran around the main entrance like a six-year-old child. His two colleagues, Rude and Elena, waited for him to calm down as they looked around their surroundings.
"Oh, this is gonna be so COOOOOL!" said Reno, ecstatically. "I mean, all the rides and stuff! Finally, we get to do something fun!"
Rude's face remained impassive as his eyes narrowed behind his sunglasses. "Shouldn't we find Tseng first?"
Elena sighed as she stroked her neck-length blonde hair. As the new recruit, she was inexperienced and clumsy, but very serious about her job. However, her eyes told a different story at the moment—even she found it difficult to hide her excitement. "I... uh, agree with Rude. I mean... if Tseng saw us goofing around, it would look really bad..."
Reno smirked while placing a hand on her shoulder. "Oh come on, you guys! We're taking a break from searching for a psycho with a huge sword and—"
"Reno, which psycho with a huge sword?" interrupted Rude.
"I dunno," Reno replied with a shrug. "Sephiroth, Cloud, take your pick. Anyway, do you see Tseng around here? Do you?"
He paused slightly, and turned around as Elena pointed at something over his shoulder. Sure enough, Tseng was right there, standing behind him. "Reno, complete the mission first, and then you can act like an idiot," Tseng said with a glare. "For now, we have work to do. Follow me."
The three Turks followed their leader to the company's secret underground base. It was a medium-sized room with various machines and other large equipment, scattered along the far end of the wall. The one thing that caught their eye stood in the center of the room—it was some kind of laser system, towering over a rectangular table with electrically operated leather straps on all corners. Clearly, the table was designed to restrain someone.
"What in the world...," Reno commented first.
"S-sir?" Elena stuttered, her eyes filled with curiosity, "What is this... thing?"
Tseng smiled. "I'm glad you asked, Elena. It's a new torture device, designed by Scarlet of the Advanced Weaponry Division. You are to find subjects, and test it on them."
Rude didn't know what to think of this. "You mean... we are to kidnap people... and use them as test subjects for a torture machine?"
"Seems like a job for Hojo, not us," grumbled Reno.
"Well Rude, it doesn't actually cause... any bodily harm, so you can test it on anyone without worry," Tseng tried to explain. "And Reno, Heidegger assigned us to this so save your complaints for another job."
Reno scowled at Tseng before spotting some papers in his hand. "Then what's that you're holding?"
A quiet chuckle escaped Tseng's lips, "Heheh... should you carry out this mission, I will reward you three with..." He paused as he showed them the tickets. "A vacation to Wutai!"
Rude's mouth dropped instantly. "OOOOOOOOHHHH!" Reno cried out, "NOW WE'RE TALKING!"
Elena was confused. "Wutai? Reno? Rude? What's so exciting about Wutai?"
"Best booze in the fucking world," Rude replied with a rare smile.
"Well, your enthusiasm is certainly reassuring," Tseng said while glancing at his watch. "You'll find out exactly what the machine does when you use it. There are no instructions, but it should be easy enough to figure out. I'll be back in a few hours. I expect results by then."
The door closed behind the three Turks as he left, and after a long moment of silence, Reno and Rude were still smiling. "Er.... you guys....," Elena called out, "Where are we gonna find those test subjects?"
As soon as the words left her mouth, Reno faced her with a suspicious glint in his eye—one that Rude had learned to recognize easily.
"Reno," she mumbled, "You wouldn't..."
"Elena, how would you like to benefit all of us.......?"
Five minutes later, Elena found herself strapped to the wooden table, facing the ceiling anxiously. When her eyes met the laser pointing down at her, she gulped. She was clearly having second thoughts. "Um... guys? I changed my mind. Can you please untie me?"
Rude was in the seat behind the laser, studying the controls while Reno stood casually next to Elena, trying to calm her. "Relax. It'll be over before you know it," he said. "You ready, Rude? Turn it on!"
Rude was slightly nervous. "Reno, I'm not sure about this... Tseng would have our hides if he finds out..."
Reno sighed in annoyance. "Wow... guess we're not getting any of that LOVELY Wutai beer..."
".......Okay, I'll turn it on. Here we go."
Elena closed her eyes as Rude slowly pressed the button. A bright spark of energy appeared at the tip of the laser, charging itself for a moment... before firing a shiny pink beam at the target, hitting her in the stomach. It took a couple seconds to take effect, and then...
"...Wha-wa-wa-HAHAHAHA! RUDE, TURN IT—HEHEHEHEHEHEHE—OFF—AHAHAHAHA!"
Rude did as she told him. "What was that?!" roared Reno. "Do it again."
The laser fired again, and Elena screamed, "No—NO! HAHA—Stop—HAHAHAHAHA! HEHEHEHEHEHE!" Whatever it was, the thing made her laugh uncontrollably. Not only that, it made her squirm and twist and struggle against her bonds. By the time Rude had turned it off a second time, she was panting and gasping for air.
Reno was still confused. "Seriously, what the hell? Elena, what did you feel?"
"Ah... ha...," Elena panted, "Um... ah... phew! So, uh, this may sound a bit silly, but it... sort of... tickled. A lot."
Rude was starting to understand. "Reno, Elena, what we have here is some kind of tickling device."
Reno stared at the laser for a few seconds, a smile slowly creeping across his face. "Aww... that's so sweet... is our little Elena ticklish?" He leaned over to the table and tickled her sides.
"Don't you da—hahahaha-HAHAHAHA! I'm—I'm so—HEHEHEHAHAHA! AHHHHHH!!!" Unfortunately, Elena was ticklish. Extremely ticklish.
Reno was so excited that he pushed Rude off the controls. "Oh man, this is gonna be so much FUN! Hey, let's see if this thing moves around..."
He pointed it at Elena's left foot and turned it on. "HEHEHE! RENO! AHAHAHAHA—GET IT—GET IT OFF MY FOOT! HAHAHAHAH!"
Her foot wiggled around in a futile attempt to avoid the beam. She was still fully clothed, including her shoes and socks, but the laser had the same effects wherever it went as Reno moved it towards her upper body. Feet, legs, stomach, ribs, underarms. Everywhere.
"Hey, check this out," teased Reno, "Laser goes on, laser goes off, goes on, goes off, goes on, goes off!"
"Reno—HAHAH—please—AHAHA—I CAN'T TAKE—HEHEH—IT—EHEHE—ANYMORE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Can't we just—AHAHA—find a normal test subject?"
"But you're having so much fun! Koochie-koochie-koo!"
"N-no! HAHAHAH—No—ehehe—I'm NOT! HEHEHEHEHE! OH MY GOD—HAHAHAHA! I CAN'T—I CAN'T—AHAHAHAHAHAH!"
Rude, meanwhile, was watching the surveillance cameras. "Actually, Reno, it may be the time to do that. Tseng is coming up the corridor..."
Reno's eyes widened and he headed out the door, taking the controls with him. He forgot to turn it off as he met Tseng down the hall, keeping the laser focused on Elena's midriff.
Tseng was surprised to see Reno in such a hurry to meet him. "Well? Have you found anyone?"
"Uh...... sorry, sir, we haven't..."
A short silence fell over them, and during that silence, Elena's hysterical laughter was clearly heard from inside the room. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Reno gulped as he slid a hand in his pocket and turned off the controls.
"...Reno," said Tseng, "Be honest. Have you been using the tickle ray on Elena?"
"............No............"
"But I just heard her laughing..."
"Oh, THAT! Rude was just doing his comedy bit."
"Ah... fair enough, then. Anyway, there's been a change of plans. Direct orders from me, actually. We shouldn't use the tickle ray on innocent civilians... not without their consent. Of course, that doesn't mean you should use it on your coworkers, either. And I think it's better that you test more than one person, because from what I understand, people have varying degrees of ticklishness. I hope you understand..."
"Uh, yeah." Reno nodded slowly as he thought about Wutai. "Fine, I get it."
"Well... goodbye."
Tseng turned around and walked down the hall, leaving his subordinate in a foul mood. Reno returned to the room and saw that Rude had untied Elena. They were both watching the surveillance cameras. "DAMN!" cursed Reno. "We can't test it on civilians! Where are we gonna the test subjects, then!?"
Rude shook his head. "Well Reno, that's not gonna be a problem...."
Reno followed his gaze and looked at the monitor. "Avalanche, huh?! Oh right, Heidegger did say they were comin' to the Saucer..."
It wasn't all of Avalanche—there were only three of them, all women, and only Tifa was the wanted terrorist. Aerith was wanted by Shinra for a different reason, but she was still part of the group, which meant she was still part of Avalanche. Reno didn't know who the last woman was—she was a lot younger, still in her teens.
He turned to Rude with a smile. "You know what, Rude? I think we can get ready for that trip to Wutai..."
Reno and Rude were inside a chubby chocobo costume, stalking the three women across the amusement park. They were waiting for the perfect time to surprise Aerith, and bring her back to their secret base. Just Aerith, not Tifa, and certainly not the ninja girl.
"There's no one else here," said Reno. "Now's our chance."
"...You sure you want to test it on Aerith?" asked Rude, worriedly. "I mean, what if something goes wrong? She has her whole life ahead of her...."
Aerith was a special woman—the last descendant of the Cetra believed to have magical powers. She had been under Shinra surveillance all her life because of her unique background, and the company had long sought to exploit her magic. Reno and Rude did not truly understand why the company was so obsessed with her. Even Tseng, their boss, had developed a soft spot for the woman.
"Okay then...," murmured Reno, "You're right that we can't harm her. How 'bout we also kidnap Tifa and that ninja girl? Just to be fair. And Tseng did say we should test more than one person..."
"Reno," sighed Rude, "That's not what I—"
"Shut up, we're making our move here. Oh, and scooch over, will you? I can't breathe in this damn thing! And you do the talking!"
"Me? But I...."
Before he could protest, they had already walked in front of the women.
"OHHH, look!" Aerith was the first to notice. "A chubby chocobo! I wish I had a camera right now!"
Reno nudged Rude, encouraging him to say something. Rude stayed silent, and Reno smacked him with a headbutt. He knew he shouldn't have left the talking up to Rude.
"Hey...," said Tifa, "There's two people inside that thing, right?"
The ninja girl was clearly annoyed. "Oh come on, there's nothin' to see here. If we don't hurry, Cloud's gonna get all angsty when he sees us again. I still can't believe he picked that stupid Red XIII over us!"
"Yuffie, that's not—"
"Well, ladies," Reno suddenly spoke in a cheerful voice, "Congratulations! You are the Gold Saucer's ten millionth customer! HURRAY!" He held out a small golden box. "Please! Open the box and take your prize!"
Tifa looked very excited. "What is it?"
Reno smiled from inside his costume. "It's a surprise, but we can guarantee you a whole lotta laughs!"
Aerith, on the other hand, had a puzzled look on her face. "Hey, wait, how can we all be the ten millionth customer? Which one is it?"
"Who cares? PRIZE!"
Aerith's curiosity was interrupted by the overeager ninja, Yuffie, who grabbed the golden box and opened it. A green mist of sleeping gas spewed out of the box, and the girls fell to the ground, instantly knocked out.
"Rude? You can talk now. They're unconscious."
"Good job, Reno."
"Right, let's get them back to the base."
Despite the awkward costume, Reno and Rude managed to take the women back to their base. Rude was strong... very strong, and he had no problem carrying Tifa and Aerith over his shoulders, hidden inside their costume. Reno, on the other hand, simply dragged Yuffie along the floor.
The tickle ray was waiting for them, as was Elena. The young blonde was impressed that her colleagues' plans had worked. "Hm! So that's Tifa and Aerith? Who's the last girl?"
"Her name's Yuffie or somethin'," Reno replied as he dumped her onto the floor. "Well, Elena, because you had the first go on the laser, how would you like to use it for a change?"
Elena's eyes lit up in surprise. "You would really let me do that?"
"Sure. Which one first?"
She examined her options with a huge grin on her face. "You know what, I never liked Tifa...."
"Good choice. Rude, you tie the other two up later. And try not to let them escape! Remember last time? You were in the building when Avalanche escaped!"
Rude, although showing no emotion, was obviously angered by his comment. "Reno... how many times do I have to tell you...? That was... different. Sephiroth was there."
"Snap out of it, Rude," Elena cut him off. "No one can blame you for what happened, okay?"
Reno patted Rude on the shoulder. "Sorry about that. Anyway, strap Tifa to the table and maybe use the ropes over there to tie up Yuffie and Aerith. Oh, and when they wake up, no more jokes. Act serious, okay? But not Elena-serious."
When Tifa woke up, the first thing she noticed was that her arms were spread wide over her head. She then noticed that she couldn't move them... or even her legs, which were also spread apart. It didn't take long before she realized that she was completely strapped to the wooden table, still in her usual clothes but with a weird device pointing down at her. She looked to her left, and saw Yuffie and Aerith on the floor, completely bound with ropes.
"Tifa... you're... you're awake," murmured Aerith.
"Where... where am I?" Tifa looked to her right and came face-to-face with the redheaded Turk.
"Awake, are we?" Reno greeted sarcastically.
"What... what have you done? How did this..." Tifa took a moment to remember how she got here. "Oh, Reno... you dirty slimy weasel... let me go! Let all of us go!"
"Calm down, Tifa. We intend to let you go, just as soon as we test our new device on you..."
"You... you mean we're here to act as test subjects?" asked Aerith, dumbfounded. "What kind of sick experiment is this?"
"HEY!" Yuffie screamed in a sudden panic. "I'm not gonna be dissected like a lab rat by you friggin' assholes!"
Reno walked over to Yuffie and shook his head. "We aren't going to dissect you. But we'll consider leavin' that to Hojo if ya don't behave. Rude, why don't you explain to them what the laser does."
"It..............................."
"Well done. Couldn't have explained it any better."
"Sorry, Reno."
"It's all good, partner. Ladies, I'll put it bluntly. This laser is going to tickle you. Just for a few moments. And then we'll let you go."
"Tickle?" gasped Aerith, her eyes quickly filling with fear.
Tifa scowled angrily. "Now, hold on a minute! You're not gonna be doing any of that! If you dare to tickle me, or anyone, you're gonna pay!"
Reno ignored her warning. "Don't worry, babe. I'm not gonna tickle you. Elena's the one with the controls. Okay Elena, turn it on!"
Elena nodded and pressed the switch. The laser fired out its pink ray directly into Tifa's exposed stomach. "EEEEEEK! Turn it, turn it off! Hahahaha! You're gonna, you're gonna pay for this! All of you—heheheheh!"
"Hey," Reno called to Elena with a smile, "I bet you can't aim it into her belly button!"
Elena smirked back. "Bet I can."
"Don't you dare aim it there! Hahahaha! No, NO!"
Tifa's pleas were to no avail. It took a while, but the laser eventually worked its way into her navel, though only for a moment. Elena laughed along as Tifa kicked and squirmed to her side, allowing the laser to attack her ribs instead. "Aww, why are you laughing?" teased Elena. "Did I say something funny?"
"Damn you! Hahahahah! AHAHAHA!"
"Yo, Elena, I know you're enjoying this, but we need all of them tested, not just Tifa," said Reno. "You can get her again later if you want. Rude, unstrap Tifa and tie her up with Aerith, and get that brat up to the table." He turned to Yuffie with a glare. "You best behave or we'll make it last even longer."
"DAMN! This better be quick! How about I give you some... materia......... maybe."
Elena ignored Yuffie's desperate offer as Rude strapped her to the table. "Since I had so much fun with Tifa's stomach, I'm gonna focus on your underarms. Is that okay?"
"No! It's not okay!" cried Yuffie. "Can you PLEASE let me GO?"
"Aww... she said 'please'!" mocked Elena, grinning evilly.
She pointed the laser at Yuffie's right underarm and fired. "Please don't please don't please don't please don't—AHAHAHA! No! HEHEHEHEHE! Not there! HAHAHAHAHA! Don't—AHAHAHAHAHAHA! Stop—STOP! HAHAHAHAHAHAH!"
"Aww, Yuffie has ticklish underarms does she? How 'bout the ribs? Tickle tickle little ninja, hope you enjoy it....."
"HEHEHEHAHAHAHAH—STOP IT PLEASE! AHAHAHAHA! I'LL JUST—I'll JUST—AHAHAHAH! HEHEHE!"
Yuffie was clearly more ticklish than Tifa, at least in the underarms and ribs. While observing the action, Rude noted that Elena was genuinely enjoying this. Why? Was it to gain respect from him and Reno? If so, it wouldn't work—not with him anyway. Rude had never approved of the Turks being sadistic torturers.
"Hee-hee-hee-haw-haw-haw!" Elena was even mocking her laughter now. "Nice moves, girl! Work it! Hee-hee-hee-haw-haw-haw!"
Even Reno was becoming a bit disturbed by Elena's enthusiasm. "Hey, uh... Elena, let's leave Yuffie for the time being, okay? Let's just move on to Aerith...."
Elena turned off the controls. "Sure. Just one request though. Take her shoes off."
"Seriously?"
"Y'know what, I'll do it myself."
The blonde Turk removed Aerith's boots and socks and gave a long look at her bare feet. Aerith stayed silent as she was carried to the table and spreadeagled. Judging by her unworried expression, Elena wondered if she wasn't ticklish... well, there was only one way to find out.
She readied the laser, pointing it directly at her right foot. "And one, two....."
"Stop."
The Turks were suddenly interrupted by a familiar voice. They turned towards it and saw Tseng at the doorway, slowly marching into the room. Aerith gasped as she recognized him, and for a moment she thought that he had come to save her.
"Uhhhhh.... boss? What are you doin' here?" asked Reno.
Tseng ignored him and walked up to Aerith's feet. "How are you feeling, Aerith?"
"Tseng, I.... please, just let me and my friends go. I haven't been... tickled yet, but them.... they suffered enough...."
He remained silent and looked down at Aerith's feet. They were quite small—smaller than he'd expected, and very white. He couldn't resist the temptation. He ran his fingers up and down her right sole, gently stroking it.
"Tse-Tseng?! What are you—HAHAHAHA—no—HEHEHEHE—stop—HAHAHAHA!"
Reno shrugged at Rude and Elena. "Tseng, sir? You're acting out of character..." He didn't know what was going on, and neither did his colleagues nor Tifa and Yuffie. Tseng stayed emotionless as he continued to tickle Aerith's feet.
"Tseng! Please, HAHAHAHA—stop it—HEHEHEHE—what do you want? HAHAHA!"
"Uh, sir?" Elena cut in. "Can I join? I can help you make her lose her mind."
Reno and Rude groaned in disgust as Elena made her way to Aerith's upper body. And then she started tickling it like crazy, digging fingers into her sides and stomach and ribs. Aerith went completely ballistic—the poor woman was horribly ticklish, perhaps moreso than Yuffie. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HEHEHE—NO—HAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHE!!!"
"Elena, please stop," ordered Tseng. "She needs to breathe."
Elena followed his command and Tseng also pulled his hands away. A brief silence fell over everyone in the room, and he took a deep breath. "Aerith... there's something I need to tell you. I... I've always..."
BLINK!
At that moment, the power went out. The sounds and lights on the tickle ray faded to nothing and the restraints on the table were retracted, freeing Aerith. There was still light in the room thanks to the emergency power, but everything else was shut down.
Elena looked around in confusion... and gasped as she heard the loud smack of Aerith's fist connecting with Tseng's face. "ARGH! SHE HIT ME!" screamed Tseng, his nose quickly dripping with blood. "SHE HIT ME!"
"Goddammit... a power cut," muttered Reno. "Why now?"
"Hang on, Tifa," said Aerith, kneeling down to her friend. "I'll have you outta these ropes in a second. And you too, Yuffie."
"Reno........," Rude murmured, but paused as he noticed the weapon in Aerith's hand. "Wait, where'd you get that gun?"
Aerith smiled as she pointed it at him and Reno. "From your idiotic boss."
"Aerith......," Tseng groaned, "Give it back...."
Elena was still looking worriedly at her boss, unaware that something was approaching her. She flinched at the last second, and screamed as her body was tackled to the floor. "YEOW!"
She looked up and saw Tifa on top of her—Tifa had attacked her! "You'll pay for this!" she yelled, pinning the female Turk by the arms. "Aerith! Shoot them if you must!"
"Reno! Rude!" Tseng pointed towards the exit. "Let's get outta here and call for backup!"
"Roger that! I'll lock the door so they don't escape!"
The clicking sound of the door being locked was clearly heard as Reno, Rude, and Tseng left the room. Tifa, Aerith, and Yuffie were now trapped inside but at this very moment, they didn't care. They were free from their bonds and they had Elena all to themselves.
Yuffie grinned at the captured Turk. "Hmm-hmm-hmm! I wonder what we're gonna do while we wait?"
There was no need to ask that question. Elena's eyes were wide with horror and shock. "L-listen...," she squeaked, "I only did this to make a good impression..."
Tifa smirked. "Well, if tickling people makes a good impression, then we're gonna make a REAL good one!" She looked at the tickle ray and shook her head. "That thing's not working, so I guess we're just gonna have to tie you up and do it the old-fashioned way...."
"HAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!"
Sweet revenge for Tifa, Aerith, and Yuffie. After Elena was bound to the table with ropes, Tifa removed her black shoes and ran her long nails along Elena's bare soles, causing gales of laughter. Aerith tickled her knees and inner thighs, while Yuffie was merciless on her upper body, especially her sides, underarms, and hipbone area. Elena's shirt had even been unbuttoned and ripped open, revealing a delicate, petite frame with ample cleavage and slender curves just asking to be tickled all over. It was pure torture. Elena laughed, screamed, begged, squirmed, kicked, and struggled, but nothing seemed to help. No matter what she did, the unbearable tickling sensation didn't go away. She was extremely ticklish—the most ticklish of the four women—and her captors enjoyed every second of tormenting her.
After thirty minutes of nonstop tickling, Reno, Rude and Tseng arrived with reinforcements—ten Shinra infantrymen. The soldiers waited outside the door, pointing their guns at the three women while the Turks entered. Rude ran over to Elena and released her while trying his best not to stare at her half-naked body. Reno was slightly confused that the girls were still here.
"What, you didn't even try to escape?"
Tifa shrugged. "Uhhh..... didn't you forget? You locked us in here."
Tseng had a sad look on his face. "I'm sorry, everyone... but we have just received direct orders from the President. You are not to be captured. You are to be executed. I'm so sorry Aerith....."
The soldiers aimed their weapons.
"WAIT!" Rude raised his palm alarmingly. His head then cocked towards the surveillance camera. "It's.............."
Reno's mouth dropped as he caught a glimpse of something very suspicious. "No way..."
"Sephiroth..........."
Heavy footsteps were heard down the hall, increasing in volume as it approached the room. One of the Shinra infantrymen turned towards the source of the sound. "Er... sir, this is a secret passage.... you can't come down here... wait, are you.... OH MY GOD!"
The Turks and Avalanche saw what looked like a black shadow run at lightning pace through the soldiers. And then, with a blinding flash of light, all ten infantrymen collapsed to the floor.
Sephiroth was now standing at the doorway, his hair swaying even in the calm air. His seven-foot sword was covered with blood after it had slashed through all the bodies. The legendary ex-SOLDIER looked directly at Aerith with his green, mako eyes and spoke, telepathically, in a mute voice.
Worry not, Cetra. Your time has not yet come.
With a curt nod, he turned and walked back down the corridor. Tseng grabbed a machine gun from a fallen soldier and fired. But the murderous warrior was no longer there, not a single trace left behind besides the bodies on the floor. Reno and Rude grimaced at the horrific sight, while Elena was still trying to button up her uniform, her face red and filled with embarrassment and dry tears.
After a long moment of silence, Tseng sighed and spoke to the three captives, "Ladies... I think this serves as an appropriate excuse for me to release you. Go, before I change my mind."
"Thank you, Tseng." Aerith smiled at him gratefully. "I won't forget this."
With that, Tifa, Yuffie, and Aerith left the room. Reno and Rude were still shaking—they genuinely thought that they were going to die. "S-sir? What do we do now?" asked Reno.
"Ah, yes. You three had better hurry," Tseng replied. "Pack your bags. The plane leaves soon."
"Plane? To where?"
"Wutai, of course. Enjoy your vacation."
The End
The Turks—an elite organization of dark agents working for the powerful megacorporation, Shinra. They were a special task force often saddled with atypical assignments, from scouting for potential SOLDIER recruits to spy work and even assassination. Currently headed by Heidegger, the director of Shinra's Public Security Division, the Turks followed the company's ever-growing shadow, performing deeds best kept out of the public eye.
Membership of the Turks had always been exclusive, with only four members at present, including the leader, Tseng. Their current objectives involved hunting down two separate parties—Avalanche, a terrorist organization led by ex-SOLDIER Cloud Strife, and Sephiroth, another ex-SOLDIER who massacred hundreds of Shinra employees in their company headquarters. Today, however, Heidegger had other plans for the Turks.
The ropeway halted at the top of the Gold Saucer, a world-famous amusement park owned by Shinra. Reno stepped out first, unable to contain his excitement as he ran around the main entrance like a six-year-old child. His two colleagues, Rude and Elena, waited for him to calm down as they looked around their surroundings.
"Oh, this is gonna be so COOOOOL!" said Reno, ecstatically. "I mean, all the rides and stuff! Finally, we get to do something fun!"
Rude's face remained impassive as his eyes narrowed behind his sunglasses. "Shouldn't we find Tseng first?"
Elena sighed as she stroked her neck-length blonde hair. As the new recruit, she was inexperienced and clumsy, but very serious about her job. However, her eyes told a different story at the moment—even she found it difficult to hide her excitement. "I... uh, agree with Rude. I mean... if Tseng saw us goofing around, it would look really bad..."
Reno smirked while placing a hand on her shoulder. "Oh come on, you guys! We're taking a break from searching for a psycho with a huge sword and—"
"Reno, which psycho with a huge sword?" interrupted Rude.
"I dunno," Reno replied with a shrug. "Sephiroth, Cloud, take your pick. Anyway, do you see Tseng around here? Do you?"
He paused slightly, and turned around as Elena pointed at something over his shoulder. Sure enough, Tseng was right there, standing behind him. "Reno, complete the mission first, and then you can act like an idiot," Tseng said with a glare. "For now, we have work to do. Follow me."
The three Turks followed their leader to the company's secret underground base. It was a medium-sized room with various machines and other large equipment, scattered along the far end of the wall. The one thing that caught their eye stood in the center of the room—it was some kind of laser system, towering over a rectangular table with electrically operated leather straps on all corners. Clearly, the table was designed to restrain someone.
"What in the world...," Reno commented first.
"S-sir?" Elena stuttered, her eyes filled with curiosity, "What is this... thing?"
Tseng smiled. "I'm glad you asked, Elena. It's a new torture device, designed by Scarlet of the Advanced Weaponry Division. You are to find subjects, and test it on them."
Rude didn't know what to think of this. "You mean... we are to kidnap people... and use them as test subjects for a torture machine?"
"Seems like a job for Hojo, not us," grumbled Reno.
"Well Rude, it doesn't actually cause... any bodily harm, so you can test it on anyone without worry," Tseng tried to explain. "And Reno, Heidegger assigned us to this so save your complaints for another job."
Reno scowled at Tseng before spotting some papers in his hand. "Then what's that you're holding?"
A quiet chuckle escaped Tseng's lips, "Heheh... should you carry out this mission, I will reward you three with..." He paused as he showed them the tickets. "A vacation to Wutai!"
Rude's mouth dropped instantly. "OOOOOOOOHHHH!" Reno cried out, "NOW WE'RE TALKING!"
Elena was confused. "Wutai? Reno? Rude? What's so exciting about Wutai?"
"Best booze in the fucking world," Rude replied with a rare smile.
"Well, your enthusiasm is certainly reassuring," Tseng said while glancing at his watch. "You'll find out exactly what the machine does when you use it. There are no instructions, but it should be easy enough to figure out. I'll be back in a few hours. I expect results by then."
The door closed behind the three Turks as he left, and after a long moment of silence, Reno and Rude were still smiling. "Er.... you guys....," Elena called out, "Where are we gonna find those test subjects?"
As soon as the words left her mouth, Reno faced her with a suspicious glint in his eye—one that Rude had learned to recognize easily.
"Reno," she mumbled, "You wouldn't..."
"Elena, how would you like to benefit all of us.......?"
Five minutes later, Elena found herself strapped to the wooden table, facing the ceiling anxiously. When her eyes met the laser pointing down at her, she gulped. She was clearly having second thoughts. "Um... guys? I changed my mind. Can you please untie me?"
Rude was in the seat behind the laser, studying the controls while Reno stood casually next to Elena, trying to calm her. "Relax. It'll be over before you know it," he said. "You ready, Rude? Turn it on!"
Rude was slightly nervous. "Reno, I'm not sure about this... Tseng would have our hides if he finds out..."
Reno sighed in annoyance. "Wow... guess we're not getting any of that LOVELY Wutai beer..."
".......Okay, I'll turn it on. Here we go."
Elena closed her eyes as Rude slowly pressed the button. A bright spark of energy appeared at the tip of the laser, charging itself for a moment... before firing a shiny pink beam at the target, hitting her in the stomach. It took a couple seconds to take effect, and then...
"...Wha-wa-wa-HAHAHAHA! RUDE, TURN IT—HEHEHEHEHEHEHE—OFF—AHAHAHAHA!"
Rude did as she told him. "What was that?!" roared Reno. "Do it again."
The laser fired again, and Elena screamed, "No—NO! HAHA—Stop—HAHAHAHAHA! HEHEHEHEHEHE!" Whatever it was, the thing made her laugh uncontrollably. Not only that, it made her squirm and twist and struggle against her bonds. By the time Rude had turned it off a second time, she was panting and gasping for air.
Reno was still confused. "Seriously, what the hell? Elena, what did you feel?"
"Ah... ha...," Elena panted, "Um... ah... phew! So, uh, this may sound a bit silly, but it... sort of... tickled. A lot."
Rude was starting to understand. "Reno, Elena, what we have here is some kind of tickling device."
Reno stared at the laser for a few seconds, a smile slowly creeping across his face. "Aww... that's so sweet... is our little Elena ticklish?" He leaned over to the table and tickled her sides.
"Don't you da—hahahaha-HAHAHAHA! I'm—I'm so—HEHEHEHAHAHA! AHHHHHH!!!" Unfortunately, Elena was ticklish. Extremely ticklish.
Reno was so excited that he pushed Rude off the controls. "Oh man, this is gonna be so much FUN! Hey, let's see if this thing moves around..."
He pointed it at Elena's left foot and turned it on. "HEHEHE! RENO! AHAHAHAHA—GET IT—GET IT OFF MY FOOT! HAHAHAHAH!"
Her foot wiggled around in a futile attempt to avoid the beam. She was still fully clothed, including her shoes and socks, but the laser had the same effects wherever it went as Reno moved it towards her upper body. Feet, legs, stomach, ribs, underarms. Everywhere.
"Hey, check this out," teased Reno, "Laser goes on, laser goes off, goes on, goes off, goes on, goes off!"
"Reno—HAHAH—please—AHAHA—I CAN'T TAKE—HEHEH—IT—EHEHE—ANYMORE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Can't we just—AHAHA—find a normal test subject?"
"But you're having so much fun! Koochie-koochie-koo!"
"N-no! HAHAHAH—No—ehehe—I'm NOT! HEHEHEHEHE! OH MY GOD—HAHAHAHA! I CAN'T—I CAN'T—AHAHAHAHAHAH!"
Rude, meanwhile, was watching the surveillance cameras. "Actually, Reno, it may be the time to do that. Tseng is coming up the corridor..."
Reno's eyes widened and he headed out the door, taking the controls with him. He forgot to turn it off as he met Tseng down the hall, keeping the laser focused on Elena's midriff.
Tseng was surprised to see Reno in such a hurry to meet him. "Well? Have you found anyone?"
"Uh...... sorry, sir, we haven't..."
A short silence fell over them, and during that silence, Elena's hysterical laughter was clearly heard from inside the room. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Reno gulped as he slid a hand in his pocket and turned off the controls.
"...Reno," said Tseng, "Be honest. Have you been using the tickle ray on Elena?"
"............No............"
"But I just heard her laughing..."
"Oh, THAT! Rude was just doing his comedy bit."
"Ah... fair enough, then. Anyway, there's been a change of plans. Direct orders from me, actually. We shouldn't use the tickle ray on innocent civilians... not without their consent. Of course, that doesn't mean you should use it on your coworkers, either. And I think it's better that you test more than one person, because from what I understand, people have varying degrees of ticklishness. I hope you understand..."
"Uh, yeah." Reno nodded slowly as he thought about Wutai. "Fine, I get it."
"Well... goodbye."
Tseng turned around and walked down the hall, leaving his subordinate in a foul mood. Reno returned to the room and saw that Rude had untied Elena. They were both watching the surveillance cameras. "DAMN!" cursed Reno. "We can't test it on civilians! Where are we gonna the test subjects, then!?"
Rude shook his head. "Well Reno, that's not gonna be a problem...."
Reno followed his gaze and looked at the monitor. "Avalanche, huh?! Oh right, Heidegger did say they were comin' to the Saucer..."
It wasn't all of Avalanche—there were only three of them, all women, and only Tifa was the wanted terrorist. Aerith was wanted by Shinra for a different reason, but she was still part of the group, which meant she was still part of Avalanche. Reno didn't know who the last woman was—she was a lot younger, still in her teens.
He turned to Rude with a smile. "You know what, Rude? I think we can get ready for that trip to Wutai..."
Reno and Rude were inside a chubby chocobo costume, stalking the three women across the amusement park. They were waiting for the perfect time to surprise Aerith, and bring her back to their secret base. Just Aerith, not Tifa, and certainly not the ninja girl.
"There's no one else here," said Reno. "Now's our chance."
"...You sure you want to test it on Aerith?" asked Rude, worriedly. "I mean, what if something goes wrong? She has her whole life ahead of her...."
Aerith was a special woman—the last descendant of the Cetra believed to have magical powers. She had been under Shinra surveillance all her life because of her unique background, and the company had long sought to exploit her magic. Reno and Rude did not truly understand why the company was so obsessed with her. Even Tseng, their boss, had developed a soft spot for the woman.
"Okay then...," murmured Reno, "You're right that we can't harm her. How 'bout we also kidnap Tifa and that ninja girl? Just to be fair. And Tseng did say we should test more than one person..."
"Reno," sighed Rude, "That's not what I—"
"Shut up, we're making our move here. Oh, and scooch over, will you? I can't breathe in this damn thing! And you do the talking!"
"Me? But I...."
Before he could protest, they had already walked in front of the women.
"OHHH, look!" Aerith was the first to notice. "A chubby chocobo! I wish I had a camera right now!"
Reno nudged Rude, encouraging him to say something. Rude stayed silent, and Reno smacked him with a headbutt. He knew he shouldn't have left the talking up to Rude.
"Hey...," said Tifa, "There's two people inside that thing, right?"
The ninja girl was clearly annoyed. "Oh come on, there's nothin' to see here. If we don't hurry, Cloud's gonna get all angsty when he sees us again. I still can't believe he picked that stupid Red XIII over us!"
"Yuffie, that's not—"
"Well, ladies," Reno suddenly spoke in a cheerful voice, "Congratulations! You are the Gold Saucer's ten millionth customer! HURRAY!" He held out a small golden box. "Please! Open the box and take your prize!"
Tifa looked very excited. "What is it?"
Reno smiled from inside his costume. "It's a surprise, but we can guarantee you a whole lotta laughs!"
Aerith, on the other hand, had a puzzled look on her face. "Hey, wait, how can we all be the ten millionth customer? Which one is it?"
"Who cares? PRIZE!"
Aerith's curiosity was interrupted by the overeager ninja, Yuffie, who grabbed the golden box and opened it. A green mist of sleeping gas spewed out of the box, and the girls fell to the ground, instantly knocked out.
"Rude? You can talk now. They're unconscious."
"Good job, Reno."
"Right, let's get them back to the base."
Despite the awkward costume, Reno and Rude managed to take the women back to their base. Rude was strong... very strong, and he had no problem carrying Tifa and Aerith over his shoulders, hidden inside their costume. Reno, on the other hand, simply dragged Yuffie along the floor.
The tickle ray was waiting for them, as was Elena. The young blonde was impressed that her colleagues' plans had worked. "Hm! So that's Tifa and Aerith? Who's the last girl?"
"Her name's Yuffie or somethin'," Reno replied as he dumped her onto the floor. "Well, Elena, because you had the first go on the laser, how would you like to use it for a change?"
Elena's eyes lit up in surprise. "You would really let me do that?"
"Sure. Which one first?"
She examined her options with a huge grin on her face. "You know what, I never liked Tifa...."
"Good choice. Rude, you tie the other two up later. And try not to let them escape! Remember last time? You were in the building when Avalanche escaped!"
Rude, although showing no emotion, was obviously angered by his comment. "Reno... how many times do I have to tell you...? That was... different. Sephiroth was there."
"Snap out of it, Rude," Elena cut him off. "No one can blame you for what happened, okay?"
Reno patted Rude on the shoulder. "Sorry about that. Anyway, strap Tifa to the table and maybe use the ropes over there to tie up Yuffie and Aerith. Oh, and when they wake up, no more jokes. Act serious, okay? But not Elena-serious."
When Tifa woke up, the first thing she noticed was that her arms were spread wide over her head. She then noticed that she couldn't move them... or even her legs, which were also spread apart. It didn't take long before she realized that she was completely strapped to the wooden table, still in her usual clothes but with a weird device pointing down at her. She looked to her left, and saw Yuffie and Aerith on the floor, completely bound with ropes.
"Tifa... you're... you're awake," murmured Aerith.
"Where... where am I?" Tifa looked to her right and came face-to-face with the redheaded Turk.
"Awake, are we?" Reno greeted sarcastically.
"What... what have you done? How did this..." Tifa took a moment to remember how she got here. "Oh, Reno... you dirty slimy weasel... let me go! Let all of us go!"
"Calm down, Tifa. We intend to let you go, just as soon as we test our new device on you..."
"You... you mean we're here to act as test subjects?" asked Aerith, dumbfounded. "What kind of sick experiment is this?"
"HEY!" Yuffie screamed in a sudden panic. "I'm not gonna be dissected like a lab rat by you friggin' assholes!"
Reno walked over to Yuffie and shook his head. "We aren't going to dissect you. But we'll consider leavin' that to Hojo if ya don't behave. Rude, why don't you explain to them what the laser does."
"It..............................."
"Well done. Couldn't have explained it any better."
"Sorry, Reno."
"It's all good, partner. Ladies, I'll put it bluntly. This laser is going to tickle you. Just for a few moments. And then we'll let you go."
"Tickle?" gasped Aerith, her eyes quickly filling with fear.
Tifa scowled angrily. "Now, hold on a minute! You're not gonna be doing any of that! If you dare to tickle me, or anyone, you're gonna pay!"
Reno ignored her warning. "Don't worry, babe. I'm not gonna tickle you. Elena's the one with the controls. Okay Elena, turn it on!"
Elena nodded and pressed the switch. The laser fired out its pink ray directly into Tifa's exposed stomach. "EEEEEEK! Turn it, turn it off! Hahahaha! You're gonna, you're gonna pay for this! All of you—heheheheh!"
"Hey," Reno called to Elena with a smile, "I bet you can't aim it into her belly button!"
Elena smirked back. "Bet I can."
"Don't you dare aim it there! Hahahaha! No, NO!"
Tifa's pleas were to no avail. It took a while, but the laser eventually worked its way into her navel, though only for a moment. Elena laughed along as Tifa kicked and squirmed to her side, allowing the laser to attack her ribs instead. "Aww, why are you laughing?" teased Elena. "Did I say something funny?"
"Damn you! Hahahahah! AHAHAHA!"
"Yo, Elena, I know you're enjoying this, but we need all of them tested, not just Tifa," said Reno. "You can get her again later if you want. Rude, unstrap Tifa and tie her up with Aerith, and get that brat up to the table." He turned to Yuffie with a glare. "You best behave or we'll make it last even longer."
"DAMN! This better be quick! How about I give you some... materia......... maybe."
Elena ignored Yuffie's desperate offer as Rude strapped her to the table. "Since I had so much fun with Tifa's stomach, I'm gonna focus on your underarms. Is that okay?"
"No! It's not okay!" cried Yuffie. "Can you PLEASE let me GO?"
"Aww... she said 'please'!" mocked Elena, grinning evilly.
She pointed the laser at Yuffie's right underarm and fired. "Please don't please don't please don't please don't—AHAHAHA! No! HEHEHEHEHE! Not there! HAHAHAHAHA! Don't—AHAHAHAHAHAHA! Stop—STOP! HAHAHAHAHAHAH!"
"Aww, Yuffie has ticklish underarms does she? How 'bout the ribs? Tickle tickle little ninja, hope you enjoy it....."
"HEHEHEHAHAHAHAH—STOP IT PLEASE! AHAHAHAHA! I'LL JUST—I'll JUST—AHAHAHAH! HEHEHE!"
Yuffie was clearly more ticklish than Tifa, at least in the underarms and ribs. While observing the action, Rude noted that Elena was genuinely enjoying this. Why? Was it to gain respect from him and Reno? If so, it wouldn't work—not with him anyway. Rude had never approved of the Turks being sadistic torturers.
"Hee-hee-hee-haw-haw-haw!" Elena was even mocking her laughter now. "Nice moves, girl! Work it! Hee-hee-hee-haw-haw-haw!"
Even Reno was becoming a bit disturbed by Elena's enthusiasm. "Hey, uh... Elena, let's leave Yuffie for the time being, okay? Let's just move on to Aerith...."
Elena turned off the controls. "Sure. Just one request though. Take her shoes off."
"Seriously?"
"Y'know what, I'll do it myself."
The blonde Turk removed Aerith's boots and socks and gave a long look at her bare feet. Aerith stayed silent as she was carried to the table and spreadeagled. Judging by her unworried expression, Elena wondered if she wasn't ticklish... well, there was only one way to find out.
She readied the laser, pointing it directly at her right foot. "And one, two....."
"Stop."
The Turks were suddenly interrupted by a familiar voice. They turned towards it and saw Tseng at the doorway, slowly marching into the room. Aerith gasped as she recognized him, and for a moment she thought that he had come to save her.
"Uhhhhh.... boss? What are you doin' here?" asked Reno.
Tseng ignored him and walked up to Aerith's feet. "How are you feeling, Aerith?"
"Tseng, I.... please, just let me and my friends go. I haven't been... tickled yet, but them.... they suffered enough...."
He remained silent and looked down at Aerith's feet. They were quite small—smaller than he'd expected, and very white. He couldn't resist the temptation. He ran his fingers up and down her right sole, gently stroking it.
"Tse-Tseng?! What are you—HAHAHAHA—no—HEHEHEHE—stop—HAHAHAHA!"
Reno shrugged at Rude and Elena. "Tseng, sir? You're acting out of character..." He didn't know what was going on, and neither did his colleagues nor Tifa and Yuffie. Tseng stayed emotionless as he continued to tickle Aerith's feet.
"Tseng! Please, HAHAHAHA—stop it—HEHEHEHE—what do you want? HAHAHA!"
"Uh, sir?" Elena cut in. "Can I join? I can help you make her lose her mind."
Reno and Rude groaned in disgust as Elena made her way to Aerith's upper body. And then she started tickling it like crazy, digging fingers into her sides and stomach and ribs. Aerith went completely ballistic—the poor woman was horribly ticklish, perhaps moreso than Yuffie. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HEHEHE—NO—HAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHE!!!"
"Elena, please stop," ordered Tseng. "She needs to breathe."
Elena followed his command and Tseng also pulled his hands away. A brief silence fell over everyone in the room, and he took a deep breath. "Aerith... there's something I need to tell you. I... I've always..."
BLINK!
At that moment, the power went out. The sounds and lights on the tickle ray faded to nothing and the restraints on the table were retracted, freeing Aerith. There was still light in the room thanks to the emergency power, but everything else was shut down.
Elena looked around in confusion... and gasped as she heard the loud smack of Aerith's fist connecting with Tseng's face. "ARGH! SHE HIT ME!" screamed Tseng, his nose quickly dripping with blood. "SHE HIT ME!"
"Goddammit... a power cut," muttered Reno. "Why now?"
"Hang on, Tifa," said Aerith, kneeling down to her friend. "I'll have you outta these ropes in a second. And you too, Yuffie."
"Reno........," Rude murmured, but paused as he noticed the weapon in Aerith's hand. "Wait, where'd you get that gun?"
Aerith smiled as she pointed it at him and Reno. "From your idiotic boss."
"Aerith......," Tseng groaned, "Give it back...."
Elena was still looking worriedly at her boss, unaware that something was approaching her. She flinched at the last second, and screamed as her body was tackled to the floor. "YEOW!"
She looked up and saw Tifa on top of her—Tifa had attacked her! "You'll pay for this!" she yelled, pinning the female Turk by the arms. "Aerith! Shoot them if you must!"
"Reno! Rude!" Tseng pointed towards the exit. "Let's get outta here and call for backup!"
"Roger that! I'll lock the door so they don't escape!"
The clicking sound of the door being locked was clearly heard as Reno, Rude, and Tseng left the room. Tifa, Aerith, and Yuffie were now trapped inside but at this very moment, they didn't care. They were free from their bonds and they had Elena all to themselves.
Yuffie grinned at the captured Turk. "Hmm-hmm-hmm! I wonder what we're gonna do while we wait?"
There was no need to ask that question. Elena's eyes were wide with horror and shock. "L-listen...," she squeaked, "I only did this to make a good impression..."
Tifa smirked. "Well, if tickling people makes a good impression, then we're gonna make a REAL good one!" She looked at the tickle ray and shook her head. "That thing's not working, so I guess we're just gonna have to tie you up and do it the old-fashioned way...."
"HAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!"
Sweet revenge for Tifa, Aerith, and Yuffie. After Elena was bound to the table with ropes, Tifa removed her black shoes and ran her long nails along Elena's bare soles, causing gales of laughter. Aerith tickled her knees and inner thighs, while Yuffie was merciless on her upper body, especially her sides, underarms, and hipbone area. Elena's shirt had even been unbuttoned and ripped open, revealing a delicate, petite frame with ample cleavage and slender curves just asking to be tickled all over. It was pure torture. Elena laughed, screamed, begged, squirmed, kicked, and struggled, but nothing seemed to help. No matter what she did, the unbearable tickling sensation didn't go away. She was extremely ticklish—the most ticklish of the four women—and her captors enjoyed every second of tormenting her.
After thirty minutes of nonstop tickling, Reno, Rude and Tseng arrived with reinforcements—ten Shinra infantrymen. The soldiers waited outside the door, pointing their guns at the three women while the Turks entered. Rude ran over to Elena and released her while trying his best not to stare at her half-naked body. Reno was slightly confused that the girls were still here.
"What, you didn't even try to escape?"
Tifa shrugged. "Uhhh..... didn't you forget? You locked us in here."
Tseng had a sad look on his face. "I'm sorry, everyone... but we have just received direct orders from the President. You are not to be captured. You are to be executed. I'm so sorry Aerith....."
The soldiers aimed their weapons.
"WAIT!" Rude raised his palm alarmingly. His head then cocked towards the surveillance camera. "It's.............."
Reno's mouth dropped as he caught a glimpse of something very suspicious. "No way..."
"Sephiroth..........."
Heavy footsteps were heard down the hall, increasing in volume as it approached the room. One of the Shinra infantrymen turned towards the source of the sound. "Er... sir, this is a secret passage.... you can't come down here... wait, are you.... OH MY GOD!"
The Turks and Avalanche saw what looked like a black shadow run at lightning pace through the soldiers. And then, with a blinding flash of light, all ten infantrymen collapsed to the floor.
Sephiroth was now standing at the doorway, his hair swaying even in the calm air. His seven-foot sword was covered with blood after it had slashed through all the bodies. The legendary ex-SOLDIER looked directly at Aerith with his green, mako eyes and spoke, telepathically, in a mute voice.
Worry not, Cetra. Your time has not yet come.
With a curt nod, he turned and walked back down the corridor. Tseng grabbed a machine gun from a fallen soldier and fired. But the murderous warrior was no longer there, not a single trace left behind besides the bodies on the floor. Reno and Rude grimaced at the horrific sight, while Elena was still trying to button up her uniform, her face red and filled with embarrassment and dry tears.
After a long moment of silence, Tseng sighed and spoke to the three captives, "Ladies... I think this serves as an appropriate excuse for me to release you. Go, before I change my mind."
"Thank you, Tseng." Aerith smiled at him gratefully. "I won't forget this."
With that, Tifa, Yuffie, and Aerith left the room. Reno and Rude were still shaking—they genuinely thought that they were going to die. "S-sir? What do we do now?" asked Reno.
"Ah, yes. You three had better hurry," Tseng replied. "Pack your bags. The plane leaves soon."
"Plane? To where?"
"Wutai, of course. Enjoy your vacation."
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