Number zero escapes from the lab, could she truly leave behind her obsession filled passed behind? Of course not, it seems to follow her and new people have begun to crave her and the old ones following her it seems.
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《No ones Pov》
"What's a mall...We are under...this mall?" Y/n curiously asked Enzo as he laughed, "You don't know what a mall is?" He explained that it was a popular place for teenagers, where you could shop for about anything.
Enzo suddenly flopped keys into the large cage, as you speeded over to them and tugged them away, "I stole it from another guard.." He muttered tapping the bars where there was a keyhole on the other side.
"We are going to escape, in the morning, it'll be too risky for them to intrude a busy mall." He whispered. Y/n resisted the urge to smile brightly as it would cause suspicion for the people watching on the cameras, after all, why would a prisoner be smiling at what the supposed ruthless guard said..?
"Wait...I can't be out in the sun...unless I have sunscreen..." Bashfuly muttering this as he gave a nod of understanding.
Another guard came in, speaking in Russian about how It was his turn to take over the shift of watching over the beast aka Y/n. Y/n simply watched as Enzo walked away, the new guard not daring to meet her gaze, scared.
This time Y/n didn't bother flying around not wanting to even slightly risk the keys falling out and getting herself caught.
《Time skip》
"Holy shit!" Y/n cursed watching as Enzo rushed in and killed the guard with a swift knife into his neck, making the guard unable to even scream as the blood was rushing and swirling in his mouth.
"Well, one of my other buddies unactivated the cameras, then I had to kill him because he thought we were going to sell you--" Enzo's panic mixed with a calm accent rang out giving out a smile. Y/n threw the keys to him, as he wasted no time in opening the cage.
Unexpectedly once Y/n made it out, she lifted Enzo bridle styling ready to carry him while flying at a fast pace, "Гавно!" Enzo cursed in his native language in surprise.
Translation: Shit!
Enzo wrapped his arms around your neck tightly defiantly not wanting to fall. After all, flying with superspeed was something he never thought he was going to experience. However, he did have to guide you on which ways to fly.
The altitude of Y/n's speed would make it impossible for anyone to catch them on the camera because even if they did slow-motion it, they wouldn't be able to see Enzo's face because of how he was hiding carefully.
Once they made it out of the underground base, they were in a random storage area of the large mall. Enzo jumped out of your arms, as you opened the storage room to see crowds of people chattering.
"Cmon!" Y/n spoke tugging at his hand, "I can't..." Enzo huffed out, carefully inspecting you, "I would like to be able to...be one of your kind--but..." Enzo finally let the truth spill. "I have a son, and if I end up leaving this place, without any notice, along with the prisoner, they would suspect me, and kill my son..." Enzo didn't want to be known as a traitor to his son.
He suddenly threw a bottle of sunscreen at the vampress making his way over. Enzo brushed Y/n's hair aside so he could see her face clearly, he planted a kiss on her cheek and spoke, "Be free...my darling." Enzo reopened the secret passage that led back into the underground base. "Once I become rich I, will travel back to America!" He laughed, this placed a smile on Y/n's face as she said her partings.
Putting the sunscreen on, was easy with her superspeed.
Quickly leaving the storage room of the mall, Y/n looked in amazement, her first thought was to change out of her clothes. Walking around the Mall, she brushed passed many people, Enzo did say that this was indeed a place where you can shop for many things.
"Clothes..." Y/n muttered looking around until she came across multiple areas where they sold clothes....which one to pick from???
Y/n went towards the one with more of an eery dark style, heading inside she didn't see many people, however, with her superhearing, she did hear a couple of girls making fun of the place saying only freaks shop there...Y/n grinned at this, oh how right they would be!
However right now Y/n truly didn't want to stand out, so she just picked a rather normal outfit, that seemed to be more of a comfortable look that consisting of, black shorts, and a black long sleeve crop top, (If you don't like this description imagine something else..)
Making her way over to the counter she stared at the only worker, "I would like these." The worker was weirdly drawn to Y/n's voice, and then to her enchanting ruby eyes...'enchanting' was the only thought processing in the worker's mind, as Y/n pulled her into a trance.
"I just paid for these clothes." Y/n spoke the words fluttering carefully out her mouth, as the cashier smiled, "You just paid for these clothes," her monotone voice responded.
The worker suddenly snapped out of her daze when Y/n broke contact, "I'm going to go put these on kay?" Y/n giggled as the worker didn't protest thinking Y/n already paid for them and wasn't trying them on.
"Hey, I was wondering how much that guitar over there costs?" The curly-haired male asked pointing at the guitar with some red flame on it. "50..something with tax..." She boredly told the guy.
Y/n came out of the dressing room with her new outfit on, her other one someone ended up in the dressing room shredded to pieces...haha...
Eddie suddenly turned his head, at the breathtaking woman, "Nice shirt." Y/n told him, not knowing that the guy, Eddie was experiencing this in slow motion, "Nice existence..." He thoughtlessly spoke, as he suddenly realized how gushy and weird he sounded. "I mean...not in a weird way...cause that would be weird...right?" Eddie's thoughts couldn't process this right now.
for a 19-year-old guy, it was surprising for himself, to act in such a skiddish way as if he had some type of teenage crush