Shot Through the Heart

Chapter 5

note: (f/n) is Fathers name

A/N: Slight trigger warning

Your POV

I walked over to the freezer and pulled out a tub of vanilla ice cream and a scoop. Turing around, I was just in time to see Lukas jump on Alfred. I deadpanned at Alfred pathetically swatting at my cat, as Lukas scaled Alfred's torso and sat calmly on his shoulder.

"Get it off! GET IT OFF! Do something and get it off!!!!"

My deadpan intensified as I walked over to Alfred and Lukas, noting the Brit in the corner trying holding himself together.

"Lukas. Come down."

He jumped onto my shoulder and I looked at Alfred.

"Do you not like cats, Alfie?" I said, a cheeky smile forming on my lips.

"Naw, sweet cheeks, he just surprised me."

Alfred attempted to regain his swag, but I just started laughing. Lukas jumped off my shoulder and ran off.

Alfred just looked at me.

I love dorky idiots, even if they do want me dead.

Arthur was now snickering in the corner, and Alfred walked over and punched him.

"Oi, what the bloody hell was that for?!??!"

"Don't laugh at me!"

"Git."

"Ass-"

I grabbed them both by the ear and walked them over the kitchen.

"No fighting in my house, God, do I have to mom you?? Now, do you two want some ice-cream?"

Both boys were holding onto their ears, and cringing, most likely in pain.

"Ok, then you can leave."

"Nope nope nope, I'll have some sweet cheeks."

"Yes, I'll bloody have some."

Man, you have got some serious skills.

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Alfred POV

(Y/n) began to scoop ice-cream into bowls for Eyebrows and me. Damn my ear hurt. She was definitely not the easy target I had thought she was.

She almost makes me want to know more about her, not just the normal target stuff. But I can't pass up two million dollars.

She is hiding something though.

"Alfie, there's yours and Artie, that one's yours." (Y/n) said, setting the bowls down in front of us.

As I started to eat, she walked out of the room, calling to her stupid cat.

*le time skip*

We finished our ice-cream, and I started to get up.

"Where the hell are you going, Jones?"

"I'm leaving."

"We can't leave, this is the perfect time to get her."

"Dude, she just fed us some really good food, we can kill her tomorrow. Let's go."

"Fine, bloody hell."

Eyebrows grabbed his jacket and we walked out the door.

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Your POV

I walked back into the kitchen and heard the front door close.

"Well, that's just fine, I invite you into my house and feed you and you leave without even a backward glance. That's not very nice, is it Lukas?"

Lukas nodded. I had found him on the streets two years ago, only a little kitten then, his eyes weren't even open. I didn't think he would make it through the first night but here we are two years later.

I looked down at the street where I could vaguely see two figures walking into the building opposite.

"Those two are going to get into trouble if they aren't careful."

I started to wash the dishes, while Lukas lay across my shoulders. He was such a sweet cat. I could tell Lukas anything, and he would seem to understand me, and I can understand him just as well. I finished the dishes and stroked his head.

"Well Mr., I think it's time we head to bed," I said, removing Lukas from my shoulders. I changed into my pajamas and jumped into my bed. 

Soon dreams enveloped my head...

"Mommy, whats doing on?"

"Sweetie, just stay in the closet, and don't make any noise, Mommy and Daddy are going to be right here."

A knock sounded on the door.

"Mommy, I'm scared."

"I know sweetie, just stay there and you'll be alright."

She shut the door, but it stayed open just enough I could see Mommy in the living room and Daddy waiting by the door.

"Open up, (f/n)." A gruff voice said outside the door.

Through the crack in the door, I saw daddy open the front door.

Bang. 

Daddy froze and fell to the floor, a red flower blooming on his chest.

Mommy screamed and ran to Daddy.

Bang.

Mommy fell to the floor too. 

Two men walked into the room, each carrying a gun and a knife, one short, one tall, a tattoo of a blue wolf on their left forearms.

"Come out, come out wherever you are, little girl." Said the tall man.

I gasped and sunk deeper into the shadows.

"She ain't here, bro. She's at the Grandma's, I told you that."

"Well then after we take care of these two, we'll go over there and get the old lady."

He took out his knife and began to saw at Daddy's leg.

I woke up in a cold sweat, Lukas sat up next to me, green eyes piercing the darkness. I looked over at the alarm clock.

12:23 am, the exact time to the minute my parents had been killed.

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Oh shit, oh shit, (y/n)'s got a backstory, whaaaaaat???? This was less about Alfred and Arthur and more setting up a major story arc coming up soon, so CLIFFHANGERS FOR DAYZZZZ.

Anyway, LOOK I UPDATED. I'm not dead, sorry if you thought I was, you can't take me out that easily. I am going to try and update at least once a week, but school is a thing that exists, even though its fourth quarter, there is still shit to do,

Adios,

~Dragon