Some Rescue | renoiisms
renoiisms
For some reason, Tseng hadn't seemed to want to trust Zack with this mission.
He couldn't understand why. It was an important task! The rebel faction outside Junon, known only as the Fireflies, was growing bolder and bolder, and they needed to be taken out. That much was fact. Shinra had thought the best way to take out the hidden leader, a woman named Tessa Roman, was to infiltrate the group, so naturally, they had turned to the Turks.
Except, then they'd lost contact with Reno. Tseng wanted to make sure his inside man was safe, and the only way to do that was to send someone else in. But if Reno had been caught, then that meant they would be wary of new recruits for a while. The only way to get someone in was to give them something they really wanted.
Like a SOLDIER second class.
No rebel group worth their salt would reject a mako enhanced super soldier. Yeah, he'd probably be watched carefully and not allowed near anyone of worth. Yeah, he'd probably be the last person they ever trusted with anything. But if they could get information out of him, or better yet, have him kill stuff for them...well, it'd probably be worth it. Right?
Tseng had thought so. Except he was wary about sending Zack, and Zack had no idea why! He was good at what he did! He almost always remembered his sword these days! And he'd remembered it this time, when he'd made contact with the Fireflies outpost and explained to them that he wanted to join their ranks. Tseng had coached him on what to say for like hours. He was so good at this.
Well. Maybe not quite as good as he had thought, he reflected as the tranqs they'd put in the drink they'd offered him wore off--probably sooner than they expected, sure, but it was still plenty of time for them to kick him around a bit and throw him into a cell.
Rubbing his aching head, he groaned under his breath and opened one eye. Yeah. He was definitely in a cell. They hadn't trusted him, apparently. Oh, and they'd taken his sword, his PHS, and the super secret microphone Tseng had hidden in his collar. Huh.
But apparently, he wasn't alone in the cell. As he slowly sat up, he was aware of a flash of bright red hair just out of the corner of his eye. The man sitting across from him looked very similar to the photos of Reno Zack had seen, although he was sporting quite a few cuts and bruises.
“You Reno?” he asked, abruptly cheerful. “I'm here to rescue you!”
