Y/N use to live a normal life. He had a mother, a father, and a older sister. He HAD a nornal life, but it changed when he his family took to Freya's Anime Convention for his 8th birthday. His sister was brutally murdered on his birthday, and his pa...
Major thanks to my friend Myster187 for helping come up with this chapter. Without you, I don't think that I could've made this story as awesome as yours. Thanks!
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[Thought]
-Y/N POV-
I was outside of the restaurant, sitting on my motorcycle. It was 6 AM and I was on the phone with Mairusu and told him everything that happened. He was angry at me because I killed the men that broke in, but I reminded him that he hired me to protect the restaurant and the animatronics at all cost, and that if he didn't like my services then he can pay me now and end the contract. He immediately apologized and begged me to stay. I told him to double my pay for him being rude and he agreed. I hung up and started my motorcycle.
Y/N: If you didn't want people to die, then you wouldn't have hired me.
I drove off and went back to my house so I could try to get some sleep.
-Time Skip-
As I was approaching my house, I noticed that there was a red and black truck parked next to my house and it looked familiar to me.
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Y/N: It can't be... That's Team Fortress' truck. No, it can't be. They don't even know where I live.
I park my motorcycle in front of my house and walked up to the front porch to see someone standing in front of the door with their arms crossed with a blank look on their face. My eyes widened in surprise from under my mask when I saw who it was.
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(A/N: Just as a reminder since I know it's been a long time since I've uploaded a chapter and you all have probably forgotten; I don't know how to get their accents right, so they will speak more clearer than they do in to comics, but I will try my best, okay?)
Y/N: ... Heavy...
Heavy: Hello Freelance. It has been a long time, hasn't it?
I slightly nodded, still in shock that he found me.
