Prologue:/ Player 1

The sound of shattering glass threw my senses into overdrive. The time had come, he and I would finally come face to face. I prayed silently and hoped with all my might Seven arrived soon.

I held my breath in the darkest corner of the studio apartment. With an internal curse I immediately lay low in a crouch desperately trying to ignore the discomfort it gave me. My knees had been screaming for me to shift in a more comfortable position, but I couldn't allow such a luxury at this time.

No. At least not with him around…

I knew better than to be naive at this point in time. This wasn't a game anymore. The person who clearly played me for the fool was more than capable of pulling the trigger on me without a hint of remorse. I was nothing more than a tool to his cause-the pawn piece to his game.

With the adrenaline pumping through my veins I was thoroughly convinced I could taste the tobacco coming from his person. I was afraid, but more than anything I was angry. Not at him exactly, but at the woman who cursed me to play this game of hers. The true enemy…

I should have pressed "Reset" when I had the chance!

Had I kept playing like everyone else for shits and giggles I wouldn't have been qualified in her eyes. Had I not chosen him…I wouldn't have felt the need to remain fictitiously loyal. I should'not have gotten so attached...

Why..?

I honestly couldn't say, maybe the others didn't attract my attention the way he did. Even if it all had been superficial it felt somewhat real at the time. Even now…when I vowed to keep myself from growing too fond of them all and yet...here I was.

Call it compatibility or biased opinion, it mattered little to me. I was going to save him from himself -even of that meant I had to face "Unknown" on my own until he made his way to the apartment.

"Don't you dare come any closer!"

His silver locks were so blinding in the moonlight. Had the circumstances been different I might have found him entrancing. He chuckled as he walked away from the window, glass crushing underneath his boots. I couldn't read the expression he made under the veil of his mask. I could only guess he looked amused.

"My, my! So you have thought ahead," he murmured. "-and here I thought I could drop in to surprise you." I could feel my vision adjust to the darkness. "Smart woman. It appears we share something in common…"

I steeled my resolve and spoke up trying to level my tone with his. "What do you want? If you're here for the documents you are not getting them without a fight."

"Hmm? A tempting offer alone, but in all honesty I am not here for those quite yet. I am here for you woman. Do you know who I am?"

I knew exactly who he was. Of course I did. He is the reason why I stand in the room. The sender and culprit for the hacked messages. "Unknown."

"I'm not Korean so I wouldn't know, not that I exactly care for who you are anyway…hacker." My voice shook, but I did my best to gather myself and hardened my gaze. His eyes crinkled suggesting amusement.

"I can see that. Surely with the way that things are, the R.F.A will only promise false hope and deception. You are far too valuable to be with them. I can see it…the fire in your eyes. Magenta would do nothing, but praise at such strength. I come here to offer paradise to you. However I see you lack a little more discipline…" Meeting his gaze was utterly terrifying. I didn't even comprehend it when he closed the distance between us. In horror I realized that I was severely outclassed. The gap of strength was so apparent. His hot breath on my neck sent chills down my spine.

"Perhaps…I can fix that."

GAME OVER.

Player 2: [Start]