A world that runs with Mafia's. The #1 Mafia gang called Solar and Lunar, Who can be kind at first and can change their mood to kill in a second. Not many people know they're identities, only one person knows. A gang is trying their best to assassin...
As Kyra returned home at eight PM sharp, she is met by a angry looking Frisk. "What? Kyra asks, shrugging her shoulders making blood drip off them like melted butter staining the carpet.
"Eight PM" Frisk says crossing her arms. Kyra finally looks at her watch, "Ohh.." her eyes drifting towards Frisk in a awkward manner, "Okay, Okay look... i'm just a bit late alright?" Kyra tries to defend herself.
"One hour!" Frisk says in a louder voice while pointing at the clock.
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"Okay Okay I was late!" Kyra yells while accepting defeat. Frisk sighs "How many?" she asks. "How many what?" Kyra said trying very little to not seem suspicious. "Bodies" Frisk says while putting her hands on her hips.
"Uhhh" Kyra says while avoiding eye contact with Frisk, "...Fourteen..". Frisk just stares at Kyra. "Look, I was really expecting Dave to pay his end of the deal because hes a regular but after the chances we gave him, he just didn't alright?" Kyra tries again to defend herself but to no avail, "Sigh.. What do you wanna do tonight?" Kyra gives up and decides to let Frisk do her racketing.
In Another Place, At the same time (I Welcome you to some gore/ Me being hungry writing this chapter)
As he watched Lunar stab an unpaying costumer in the eye, puss spilling out like ooze similar to the yolk of a slightly boiled egg, streaming down the person's face looking like burnt bacon after Lunar charged him with a high powered lazer, mucus and tears smeared across his face beside the ooze glistening in the moonlight.
Then she threw the body across the road beside a pile of garbage, the body making a loud 'thud' after hitting the wall and a crunch sounding like the first bite of some breakfast toast, while the blood seeping from the skull slowly dripped into a sewer drain and made a small puddle of dark blood in the sewers.
Then he walks towards the now covered in blood, Lunar. "Hello sir Aizawa" Lunar acknowledges him. "Hello Lunar" Aizawa greets. "What services do you require from me today?" Lunar says while turning her head towards Aizawa.
"We need you on our team" Aizawa says while pulling out a gun and pointing it towards Lunar, "And you can not decline"
