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Revalina parked the car infront of the market in a place where everybody could see. It's was a high risk of car stealing but lower rate of she had no energy to expect assaults from any direction like her dad.

' 2 bucks for rat meat!'
'Ey! That's expensive!'
'TODAY'S DISCOUNT!'
'How's your day sir ? 2 bread please'

The market was as crowded as yesterday, news about the assault, kidnap, or even murder never stopped anyone from selling and buying daily necessities.

As she walks deeper into the market ,her eyes searches signs around the wall. She stopped in front of a building, hanging a wooden sign written 'хвост смерти' ( death's tail') .

Eyes were staring as she walks into the dark alley between the sign-hang building. Many 'common' people tried to get into the alley but only countable people came out alive. Those who came out never really spoke anything about it, many says it's a place to trade with the devil, there's also more ridiculous rumors such as a place for pleasure in exchange for life.

She walked deeper until she faced a rustic door with unreadable scratches and carvings on the walls, scribbles and splatters with shades of dark red. As Revalina held the dried red rustic doorknob , she blew a deep sigh.

"Forgive me dad...", she mumbled.

The door slowly opened, a loud creaking noise was filling the silent atmosphere. A strong stench of smoke, alcohol, sickening dry, sweet metallic scent busts out as the door open wider.

Various eyes were gleaming at the person who opened the door , it was odd timing for someone let alone a new person to come into the place.

As Revalina adjusted her sight the darkness took its shape , the place she arrived is a bar, filled fully with dirty callous rowdy men. She then showed her ring from the front.

"Johansen daughter , Revalina,"she stated.

Hearing upon the name men were taken aback, some laughs upon hearing his name but mostly didn't .  Johansen , the guy who was infamous in the dark world as the black angel himself , died on the hands of some men just yesterday, and was avenged by his two young daughters at the same time. Rumors are spread like a wild fire around the city as they are small.

Suddenly a muscular blonde hair guy stood up

"What do you need kid?", he asked closing his distance with hers.

"I'm looking for Potera." , she replied.

As she finished her sentence she noticed the guy's nose scrunched a little.

"What do you want from him?"

"Dove brings peace, raven brings death."

It was a code her father teaches the two sisters , any informan knows this code. This code belongs to one and only black angel's code of information. Informants who had given wrong informations always lose his life to in the angel's hand.

"Here sit.", he pats a table . Revalina with sturdy steps walked towards the table and sat on a small chair.

As the man sits, initiating that he is Potera. For a few minutes none words were exchanged, and so the guy clears his throat.

"I heard that your old man had been killed yesterday."

"I'm not here for consultation."

"So what are you here for ?", as his clear blue eyes meet her redden hazel eyes, he masked his sympathy for the young girl.

Even though the world is in the midst of chaos, it still is a hot news that Johansen died leaving the two sisters on their own. Most people respected Johansen with his work, some even was spared as they have nothing related, this was uncommon as people never cared about related or not, all they care is kill and kill.

A good guy in the dark world is indeed another weird mad combination. Resulting him to get his nickname, the black angel. Hearing upon the death of the black angel sadden people who knew about him. He wasn't like other people and always kind towards everyone.

"Mad dog shelter."

"Are you sure ? Like you know most safe shelter never lasts."

"This is the only information I need, talk," as she leans over to his neck, a sharp object pokes towards his liver, heavy breaths causing his skin to crawls. With a raspy low voice she whispered.

"I'm not angel like dad, not today."

"Slow down kid, ", he gently touches her hands ,"I'll give you information, I respect your old man you see."

She swiftly places the dagger onto her boots while gazing though him.

"Talk.", glaring at his clear eyes, she feels rather exhausted from all the mess she had. Her eyes were heavy but it was not an option to fall.

"It will take 5 days to the East by your old man's car if you don't sleep plus no disasters. I can say this is gonna attract many people to try taking advantage to go to the mad dog shelter with you. Be careful on the way. Just some warning to the angel's lil kid, stay alive.", he lean on the chair watching her small figure as she stands up.

"Anything worth knowing besides that?"

"You might want to take some people with you."

"No. Better two lone wolf than a bunch of useless pack.", she stood up and walks closing the doors behind her.

Leaving the strong stench behind , she breathes deeply into the dusty air.

"Hey, you forgot something.", a rowdy voice called from behind.

As she turns , she saw me big fat sloppy guy grinning viciously to her . Followed by another two people behind him, watching her lustfully.

"Come on here , don't be shy.", the guy walks closer to her.

"We'll treat you something that you've never tasted. It will be won...", her fist went to the fat guy's face.

"Not in the mood 'sirs'", she hisses , pressuring the word sur as she looked at them distastefully.

"Oh kid, you will be in mood.", the two guys closes their distance with her.

Reflexively she took out the daggers and sliced their neck easily.

"5 seconds, run.", she sneered looking down upon the fat man whose nose broke and lost a few teeth.

"One..."

The guy swiftly stood up and started to work his way, running from the black hair.

"Five." She threw her dagger straight on his occipital bone (back head) and cracked the skull.

She slowly pace herself and took the dagger out of the man's skull. Wiping her dagger with the man's clothes she stumbles back to the market.

East.... she thought... it was a home too until mother was gone.

Chest thumping loudly as she felt a sharp pain on her head. Noises of the crowds starts to cave in , adding more pressure. She ran quickly, rumbling towards the car, hands on pocket trying to find the car keys.

As she was near she quickly took out the keys and went in. Calming herself down , she then start the engine and went home.

Tomorrow we'll go East, she chanted along the way.