The New Turk

Chapter Two: Training

((So far, so good? I hope... Yes, yes, Ashlee World is going to shock them all... but she isn’t going to be a Turk. Thank you and review if you want.))

It was about four in the morning when the door flung open and a bright light shone in on Sephirena and Tseng. “MORNING SUNSHINE! UP AND AT THEM!” Mr. Morgan screamed.

Sephirena jumped up and yawned. She instinctively reached out for the ‘alarm’ and then yawned and realized what was going on. “Morning Mr. Morgan, Sir!”

Tseng was standing at the foot of his bed, “Morning SIR!”

Mr. Morgan smirked, “Get dressed now and meet me in the common room.” With that, Mr. Morgan slammed the door, leaving the room light on.

Sephirena grabbed her uniform and without thinking-it being too early in the morning to- striped out of her pajamas and started to put on her bra.

“What are you doing???” Tseng asked, shocked at the nearly naked woman standing there in front of him.

“What does it look like?” Sephirena growled as she put on her sports bra. “I am getting ready for training.”

Tseng’s mouth hung open, he quickly turned and stripped out of his own pajamas.

When Tseng turned around, he saw that Sephirena was quickly and painfully brushing her hair.

“How can you stand that?” Tseng asked, brushing his own hair.

“I just can.” Sephirena snarled as her hairbrush hit snagged on a tangle. She then reached up and twisted her long hair up into a pony tail, and in a flash, her hair was in its normal braid.

“Ready when you are...” Tseng said, looking at the woman.

“I am ready when you are.” Sephirena smiled.

Tseng looked at Sephirena, and noted how good her uniform looked on her. It was almost navy blue and hung to her every curve. Even if the uniform in itself was horrible, it looked good on her. Tseng thought that Sephirena could make anything look good.

Tseng smiled, and secretly thanked the fact that she had him wash the uniforms the day before, because his was nice and soft.

***

“I didn’t even have time to apply any make up this morning, Mr. Morgan woke me so fast...” World was saying as Sephirena and Tseng walked into the cafeteria for morning grub. The other recruits were standing in line, dressed in their like uniforms. Sephirena picked up her plate and stood in line.

“You will receive your meal and eat quickly, without chatter, meet me in the gym in fourteen minutes.” Mr. Morgan left the cafeteria.

World was at the head of the line and screeched when she got her grub.

“What is THAT?” the youngest recruit screeched loudly.

“Your breakfast... enjoy.” The cafeteria man, a young twenty year old man with dark brown hair and a small tuft of a beard, said dryly. “Next.”

Sephirena, as soon as it was her turn, saw exactly what Ashlee World had screamed about, the breakfast it seemed, was food in the loosest sense of the word. The grey lumpy stuff Sephirena guessed was gravy, and the stuff under that she hoped was bread.

“Now, at least they have real coffee...” Tseng said, pouring himself a cup.

“Tseng, now be careful... you don’t know if that’s strong or not...” Sephirena said, sitting down. She then grabbed the salt and slathered her meal, then she grabbed the pepper and gave it a generous helping.

“How can you eat that?” Tseng lifted his nose a bit at the scent of all the pepper that Sephirena was putting on her meal.

“How can you eat it without all this salt and pepper?” Sephirena shot back, digging into her plate quickly, closely looking at the clock.

At the end of ten minutes, Sephirena and Tseng were done with their meals and had walked quickly to the gym, not followed by any of the others.

“Good to see you two here...” Mr. Morgan gave them both a small smile. “At least you understood when I said fourteen minutes. Please, wait here.” And with that, Mr. Morgan walked back down to the cafeteria.

“Do you think that he is going to yell?” Tseng asked.

“Oh, the question is ‘is he not going to yell?’” Sephirena smirked.

Neither of the two young recruits noticed the darkly suited man standing out of the way, watching.

“I TOLD YOU MAGGOTS FOURTEEN MINUTES, NOT A SECOND MORE! MOVE IT MOVE IT MOVE IT!” Mr. Morgan screamed.

Quickly, the other five people rushed into the gymnasium, followed by Mr. Morgan.

Once they were all standing in a row, Mr. Morgan spoke.

“Today, we are going to be doing an extensive exercise. One recruit will stand up on the top of this block... the others will stand here and the one recruit will close their eyes, say ‘I trust my fellow Turks,’ and fall backwards. It is up to the other recruits to catch the one person. Now, who wants to go first?”

At first, nobody wanted to do it first.

“Did you hear me, who wants to go first?” Mr. Morgan spoke, sounding more aggitated.

“I... I will Sir.” Tseng said, stepping forward.

“Good Wulong, get up there...” Mr. Morgan said, “Then the rest of you, stand three on each side and interlock arms.”

Sephirena stood next to World and Lawn, the men stood on the other side.

Tseng stood on the platform backwards and said loudly and confidently, “I trust my fellow Turks...” and with that, he fell backwards.

He was caught by the other recruits, all except for World, who complained that he may break a nail.

Sephirena held onto Tseng head and smiled at him.

“Okay, good, good, who is next?” Mr. Morgan said.

Ivy went next, and he was caught as well. World complained.

McCourtous went after Ivy, and he was caught too. World complained.

Then it was Sephirena’s turn. She stood up and said in a loud, confident voice, “I trust my fellow Turks!” and with that, she fell backwards into the other people.

She was caught, by all but World, who didn’t even attempt to catch her, saying again how she may break a nail.

Then it was Lawn’s turn. They caught her, all except for World again.

Then it was Moore’s turn, and they caught him. World complained and didn’t touch him.

Then it came to World’s turn. Mr. Morgan wondered if the Turk recruits would get her back for not helping her fellow Turk recruits.

World got up on the platform and didn’t speak, she fell backwards.

WAM! She hit the floor, the other six recruits had all turned away.

World got up and dusted herself off, “That was so, like, not funny.”

Mr. Morgan glared at World, “That is a lesson for you... Turks help each other. Since you didn’t help them, why should they help you?”

World glared at Mr. Morgan then turned back at her recruit ‘friends’.

“Next thing is, a twenty mile run.” Mr. Morgan said.

“What?” World said.

“You heard me World, I said a twenty mile run.” Mr. Morgan said, pointing to an indoor track. “That is a half mile course... run around it forty times.”

The recruits began to run.

***

It was lunch before they all finished the run, having to wait on World again.

Sephirena sat down with Tseng and looked over at the young girl, “Can’t she take a hint?”

“What do you mean?” Tseng said, taking a bite of Shiva-knows-what they had for lunch.

“I mean, she’s not wanted here...ouch... my feet are slightly tender...” Sephirena said, eating too.

“Hey... if you are sore, I give pretty good massages...” Tseng smiled.

“I think I may hold you to that tonight... did you hear what we are going to do after our lunch hour?”

“No, what?”

“Mace training... and honestly, I can’t wait...” Sephirena said.


“Mace training?” Tseng was saying.

Mr. Valentine, Mr. Morgan and the other Turks were sitting just a few tables away.

“And get this Vincent... she ran the twenty mile run in only a little more than an hour.” Mr. Morgan was saying to Vincent Valentine.

“Really? I want to watch her take the mace this afternoon...” Vincent said.

“Can you tell if she’s your daughter yet?” Mr. Morgan asked.

“No, but I am starting to think that she is...”

***
Tseng had finished his ‘meal’ and sat, chatting with Sephirena. He was reaching...

“So, Sephirena, what does your boyfriend think about you training to become a Turk?” Tseng asked.

Sephirena laughed. “Tseng, I don’t have a boyfriend...”

Tseng smirked a bit.

“What about your girlfriend Tseng? She’s got to be worried about you...” Sephirena asked, just making conversation.

“I don’t have a girlfriend...” Tseng said.

“Hey, Tseng, I’ll make you a deal...” Sephirena said, standing up to return to training. “If we both make it through to become Turks, I’ll take you on a date.”

Tseng smiled, “No, I’ll take YOU on a date...”

Sephirena nodded, “Fine... but deal?” She held out her hand.

“Deal.”

***

“Mace.” Mr. Morgan was saying. The group was outside in a park, just outside of Midgar, “Mace is composed of liquid jalapeno and peppers... Mr. Valentine and I are going to spray you in the face with a full shot of mace.”

Mr. Valentine nodded, looking at Sephirena. Sephirena looked down a bit.

“We do this so you can carry this, if you learn what it feels like, then you can carry it.” Mr. Morgan said. “First up... Ivy.”

Ivy walked up to Mr. Morgan. Mr. Morgan told the others to stand back and shot Ivy in the face with the Mace.

“Aggg...” Ivy said, clinging to his face. The three other Turks were there and grabbed the young man and took him over to wash his face.

Lawn went next. Mr. Valentine shot her in the face with the mace. Lawn screamed and dropped to her knees. It took all three Turks to pick her up and carry her over to wash her face.

“Wulong!” Mr. Morgan spoke, pointing at Tseng.

Tseng walked forward. Mr. Morgan hit him in the face with a full spray of the stuff.

Tseng stood there for a moment, not moving. Then he calmly walked over to get his face washed.

“Valentine.” Mr. Morgan said.

Vincent looked at the one who he thought was his daughter, “Hello...” He spoke quietly.

Sephirena stood straight up and let him hit her in the face. She stood there for a moment and then nodded, smiling, “Are you going to hit me with the mace or what?”

Vincent’s mouth opened for a moment.

Mr. Morgan sighed and turned Sephirena to go get her face washed.

After all of them, it was World’s turn.

This is what everyone was wanting to see.

Mr. Valentine sprayed the young girl with a heavy blast of the mace.

She screeched loudly, almost to the point of shattering windows, and clawed at her eyes. “THEY BURN!”

The three Turks had to wrestle her to the ground to be able to help the poor girl rinse her eyes.

Sephirena and Tseng had to cover their snickers.

Mr. Morgan walked over to World. “World, trust me... nobody will think any less of you if you just give up and go home now... come back in a few years.”

Ashlee looked at Mr. Morgan with her red, bloodshot eyes, “No Sir, I am going to continue.”

That threw even the seasoned Turks off guard.

***

It was the end of their first day, during their free hour. Sephirena sat in the room, writing in her journal.

“Hey.” Tseng said, coming into the room. “Have enough? You’re not quitting are you?” He was joking with her.

Sephirena glared at the man, and put her book away, “Not hardly... but I am sore.”

Tseng sat beside her on her bed and placed his hands on her shoulders.

“What are you doing?” Sephirena glanced at him.

“What does it look like I’m doing? I owe you a massage...” Tseng said, moving his hands along her tense, sore shoulders.

Sephirena closed her eyes as Tseng rubbed her sore muscles. “Thanks...”

Tseng moved himself so that he was sitting behind Sephirena, one reason so he could get a better shot at her shoulders, and another reason to hide the fact that he was becoming slightly aroused.

Sephirena let out a small gasp, which didn’t help Tseng at all. Sephirena leaned her head back onto Tseng’s shoulder.

Tseng moved his hand down along her back softly. Sephirena let out a small hiss and snuggled against Tseng.

“Tseng...” Sephirena sighed, “Thank you... I needed that.” She still had her head on his shoulder.

Tseng looked down at the woman now all but sitting in his lap. “No... no problem...”

Sephirena stood up, “I am going to go get a shower...” She turned around and smiled at Tseng, then grabbed her items and left.

Tseng sat on her bed for only a moment, before he stood up and walked over to his bed. He lay down on his bed and looked at his shorts, now bulging. He thought for a moment. “She won’t be back for a good while...” Tseng sighed, pulling his pants down gingerly and pulled out his massively engorged cock. He began to rub himself slowly, up and down.

***


Tseng must have forgotten what time it was, because he was brought out of his masturbating haze by the door opening and the light turning on.

Sephirena hadn’t looked up yet. And Tseng was frozen, his hand wrapped around his still hard member, in fear.

Sephirena sighed, “I really needed that show...” She looked up, “Am I interrupting something Tseng?”

Tseng blushed and felt as if he could die. “Uh...”

“If you need some privacy, I can go to the cafeteria for a few...” Sephirena said. She was wearing her red pants and her tee shirt. She was blushing, trying not to stare.

“Uh... Sephirena, no, it’s fine... really...” Tseng said, pulling up his pants. The tell-tale bulge was still there.

“If you ever need privacy, just tell me...” Sephirena smiled, her face blazing red.

“Are YOU blushing?” Tseng said.

“Tseng, I haven’t seen a... well, you know, I have never seen a guy doing that before...”

Tseng felt a little weird still, “Was it turning you on?” He laughed, joking with her.

“Tseng...” Sephirena glared at him, then glancing at the clock, “It’s almost lights out... I’m going to bed, so if you want to continue before your hard-on goes away...”

Tseng blushed as deeply as Sephirena had. He was beyond embarassed.

***

They woke up early the next morning, and were given the full hour to eat breakfast.

“So, Tseng... do you mind telling me... about last... night?” Sephirena said, sitting down with the substance they tried to pass as food for the day.

“What about last night?” Tseng didn’t really want to talk about it.

“You know... when I walked in... on you...”

“I’d rather not talk about that.”

“Oh, I see... not that I mind...”


“You were blushing as much as I was, Sephirena.” Tseng said, finishing his meal.

“Yes... one because I haven’t shared a room with a boy, and two, I have never walked in on a guy doing THAT before...” Sephirena blushed.

“Should we drop it?” Tseng asked.

“Well, sure, but might I say that I was impressed...”

“You were?” Tseng felt cocky all of a sudden.

“Yeah...” That was all she said, but she thought something about ‘eating oriental’ later, but that thought was hers and hers alone.

***

“Today we are going to swim.” Mr. Morgan had given all of the recruits swim suits and had them in the company pool. “Ten mile swim then tread water for half an hour.”

“He’s GOT to be kidding.” World said.

“No, I am not ‘kidding’ World,” Mr. Morgan said, “On the sound of the buzzer, you are to start swimming...”

Tseng noted how sexy Sephirena looked into the dark blue swim suit, and how it hung every curve on her body. Tseng, as with the other men, wore trunks.

The buzzer rang, and everyone but World jumped in.

World was shortly thereafter thrown into the water by Mr. Morgan.

***

Everyone had finished swimming, and they were standing in their wet suits, waiting on what Mr. Morgan was going to tell them to do next.

“Shower...” Was all he said, pointing towards one door.

The women tried to go for their shower.

“No, I said shower. Together. Male and female.” Mr. Morgan spoke. “To be Turks, one must ignore flesh when you are working. No need to ignore it all the time... after all, we are human, but I do not want to see the men aroused when they are out of the shower, do you hear me?”

“Forget that shit.” World said, “I quit.”

“Good riddance.” Sephirena whispered.

With that, World walked out of the training, and didn’t return.

Everyone sighed breaths of relief. Even Mr. Morgan sighed.

“Now, get your maggot asses into the shower, all males and females together.

***

Sephirena and Tseng were standing together over in the corner, seeing as Sephirena didn’t mind if Tseng saw her, but seemed to mind if some of the others saw her. Tseng didn’t mind having the naked woman showering just feet from him. But Tseng was having trouble trying his hardest not to let his body react in the way it wanted to.

Sephirena washed quickly, not trying to look at Tseng or any of the others. But she did notice that Tseng was having trouble holding his body back. It was hard for her as well, not to stare at the men and even the other women, just to see their bodies.

The other men were trying to stare at Sephirena, and Tseng blocked their view until she was done and had wrapped a towel around herself.

***

Later that night, during their free time, Sephirena was writing in her journal again.

“What are you writing?” Tseng sat down on her bed again.

“Something...” Sephirena said.

“Is this journal still PG?” Tseng joked with her.

“Not since last night and today’s ‘shower incident’ it isn’t.” Sephirena grinned.

“Any personal thoughts in there?” Tseng asked.

“Er... uh... innocent?” Sephirena smiled at him.

“Bull shit.” Tseng said. “Tomorrow is Saturday, so tomorrow night we have off, then all day Sunday...” Tseng craned his head to try and read what Sephirena was reading.

“I am aware of that.” She snatched the book away from Tseng.

“Want to start learning Wutanese?” Tseng smiled.

Oh... I don’t want to learn Wutanese... I want to eat Wutanese, Sephirena thought, “Sure...” She said.

Tseng glanced at her, thinking something along the same lines, but he smiled, “Well, it’s almost lights out...”

***

“MORNING MAGGOTS!” Came the usual four a.m. wake up call. Sephirena jumped up and got dressed quickly, in full view of her room mate. Tseng was changing as well, and Sephirena caught a glance of him as well, she was still impressed.

“Eat and meet me in the gym in one hours time.” Mr. Morgan said.

Sephirena sighed. It was going to be a long day.

“Good morning.” Tseng sat beside her, “Are you alright?”

“Yeah, just a bit tired, I guess... I’m just a tad sore.” Sephirena said, spooning her ‘food’ into her mouth.

“Oh? Maybe tonight I could give you a longer massage... if you want?” Tseng said, taking a bite of his own breakfast, then reaching for the salt shaker.

“If you’d like... I know I wouldn’t mind...” Sephirena smiled, she had only known Tseng for four days now, and already she was starting to like him.

***

“Okay, Today we are going to spar, fighting without weapons. Let’s see what you’ve got in you.” Mr. Morgan was saying, “Kick boxing, martial arts, any form of fighting. I just want to see what you can do.” He looked around at the now six remaining recruits.

“Wulong... you are going to spar with Valentine.” Mr. Morgan smiled.

“Yes Sir...” Tseng said.

Both Sephirena and Tseng got up into the small boxing ring. Mr. Morgan smiled, “Let me hear some talk too, don’t be completely silent...”

“Don’t think I’m going to go easy on you just because you are female...” Tseng joked with Sephirena, knowing that he couldn’t really hurt her.

“Oh? I’m terrified.” Sephirena smirked.

Mr. Morgan rang the bell and the two began to fight.

Sephirena came out, and Tseng bowed to her. “You know martial arts Sephirena?” Tseng asked.

Sephirena answered the Wutan’s question by blocking his first attack. “Yes, I do... but I am sure that you can best me...”

Sephirena went to kick, and Tseng grabbed her foot and threw her to the mat. Then Tseng shot towards Sephirena with a fist and was thrown into the ropes.

Tseng stood up, dazed. Sephirena smiled and taunted him with a ‘come here’ motion of her hand.

Tseng came up to Sephirena and attacked, but Sephirena caught his attack and kicked him, almost tripping him.

“No fair.” Tseng said, quickly catching Sephirena off guard, hitting her in the jaw.

“So, you want to play that way...” Sephirena growled, rubbing her jaw. She jumped forward and kicked Tseng right in the stomach.

“Ooff!” Tseng grumbled as he landed on his back. Sephirena, in a flash, stood over him, with her foot on his stomach.

“Give up Tseng?”

Her answer was Tseng grabbing her foot and pulling her down to the mat. She looked at him, just as Mr. Morgan blew his whistle. “Time...”

Tseng stood up and helped Sephirena up. “Good job.” he told her.

“Yes, good match.” Sephirena smiled.

Ivy and Moore fought together after them, and they were barfighting.

And after that, Lawn and McCourtous fought, Lawn beat him to an almost bloody pulp. Mr. Morgan had to use Cure 3 on the poor boy.

After her sparing match, Lawn was called from her home in the Sector four plate. She had to leave, her young daughter was sick. So that left now five recruits.

“Now, lunch, then you will be meeting me in the sauna room.” Mr. Morgan said.

***


Sephirena sat down with Tseng again for lunch, she was wary of the other recruits.

“So what do YOU think this is that they are trying to feed us today?” Sephirena said, looking down at her plate.

“I think it’s Beef Manhattans but one can’t be sure...” Tseng said, sniffing the meal, “But I do know one thing, if they try to feed us sushi, I would rather starve.”

“I love sushi... I know this good little sushi place on the second plate...” Sephirena said, salting her meal.

“You too? Maybe that is where I should take you on our date...”

“If you make it through training.” Sephirena joked.

“Oh, I am going to make it.... it’s you I am worried about,” Tseng smiled.

“Okay, okay, we are even...” Sephirena smiled.

***

Again, Vincent Valentine was watching Sephirena, but this time, he had a chart with him, one Lucrecia, and he was reading it.

He was determined to discover if he was this amazing young woman’s father or not. He had already reread most of the report.

“Vincent? Why are you reading Confidential reports?” Sean Morgan asked him, Vincent was sitting on the other side of the cafeteria.

“It’s Lucrecia’s report, I am hopping that there is something in this that will tell me if that girl is mine or not...” Vincent sighed.

“Vincent, if you want her to be, I am sure nobody will question paternity.”

“Hojo will...”

“Yes. That is true.” Mr. Morgan sighed.

***

“ALRIGHT MAGGOTS!” Mr. Morgan said, “Now, what we are going to do is sit in the sauna for as long as you can stand it.”

“That’s it?” Ivy asked.

“Sounds too simple if you ask me...” Moore said.

“Can it you two, if its in training, it isn’t as simple as it seems...” Sephirena spat at the two men.

“She’s right... but you two have to sit in there with your uniforms on. IN!”

Tseng and Sephirena sat away from the door, Ivy, Moore then McCourtous sat closer to the door. Mr. Morgan sat outside, watching them, just incase someone needed assistance.

“Boy it’s hot...” Ivy said.

“Ugh...” Moore said, wiping sweat off his face.

McCourtous passed out. Mr. Morgan came in and drug him out.

“Sir, what is the point of this?” Ivy asked.

“Being Turks, one has to bear huge fluctuations in temperatures.” Mr. Morgan said, then turned his back and drug McCourtous out of the sauna.

“I am so going to need a shower after this...” Sephirena said, brushing bangs that were plastered with sweat out of her eyes.

“Me too.” Tseng said, “I am glad its Saturday, we only have an hour of training left.” Tseng’s perfectly kept black hair was dripping with sweat now.

“I think we are going out to drink tonight...” Ivy spoke, looking at Moore. “Do you two want to come along?”

Tseng sighed, “We aren’t old enough, and as much as I’d like that... I’m going to stay here...”

“Me too.” Sephirena said.

They got done with their sit in the sauna, and they were free until four a.m. on Monday morning.