Snake[Izaya X Reader]

A fight

Prepare for action!

You open the file and look over it. The file contains well organized and detailed data, you turn pages somewhat impressed since Orihara managed to do such a good work in such a short time.

"Very good," you walk around the room while studying the data. "Jean, pay him please."

"Of course" says Jean, he gives a nod then invites Orihara to follow him out of the office.

"We'll be in contact" you raise hand as goodbye then walk towards the door with the file in your other hand. Instead of going through the bar you exit through the back door. It's already dark, there's only a few lamps on the street, creating bad vision. Unfamiliar with this part of the city you stop then try to orientate. You look right then left, taking a turn in [direction]. There isn't a lot of people in the street, even those, who are, hurry into their own direction, leaving the street.

You keep on walking, the feeling that something bad might happen keeps you company. There. On the street is a group of yellow scarves. They're probably going to a warehouse that is near the bar. You don't pay much attention to them, rather walking past them without giving them a look. You can't avoid them but it's best to not attract attention. They exchange a few words, they laugh then one of them whistles. You ignore it, knowing that giving them attention would make it more likely for them to approach.

"Hey hey, where are you going babe?" Yells one of them. "Come, let's have some fun."

"Don't ignore us." They laugh as they approach. "We won't hurt you, we'll just talk until the person, who we are waiting for will come," says the man, who seems to be in charge.

"No thank you, I'm in a hurry," you give a quick glance.

"In fact," the man grabs your arm and forces you to look at him. Your eyes meet and you recognize each other. "We were waiting for you, [f/n]."

"Marcel," you narrow eyes, then move your arm away, smile of amusement over Marcel's face. He makes a hand gesture and the rest surrounds you while keeping a safe distance.

"There was a word you're here, I didn't believe it until I saw Jean," says Marcel calculatingly. "It didn't take long to word to spread around about the new organization, trying to take over this terrain."

"You said you were waiting for me, so who gave you the information that I might be here?" You ask but Marcel sneers.

"Clever as ever," he says back.

"I don't want any trouble," you already analyse them and situation that you're set in.

"Always acting cool and collected, aren't you?" Marcel smirks then crosses arms. "You asked before about Snake?" He looks at the rest. "The answer might surprise you but it's cover name for this woman."

"You're joking right?" says one of the men.

"Don't be misguided by her look, this woman is a real devil." He looks at you, hate and rage in his eyes. "You've done so much harm." He grabs your shirt irritated. "You think people will forget what you've done to us, to Luke and the organization?" Your body shivers at his words and mention of Luke's name. "This chapter of your life isn't over yet," he smirks. "Or wait, I can help with that by slicing your throat, you bitch."

"I'm not afraid the likes of you Marcel, you traitor."

"Really [f/n]? You call me a traitor?" he barks back. "I followed orders and did what I had to do."

"You followed orders? Yeah. But, you betrayed our team resulting in our team getting killed, framed," you growl back. "You deserved what came next."

"We'll see how much you'll love the same experience." He makes hand gesture and two of the group reach for you. You turn and punch a man, who approaches as the other one leaps on you but you jump aside and avoid him. "Now be a good girl and stop," Marcel points the gun at you, sly smirk over his face.

"We both know you won't get a chance to kill me, and when I find you, I'll make sure to kill you," you say in calm tone, grim look over your face.

"You think?" Marcel narrows eyes.

"Yeah," you say back and Marcel narrows eyes. "You're right, that's why there won't be next time." At his words, you pull your guns from holsters, which were hidden under your jacket.

"I never believed you actually changed, you're still the same!" He says pissed off.

"Ha- what a joke," you stare at each other as one of the group pulls the gun out and points it at you. You should of expect that members of a gang carry guns as well.

"You don't stand a chance so hand it over," says Marcel gruffly.

"What is this?" A blonde guy interrupts, coming closer to the circle.

"We are taking care of it," says one of man. A guy steps on light, you recognise him. It's Kida, the leader of the yellow scarves.

"Put your weapon down," says Kida to the rest, his voice is calm and steady.

"Like hell, I'll let her walk away," Marcel smirks.

"Is this how you solve problems [f/n]-chan" Izaya interrupts, making a few laughs. You glance around to find him with your eyes. "I must say it's pretty amusing," he smirks.

"Burn in hell!" Marcel fires and at once everything spins before your eyes.

Dizziness...

Cold ground...

"You moron!" Kida punches him and orders to tie him up.

Your hip is bleeding and the coldness starts to spread...

"[F/n]! [F/n]!? [F/n]!?..."