- There was a slight change in the system of posting the stories. Please excuse me for that.

 - Up next: I am thinking of whether it should be a Mikoto x Reader lemon or Mikoto x Assassin! Reader. Vote for which one. I'll count the votes later.

 And I made a mistake with Reisi's glasses. I have given them a frame, but they are actually frame-less... For the love of god, I hate when I have to describe clothes, glasses, jewels, etc. XD

 Btw I was thinking of the first impressions I had when I watched K. Well...

 I thought Kuroh was a girl at first.... Fml XD

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 Recent rumors in Shizume city said that there was a strange person walking around the streets, capturing innocent people, using them for his needs and disposing them - or in other words killing them.

 The government thinks, that the person is involved with drugs and that's the reason he needs people - packing the drugs, etc.

 People are getting more and more scared to go outside or leave their children in the playgrounds.

 That had to end.

 So, there they were. Scepter 4, the special police force, under the command of Captain Reisi Munakata, a few knowing him like the Blue and Forth King.

 He stood in front of the doors of the abandoned building, where the man was supposed to be. They had to be cautios for anything! And careful not to hurt anyone.

 Lieutenant Awashima stood there, right next to him, feeling bad for everyone that have suffered, because this psycho man inside.

 "We are waiting for your orders, Captain." Awashima said, looking behind her back, catching the gaze of every man that wanted to end the man's business.

 Munakata Reisi fixed his glasses, the edge of the frame shinig from the lights of the street lamps.

 He nodded silently, giving his final order.

 This operation had to succeed. 

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 The building inside was a mess. There was blood on many walls, chains which had been already used as you could see the old and fresh blood stains on them. There was also unpacked packages of drugs, weapons, fake money.

 "This looks like a horror movie." Andy, one of the Captain's clansmen, whispered from behind.

 "This man is crazy for sure..." Awashima mumbled, watching her steps.

 They had to be silent. There surely was someone in this building.

 At least they hoped so.

 "Wuuuf, it suddenly became so chilly in here. I'm starting to freeze." Enomoto started warming himself up with his hands around his shoulders.

 "The temperature really did get lower in this part of the building." Seri stated, looking towards the Third in Command. "Fushimi, can you do something about this?"

 Fushimi Saruhiko, former member of the HOMRA clan, clicked his tongue, pulling his PDA out, while fixing his glasses in the same manner as his Captain.

 "Tsch. There is an active room just ahead of us. The plans of the building show that it is a storage room, like a freezer." He explains in boredom, showing the schemes of the building.

 Everyone watched as the red dot pulsed.

 "I wonder what they keep there..." Benzai speaks first.

 No one noticed that their Captain had continued walking, already in front of the door.

 "C-Captain?!" Seri yelped, running towards him, followed by the rest of the clansmen.

 After making sure that no one was around the corridors of the building, they opened the door, horror filling their eyes.

 Several bodies were tied up by the pipes. They looked like they were dead. Skin, pale as the snow, covered in rime, because of the freezing temperature here.

 There were boxes, full of something, probably something similar to the drugs.

 "This is something only a madman could do!" Seri exclaimed with shock, her usually warm eyes, wide open.

 Reisi's  eyes scanned the whole room, feeling guilty that they had not arrived sooner.

 Everyone hoped that these people were not dead.

 "Kidnapping people is something horrifying, but to torture them like this..." Akiyama shook his head in disbelief.

 "S-Save... them..." Someone spoke from the corner.

 A woman, around the age of the Captain tried to push herself up, despite the fact that her body yelled in agony from the pain of the cold. She wore nothing more than a T-shirt and a pair of shorts, her wounds and scars visible to everyone. She had purple spots around her wrists and ankles, and her eye was black too.

 But that (h/c) hair. That bracelet she wore on her right hand... Those (e/c) eyes...

 The Fourth King's eyes were wide, his body suddenly shaking.

 "(Y-Y/N)?"

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 (Y/N) sat on the edge of the vehicle, the Captain's coat around wrapped around her shoulders. Her body was trembling fiercly from the sudden change in the temperatures. She watched as her old friend had a conversation with an unknown for her woman.

 "Heh, Munakata... How do you always come when I least expect you..."

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 The Captain had given (Y/N) his coat and now stood a few metres away from the vehicle she sat on, so he could receive the report from his Lieutenant.

 "The mission did succeed and fail at the same time, Captain. The person we were searching for was nowhere to be found in the building. The good thing is..." Seri sighed, looking towards the ambulances that were taking away the saved citizens. "That mosly everyone were saved. Sadly, there were two, who had died just before we arrived." She stated sadly.

 Munakata's heart trembled. He did feel bad for the people, and guilty. But the thought that (Y/N) could've been in the place of those that have died caused him pain.

 "Say, Captain... Who is that woman?" Seri tried to sound calm as ever, but she was curious.

 Everyone from the Blue clan were. They were watching the Captian with interest as they wanted to know who is this mysterious (Y/N).

 Munakata only chuckled at their childish behaviour, walking towards the woman that had her eyes on him the whole time through this conversation.

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 (Y/N) saw that Munakata was coming towards her and she quickly averted her gaze, trying to look like she was spacing out.

 For a second there, the curiousity of what he had talked with that woman made her forget that she trembled madly.

 "I never tought I'd see you again, especially in a place like this." Reisi sat next to her, fixing his glasses.

 "Believe me. Loads of things had changed since the last time we saw, Munakata." She chuckled sadly, looking towards her purple wrists.

 He wanted to ask her so many things, but right now it was not the perfect moment to do so.

 She had suffered a lot. He thought that it was better for her to recover first and then start asking her questions.

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 The days went by and there was a big improvement in the case Scepter 4 had.

 (Y/N), together with the ones that were held captive with her, started giving information piece by piece, which soon would clear the fog over where those criminals were.

 Yes, criminals.

 The young woman explained to the Blue King that it wasn't only one person involved. By her explanation, there were 5 men, each dealing with a certain thing, for example one dealt with the drugs, the other with the weapons, etc.

 Slowly, everything was going to end.

 (Y/N) was assigned to stay at the base of Scepter 4, so there wouldn't be any chances of the criminals noticing her on the street.

 To be honest, she felt a little bit under key.

 She wanted to walk around, to feel the happiness of the sun tickling her skin, the air messing with her hair. Things she missed so much as she had been held captive the longest there.

 6 months, to be precisely.

 Munakata felt like that this wasn't the only thing that bothered her.

 'Believe me. Loads of things have changed since the last time we saw, Munakata.'

 That smile sent chills down his spine each and every time he tried to figure out what happened.

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(Y/N) was humming a song, while reading a book Seri gave her.

Munakata listened to her from the other side of the door, smile spreading across his face.

'Don't stop singing. Your voice is so beautiful.'

'Hey, don't embarrass me!'

'I'm not trying to do that. You know I'm always honest.'

He shook his head away from  the memories and sighed, knocking lightly on the door.

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(Y/N) on the other hand tried to ignore everything which had taken place inside her and caused her to struggle.

She was so lost in thoughts she did jot hear when the door was opened.

"(Y/N)?"

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To be continued....
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A/N: I just love cliffhangers. Hahaha haha xD