𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐈𝐧𝐯𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫🔫
(Y/n) Ogawa, she came to the mysterious mask realm around 1 year ago ever since then she has became a mask, and those closer to god know her for her loyalty. Her weapon of choice is a gun, to be pe...
It seems you weren't the only mask who didn't have any interest in killing that strange girl. You had no idea what had happened to her, but five minutes after you had walked in the building you completely forgot about her existence.
You were hiding behind a corner, watching as the same girl from earlier (although you couldn't remember) and another girl with once hair and green eyes, defended themselves against a mask. There was a shot fired towards the two and the dark haired girl pushed the blonde one out of that way, saving her life.
How kind. It was a little refreshing to see someone as kind as that in this disgusting world.
You then watched as they hid behind a corner, exactly where the stairs that led to the helicopter was. How annoying, they're right in your way. They better pray that sniper kills them before you do. You heard the girls run up the stairs after talking and hearing a shot fire.
The coming out of your hiding spot along with another mask, you however, pain no attention to him and kept heading towards the stair. Just up those stairs, and you would be free right? Then why did something feel wrong?
'Shit'
A grenade, smart.
There was a sudden explosion, you along with the other male mask got fired backwards you, flew back into a wall. Hitting your head pretty hard, knocking you out.
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'Son of a bitch, that hurt' you thought to yourself beginning to wake up from however long you were knocked out. Hearing a slight ringing in your ear as you opened your eyes completely. Having the familiar feeling of a mask on your face.
You sat up, letting out a groan-the pain in your back getting the best of you.
'What happened. Where am I?' You looked around with your mismatched eyes, squinting to see properly, vision blurred slightly.
You stood up, your legs shaking slightly as you used the wall behind you to keep your balance. Once you started walking you felt fine again. Picking up your rifle—on instinct—and heading towards, anywhere else. Preferably, somewhere with a shower. You could feel blood dripping down your forehead, not wanting to remove the mask just yet.
You looked around after turning the corner 'where am I going again?'
'Oh right, this way! No...that way.'
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It took you some time but you finally got to a place you could rest. You had no idea who was living here but whoever it was is dead now.
Hopefully (Y/n) could think of something to bandage herself up, maybe something to eat. And definitely, a change of clothes. You can't even remember how long you've wore this uniform.
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• (Y/n) killed the original owner of the little apartment room she decided to stay in. • (Y/n) can only remember being a mask. She can't remember anything else about her life. •(Y/n) may not have taken any notice to Sniper mask, but he definitely took notice of her.
