Vengeance

Atlas

She stood in front of the airport, stepping out as she scanned the room to find a man holding up a board with her name.

She walked silently not minding the stares that she was getting from the people.

"Uhh- kamsta kqua?" The Japanese man tried to speak as he  nervously spoke, bowing in front of her as she clicked her tongue.

"Cut the crap, time is ticking, Atlas" she glared at the man, as she turned to walk  past him.

Atlas chuckled as he draped his arm around her shoulder.

"I'm just playing with you dear, if you'll give me a kiss I'll give you a reward~" he grinned as he brought his face close to hers, their noses touching.

An irk mark appeared on her forehead as she proceeded to lightly punch his stomach. Making him grip the area that she punched, as she walked in front of him.

"HEY! Y/N" he called out as he walked beside her sneakily inter winding their finger together.

"That's more like it" he winked as The younger looked away with a hint of pink tinting her cheeks.
He could here her, cursing at him, not minding it as the grip on her hands became tighter.

They arrived in the vehicle, Y/n on the passenger seat while atlas  on the drivers. The fun aura was no longer visible as he faced her with all seriousness his grey eyes staring at her as his jaw clenched, combing his hair as he sighed.

"You know, you didn't have to come here...they're most likely dead..dear" he spoke softly as he grasped her cheek, looking into her eyes.

She slapped his hand away as she turned to look away from him, "just do your job" she spat. Atlas sighed in defeat as he drove, watching her from the mirror as a sad look appeared on his face watching her.

Time passed and they arrived in a beautiful house, it wasn't big nor small but it was very pretty, it had a worsen gate while there were bushes of roses decorating the area, she admired the interior as she looked at the painting inside her home.

She smiled sadly as she touched the locket, remembering that the painting was made by them. They made it as a surprise for her if they ever won the battle, going to Japan do that they can be heroes, since it was illegal in their country.

She clutched her chest roughly as she bit her lips her legs shaking as the incident began to reply the scene like a broken record, as she clutched one hand on her knees for support, her eyes starting to water.

She remembered the way Aia begged her to stop, the way Dwayne tried to pull her away and Akira's bloodied form still fighting. She shivered as she recalled the smell of the rotten and burnt flesh, the way the peoples happy cheers turned into horrified screams. She clutched her ears as she sat on the ground; rocking herself back and forth as she closed her eyes.

Atlas immediately ran towards her embrace, he placed her head towards his shoulder rubbing her back in a comforting matter as he whispered words of assurance on her ear,  he wiped her tears as he gave her a comforting smile.

"Shhh, it's okay dear. Do you want me to re paint this house?" He whispered as he tucked a strand of hair in her ear. Carrying her as he placed her on the couch.

"Do you want too love?" He whispered.

She shook her head, "no" she replied as she squeezed his hand. "Thank you Atlas" she spoke softly.

"Anything for you Y/n" he smiled softly.