Brothers Conflict x Reader

Chapter 1

Pov. Reader

At a very young age I was orphaned. Though what was different with me than other orphaned children is that I didn't get to live in an orphanage. Instead I lived on the streets. Before this all happened I had been a genine pig in experiments. Thus part of the reason I didn't live in an orphanage. Though they did feed me whenever they saw me.
If it weren't for that then I would probably already be dead. Even though I live in the streets I still make money, though not on purpose. Some nice people will stop me to give me some money. I always appreciate their kindness and offer my assistance in return. Some accept others refuse but make me take their money anyways. They are the only reason I have clothea on my back. Today I was going to the mal to get new clothes to replace my torn dirty ones i was wearing.
For my new clothes I could buy something a bit more expensive this time. More people had been generous than before resulting in me having alot more money than normal. So I bought a red belly tank top, black jeans, a black leather jacket, black socks, black and red matching bra and underwear set (specifically a thong), and black knee high boots. They allowed me to change and wear the clothes out after I paid for them.
Leaving that store in the mall I still had some money left over. I was about to go buy food with it. That was until I saw a man in an anime store pointing a real gun at a kid who was probably no older than 10. In a flash I ran in and took the gun from his hands.
He turned to attack me but I quickly jumped up and sent a round house kick to his head. The guy fell to the ground unconscious. With a relieved sigh I looked at the little boy. He was staring at me in awe. In fact all the kids in the store were giving me the same look.
I bent down to the boys height after setting the gun down, "Are you okay?" I asked him.
He have me a big smile and nodded. I smiled with him, "Do you know where the person you came with here is?" I asked this time slightly looking around.
Before he could answer two boys in their early 20's came over. They looked to be identical twins except they had different colored hair. Seeing as how they were with the young boy I stood up. The dark haired boy checked on the little boy. The white haired boy gave me a cheeky grin.
"Thanks for helping out our little brother." He said with a smile.
"You don't need to thank me. It's instinct that had me disarm that guy." I said, scratching the back of my head.
"Still you were quicker to react than we could." He said suddenly looking serious.
Before I said anything else security came. They handcuffed the guy and they were about to try and handcuff me. That is until I jumped away from them. They didn't like that so I sighed before running off. One of the security officers followed after me.
Imstead of taking an escalator or an elevator to the main floor I jumped off the railing. Landing I rolled so I wouldn't break anything. Then I immediately stood up and started running again. I knew the security officer was watching from the second floor on shock. Though I knew once the police came and watched the surveillance video I would be cleared and 'some people' would lose their jobs.