S2 Part 2

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(That's Yoriichi, not Y/n.)

Y/n's POV:

I was walking down the hallways, and stairs of the WICKED building. It was night, and I got lost, walking down dark empty hallways, trying to find my room.

I recently got hired by Ava, to work at WICKED. The true, and only reason they hired me is cause; I was correcting there mistakes they made, of making some sort of maze and what looked like monsters, metal, but mostly bug monsters, and they were huge. I don't trust them, but I have to get this job, to tell The Right Arm about there old and new secrets, that WICKED is hiding.

I kept on walking, walking down a type of white and grey fancy titled floor, with clean, glass windows and doors. I saw a shadow of a person, and he wasn't wearing a guard uniform. He was wearing an outfit from way back, years ago, possibly, but it looked really comfortable.

He had long hair like me, his main color was black, he had red highlights. Very tall, and yet I may add; wearing some comfortable clothes. He had a red scar on his forehead, right by his bright, but mysterious, red eye color.

The scar looked like flames, on the right side of his forehead and eye. He had earrings, that almost looked like mine, what my biological mom gave me, before she died.

Me and him had, what looked like the same earrings. He stared at me, walking slowly towards the 2 metal doors, they automatically opened, waiting for him to enter the room, and he was...staring at me. No emotion, what so ever. He wasn't even going inside the room, he was just...staring at me. His eyes focused on my scar, right on my forehead, and very noticeable to anybody.

The sun with red flames, the moon with purple flames, and of course; the sun and moon almost combined together.

He started walking towards his left, and left. I decided to follow the suspicious man. He was speed walking, it felt like, so I decided to speed walk to the man; he stopped walking, looked at me with the same expression as me. A cold, pale and serious expression.

"WICKED is bad. Don't trust them Y/n." The man said. I was confused, on how this suspicious man knew my name. How does he know my name?!

"How do you know my name?" I asked. The man walked up to me, he stopped when we stood a couple inches, closer to each other, observing our presences.

"I am Yoriichi. You are my-" The man known as; Yoriichi said, he got cut off by a guard, yelling my name. I looked behind, only to see a guard approaching me.

"What are you doing out of bed?!" They ask.

"I got lost." I say. They made a 'tch' sound, and grabbed my arm. I looked back to where Yoriichi was, expect he wasn't there.

How did he disappear when the guard confronted me?! Or is he really fast?! All the thoughts ran in my head.

I was snapped out of it, the guard started tightening his grip on my arm, started to drag me back to the room I stayed in. I squeezed, and tried to pulled my arm out of his grip. It didn't work, so I stomped on his foot, making his grip on my arm let go, he gave me a glare, looking very angry and upset. They should know; I don't like touch.

"What the hell you stupid child?!" They yelled, his mask was off, so there was no voice changer to make his voice deep.

They tried to grab my arm again, but I grabbed his wrist in a matter of seconds. They looked at me; shocked, angry and confused.

"Don't. Fucking. Touch. Me." I said, coldly and glaring at them. Keeping my glare on them, it felt like a dark, shadow, creeped down to my mouth, my eyes were almost like a pitch white, no pupils, and no emotions as I stared at them.

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