Hit the Hit-man :: Vendetta x Reader

Chapter One :: Blast to the Past

Your mom gripped your hand uncomfortably, entering the pizzeria with caution and suspicion. A smile crept on your face as you examined the inside of the building, your eyes finding its way to the animatronics up on stage. One held a cupcake, the other "strumming" the guitar and the last one speaking under a microphone. They seemed pretty innocent to many adults, unlike your mom. Her breath was heavy and cold, a shiver going down her spine. You look up to meet her gaze. 

"Mom? Are you okay?" You asked, trying to remove your hand from her grasp.

She looked down and nodded, letting go of you and sitting down at a table. "Yes. Yes I am I'm...I'm fine...now..go run along."

Your brow furrowed with concerned before giving her a suspicious, "Okay."

The janitor with two lip piercings wiped down the table where your mom had sat. He smiled up at her, setting the wet cloth down. "Hello, my name is Chris."

Watching from afar, you waddled curiously to their conversation. Faith, your mother, spoke hesitantly. You didn't find this weird given to the sense your mom was extremely young. 

"I'm..Faith." She replied, hugging herself and looking down.

The male frowned and sat down next to her. "I can reassure you, this place is completely safe."

"No..no it's not.."

He stayed silent for a while before speaking again, "And why do you say that?"

"When I was-" Faith glanced at Chris, she got up and pursed her lips and frowned as well. "Why am I telling you this?"

He looked up at her and blinked a few times, "Because I work here and your concern matters most for the company?" 

"Chris? Am I right?"

"Yes."

"Don't lie to me-"

Your eyes widened with shock, your body hiding behind a pole structure that kept the building up. Why was your mom acting so strange?

"I-"

"Please. Just leave me alone. I already know about these..these stupid robots."

"Oh..I understand." He stood up from his chair and took the cloth, looking down at the ground. "I apologize."

Finally, you saw that soft smile appear on your mother's features. "It's okay."

Chris looked up and smiled as well, rather weakly before handing her a piece of paper. "In case you're worried for your daughter."

Faith nodded and sat down, a bit calmer but still cautious with her surroundings. You took a few steps back with a hint of fear before bumping into someone, falling and landing on top of them. Giving a small yelp, you could tell the voice sounded merrily of a young male. 

"Ouch." He mumbled, gesturing you to get off.

Stumbling to your feet, you flushed in embarrassment. "I'm sorry!" The boy you saw was tan and had white, blank eyes. He was clothed in a black sweater and blue jeans. To you, he was fairly well looking. 

"It's okay." He smiled weakly before getting up and fixing his purple hair into a pony tail. "My name is Vendetta."

"Y/N," You replied. 

'Vendetta' placed his hand in his pockets and looked around. "So, where are your parents?"

You pointed to the distance at your nervous mom, "The lady over there."

"The one who looks like she needs help?" He tilted his head and raised a brow.

A glare was shot at him, your mouth making a scowl. Vendetta chuckled and put his hands up in defense. "I'm just messing with ya'." 

"So you say."

"I do say."

"Alright then. Do you want to go see Foxy?"

"I guess."

"I guess? Aren't you here to have fun and spend time with the cool robots!"

"Cool?" Ven did his best to keep himself from laughing and making a fool of himself. "I would say the contrary."

"What do you mean?"

"When you hit thirteen years old, it gets pretty boring."

Your mouth gaped open to say something, anything to back you up. Sure, you were thirteen as well but that didn't stop you from holding your mom's hand or visiting Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria. The only thing that came out of your mouth was a deep sigh, your body shifting a bit in defeat.

"Though-" He started, looking up slightly and then grinning back at you. "I'm not going to judge if ya still like this place."

"Thanks..I guess."

"No problem?" Ven chuckled and heard his name being called from afar. "Oh, well, I got to go. It was nice meeting you Y/N."

"It was nice meeting you too, um, Vendetta?"

"Yup!" He waved and turned around, running off towards his father. Before he left, he shouted back at you from the door. "Hey!"

You turned around and made a faint smile, "Yeah!?"

"Tomorrow! Here! I promise!"

"Oh, why!?"

Vendetta smirked and strode outside the doors, "To see Foxy of course!"

That was it. Oh it triggered you so much. You couldn't help but blush madly and grin with excitement as you swayed towards your mom. God he was romantic. No. Charming. That flashing white smile, that smooth tan skin and his beautiful hair. But those eyes, oh my those unique eyes. 

Your mom gave you a look of concern, "Y/N? Are you okay darling?"

Shaking your head from your mini day dream, you nodded and said in a swooned voice, "Always."

She chuckled and got up, petting your head before gesturing to walk out with her. "It was that boy, wasn't it~?"

A soft red hue formed on your cheeks as you looked away. "W-What boy?"

"Oh no you don't! Don't you dare think I didn't notice! He was a cutie too."

You growled in embarrassment and yelled a bit. "Oh my god mom!"

Your mother laughed and opened the car door for you, "You wish he did this huh? Open the door for a young lady~?"

"MOM!"