Orphans Chapter 3Chapter 3
"Why do you care?" asked Rufus. He wished Reno would stop. He wasn't even sure he wanted to go with him, but he didn't want to be left behind either. Rufus wanted an explanation.
"I wasn't joking about the killed part," said Reno. "I might not be the nicest guy, or even a good guy, but I don't want to see you get killed. Yeah, bad things happen. Sometimes people got it comin' to 'em, and sometimes they don't, but you. You're just too shiny. That and you make a good distraction. A face like that, people will trust you before they'd trust me. You and me, we could be partners. Just stick with me, and I can teach you everything you need to know. I've got what they call street savoir faire, yo." He motioned to a ladder on the side of one of the buildings and motioned for Rufus to climb up.
"Know how," said Rufus. He continued to follow Reno. He could always leave if he wanted, after all.
"Yeah, as in knowing how to survive," said Reno. He turned to offer Rufus a hand up as he clim
Orphans Chapter 2Chapter 2
The next thing he remembered was waking up, and finding that he couldn't scream. His mouth was open, but not a single sound came out, not even a whimper. Was this death? Then the air returned to his lungs, bringing pain alongside, and he let out a cry.
"Guess that means he'll live," said one of the bystanders. Rufus looked up see a crowd of people had gathered around him as he lay in a pile of squashed vegetables in the remains of a fruit cart.
"Who cares if he lives? What about my cart? What about my cabbages!" A portly man snapped, whose face was as red as the tomatoes Rufus had crushed.
"Lighten' up. S'not everyday it rains kids," Said a red-headed boy.
"Where did he fall from?" Asked a woman.
"Probably trying to climb out to upper plate," Another speculated with an air of annoyance. "Kids these days."
Rufus sat up, and winced in pain. How long had he been unconscious? It seemed too dark to still be day, though all the light was artificial - the sickening green glow of mak
Orphans Chapter 1Summary: How Rufus met Reno. Rufus Shinra is 11 years old. When he runs away from home it can only mean trouble and winding up in the slums makes matters worse. However, a certain streetwise slum kid seems intent on being his friend and keeping him alive, at least until Rufus is kidnapped.
He was eleven years old. His mother's funeral had been yesterday, and tomorrow Rufus Shinra was expected to return to school. His father would not allow him time to grieve. Rufus doubted that his father understood what grief was, because the President certainly didn't seem like he was grieving. The man hadn't even come to his own wife's funeral.
Oh, he had made an appearance at the public memorial service. A spectacle to give the people to a time and place to grieve for their "princess". However, President Shinra had insisted on a small private ceremony for the funeral itself: immediate family only. The memorial service was more tribute, a press field day where people who'd never known his
Pedigree: Bark and Bite"Sir," Tseng addressed him.
Rufus looked up from his desk. The Turk must have just arrived; Rufus hadn't been aware he was in Junon. There was no question in Rufus's mind as to why Tseng was there. The look on Tseng's face was enough to tell him all he needed to know, although no one else could have read anything there.
Besides, he'd received a desperate phone call from Palmer hours ago. Sephiroth was back and lose in the building. They didn't stop him, they needed reinforcements. Rufus had chosen to do nothing. No sense putting his Turks in danger. His father had made his bed and he could lay in it. Not that Rufus would share this information with Tseng. The Turk would find out eventually, but at the moment Rufus didn't feel like justifying himself to Tseng. Although soon enough Rufus would have the Turks fix the records to make it seem Rufus had done everything in his power to help, but unfortunately...
"He's dead, isn't he?" asked Rufus. Like the Turk, his words gave no clue as to h
PedigreeIn his house, read: prison, in Junon, Rufus Shin Ra, still Vice President of Shin RA EP despite everything, sits and thinks about what he's done. Isn't that what boys in time out are supposed to do? His father always did treat him like a child.
All and all, Rufus suspects his father is proud of him for his betrayal. Not because he betrayed his father per se, but because he took the initiative to do it. And because he'd gotten away with it for so long, which was fairly impressive.
No one crossed Shin Ra and lived. That was the general thought on how things ought to be. Rufus knew he'd be an exception. His father was too old to groom another heir even if he could produce one. Do to a combination of factors, stress, weight, perhaps Mako exposure, the President had been all but infertile for years. It was a miracle, or rather a wonder of science, that Rufus had been conceived at all. Rufus wasn't a test tube baby by any means, the President wanted an heir not one of Hojo's experiments, but
AnniversaryMaybe I cry too easy.
Insecurities and the wish to fade.
My secret wish.
The times I was left alone. Left out of "family" outings or pictures. The night it was made clear that what used to be my home, wasn't my home.
I belong nowhere, and no one. I am the child of nobody, and so in many ways nothing. I wished to be that, so many times.
I never thought of suicide. Never. That would hurt people. That was selfish. That was what my mother threatened with a knife at her heart, and me, a child crying, begging her not to. Swearing my love.
That was when I was young, when she still wanted me more than the needles and powder.
At 14 I lost my world, and with it home.
I started a new life, but I didn't belong in it.
I didn't belong to the family who took me in. I couldn't belong with the woman who birthed me.
She had stopped being my mother, and I didn't want to be her child. The child of user, in every sense of that word.
My mother looked at me and saw a doll. The family who took me in, my famil