Well shit. 404 was stuck, alone, on the roof waiting for a response from illusion. as much as he hated illusion he didn't want to head bad to work alone without his partner. he paced back and forth for minutes on end waiting for a response. could illusion really be hurt? he was supposed to be the best in the business after all. still, nerves tickled up his back.
"404?" he heard in his ear,sighing in relief he responded, "Illusion?? are you hurt, or do you need back up? ill go down there and get you.." all he got in response was laughter. an embarrassing flush came to his face as he cursed his nurturing instincts. God illusion was an asshole.
"404, hunny, im okay. I just got a bit of a scratch going down my ribs, some asshole pulled out a pocket knife and threw it towards me. but thanks for caring about me doll." 404 scoffed and headed back down the building, getting back to the ground would be more of a struggle then going up. 404 didn't want people suspecting him so he needed to hide his equipment properly.
now that illusion is on his way out of the building he would need to clean up faster to avoid any people questioning him, as bratty as he is, the boy lacks social skills.
heading down the stairs he noticed nobody had heard about the murder yet, relief washed over him as he hurried into a strange office room accidentally.
"404, what're the odds you find me after all these years" a tall muscular man says. 404 nervously peeps out a "what?" and scratches the back of his head. the strange tall man began to walk towards 404, and the british man being the way he is, walks into the wall.
"well, your company killed my father around a year ago. and well, investigations point to 404,you, being his killer." he pulled a switchblade out from his pocket, leaning into his face "well id like to avenge my father, but someone as pretty as you can't die without being fucked first."
404 was speechless, his body flat against the wall and his head tilted away from the man, the blade dancing softy across his neck. what the hell is he supposed to do now.
illusion, where are you?
(be a doll and like the chapter u qt pies <3)
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