As the heads of Union were still wrapping their heads around how something like getting blackmailed happened to them, Y/N had just walked off campus. Everyone else had left so now he was heading back home.... well, if he had a home that is.

The thing was, Y/N didn't exactly have a home to go to. When he came back to the land of the living, he had gone from place to place and never really stayed in one spot for too long. So now that he would actually be going to a school for an actual long period of time, he needed a place to do just that. 

Before his "incident" he was already homeless, but nobody knew that...or more likely nobody noticed or seemed to care. He would hang out with "friends", and head to places where the homeless or squatters lived. He knew the rules back then with those types and kept to himself. Yet now was a different story. Not only did he make multiple different ways of income, but now he had more money than he needed, but of course nobody needed to know that.

No, instead he would find a place where it would be secluded, not too discreet, somewhere he could come and go with worrying about his stuff getting jacked, a place where he could maybe even work at and could even provide a bit of protection...maybe even get a drink at.

That last thought came to him as he was now in town and right in front of him was a bar called Junior's.

Y/N: Huh.....how'd I end up here?

Well, it didn't matter much since he just shrugged it off and went inside. He didn't see any bouncers or guards out in front, so he just let himself in. On the inside he saw a bar area lit with red neon lights, on another side he saw a dancefloor and a DJ setup with booths surrounding the dance floor. At the bar, he noticed a tall man with short black hair, bushy eyebrows and a black goatee. he was dressed up like a bartender, but he had a feeling this guy was more than just a bartender.

He also noticed two girls who looked like one another, probably making them twins. One was dressed in white while the other in red.

He walked closer to the bar and noticed how it looked like there was barely any business going. he could see a couple of guys in black suits doing some repair work and a couple patrons at the bar, but that was it. If he knew one thing about bars was that usually by a Friday Afternoon, there would at least be a good amount of people here, getting wasted and spending most of their money they just earned. Yet with just his casual observations he could tell this wasn't the case...which made him have an idea.

Y/N: *sits on a stool* I'll take a glass of Whiskey.

Bartender: *looks at him and Smirks* Think you can handle it kid?

Y/N merely raised an eyebrow and showed the bartender a ten and put it on the counter. That got him to just shrug, take the ten, and pour Y/N a glass. When he was given his drink, Y/N raised it to the bartender and downed it in one go.

Y/N: *sighs in contempt and looks at the bartender* I've had stronger.

Bartender: *a bit impressed* Hmph, want another?

Y/N answered by pulling out another ten and putting it down. He did all of this just not to show that he could hold his liquor or that he wasn't a lightweight, but to also show a sign that he was just here as a patron and not somebody looking to cause trouble. When he noticed the bartender's nametag, his hunch about him was right.

Y/N: So, you're Junior huh?

Junior: *serves him his drink* Who's asking.

Y/N: Just somebody who could get you more people in here and make you much more money.

Junior: *chuckles and cleans out a glass* Oh yeah? And how would you do that?

Y/N could hear the sarcasm in his voice, but that didn't bother him. He knew that he would have to prove it which he was ok with...it was just what would happen later that would put him back in a position that many would have their eyes on him. But after a long time, he was sick and tired or running and hiding. So, he knew already what to do about it.

Y/N: Well for starters, I could be a better entertainment option than what you've got going for ya.

Junior: *raises an eyebrow* What, you're some so called up and coming DJ?

Y/N: *chuckles* No, even better. I'm a Performer and a Showman.

Junior: So, you basically sing and dance?

Y/N: Sing, Dance, Entertain, Joke, Juggle, Stunts, Magic, Act, you name I could probably do it. Right now, I'm actually taking off with singing.

Junior: *rolls his eyes* Sure you are bub.

Y/N: *raises his hands* Hey, don't take my word, take your girl's *points to the one in red*.

Junior: First of all, that's not my "girl", that's my niece.

Y/N: Alright, well your niece just so happens to be listening to some music, right?

Junior: So?

Y/N: *turns to her* Hey Red.

"Red": *looks up from her phone* Huh? Wait, aren't you the guy who beat the crap out of those Hero kids and that one Hero?

Y/N: Maybe~. That song you're listening to, it's from an underground artist named 'Umbra', right?

"Red": *shrugs* And?

Y/N: You a fan?

"Red": Maybe, why do you care?

Y/N: *shrugs* Maybe. Just that with 'Umbra', he usually has a website where he drops his latest songs. From there he uses different platforms to get the word out and all. Usually, fans can get alerted of new songs or announcements to his site.

Both the girl nicknamed "Red", and Junior looked at Y/N like what was the whole point of this. Y/N responded to those looks by pulling out his phone and typing out a message.

Y/N: *out loud while typing* "Feel like it's time to come out of the Darkness and into the Light. Tonight, I'll be having my first Live performance at a bar called Junior's. Be there, or not, up to you".  *finishes typing* And send.

Bling!

A notification went off on "Red's" phone. When she looked at it, she was surprised. What the guy by her just said out loud, was what was now on the official website of one of her favorite artists.

"Red": Hold up, you're Umbra?!

Y/N: *smirks* So you are a fan.

"Red": You kidding!? Your songs are amazing! I'm Miltia Malachite, me and my sister love all of your songs. Are you really gonna perform here tonight?

Y/N: *shrugs* Maybe, *turns back to Junior* That is if your uncle will give me a chance~.

As Junior saw all of this played out, he decided to get some info.

Junior: *looks at Miltia* He any good?

Miltia: *looks at him as if it wasn't obvious* Uh yeah! Look at his fanbase!

As Miltia showed her uncle her phone he saw that on the official website of Umbra, he had over a few million followers on his site, with over hundreds of thousands of followers on all the other platforms. To him that at least meant that the guy was definitely popular. Perhaps he could be beneficial after all.

Junior: *to Y/N* What's the deal?

Y/N: *puts up a finger* A Job, *puts up another finger* A Booth, *puts up another finger* and A Room.

Junior raised an eyebrow at Y/N's requests. Seeing that he'd have to go into more detail, he then began his pitch.

Y/N: You hire me to work here, and I'll perform here on the weekends. I can also help around here as well wherever you need me. In return, you give me a decent paycheck, my own private booth I can be at whenever I'm out here and my own room in the back where I can stay and crash. 

Junior: That's it?

Y/N: *smiles* Yep. I guarantee ya, you won't regret it.

Junior merely took a step back and thought about it. He wasn't really making any big money with his bar ever since that damn blond came in and tore his place up. Even with his "side business" he wasn't doing so hot at the moment. If this kid could actually bring in a big crowd, then maybe he could not only his repairs done, but even expand. When he saw his niece give him a puppy dog look, he already knew what his answer was.

Junior: *to Y/N* Alright, I'll give you a chance.

Y/N: *smiles* Much obliged.

Junior: But hear me out. You do good and keep your word, I'll honor my end of the deal, but if you fail-

Y/N: I'll buy every ounce of liquor you have here.

That made everyone in the bar stop what they were doing and look at Y/N.

Y/N: Believe it or not but I do have the money to do it.

Junior: *smirks* Alright, then it's settled. You'll perform when the Late Nooners get here.

Y/N: Deal~.

Junior: That name of yours, is it Latin?

Y/N: Yep.

Junior: What's it mean?

Y/N: Shade, but it can also mean Shadow.

Y/N the held out his hand out for a handshake to complete the deal, in return Junior took it and shook it. Miltia quickly went to her sister Melanie and told her of the news that would be happening at the bar tonight. Together the two sisters went on the internet and helped spread the word that one of their favorite artists would be performing tonight. It didn't take long for the word to spread like wildfire. That of course only helped Y/N in securing his end of the deal.

Later that Night

It was after sunset that many more people of all sorts started to show up at the bar. While some of them were there to drink, dance, and just have a good time, the rest of the majority were there to see Umbra perform. no one had ever seen his face. His profile pic was just of a guy sitting on a throne with a hood over him, so they only saw a black shadow instead of an actual person. Yet tonight they would finally see who he actually was.

Y/N had helped moved the DJ setup and instead made himself a platform to perform. A part of him was a bit nervous. The reason being was that it would be his very first time performing Live...well at least in front of humans. 

Yet even though he was a bit nervous, he knew that if he had learned anything from his past journeys and experiences, is that he would live the life he wanted all the way to the fullest. No sooner later, Y/N was talked out of his thoughts by Miltia's Sister.

Melanie: Hey, they're ready for you.

Y/N: *smiles* Thanks.

Melaine: Good luck~.

 As the crowd was pouring in, he felt a bit assured that he had many followers that loved and supported his music. even though they never once saw his face, they enjoyed his songs. Now here he was about to put on a show.

As he got closer to the stage platform, he grabbed a guitar from out of nowhere and a barstool. He then placed them on the stage and tuned the guitar. there was a spotlight on him and when it was focused the crowd became quiet. he could hear whispers and murmuring, but he didn't let any of it get to him. Instead, when he was ready he took a deep breath, counted down...and began to sing.

https://youtu.be/xXRj9iZQQyc

A/N: End it at 3:54

Y/N: One, Two, Three *plays the guitar*..... 🎶Somebody save me, me from myself. I've spent so long living in Hell. They say my lifestyle is bad for my health. It's the only thing that seems to help.🎶

As Y/N played on, it was if the music not only affected him, but also the audience. Ever since the first note left him, they were all suddenly drawn in by it.

Y/N: 🎶All of this drinkin' and smokin' is hopeless but feel like it's all that I need. Somethin' inside of me's broken.  I hold on to anything that sets me free. 🎶

The audience felt somber as the song went on. They all thought about their pain and would they did to either forget it or null it. They could relate to many and they were all sharing it as they listened to Y/N.

Y/N: 🎶I'm a lost cause. Baby, don't waste your time on me.. I'm so damaged beyond repair. Life has shattered my hopes and my dreams. 🎶

Y/N suddenly started to remember a bit of his past where he had many moments where he felt broken and depressed. he had been through so much, and yet he was still going. He almost gave up on everything on multiple occasions, and instead chose to move forward. Yet that didn't mean that the pain wasn't still there.

Y/N: 🎶I'm a lost cause. Baby don't waste your time on me. I'm so damaged beyond repair. Life has shattered my hopes and my dreams. 🎶

While Y/N continued to play on, the audience began to quietly hum to the tune.

Y/N: 🎶What if the night sky was missin' the moon? There were no shootin' stars to use wishin' on you. And all of my sorrows, I'd just wash them down. It's the only peace, I've ever found. 🎶

Y/N remembered the times he ended up in bars. How the taste would slowly burn his throat till he couldn't feel it anymore. He remembered the times he'd end up in fight and nearly die on multiple occasions. While they were all dangerous times, he thought that they weren't so bad with the friends he had to drink with...well...at least they were "friends" at the time.

Y/N: 🎶All of this drinkin' and smokin' is hopeless, but feel like it's all that I need. Somethin' inside of me's broken. I hold on to anything that sets me free. 🎶

The crowd remembered times when they were in similar situations where they were down on their luck and felt as though the world had forgotten them. They were so emotionally attached to the song that they even started to tear up.

Y/N: 🎶I'm a lost cause. Baby don't waste your time on me. I'm so damaged beyond repair. Life has shattered my hopes and my dreams. 🎶

It seemed as though that not only was the crows affected, but even the folks at the bar, including Junior as he discretely wiped away a tear.

Y/N: 🎶 I'm a lost cause. Baby don't waste your time on me. I'm so damaged beyond repair. Life has shattered my hopes and my dreams. 🎶

As the song came to an end, Y/N looked around and noticed that the entire club had watched him. He could tell by the fact there wasn't a dry eye in the building. Everyone had heard him and everyone was affected by his performance. Another moment later and the entire club applauded and cheered for him. It seemed that they all had enjoyed it, which meant to him that he still had it.

Y/N: Thank you. Thank you all so much!

Much Later

Well of course Y/N didn't leave it in a sad mood, so the next few songs got the crow pumped and going to where he was able to get the crowd moving. After a while, the club's DJ took over, and Y/N went to the bar to get a drink.

Y/N: So, how'd I do?

Junior: *smirks* Hmph, I'll admit kid, you're good. You're pretty damn good.

Y/N: *smiles* Well thank you kind sir.

Junior: Don't worry about my end. You just tell me which room you want in the back and which booth and I'll have my guys get to work on it first thing tomorrow. We'll even discuss your pay, but for now enjoy the rest of the night.

And enjoyed it he did. With a few more drinks in his system and a few dances, courtesy of the Malachite Twins, it seemed as though Y/n had not only secured a job, but also got a place to stay. Of course this was still just the beginning. And since school didn't start for him until Monday, he technically had two days to kill. One in which he'd visit a "dear friend" of his and get his help in the matter. Though while Y/n thought of what was to come, other events were already forming due to his performance not only being Live... but also caught on video.

Somewhere Else

A certain "Hashtag B!tch" was on the couch lazing around while on her phone. As she kept scrolling, she went through different designs for an upcoming line of clothing she'd be distributing.

???: No *swipe* No *swipe* Hideous *swipe* I want to die *swipe* Eww! *swipe*

This went on until out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that she received a notification. Out of curiosity she opened it only to see that it was from one of her favorite artist's website. After reading it she found out that Umbra was actually going to perform Live, reveal himself and show his face.

???: *excited* Fucking Finally! Been wanting to know who this bastard is.

Yet that excitement went out the window when she saw the time the notification had been out.

???: Are you shiting me!? I fucking missed!

Thoush she was a bit pissed that she wouldn't be able to see Umbra Live, she did figure that some not-fully retarded human had to have the damn idea to record Umbra. Of course she was right, and someone had...yet when she finally saw just who Umbra was, she dropped her phone.

???: NO. FUCKING. WAY.

She quickly picked up her phone and played the video...then played it again... then again. She played it so many times, her phone was almost about to die, yet she just kept playing the video and hearing HIS voice. Finally a grin began to appear on her face.

???: Well now, seems you found a way back didn't you Darling~ *giggles* Seems as though I have a reason to go back up.

That she did, and it was a bloody good one too~.

Till Next Time

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