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.... Little bit self promoting.... XD oops

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"Hmm, so that is the famous bar HOMRA..." A voice mumbled.

She had her face hidden behind the locks of her (h/c) hair.

There was a small note in her hands and she knew she had to burn it.

But at the moment, she couldn't.

There were strict notes she had to follow and being the lazy creature she is, she'll forget what was written inside.

She sighed, entering the bar, her (e/c) eyes scanning the room for only just seconds.

Everyone had became silent in the sight of the unknown person, who looked puzzled.

'These guys are weird.' She thought.

 She slowly walked towards the bartender, smiling politely at him.

 "Hello!" She chirped, sitting on the opposite side of the blonde man.

 He smiled politely at her, leaving the wine glasses be as he was polishing them just before a few seconds.

 "What can I get you, princess?" He smirked.

 'I. Am. No. Princess. You big dumbass...' She cursed in her mind, trying to keep her composure.

 She then looked behind him, towards the alcohol. To be honest, she did not want to drink. She got tired of the burning liquid in her throat.

 "Ummm, I would like... this one." She pointed behind him.

 At first glance, he looked shocked, then confused, but later he waved it off and smiled politely.

 "Give me a few seconds." He said, turning his back towards her.

 'Remember. The man you are looking for is a red haired man. But be careful! Many of our people disappeared after they had encountered...'

 "Suoh Mikoto." She muttered.

 "Excuse me?" The bartender raised an eyebrow, as he gave the woman her drink.

 "Nothing. Nothing." She chuckled nervously.

 'God damn me. I was about to throw up myself.'

She took a sip of her drink and immediately she wanted to throw up. She glanced towards the bottle of the drink she wanted.

'And being the lazy person I am... I should've have read the sign...'

"Are you okay? You look pale." Another man spoke from behind.

She nodded, trying to hide the embarrassment from the coughing.

'Not that I should care actually...'

"I'm Totsuka. This guy over the bar is Izumo." He smiled.

"I am..."

'Now what should I do... Damn it...'

"I am... (favorite name/ F/N)...." She mumbled.

'For now this. Get ahead of yourself, (Y/N)!'

"Cool name." A fat man spoke with his mouth full.

"Hasn't your mother taught you not to talk with your mouth full in front of women?" (Y/N) rolled her eyes.

"Nope."

'Great. They want me to kill the leader of  bunch of idiots. And how does their king look in face? Like a geek or?'

The moment she thought that, the door was opened wide, a small girl with snow white hair entering, followed by a chestnut haired boy and a red headed man.

'That's...'

Her eyes went wide. She expected something not so... Handsome and fierce?

'Damn he is a hot guy!'

"Mikoto!" The girl tugged his sleeve, her crimson eyes piercing through (Y/N).

'They are a bunch of freaks if I have to be honest.' 

  The leader of HOMRA glanced towards (Y/N), causing her to gulp.

Her hands suddenly started shaking, she felt her whole body loosing balance, despite the fact that she had the chair as support.

Mikoto raised his eyebrow, not bothering to even talk.

"Umm... I'll be going..." (Y/N) muttered.

"Oh... But everyone just got here and we could get along, (F/N)." Totsuka whined.

"Yeah. I am not in the mood of getting along." She muttered, leaving money of the bar and leaving as fast as she could.

After she passed a few corners of the streets, she slammed the nearest wall, scaring the cats that crawled in the shadows.

She pulled her knife out and the note she should've had burned earlier.

"A man with red hair. Beware of the group. " She read over and over the sentence. "There is nothing written that their whole gang was a bunch of creeps!" She couldn't understand anything from this note anymore.

When she accepted the offer, she pay attention to the instructions. She wanted the money.

"That guy.... Why did my skin prickle when I saw him?" She sighed, looking towards the sky.

'I guess I should start over tomorrow. But I'll need to watch my steps in front of that girl. Something is fishy about her.'

(Y/N) recalled the memories from the bar. She had glanced not only towards the men inside, but the room and its possible paths for escape if things got heated up.

"Hey there, sexy! W-Wouldn't you be a fine woman for my... Bed?" She wanted to puke as she heard the alcoholic bastard, who was blind to see who he was dealing with.

She smirked, hiding the knife behind her back.

"Oh, you. You are so... Dead."

Only screams and pleads could be heard then. But just for a few seconds. The screams soon turned into choking of a last breath.

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(Y/N) slammed the door shut, panting viciously.

She barely managed to escape the night patrol.

"Never again. Never ever ever!" She said, holding her chest.

  "Now to think of a plan for those back at HOMRA." She mumbled, walking towards the kitchen.

As she started moving, she felt as if someone was watching her.

She pulled out the bloody knife and threw it towards the shadow figure behind her.

But she didn't heard its impact with flesh. Rather than that she heard the popping noise left from...

Fire.

"And what is your plan for HOMRA?"

°CLIFFHANGER!!! XD°