Horns Like A Devil || Shinra x Reader || Fire Force

6 | Mother

"So she's here?" A deep, feminine voice filled the dark and eerie room. Her words were icy, rosemary eyes glaring at the multitude of screens and monitors. She sat in her chair, legs crossed and facing away from the servant in her room.

"That is correct." Her servant answered, devoid of any emotion. Their arms clasped at their waist with black robes covering most of their skin. "She's in the care of company eight at the moment. Would you like us to retrieve her?"

The woman held her hand up, swaying it this way and that as if dusting away the idea. "No, that'll be too much trouble." She sighed. "Once those fire-brats figure out what she is, they'll become even more of a problem."

The servant fiddled with their skull-like mask. "What do you suggest we do?"

"Get Ryoto to track anyone else connected to her. I can use that to my advantage." The woman smiled wickedly, tilting her head and having her long raven hair shadow her eyes. "And have Tadashi and Sakai pay company eight a visit."

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"Okay, remind me again why my neck feels like Maki drop-kicked me?" Arthur sighed, rubbing the area between his neck and shoulder with a disgruntled look.

The three of you sat at the table in the common room. One set of lights was on due to it being fairly dark outside. You worked on your box of food that you warmed up in the microwave, chewing on a mix of really hot food with the addition of cold portions. It left you slightly annoyed.

"Sorry about that." You apologized with a guilt-filled chuckle, which died down into nervous Heh's and Ha's. "You were sleepwalking, uh well more like sleep fighting us so I had to... smack you a little." You said, downplaying the fact you straight up karate chopped the man in the neck.

"It's alright. Nothing a Knight can't handle." The blond shrugged, giving a small smirk as he leaned in a 'cool' way to seem unbothered. You could almost hear the eye roll from Shinra.

Before you could question the whole knight thing, the alarms suddenly went off, causing everyone to be on edge.

"Looks like it's go time," Shinra said, giving you a look of reassurance.

Everyone ran to get geared up and quickly entered the matchbox. It was when you stepped into the armored vehicle, you realized you had nowhere to sit. Well, if Captain didn't bring in so much gear, you could probably squeeze in by Shinra.

"Oh, sorry K. I didn't account for all the stuff I brought plus you," Captain Obi said with an apologetic smile.

"What's the hold-up?" Lieutenant Hinawa chimed in from the driver's seat, his eyes set on you with a menacing glare of his glasses.

Resisting the urge to freeze up, you shook your head. "There's no room for me in the matchbox."

"Well, either sit on the floor or sit on someone."

I... is this guy serious!?

You could feel the two boys perk up at the thought. Shinra with his peak mental breakdown smile and Arthur's eyes closed with his signature smirk. Captain shot the two boys a look as Maki sighed and Iris giggled.

You groaned at the thought of sitting on the floor. Just one bump could have you tumbling onto someone in a really compromising and unprofessional position.

"L-Lieutenant, is there a way I could sit up there with you?" You hoped, shifting in your stance.

"Uhh," Hinawa glanced at the seat next to him which held a few guns and ammunition. "No."