I must say that today has been /quite/ a day. And I think even that is a severe understatement. Let's see...Where to begin?
My day started early as usual, a budget planning conference in the morning followed by a catered business lunch. I got out around one and headed to my office to catch up on the morning's paperwork and to record the events of the meeting. Boring you say, right? Well here's where it starts to get unusual.
Amiki, my secretary, didn't answer when I buzzed her *several* times to bring me my phone messages. I was beginning to get flustered and went to have a /chat/ with the girl(fire her). Well, she wasn't at her desk. Now, I've had unreliable employees, and they do not last long at ShinRa. Amiki has been with the company for 7 years and has never skipped out on work or left her desk during business hours without notifying me and having a damned good reason. Let's just say I'm beyond annoyed at this point and ready to take off some heads. I stormed down the hallway until I came to this floor's main room and demanded to know where the fuck my secretary had gone.
At this point I realize I'm shouting at about 4 people instead of the 25 or 30 that should be out here. "And where the bloody hell is everyone?!" With an exasperated sigh, I turned to go back to my office and sort this out, when some brave errand boy risked my wrath and spoke up. "Excuse me, Mr. ShinRa...sir. Everyone was called down to the 15th floor. They found your secretary dead in the parking deck this morning. There were orders not to interrupt your meetings." My eyes went pretty wide at that and I said something along the lines of 'WHAAAAT?!', but it included more profanity than that.
Now I was royally pissed. I was not to be interrupted EXCEPT in case of emergency. And I think the murder of my god damn secretary counts! Not that I really care that much, but do you know how hard it is to replace a good secretary? I'll have to interview and everything. How incredibly annoying. My thoughts were along those lines as I sat down heavily at my desk and prepared to find whoever was responsible for the upset of my afternoon routine.
I was picking up my phone, when I abruptly put it down again. I'd heard a click from the general direction of my office door. Yes, I know that sounds a bit paranoid, but I can't see the door from my desk because of the corner of a wall, and well, when your secretary was just killed in a parking deck AND you work for a company like ShinRa Inc. that has assassins on payroll, we'll see how paranoid you are! Well, I relaxed a bit as my brain registered the fact that there are very few people that had access to my rooms. And only one of them ever came in without announcing himself first.
I ran my hand back through my hair and called to my bodyguard. "Tseng! Have you heard about this outrage?! Where have you been? I would have expected that--"
I was stopped mid sentence as a man, who was /definitely/ not Tseng, stepped around the corner with a gun aimed level at my head. I recovered quickly from the surprise, and took control of the situation by trying to stay calm. Most people were terrified of me anyway, I could play off that.
"Who the fuck are you and what are you doing in my office?" I asked maybe a bit too coolly. I noticed the man was shaking violently.
"Shut up! Shut up or I swear to god I'll shoot you." The man seemed to gain confidence slightly as he spoke, and he waved his gun in a gesture for me to move out from behind the desk. Like hell I would! I tossed my hair casually and glared. "Look fucker, you put that thing away now and get out of my office," I moved slowly for my phone. I took the risk of assuming he was a ShinRa employee and went out on a limb. "You'll never work for ShinRa or /anyone/ again, but that's going to be the very least of your worries when my security gets through with you!"
His face twisted in silent rage and he pulled the trigger. I froze as a bullet flew past my head and left quite a hole in the window behind me. Good thing its shatter proof. "You already fired me you arrogant little bastard! Or have you already forgotten your 'cuts' last week?" He took a step forward and I stepped out from behind the desk, but not before sliding the tiny pistol out from the compartment underneath it. "Of course you don't remember! Why should you? Sitting up here in your little office, destroying the lives of your employees! Why should you care?!" Thanks to his passionate little speech, he hadn't noticed me retrieving the gun.
He moved closer, his gun now inches from my face. I straightened and closed my eyes tight. He kept talking. "Scared pretty boy? It is such a shame to get blood all over that neat white suit, but..." He cocked his gun. I took a deep breath and pulled the trigger of the tiny pistol at the same exact moment 3 Turks and half of ShinRa security burst into the room. Tseng was first, and fired several rounds into the man's back. The man slumped to the ground in front of me, blood on my white suit after all.
I blinked and my legs gave out. Before I could hit the floor, two strong arms caught me from behind and moved me to my chair. Tseng and the bald Turk with the sunglasses kneeled down in front of me. The bald one(Rude was it?) opened my jacket and examined the blood. "None of it's his." He told Tseng as he got up. Security had already removed the body from my floor. I was still in shock, and didn't answer Tsengs string of questions. He paused, and brushed my bangs out of my face with the back of his hand. The gesture took me utterly by surprise and I shivered. "You alright Rufus-sama?" I'd never heard his voice so soft. "We got him." I nodded.
But that was wrong. /I'd/ gotten him. I had seen his face before Tseng's bullets hit his back. He was dead. I had killed him. I told Tseng that later on. I'd had a shower and was sitting on the white sofa in my apartments. I'd never killed anyone before. Not many people know that though. Not with the rumors that fly around here. Ask most of my employees, and they can give you a whole list of people I'd murdered just for delivering my coffee cold, or something trivial like that. Tseng looked at me for a long time. I was starting to get nervous under his stare, when he spoke. "We're gonna have to teach you to shoot one of those things properly."
I almost laughed. "You were lucky you were so close Rufus-sama. If he'd been across the room, you might not have hit him." I wanted to be insulted, but it was only truth. I'd never really learned to shoot. No need to really, or so I'd thought. Not when I had legions of bodyguards, right? "I think something long range would suit you," He continued. "A shotgun perhaps?"
Later I found out that the man had entered my rooms when I'd stormed out. I'd left my office door wide open. How'd he even get onto the floor? He'd stolen Amiki's keycard when he'd strangled her in the parking deck as she got out of her car. Tseng and the rest of security had been so busy downstairs searching the building and looking for clues, they'd thought me secure in the meeting rooms, and no one remembered to send up a guard to my office. Of course when they heard the first gunshot...Well, we know what happened from there. The funny thing is that Tseng thinks I'm in shock over taking a life. He keeps going on about how It wasn't my fault, I was attacked, self-defense, whatever. The truth is that I am in shock, but not because I feel any guilt for shooting that guy.
It felt wonderful.
The /POWER/ I had in that split second I pulled the trigger. He'd looked at me at the very moment life was drained from his body and I was god. Mine was the last face he would ever see. I held his life in my hands, and I crushed it out, just like that. That is real power.