Blurry Face [Completed]

Chapter 1- Rose Titania

I walked down the street of my neighborhood to my apartment. It was dark, a cool steady breeze covering the surface of my tan skin like a blanket. I gazed at my hands, looking at the detail of them to assure everything was real. I rest my hand to my side, my knife holster underneath where my hand lay. It was another day in my job like any other, my fake purse on my left side. It contained the package I needed to trade for my customer this time. I believe it was some syringes of a type of new drug invented similar to meth. I met up with the person at his late hour as to make the trade. I saw a figure up ahead laying on a bench underneath a street light. I gazed around the park I entered, nobody in sight but the leafless trees and the starry night sky watched us. I touched my scarlet - colored mask on my face made of velvet. It was smooth to the touch and gave me reassurance of my anonymous appearance.

I spoke clearly in a monotone voice.
"You know the drill, get up." I said to the 20 year old man.

He was often the person receiving packages from my company as our two companies were sort of in a partnership. He handed me the duffle bag as I handed him the overly large purse. We both checked them and were off. Three thousand laying in the bag, I headed back to headquarters. I passed down the street corner where a shady looking bar lay. Heading to the back entrance, I knocked once, twice and a third time, saying my codename.

"Crimson Wolf. Open the door Indigo, for fucks sake don't make me wait." I huffed.

A man in around his twenties with a gruff appearance and stubble looked down at me after he swung the heavy duty door open. He wore shaggy kakis pants and a wool black sweater. His indigo eye mask was on as usual, lifting up along with his cheeks as he showed his bright white teeth. His messy black hair pointed in many directions looking as if he just had sex.

"On time as usual Mrs. Scarlet. 12:30 exact!" He cooed in his deep flowing voice. He chuckled as he stepped back and let me in.

"If I didn't I'd have trouble with the fuckin boss, wouldn't I?" I remarked sarcastically, walking into the unkept room. It was a concrete studio with noise control, having a lounge room in the back and to the right were bathrooms. To the left was the 'checking' room. Nobody knew but the employees of the company, Wolf Pack Co., about secret basement network we had going on for our product storage and shipment. As I put the bag down in the checking room, I saw Violet walk up and take the bag. I walked out as I headed to the lounge room. It was an orange painted room with white leather sofas and glass coffee tables. There was a mini kitchen at the far back of the room with a mini fridge. This was actually the back of the bar right next to us but Wolf Pack owned both so we got access to it too. I made myself a cup of coffee as I waited for my 'okay' to leave. My thought train slowly headed to think about how I would have to wake up tomorrow early in the morning and go to highschool again for my third year. I had been in this industry for 6 years now and I have been fine so far on not getting caught. I held on to my locket as I thought about what personality front I should put up this time. Not that it mattered, nobody seemed to get comfortable enough with me to talk and get to know me. I knew I was lonely but there was nothing I could do about it, knowing everything in highschool isn't permanent besides your transcript. I chewed the inside of my cheek as I thought that maybe I should try acting really nice this year. Ever since high school started, I've tried acting nicer and less cruel. I still tended to have a short temper and a foul mouth but nobody in the fucking world cares anyway unless you are of high status so there's that. Maybe this year won't be as shitty as the next, thou I know I'm lying to myself, it's good to think like a normal person once in a while. Im snapped out of my thoughts as I hear footsteps approach from the entrance of the lounge. I see a tan face with brown eyes and a violet eye mask on and bright purple, shoulder length strait hair peek in from the entrance. Her chestnut- colored skin seemed to contrast the orange room making her face stand out.