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Chapter Three
Elena stared dully to her left as the rain splattered down on the window of the helicopter. The weather had gotten increasingly worse since they set off and she was getting bored, since there really wasn’t anything to do on such a long journey. It seemed that once again, she was taking for granted things that astonished her as a small child. It was strange how things kept making her think of her childhood, she had been in that kind of mood for a while, thinking that sometimes, she wished she could be small again, and blessed with that innocent mind, and unblemished lifestyle that she had taken for granted back then.
She thought vaguely of Reno, and what his thoughts were on it. She knew he hadn’t had an easy childhood, although she hadn’t heard any of it from Reno. His partner Rude and keyed her in before she had been there very long. They all knew that Reno was touchy about strange subjects, and Elena really hadn’t understood why. It was then, after an argument with Reno, that Rude had stepped in and told her about his rough childhood in the slums. She hadn’t felt that bad in a long time, and she found herself automatically going to his office and apologizing to him. Thankfully, he had accepted her apology, and the two of them put their differences behind them.
She didn’t really understand though, that he was so touchy about the subject of the slums, when he was forever ridiculing the rich. More than once he had let slip and snide remark about Elena’s ‘piss-easy’ life.
Shaking her head to rid herself of this strange reminiscing state, Elena looked over at Reno. He hadn’t said anything in a while, which was always worrying, and Elena was starting to notice that the atmosphere was somehow getting somewhat tense.
“Reno…?” Elena began, not taking her eyes away from the window to look at the redhead.
“Something’s wrong.”
Elena turned sharply in her seat to face Reno properly. His face had paled suddenly and there was sweat on his brow. “What?” she said, feeling her heart begin to race.
“Interference…” Reno muttered, flicking a switch on the dash. “But we’re nowhere near…”
“What?” Elena repeated. She really had no idea what was going on.
Before Reno could answer, there was a sickening clap of thunder, causing Elena to yelp, and almost instantaneously, a flash of lightening followed.
“Shit…” Reno looked practically unshaken by the interruption. “This is getting dangerous.”
“Reno, don’t…” Elena said, she wasn’t quite sure what the point she was trying to get across was, but she stuttered anyway.
“The rain’s dying down…” Reno said, more to himself than Elena. “We should be okay now…”
“Reno, no.” Elena said sharply, her frustration taking over her fear.
“What?” The redhead turned to face her, confusion glinting in the depths of his aqua eyes.
“We have to land it, it’s too dangerous.” She demanded. “Why risk it?”
“To get the mission done.” Reno said, turning away from Elena to face the front again.
Elena sighed and leant back in her chair. Reno was right in a sense, but only about the fact that the rain had died down. But the blonde could she in the dismal clouds ahead of them, there was a bigger storm brewing, and that would definitely caused interference. She didn’t see how Reno couldn’t have noticed this himself, but he seemed intent to carry on piloting. He was looking nervous though, and although it was slightly worrying that he was obviously losing his nerve at that moment, it was a slight relief as well. Maybe he would swallow his pride and give into the pressure, causing him to land the helicopter, and lowering the two of them into a much safer atmosphere.
Suddenly there was another clap of thunder, this time causing Reno to jump as well. He shook his head shakily and a sudden look of determination came to his eyes; Elena wasn’t sure whether to be worried or not.
“Fuck…” Reno muttered to himself. “Whose stupid idea was this anyway?”
Elena didn’t reply, only watched, praying that Reno would take the chopper down. Sure enough, relief washed over Elena as she felt their altitude lowering.
“Reno?” Elena began.
“Shuttup.” Reno said quickly, not turning his attention away from his work. Elena leant back in her seat and closed her eyes. For some reason, she was even more nervous now, and wouldn’t feel easy until they were on the floor. Even then, the storm was starting to look serious, and things could end up still being dangerous for them.
Within minutes, Reno had landed the chopper, and the engine was off. They were in complete silence, and Elena was suddenly even more aware of the storm surrounding them. Even though the rain was lighter, it was still lashing down, making quite a lot of noise against the metal shell of the helicopter. She could also hear the distant sound of the thunder, which meant that there must be more than one storm, as the other one had been right above them.
“You okay?” Reno asked, turning to her. Elena nodded her head. “What time is it?” his eyebrow raised.
Elena looked at her watch, and then suddenly realized the curiosity in Reno’s voice when he had asked the question. It was strange, it was starting to get very dark… maybe it was the weather.
“It’s half past two.” Elena said.
Reno shook his head. “We’re stuck now… we gotta stay here, at least until the storm dies down.”
“We could be here a while then.” Elena sighed, leaning back in her chair.
“Wake me up when it’s over… or if we’re about to die.” Reno pulled his legs up, hugging them with his long arms, and put his head on his knees.
Elena didn’t object. She didn’t see the point anyway, he was probably already asleep. She didn’t know how, but Reno seemed able to fall asleep in the matter of seconds, unless he was just pretending…
Elena awoke with a start. She hadn’t been really asleep, but sort of dozing. Reno was still in the exact same position he had been before Elena dozed off, and Elena vaguely wondered how he was comfortable sitting like that.
There was something different, but Elena wasn’t quite sure what it was… then she realized as she sat watching the sleeping redhead; it was silent. The rain had stopped.
“Reno!” Elena said, diving at the redhead and shaking him awake. “Wake up.”
“Huh…” Reno muttered vaguely. He put his head up and rubbed his eye with his slender wrist.
“The rain’s stopped.” Elena told him ecstatically. “Can we go now?”
“Gimme a minute…” Reno slurred. Elena was about to argue, but decided letting a drowsy Reno pilot a helicopter was probably not a good idea. “Pass me that bag.” The redhead said looking as though he’d had a good idea. Elena did as she was told and passed him the green duffel bag. He unzipped it and pulled out some pale green materia that Elena recognized as cure. Clutching it his left hand, he muttered something under his breath and the whole of his body momentarily glowed green.
“Why’d you do that?” Elena asked curiously.
“We need to get a move on.” Reno said hastily.
“Fair enough…” Elena watched confusedly as Reno fiddled with some switches on the dash, an action that Elena had become used to already. After a few minutes, nothing happened…
“Shit…” Reno said, leaning back into his chair again.
“What’s wrong?” Elena asked him.
“This chopper is crap, that’s what’s wrong.” Reno said angrily. He made one last violent attempt to start it again, but no result.
“So now what?” Elena said in a fed-up tone of voice.
“Well, if we wanna get anywhere, we’re gonna have to walk…” Reno said. He had his eyes closed, as though willing their situation not to be true.
“We’re miles away from anywhere… in fact, where are we?” Elena’s eyebrows knitted together as she looked at the redhead.
“I don’t friggin’ know.” Reno said irritably.
“I thought you were supposed to have a good sense of direction?” Elena said, crossing her arms.
“It is good.” Reno told her. “…when it chooses to be.”
“How reassuring…” Elena said sarcastically. “Come on.”
The two Turks clumsily jumped out of the helicopter, Elena with the green bag on her shoulders. Reno landed on all fours, before getting on his feet and stretching, causing his joints to crack. For some reason, Elena was reminded disturbingly of a cat for a split second.
Elena looked around them; their surroundings were less than paradise. She had absolutely no idea where they were, but it was shockingly cold, and all Elena could see was clear, flat ground. Probably about a mile away, there was a large, dense looking forest. Then a thought suddenly struck her.
“Reno?”
“Hm?” The redhead turned to face her. He still looked alarmingly drowsy.
“How can you not know where we are?” She asked. “You were taking us to the Forgotten City, weren’t you?”
“Umm…” Reno looked at his feet nervously. “We kinda had a … detour.”
“A detour, why?” Elena asked. She was trying to keep her temper with him, but she felt he eye twitch uncontrollably.
“The intereference…” Reno told her awkwardly. “We were havin’ it ages before we ran into the storm. I figured I could go around it, but now we’ve been thrown off track.”
“Great.” Elena said angrily. She breathed out shakily, knowing she didn’t have the right to be mad at Reno. He had tried his best to keep them safe after all. “So…” she carried on, trying to keep her anger out of her voice. “You have no clue whatsoever as to which direction we have to go in?”
Elena frowned at the familiar smirk that formed on Reno’s face. “I didn’t say that, did I?” He said cockily. He pointed in the direction of the forest. “That way.”
“How do you know?” Elena demanded.
“I just figured out where we are. So I ain’t completely useless.” Reno smirked and looked over at the forest. “That’s The Sleeping Forest.”
“Bone Village?”
“You got it.” Reno winked. “So we just gotta get over there, then we can rest and stuff… then I guess I’ll work out what to do from there.”
“Okay…” Elena sighed. “But you know, you should have spoken to me, and I would have told you to land the chopper before you-”
“Laney?” Reno interrupted, a slightly disbelieving look on his face. “Shut up. We’re alive aren’t we? And it’ll only take a little while to walk up there.”
“Suppose…” Elena shifted the weight of the bag on her shoulder.
“Right… so let’s go…”
Elena stared dully to her left as the rain splattered down on the window of the helicopter. The weather had gotten increasingly worse since they set off and she was getting bored, since there really wasn’t anything to do on such a long journey. It seemed that once again, she was taking for granted things that astonished her as a small child. It was strange how things kept making her think of her childhood, she had been in that kind of mood for a while, thinking that sometimes, she wished she could be small again, and blessed with that innocent mind, and unblemished lifestyle that she had taken for granted back then.
She thought vaguely of Reno, and what his thoughts were on it. She knew he hadn’t had an easy childhood, although she hadn’t heard any of it from Reno. His partner Rude and keyed her in before she had been there very long. They all knew that Reno was touchy about strange subjects, and Elena really hadn’t understood why. It was then, after an argument with Reno, that Rude had stepped in and told her about his rough childhood in the slums. She hadn’t felt that bad in a long time, and she found herself automatically going to his office and apologizing to him. Thankfully, he had accepted her apology, and the two of them put their differences behind them.
She didn’t really understand though, that he was so touchy about the subject of the slums, when he was forever ridiculing the rich. More than once he had let slip and snide remark about Elena’s ‘piss-easy’ life.
Shaking her head to rid herself of this strange reminiscing state, Elena looked over at Reno. He hadn’t said anything in a while, which was always worrying, and Elena was starting to notice that the atmosphere was somehow getting somewhat tense.
“Reno…?” Elena began, not taking her eyes away from the window to look at the redhead.
“Something’s wrong.”
Elena turned sharply in her seat to face Reno properly. His face had paled suddenly and there was sweat on his brow. “What?” she said, feeling her heart begin to race.
“Interference…” Reno muttered, flicking a switch on the dash. “But we’re nowhere near…”
“What?” Elena repeated. She really had no idea what was going on.
Before Reno could answer, there was a sickening clap of thunder, causing Elena to yelp, and almost instantaneously, a flash of lightening followed.
“Shit…” Reno looked practically unshaken by the interruption. “This is getting dangerous.”
“Reno, don’t…” Elena said, she wasn’t quite sure what the point she was trying to get across was, but she stuttered anyway.
“The rain’s dying down…” Reno said, more to himself than Elena. “We should be okay now…”
“Reno, no.” Elena said sharply, her frustration taking over her fear.
“What?” The redhead turned to face her, confusion glinting in the depths of his aqua eyes.
“We have to land it, it’s too dangerous.” She demanded. “Why risk it?”
“To get the mission done.” Reno said, turning away from Elena to face the front again.
Elena sighed and leant back in her chair. Reno was right in a sense, but only about the fact that the rain had died down. But the blonde could she in the dismal clouds ahead of them, there was a bigger storm brewing, and that would definitely caused interference. She didn’t see how Reno couldn’t have noticed this himself, but he seemed intent to carry on piloting. He was looking nervous though, and although it was slightly worrying that he was obviously losing his nerve at that moment, it was a slight relief as well. Maybe he would swallow his pride and give into the pressure, causing him to land the helicopter, and lowering the two of them into a much safer atmosphere.
Suddenly there was another clap of thunder, this time causing Reno to jump as well. He shook his head shakily and a sudden look of determination came to his eyes; Elena wasn’t sure whether to be worried or not.
“Fuck…” Reno muttered to himself. “Whose stupid idea was this anyway?”
Elena didn’t reply, only watched, praying that Reno would take the chopper down. Sure enough, relief washed over Elena as she felt their altitude lowering.
“Reno?” Elena began.
“Shuttup.” Reno said quickly, not turning his attention away from his work. Elena leant back in her seat and closed her eyes. For some reason, she was even more nervous now, and wouldn’t feel easy until they were on the floor. Even then, the storm was starting to look serious, and things could end up still being dangerous for them.
Within minutes, Reno had landed the chopper, and the engine was off. They were in complete silence, and Elena was suddenly even more aware of the storm surrounding them. Even though the rain was lighter, it was still lashing down, making quite a lot of noise against the metal shell of the helicopter. She could also hear the distant sound of the thunder, which meant that there must be more than one storm, as the other one had been right above them.
“You okay?” Reno asked, turning to her. Elena nodded her head. “What time is it?” his eyebrow raised.
Elena looked at her watch, and then suddenly realized the curiosity in Reno’s voice when he had asked the question. It was strange, it was starting to get very dark… maybe it was the weather.
“It’s half past two.” Elena said.
Reno shook his head. “We’re stuck now… we gotta stay here, at least until the storm dies down.”
“We could be here a while then.” Elena sighed, leaning back in her chair.
“Wake me up when it’s over… or if we’re about to die.” Reno pulled his legs up, hugging them with his long arms, and put his head on his knees.
Elena didn’t object. She didn’t see the point anyway, he was probably already asleep. She didn’t know how, but Reno seemed able to fall asleep in the matter of seconds, unless he was just pretending…
Elena awoke with a start. She hadn’t been really asleep, but sort of dozing. Reno was still in the exact same position he had been before Elena dozed off, and Elena vaguely wondered how he was comfortable sitting like that.
There was something different, but Elena wasn’t quite sure what it was… then she realized as she sat watching the sleeping redhead; it was silent. The rain had stopped.
“Reno!” Elena said, diving at the redhead and shaking him awake. “Wake up.”
“Huh…” Reno muttered vaguely. He put his head up and rubbed his eye with his slender wrist.
“The rain’s stopped.” Elena told him ecstatically. “Can we go now?”
“Gimme a minute…” Reno slurred. Elena was about to argue, but decided letting a drowsy Reno pilot a helicopter was probably not a good idea. “Pass me that bag.” The redhead said looking as though he’d had a good idea. Elena did as she was told and passed him the green duffel bag. He unzipped it and pulled out some pale green materia that Elena recognized as cure. Clutching it his left hand, he muttered something under his breath and the whole of his body momentarily glowed green.
“Why’d you do that?” Elena asked curiously.
“We need to get a move on.” Reno said hastily.
“Fair enough…” Elena watched confusedly as Reno fiddled with some switches on the dash, an action that Elena had become used to already. After a few minutes, nothing happened…
“Shit…” Reno said, leaning back into his chair again.
“What’s wrong?” Elena asked him.
“This chopper is crap, that’s what’s wrong.” Reno said angrily. He made one last violent attempt to start it again, but no result.
“So now what?” Elena said in a fed-up tone of voice.
“Well, if we wanna get anywhere, we’re gonna have to walk…” Reno said. He had his eyes closed, as though willing their situation not to be true.
“We’re miles away from anywhere… in fact, where are we?” Elena’s eyebrows knitted together as she looked at the redhead.
“I don’t friggin’ know.” Reno said irritably.
“I thought you were supposed to have a good sense of direction?” Elena said, crossing her arms.
“It is good.” Reno told her. “…when it chooses to be.”
“How reassuring…” Elena said sarcastically. “Come on.”
The two Turks clumsily jumped out of the helicopter, Elena with the green bag on her shoulders. Reno landed on all fours, before getting on his feet and stretching, causing his joints to crack. For some reason, Elena was reminded disturbingly of a cat for a split second.
Elena looked around them; their surroundings were less than paradise. She had absolutely no idea where they were, but it was shockingly cold, and all Elena could see was clear, flat ground. Probably about a mile away, there was a large, dense looking forest. Then a thought suddenly struck her.
“Reno?”
“Hm?” The redhead turned to face her. He still looked alarmingly drowsy.
“How can you not know where we are?” She asked. “You were taking us to the Forgotten City, weren’t you?”
“Umm…” Reno looked at his feet nervously. “We kinda had a … detour.”
“A detour, why?” Elena asked. She was trying to keep her temper with him, but she felt he eye twitch uncontrollably.
“The intereference…” Reno told her awkwardly. “We were havin’ it ages before we ran into the storm. I figured I could go around it, but now we’ve been thrown off track.”
“Great.” Elena said angrily. She breathed out shakily, knowing she didn’t have the right to be mad at Reno. He had tried his best to keep them safe after all. “So…” she carried on, trying to keep her anger out of her voice. “You have no clue whatsoever as to which direction we have to go in?”
Elena frowned at the familiar smirk that formed on Reno’s face. “I didn’t say that, did I?” He said cockily. He pointed in the direction of the forest. “That way.”
“How do you know?” Elena demanded.
“I just figured out where we are. So I ain’t completely useless.” Reno smirked and looked over at the forest. “That’s The Sleeping Forest.”
“Bone Village?”
“You got it.” Reno winked. “So we just gotta get over there, then we can rest and stuff… then I guess I’ll work out what to do from there.”
“Okay…” Elena sighed. “But you know, you should have spoken to me, and I would have told you to land the chopper before you-”
“Laney?” Reno interrupted, a slightly disbelieving look on his face. “Shut up. We’re alive aren’t we? And it’ll only take a little while to walk up there.”
“Suppose…” Elena shifted the weight of the bag on her shoulder.
“Right… so let’s go…”
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