Bounty 0

ONE - THE SECOND

⚠️ - Alcohol, blood, & swearing

It was night. A man stands in front of a massive window that peers down to the city below him. The man's name was Jun Valmorida, he's a 25 year old assassin that works for an organization named Pandora's Box. The putrid smell of corpses and blood filled the room. Jun's golden eyes made their way over to the rotting body beside him and he held his breath, "God, it reeks."

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Jun got inside his 2020 Mercedes-Benz and turned on Been Away by Brent Faiyaz before he began the drive. The light coming from the lampposts he passed illuminated in his car. Suddenly, his music was interrupted with a noisy ringtone. It was an incoming call from his co-worker, an elite from his workplace named 'Jay.'

The man smirked and quickly answered the call.

"Yeah? What's up?" — 'Did you get it done?'

"Yes sir~" — 'Okay, where's the stuff?'

"Ohh, about that..." — 'What?'

"I left it with Kenji. He was closest to the bar." — 'Oh my fucking god, Jun. Enjoy your drink.'

The call ended. A few minutes passed and Jun arrived at his destination, The Shield. He made his way in and sat down on a red velvet cushioned stool. Another man with soft-black hair stood before Jun, his name is Pen and he's the owner of the bar. "Welcome back, the usual? Or something else tonight?" The man asked as he wiped a glass cup with a small white towel.

"I'll take a French Pear Martini tonight, Pen." Jun replied with a smile on his face. Pen nodded and began to grab all the necessary items needed for the drink. Then, Jun's eyes averted to a blond blue-eyed man around his height. 'So different but alike. It all makes sense though.' Jun thought as he began to think back to when he saw him in his true form.

The blond man is a friend of Jun's and his name is Vez. He met Jun a while back near the beginning of the bar's opening.

Pen handed Jun his drink and walked off. The blond was just getting done with another costumer before noticing the tan individual staring at him. As soon as he noticed, he smiled and made his way over to Jun.

"Hey Vez!" The assassin grinned. "Hey Jun, how was work?" Vez leaned down. "It was the same as always. The adrenaline rush is what always get me." Jun picked up his glass and took a sip.

Then, he tilted his glass toward the blond, "What about you? How was work for you and Pen tonight?" Vez looked over to the side, "Well, It's the same as always. Few dumbass drunks here and there but that's it. Then, you always come in every night. You really love this place, don't you?"

"Of course, it has two of my favorite people in it. A bar plus my favorite people, amazing!" Jun spread his arms out and Vez's smile grew bigger, "I appreciate you too, Jun."

Then, Vez lifted his head and his eyes widened a little as if he realized something, "Oh right, so I was digging through the back room. I found a little cute drawing of you and Goofy. Elliott made it and I wanted to give it to you." Vez crouched down and came back up with a piece of copy paper. It had a little cute doodle of stickman Jun and Goofy from Mickey Mouse.

Elliott was a sweet young girl that Jun knew. Pen and Vez were her guardians before the incident occurred. It was a horrible tragedy.

Looking at it made Jun a little sad. He stared at the drawing for quite a bit. It was silent only for a few before the man responded, "...Thank Vez. It's cute."

"Of course. I had a feeling you would've loved it." Vez crossed his arms together. "Now, I think you should be getting back to work. Pen is watching~" Both men slowly turned their heads over to Pen who was staring back at both of them. "Hahah.. See you later goofy." Vez scooted away from Jun right after noticing Pen.

About an hour passed and Jun was pretty tipsy. He laid on the bar counter with a couple glasses beside him. Suddenly, his phone began to vibrate. The man took a look at his screen only to see his boss's name.

He let out a big sigh before answering him.

"Hello?~" — 'Jun, come back. All elites are needed for this meeting.'

"W-Whuh? This late?~" — 'Are you tipsy?'

"You should.. know that I'm drinking~" — 'You're not entirely drunk though, I can tell through your speech.'

"Eeyup!~ Do you still want me to... go?~" — 'Yes Jun, it's important and ALL elites are needed. Head over now.'

"Fuck me..." Jun groaned as he grabbed some cash from his pocket and slammed it onto the counter before walking out. It was around 11 PM when Jun arrived at his workplace. The way he walked through the building was a little wobbly but he managed to stay straight. He was in front of the two large doors that stood tall in front of him. Then, he entered.

There before him were the 6 elites and a man with a scar on his lip in the middle, his boss. The scarred lip man laid his head on the back of his hands and smirked, "Welcome back, the 2nd."

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It was night. A man with long hair was standing near the edge of a roof. The city lights glistening behind him.

CHAPTER ONE - END

Author's note - I'm sorry if there's any errors in this story but I really hoped you guys enjoyed! If you guys have any questions for me or the characters, please let me know!! 🫶🏼