All Because of a Few Names

[Chapter 5:]

!!Tw!! Blood, fire, knives

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Another shift at work. Phil helped pay for their apartment, yeah, but they still liked to work to feel better about themselves, or whatever.

Their work days, times, and breaks usually lined up too. Thanks to Tubbo messing with schedules.

Purpled, however, had.. a different type of job, in a way.

He was a pretty known assassin known as 'Obsidian' for some reason. This usually helped him with his villian work. Just, no one knew about this.

"We've got another one for you. Their name is Annabelle Dickenson. According to our reports, she's beat several hybrids almost to death, and somehow has hidden it from the government.' Purpled nodded, grabbing one of the knives on his belt.

"This should be quick," he said to himself, going to the address of the person. It was a perfectly normal looking house. He knocked on the door, it being opened a little after.

"Hello! I just needed to come in to search for a few missing hybrids.. I have a warrant already."

"Oh! Youre not gonna find anything in here, dont worry. But, come in, do whatever you need," she smiled 'sweetly'.

Purpled walked in, noting the lack of cameras around her house. As he walked walkedin, his eyes darted around looking for anything out of place.

He saw a glint behind the couch. That was most likely a lever, or button. Or something.

Annabelle had closed the door at this point, facing Purpled. He looked at her for a moment, before flicking a knife in her direction. The knife was implanted straight in her chest before she could react.

He pulled the lever, and some of the floor opened to a basement. He walked down, searched for a light switch, and was disgusted at the sight.

There were a bunch of hybrids in cages, hung from the wall, barely able to reach the floor, others lying on the floor unconscious, shallowly breathing. There was blood all over, too.

He knew this wasnt a rescue mission, but he was gonna burn the place down to burn all the evidence.

So, he got as many hybrids as he could out of the house, and to the hospital.

He travelled quickly, back at the house he took the knife out of Anabelle's chest, lit a match, and dropped dropped it on the body.

The fire quickly spread throughout the house.

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Tommy glanced at the clock.

He was waiting for Purpled to get back, he was gonna go out as Vulcan, and would rather have Purpled around than anyone else. Plus, Tubbo and Ranboo would be at work for the next few hours anyways.

The door creaked open and he perked up. "Purp! I was gonna go out, and I needed a buddy. You wanna come?"

"Hm? Yeah, sure, just lemme get my mask and stuff," Purpled said, walking over to his closet with all the swords, knives, and explosives they owned in it.

"Hey! You two!" Someone called out. Rewind, was his name, Purpled thought.

"Vulcan and Dolus. What are you doing out here? Trying to cause trouble?" His purple and green swirling goggles glowed.

"Uh. No. We just got bored. Kinda just wanted to fuck with the vigilantes." Tommy responded with a shrug.

"Uh-huh. Well, youre under arrest." Purpled rolled his eyes at this.

"You heroes are no fun. Can we not just scare vigilantes? Its not like we've hurt anyone today," Purpled said, pulling out one of his throwing knives.

"Yeah? Well, youre still wanted villains, and for that, youre under arrest." Rewind said simply. His powers were annoying to fight against. As his name states, he can rewind time.

"Ughh. C'mon Dolus, lets go home. I dont wanna deal with this prick," Tommy groaned, tugging on Purpled's sleeve.

"Yeah, lets go," he agreed, jumping off the roof of the building. It wasnt a very tall building, and it was a survivable jump, he didnt actually fall, he had something useful called an 'ender pearl' according to Ranboo, it was meant to be used to escape only.

Tommy followed.

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Walking back into the apartment, they took off their masks, and extra gear, put their weapons away and switched on the TV.

"A woman by the name of Annabelle Dickenson was found dead in a burning house. Her body was charred, and burned, left in a burning house after a supposed murder. She had a stab wound in her chest.

According to past records, this could be the work of the well-known assassin, 'Obsidian'."

Purpled bit his nail. No way he had been caught already.

"If you ever see Obsidian, please report it to the police and heroes immediately. The reward is 10,000 pounds. And if you do ever see him, stay far away. He is a dangerous man."

"Obsidian, huh?" Tommy turned to Purpled. "Is that what you do?" Tommy cocked his head.

"I–" Purpled groaned. "Is it really that obvious?"

"Yep, you came home with a bloody knife. And, when it comes to evidence you enjoy burning it. Also, Obsidian's costume was similar to Dolus'."

Purpled was surprised Tommy was this observant.

"Huh. Okay."

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I keep forgetting I have chapters to post- like, I write in the doc but its like I dont register I have chapters ive already written and finished khbfashkbfad