Mimic

Chapter 4

Summary-Harry has always had a talent for mimicking voices. He could make his voice sound like anyone he wanted it to be like, be it male or female; with just a little practice on his part. Then when he found out he could also shift his features to look like anyone he wanted to Harry knew that he had something that could save him from the hell that was his so-called family; he had something he could finally make a name for himself with. Now, years later Tsuna, and his new guardians, are going to meet up with the now world-famous hitman and assassin only known as The Mimic.

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Chapter four

Harry, or as he went by when he was in a different form or really around anyone else, Mimic, was on the move. Currently she was on her way towards where Reborn wanted to meet up at; which happened to be Tsuna's house.

Not that Harry had actually been told the address, as the information gatherer he was, he was supposed to already know just where it was. So, he had been just told to meet him up there at a certain time and that was all.

Which Harry was able to easily do as he had already figured it out right after he had first met Tsuna to begin with. As upon meeting Tsuna Harry had been able to quickly figure out the teen in question was one of, if not the main reason, Reborn had wanted him there in the first place.

Which was why he had spent the next couple of days gathering all the information he could about Tsuna, as well as the others whom had gathered around him. Now he was going to share that information with Reborn, both as a test, as well as to find out just what else the hitman in question wanted with him.

As he knew without a shadow of doubt in his mind, he had been called him for a reason and it wasn't just to test him. To think otherwise would be nothing less than pure stupidity and Harry liked to think he was far from that stupid.

Still, whatever it was that Reborn did want from him was something Harry really wasn't looking forward to. As he had a growing sense of dread building up in his stomach the longer, he spent in this town, and his instincts continue to go wild with the need to get far from here as he continued to fear that this was all a way to trap him in some way; like he feared it was. Still at the same time he knew he was already here, he had already done part of his job, and he wasn't going to quit now.

So, with that in mind, Harry checked over himself to make sure that everything was in place, that his form was dressed correctly, looked both professional as well a nice; as he had heard the things Reborn had done to those that weren't professional when meeting up with him. So, he wanted to be covered just in case that was true; besides he did like looking good anyway so doing so was a plus.

Not only that, but Harry was also making sure that he also had the weapons they needed hidden on her body; all easy to react. But at the same time made sure none of the weapons in question were obviously there or easy to point out. As he knew it was only if they were noticeable or obvious that Reborn would put on that she had them on themselves in the first place; otherwise having weapons on was considered a given.

Not to mention also making sure that there wasn't anything that pointed to the fact that the form he was in wasn't real at the same time. A basic check over Harry liked to do every time he went out on a mission; just to make sure.

Seeing that there wasn't anything wrong, and that everything was in place, Harry quickly walked to the door of the house he had been heading towards. The silver heels, that had hidden blades in them, clicking lightly on the sidewalk as he did so. With each step reminding Harry that he was just that much closer to both his goal; as well as the person who had been plaguing his thoughts in the what if.