A lil Damianya fanfic

꧁Investigation꧂

ʕっ•ᴥ•ʔっAnya's POV:

It's exactly five days after my 'imprisonment' here. Ha Ha and Chi Chi still haven't come to get me and Ace will never let me leave the room. It's just a normal afternoon, me sitting on my bed munching away the ten peanut filled donuts brought from Ace's credit card. I hear unusual foot steps outside. Suddenly the door swings open and two figures are thrown inside. Ace mutters words underneath his breath and puts a foot on one of them.

"Get up."

Cold. Maybe it's my parents! Hopping out of bed, my mouth quirks up when i see Becky and Sy-on. Becky's eyes fill with tears as she jumps on me.

"ANYA-CHAN!"

I hand Becky one of my peanut donuts to calm her down. I rush the two boys over to the table in the middle, ready to start an investigation. Sy-on and Ace look like they are about to murder each other with their eyes.

I'm to lazy to write full names so it's just their initials.

D.D: I DEMAND AN EXPLANATION. NOW!

A.K: I did not sign up for this. I only agreed for Anya, now i have to babysit this dumbass.

He points a finger at Sy-on.

B.B: Well I didn't either. So go cry about it in a corner or something because i am going to get out of this garbage dump with Anya. You can keep Damian.

A.K: Who says i am keeping him?! You brought him here, you dispose of him too.

D.D: Can we stop talking about me like i am an object?

B.B: Shut it broccoli boy.

A.F: Ok, Ok. We need to know what's going on. Becky, how did you get here?

B.B: Well it all started when this green goblin asked his driver to take us to WISE. We were trying to look for you. Then this unqualified driver crashed me straight into a wall. Before i know it, i am stuck with these two jerks.

A.F: Ok. Ace, why won't you let us out?

A.K: I can't tell you.

D.D: SPIT IT OUT.

A.K: What gives you the privilege to shout at me?!

D.D: I AM THE DAMIAN DESMOND. I DEMAND YOU SPEAK.

A.K: NO.

D.D: NOW!

Damian sends a slap across his face, causing Ace to burn in rage.

A.K: THIS HAS NOTHING TO CONCERN YOU. IT'S FAMILY BUSINESS.

A.F: Sy-on. Don't push him fur-

D.D: DO I LOOK LIKE I CARE?! YOU CAPTURED US, TAKEN US FROM OUR FAMILY AND FORCED US IN A ROOM! WHAT HAVE WE DONE TO YOU?! NOW SPEAK!

Ace's fists curl into a tight ball and he looks Damian right in his eyes.

A.K: WELL IF YOU ALL REALLY WANT TO KNOW SO BADLY THEN FINE! YOUR SWEET SWEET IVY-SAN MAY AS WELL BE HALF DEAD BY NOW. HAPPY?

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Ace stands up and walks out the door. We all stare at the table in shock. Ivy-San? Dead? Thats not possible. S-she is a trained assassin. She can't be dead. Ace is just bluffing. There is no way The Garden will allow Ivy to evolve in silly matters unless they are major. World threatening even. There is no way. I will prove it.

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