All is Fair in War || SBI || Mafia AU

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Regrets

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Purpled was shaking. Charlie had almost caught him attempting to call his brother, he just wanted to hear his voice again. The blonde regretted running away, he regretted talking to Quackity and he most certainly regretted joining a drug syndicate but in his defence, he was scared. All he wanted was an out, a way to go home without having to look over his shoulder his whole life, he's only seventeen for fucks sake.

He lay awake most nights, Phil and Quackity's words haunting him.

"Of course not, son, worry not" The blonde spoke softly in an attempt to ease the boy's worries "not unless you betray us"

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"Your brother doesn't give you enough credit, you're a smart kid, Grayson. Only I can help you. You're part of my crew now, Kid, betray me and I will hurt those you love"

He hated how his life was going, every time he got caught in the crossfire between the police and the gang he would purposely try and get caught but it never worked and someone would pull him out at the last minute. He put on this facade that he was strong and nothing bothered him but in reality, he was in pain and just wanted to go home to his older brother. He'd do anything to see Punz again.

The door opened, the blonde turning to see Quackity and Charlie. He gulped silently as they walked in, the leader pulling the teen's desk chair out while Charlie stood with a goofy smile. He was too oblivious and carefree to understand what the black-haired male had gotten him into. Sure, the brunette could be deadly but he never seemed to understand the predicament he was in. He just liked the flashing lights of the casino and the people involved.

"Purpled, Buddy, How are you?"

"I-I'm fine" The blonde stuttered, he didn't know why the two were here but he had a bad feeling about it. The boy with a scar across his face nodded slowly.

"I have a little mission if you will from Phil for you"

"Oh?"

"A little someone has been poking around places she shouldn't and well, gotta give her a little warning, you know?" He had a villainous grin as he leaned forward, elbows on his knees. The smile made Purpled shiver, he was a twisted freak and people knew it. He nodded with an act of fierceness.

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The brunette ran, she had been found out and needed to get away before they tracked her down. The sounds of yelling of familiar voices echoed in the background as they screamed her name, she hated this part of the job. Her phone rang in her pocket, not now, reluctantly as she knew who it was, she picked it up as she kept running. The voice on the other end was deep and had concern lacing their voice, she panted and gasped for air as she continued down the deserted road towards the city.

She needed to lose them but she didn't know if she could continue. She couldn't keep running, her legs ached too much and she felt like she was going to collapse. The voice ushered for her to continue and that they were close, the brunette's vision starting to fade as the voices behind her got louder and closer. She was fucked. The rose in her hair fell as it hit the ground peacefully, her white skirt blew in the wind. Her flower crown was now long gone, probably crushed under the feet of the criminals who pursued her on foot.

In a final break, no matter how much her body screamed at her to collapse, she began to sprint faster. The adrenaline overtook her body as she thought about those she would leave behind, she could hear the sound of a siren in the background. Please hurry, Eret.