The Assassins of I.M.P. Part 3: One Helluva Boss

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Y/N grabbed the chair that was in front of him and sat down at the meeting table where Moxxie, Millie, and Loona were at.

Blitzø: So... You got a name, kid?

Y/N: Yes. I'm Y/N L/N. But, my friends call me N/N.

Blitzø: Nice name.

Y/N: Thanks. My mom picked it for me.

Blitzø: Mhmm... Anyway, I'm sure that you were trying to get comfortable before a certain "someone" hit you in the head.

Moxxie: *eye roll*

Y/N: Actually, I was trying to find something to eat. I didn't want to be a bother.

Blitzø: *laughs*

Y/N: Hm?

Blitzø: You? A bother? Come now. Don't think like that.

Y/N: R-Right.

Blitzø: So, out with it.

Y/N: What?

Blitzø: Come on. Tell us about yourself. Coke on. You know you want to.

Y/N: ... As much as I want to, I can't. It's too painful to remember.

Blitzø: Well, can you tell me about yourself? Like, what do you do for a living?

Y/N: ... I don't want you guys to laugh at me.

Blitzø: Ah, come on. You gotta tell us something.

Y/N: Okay. ... Well... I'm a scholar. When I was up there, I had a job up there where I study the Earth's environment and its secrets. I know that it sounds lame, but it's an important role when it comes to learning nature's anatomy.

Millie: Well, I'd say that you look like you've gotten the hang of this scholarship.

Y/N: I have. Since I've graduated middle school.

Blitzø: Right. And is scholarship really all you know?

Y/N: Oh no. Not really. When I was 16, I took some karate lessons in order to learn how to fight.

Blitzø: Right.

Loona: Well, apparently, you've been doing it a lot to the point where you've grown muscles.

Y/N: Huh?

He then looked at himself.

Y/N: How'd I miss this?

Blitzø: Hey, focus!

Y/N: Right. Sorry.

Moxxie: So, how'd someone like you end up in Hell? You look too... innocent.

Y/N: ... I can't remember. I don't know how I got here. Nor do I remember why I'm in Hell, anyway.

Millie: Really? Nothing?

Y/N: No. All I remember is... *shakes head* No. No. No, I can't. I'm sorry, but I don't want to think about it.

Blitzø: Does it have something to do with how you lost your parents?

Y/N: ... How the hell do you know that?

Blitzø: Um... Lucky guess?

Y/N: ... *sighs* Yeah. Something like that.

Blitzø: Right.

Millie: Well, maybe you snapped and went on a crazy rampage after your parents died?

Y/N: Like I said, I don't fucking remember and I don't want to talk about it!

Millie: O-Okay...

Y/N: Sorry. I'm not feeling like myself the way I normally do. But, I just arrived in Hell and I don't have a place to sleep or stay. Hell, I can't even find a fucking job!

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