Disclaimer: I don't own FFVII
A/N: Another Reffie! Hope you enjoy it!
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I hate this mission. I turned and looked at the guy behind me. What the fuck was this moron's problem anyway? Following me around like some puppy. Ugh! Creep.
He smiled crookedly at me, revealing a black tooth. Ew, I think I may barf. I was so going to kill the group. We were on yet, another mission: Find out who's been murdering all the prostitutes here downtown. I think I know the answer!
Tifa couldn't come because she broke her ankle last week tripping over Chocobo butt's Fenrir. Dumb ass left that thing in the rain. Shelke couldn't come because she was watching the kids. So here I am dressed like a hooker being chased by a potential serial killer. An ugly serial killer.
"You are lookin' very good tonight sugar. How much to go to my room?" I rolled my eyes inwardly and hoped to Leviathan that my mic chip was still in good condition for the group to hear. I couldn't really keep any weapons on me, due to the short skirt and skimpy bikini top.
"20,000 Gil." He scowled. I heard Cloud in my ear chip yelling at me that it was too high a price. My ass it was too high! I wasn't going to this creeps house for anything less.
"Don't ya think that's too much for a slut like you?" I grit my teeth. I missed my shuriken. I put my hands on my hips and clucked my tongue at the man.
"Do you want some of this or not? 20, 000 Gil. No less."
"Fine. Follow me." As I walked to his car I heard my ear piece go all static-y. This was not good.
"Cloud!" I whispered so the crazy guy wouldn't hear me. No answer. Shit. I started to back away from him.
Son of a bitch! Damn these mother fucking heels making me fall. He heard the noise and whipped around and I started running, he was right behind me. Holy Shiva! He's shooting at me!
"Let me go you son of a fucking bitch! I will shove my shuriken so far up your ass you'll be choking on your own blood, let me go now!" He smacked me hard in the face, making my head dizzy.
He carried me to his car and I now officially hated heels and skirts. "Shut up bitch!" He yelled slamming a piece of tape on my mouth. When did he pull tape out. I reached to pull the tape off, but he grabbed my hands quickly and forcefully put them behind my back, tying them together.
I went to kick him but he grabbed my leg. Damn, he had good reflexes. He started kissing it and I started to feel nauseous. This day sucked. Oh yes, I was going to murder Cloud.
The guy turned on the ignition and then turned to me caressing my face with the back of his hand. "You're much prettier than the last two." He said. I jerked my head away and he laughed, driving away.
I needed to think of of plan to get out of here. Hmmm. Then; Everything happened so damn fast I only realized now that I didn't have my seatbelt and I flew out of the windshield.
Ouch, I think my body broke. I raised my head slightly to see the car explode in a heap of flames. Did I really fly that far from the car?
I heard footsteps running toward me and I was going to call out for help. Damnit! I still had the tape on my mouth. The fumes of smoke and oil were now making my head hurt worse and I became more nauseated. The footsteps came next to my head and I tried to focus my eyes on the person. I only saw green eyes and heard a sentence before I blackened out.
"Rude! Look, it's the Ninja chick from AVALANCHE!"
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Crazy ideas popping into my head! XD