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𝚃𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝙵𝚊𝚒𝚛

"Woah...this place is huge..." Hank observes your starry eyed look and smiles to himself, grabbing ahold of your hand silently as you start to run off towards the ticket booth. Honestly, you didn't know where to go, so you just followed the crowd.
"Why do you look so excited? It's just a fair?" A confused sounding Hank whispers in your ear and watches as they got more and more closer to the booth, also keeping an eye on you.
"Again, raised in the CIA, kinda didn't set foot off of campus until...uh...that happened, I didn't want any human interaction so I didn't listen in on what was happening." You shrug and squeal as you were suddenly next in line, even if the line you joined in at was horrendously long.
"Right...calm down okay? We don't want any unwanted attention." Hank's voice grew low as he stepped closer to you, holding you close to your confusion. A confused humm comes from you as he had covered your mouth, you looked around as you saw A.A.H.W soldiers patrolling on the very edges of the fair, away from the groups of people.
"Oh, Hank I know this looks bad but can lets try and enjoy ourselves okay?" He groans and nods, a defeated looking smile on his face.

Later

"ALL OF THESE RIDES ARE SO COOL~!" Hank holds onto you as you jump up and down, just getting off of your 3rd ride. He was getting energetic just by looking at your big grin and entranced eyes, going back to looking like a playful kid.
"I'm glad you're having fun, but, how long do we plan on staying here? I'm getting anxious about these agents..." Hank wraps his arm around your shoulders and groans, you look around at the soilders getting slightly closer, more suspicious looking too.
"Well maybe they're here for the fair too? I mean, some of them are buying food over there...speaking of that...can we get some food~?" An enchanting smell fills your nose, leading you to a funnel cake stand with Hank trailing behind you, side eyeing every agent he comes across.
"That does smell good, I guess..." He shows a tiny smile and nods, reaching for the small amount of money he was carrying, but it was enough and thats what he cared about.
"Hello~! May I have 2 original funnel cakes, and a lemona-"

"Not so fast sweet cheeks, you're coming with me." You feel something hard and cold on the back of your head, everyone around you in dead silence. Your eyes dart over to Hank's excited ones, his hands shaking softly, you put your hand over his and turn around slowly, a gun pointed at your forehead.
"Now what makes you think that I'm coming with you?"

"I'll shoot up this entire place if you don't." A cocky grin replaced the seriousness on the agents face, him pointing the gun towards the sky.
"Do it, I fucking dare you." You scoff and squeeze Hank's hand, you knew he wanted to kill him, it was his nature to, but not yet. Just hold on a bit longer. The agents shrugged and shot into the sky, an uproar of terrified screams filling the air. The civilians quickly and messily ran away, A.A.H.W agents surrounding you with their guns pointed to you both.
"Hank?" A hum comes from him, his hand reaching behind him with a devious smile on his face.

"This is going to be fun~"

3rd pov

The pair share a grin before one of the agents fired off a shot towards Y/n, time slowed as she evaded the bullet, irises glowing red with flames erupting from her hair. She bolted over to the furthest agent to the right, twisting his hand that was holding the gun around twice before grabbing ahold of the gun, shooting 3 other agents as Hank took care of the other few that were surrounding them both.

The shots fired from Y/n attracted other agents all around the fair, along with scaring off the scattered remaining civilians from the area. Y/n looks over at Hank as he held a decapitated Hank between his hands infront of his chest, a shocked yet adrenaline filled look on his face. Y/n makes her way over to him, laying her hand ontop of his.
"Having fun Hank?" She gives off a kanine filled grin as she purposely flashed her red eyes, dark red flames behind her returning to their regular speed of softly glowing behind her. Hank couldn't manage words, his excitement was too much to contain, but Y/n could tell.

"Well then." Y/n looked down at the ground behind her as footsteps and misfires gunshots vastly approached, "Get ready~"

Timeskip, your pov (imagine writing a Madness Combat book and not knowing how to write a good fight scene hahaha :')

"Just you left huh?" You wipe off your cheek and grip onto the stolen knife you were holding onto, pointing to a wounded soilder hiding in a corner with blood dripping off of your fingertips, he was shuddering so much you could tell from 20 feet away.
"Don't come any closer...I have a gun...!" He stands up and points a gun to you, shaking, he was hesitating.
"Go right ahead buddy." A cocky smirk grew and you sat your hand on your hips, only making the soilder more confused and scared. He shut his eyes and cocked the gun, slowly pulling the trigger, but he was too slow. By the time he shot you were already behind him with a knife to his throat, laughing to yourself.
"H-how did you..."

"Let me borrow that for a sec~!" Taking the gun out of his hand, you smack the handle to the back of his head to knock him out, slinging him over your shoulder and scanning the blood soaken park to find your boyfriend. But first...

You found a reflective piece of aluminum nearby that wasn't splattered with blood and bent down to be eyelevel with it. You looked at your red eyes, your entire eye was glazed over in glowing red magic with only only white dot to act as your pupil. You sighed and squeezed your eyes shut, rubbing them against a bare spot on your forearm. Luckily, that worked. And there they were, back to normal, a bit. Your hair was bleached a matching red at the tips, going up to about halfway up your hair. Must be a side effect of the flames.

God. You didn't even realize. The only reason you were able to fight these agents like you did was because of the Auditor's mutations. The flames, the eyes, the strength at which you tore the agents apart with your hands. All the Auditor.

You shook off the thought and picked up the unconscious agent, again scanning for your boyfriend.

You eventually found him in the same funnel cake cart with his mask down, drinking a lemonade like nothing had happened, the sight making you giggle.
"Hey cutie, get me one." You step through the door and drop the unconscious agent at the doorstep, accidentally hitting his head in the steps.
"Oops..." you look back and nervously chuckle, leaning on Hank's chest.
"Why'd you bring him?" Hank rubbed your shoulder and handed you the drink, looking over your head.
"Because, he's going to tell us why they're here."

"god, Y/n..." a groan comes from him, making you worried, you stand up and look back at him, silently tilting your head.
"How lucky am I to get someone as perfect as you..."

A gasp of relief rushed through you as he spoke those words, you rest your blood soaked hands on his chest and kiss his cheek, blush under the coating of blood across your face.
"If I can be honest, this was more fun than the rides~" You giggle and put your chin on his shoulder, resting your eyes.
"Lets hurry and get home before the police come..." Hank sighs and lifts you off of him, picking up your captive.

"Fine..." you groan and follow him, finally hearing the sirens of police cars in the distance.
"Oh wait, Hank?" He looks back and hums, putting his mask back up.
"How come you didn't ride any rides with me? They were fun..."

"I was mad...why ride them when you could ride m-"

"HANK WIMBLETON!!"