The Deviants | Harry Styles AU

XXXVII| The Reaper Part II

Harry turned away from a running Avery to see the man on the floor, unconscious. His punch had really affected the man. Harry grabbed the keys and stopped to examine the man. He crouched to his level and watched him, making sure to memorize his bruising face in case there were anymore altercations. He nodded when he fully scanned his face and stood up to get into the car.

Harry put the key into its spot and twisted it, so the car roared to life. He looked back down at the man and shut the door angrily. He smiled in satisfaction when he saw that the man wouldn't go anywhere anytime soon. He drove the car away, to a safe location.

He didn't drive too far before he exited the car and approached a tall wall. He looked around before starting to move the wall upward with ease, as if it had already been made that way. He quickly got back into the car, putting it inside an empty garage. He took off the key and sighed before opening the door and closing it. He took the key and placed it in the small keyhole and twisted it, making sure the car was now locked as well.

He then approached a small box with a combination to open it. He twisted the numbers around until the box snapped open. He smiled as he quickly put the keys in and walked out of the garage. He rolled down the garage door that had been painted to blend in with the building, making it look like a wall.

He then disappeared into the night, nobody following him, and nobody as a witness of his actions.

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Avery's head snapped up when the door opened and Harry walked inside, looking very pale. Avery eyed the two teenagers who were mesmerized by a gadget that Harvey had found. Avery then looked back to Harry and sighed as she placed both palms on the counter and let her head hang low.

"Can we please talk in the room?" Avery asked as she looked up at Harry.

"Sure," Harry nodded confidently. He smiled at the sight of Harvey and Adley interacting before following Avery into the room, where he knew there'd be questions.

Avery entered first and Harry followed, a bit slower than her. He turned around and closed the door, making sure to lock it. He then started unzipping his hoodie before he heard a click.

"Don't fucking move," he heard from behind him. His immediate reaction was to lift his hands in surrender. "Turn around!" Avery said sternly. Harry turned around slowly to reveal his hoodie half unzipped and a black shirt underneath.

"Geez Avery calm the fuck down," Harry shook his head as he dropped his arms. She had a pocket knife in her hand and it was pointed at Harry, but he knew she wouldn't hurt him.

"Explain what the fuck happened back there," Avery frowned as she straightened her body to be a bit taller, but nothing matched the height of Harry.

"I punched a man Avery, I fucking freaked. He was going to hurt us," Harry looked at her with stern eyes. He frowned at the sight of the knife shaking, but just barely. It would have been unnoticeable if it were any other person, but it was Harry and he had years of training and he knew when the enemy was scared. Avery was slightly, almost unnoticeably, scared. Which meant she was potentially dangerous.

"You're one of them! They sent you for me and I don't know what you want from me but you need to get out!" Avery said with tears welling in her eyes. The one man she had come to love and he was a Reaper.