[-:-] Chapter 3: Murder Family [-:-]

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1:45 AM

Y/N POV

*Knock Knock.*

I waited at the door, as someone finally opened it.

"For the last time, Blitz! Stop harassing us-Y/N?" She says, as it revealed to be Moxxie who opened the door.

"...Hey." I replied, as there were some bruises on my face...and I think my eye was slightly cut.

"...Oh crumbs! What happened?" She asks with confusion, I would be too if someone disturbed me during at 1 A.M. in the morning...or was she talking about the bruises?

"Let's just say I was just...back-tracked." I come up with the reply, rearranging my glasses.

"Didn't have enough time to go back to the headquarters, so I was wondering if I could take some stuff and i'll be on my way?" I asked, as she now let me inside.

"What did you do?" She asked, as I slowly take my hands out my pockets.

It was revealed to be bruised up, due to an encounter I had to go up against when I was trying to head back to the office.

"...You have to go to a hospital, ASAP!" She says, as I shook my head.

"No need, I can just walk back to the office, my bible is there and I just need some supplies. I don't wish to disturb you and Millie." I say.

"No! Just sleep here for tonight!" Moxxie disagrees, as she now rushes somewhere to get some items.

I lay down onto the couch, as I slowly black out.

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...(Nice right hook though.)

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...Thanks, God.

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...Zzz.

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3rd Person POV

...The smell of bacon and eggs would arise somewhere, as Y/N finally awakens from his slumber.

Y/N would feel different for some reason, and he would notice it since there was a blanket and pillows on the couch once he was resting.

Something covered his eye once he felt something weird on his face. It was an eyepatch, covering the cut he had.

He now sees his glasses, reaching for it as he now stands up, and follows the scent of food.

The scent would lead him inside the kitchen, and he now notices the two imps cooking.

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