𝓟𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓽𝔂 𝓯𝓵𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓢𝓾𝓷𝓷𝔂 𝓭𝓪𝔂𝓼

I'll Always Protect You, Part. 1

< I am so so sorry for being gone for so long, though I'm sure no one really noticed, but I'm back, I'm doing this because I had an idea for a one-shot that may go on longer, but here's the idea

I was thinking of a maid-assasin Sunny au and I won't spoil too much just because I really want this to be read, but one last thing art is not mine all credit is to the original artist, anyway that's it please continue :) >

< June 12,   2:38 a.m >

"So you're aware of the task you have been given, correct, Agent Sunny?" A gruff voice spoke, tapping on his desk.

"Yes, sir." Sunny said bowing, head faced to the ground. He was going on his first real mission. After training for who knows how long, he finally can get in on some real action.

"Alright then, you are dismissed, though if you would like to take a copy of your mission and the young master, they are right here, I must suggest it." The man chuckled, referencing Sunny's, sadly to say, forgetfulness, when it comes to certain things.

Sunny trudged out of his boss's office, clutching the paperwork in one hand.

He checked his watch.

< 2:16 >

Stuck.

< Basil Chrysanthe Page >

< Age: 16, Height: 5'5" 2/18 >

'Hm. Same age, that name.. it seems familiar...'

< Appearance Description: Light medium-short blonde hair, light blue eyes, flower hair clip/ flower crown accessory, fair pale skin, light freckles >

< Hobbies/ Activities, Personality: Gardening, journaling, photographing/photography, art/ drawing, cooking, baking, reading, writing, singing, dancing, caretaking, sensitive, shy, (somewhat) stubborn, kind, gullible, loving, caring >

'Either this kid willingly gave up all this information or they stalked him, I'm going to assume it was the latter of the two.'

< Guardians: Luisa Page (Evengeline), Mark Page >

< Mission: An order of protection >

Sunny checked his watch again.

< 2:16 >

*sigh*

Sunny looked around. The halls were nearly empty, ever since Sunny was taken in by his boss as a child he'd been accustomed to the place. To him it felt like home.

Sunny stalked to the entrance looking back one last time, it felt weird having such mixed emotions. Sunny couldn't help but feel excited that he was going on a real mission, but he didn't feel just yet, ready to leave.

*HONK HONK*

Sunny was startled out of his thoughts to the honking of a car, his ride was here. The driver pointed to the backseat with his thumb, slightly red in the face, angrily.