As a fair warning, Fem!Belphegor is used. Pairings will vary so it doesn't disrupt the whole idea of the story. Don't like it? That's fine, I don't care C:

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Russia in winter is like being in the desert in summer. It never works! Even bundled up in fur, the Assassins couldn't fight off the cold. Surrounding the headquarters for the most dangerous gang in all of Russia, the Solntsevskaya Bratva. They waited for orders as they buried themselves in the snow to avoid being seen. They were lucky enough to have not been noticed by now since guard dogs and their goons scaned the area for unwanted visitors.

Back in Italy, the Sun guardian were monitoring the other three members that were already taking care of the situation; Belphegor was in the north, Squalo in the east and south, and Fran took charge of the west.

"Voi, how long are we going to stand out here?! It's fucking cold as hell!" Complained the Rain guardian, the cold not helping his current situation since he much preferred the warmer climates.

"Shishi, maybe you shouldn't have agreed to come along, stupid shark." Taunted the Princess, watching the main entrance with blonde hair covered eyes.

"VOI shut up Bel! No one fucking asked you!"

"Now now, dears." The Sun Guardian interrupted, looking closely at the screen where Bel was currently standing, the little micro camera in her furry hoodie made it easier for him to see. "Alright, Bel, when the guards head towards the west, head inside."

Nodding, although it was obvious that Lussuria wasn't going to be able to see. "Shishi..got it."

"Don't forget, once you get inside, you have to find a way so Squalo and Fran can also get inside." A small "tch" could be heard coming from the Princess' mouth. Honestly, she found no purpose in bringing in the Frog and Shark, since they'd just slow her down. Waiting for her opportune moment, once the guards were out of her sight, she got up from her hiding spot in the snow and bolted near the door as swiftly as she could, managing to sneak inside without many issues. Close call, since there were many other guards patrolling the grounds.

Lussuria sighed softly into Fran's and Squalo's ear communicators. "She's in." So now, all they had to do was wait.

Inside of the building, it was warm. Like a thousand fire places were being lit at once, but there was a deathly silence that roamed in the air that made the Princess uncomfortable. Taking off her hoodie, letting her long blonde hair fall out of it as she walked, a few knives in her mittened hands as she walked through the dark lit hallways. "Lussuria, how close am I?" She asked in a whisper, feeling as if she was about to get jumped at any moment while an unrecognized nervousness nestled into the pits of her stomach. Something about this just didn't feel right to her but she continued on despite that feeling.

Lussuria, looking at the screen, managing to see a little red glowing dot that showed where Bel was and where she was going. "Alright, Bel, keep going down this hall and open the first door on your left, it'll be the opening for Fran." Letting out a small hum at her order, the Princess continued to walk. Looking around at the walls to see them covered with things like Saber tooth Tiger's fangs and expensive furs and weaponry that seemed to be from the middle ages.

At the end of her journey, she opened the door and walked inside, not realising that when she stepped into the room to head to the window, she tripped a wire. Despite being a genius, the Princess never caught sight or wind of it..which was strange on her part because she was known to take in everything in an unknown enviorment. When she was close to the window, she reached out to touch it, but Lussuria's words caught her first;

"Bel get out of there! It's a trap!"

By then, it was already too late.

A searing heat and brutal force caught the Princess' body, burning her clothes and what little skin was shown as she was flung out the window from the force, tumbling down the rocky hill into the ice cold snow. Screaming out in pain, which not only hurt Fran's, Squalo's and Lussuria's ears, the screaming also allured guards outside and to where Bel's wreathing body was in the process. The snow already took care of the flames that surrounded her, but the glass shards just seemed to bury themselves deeper into her clothing and skin. Marking the once pure liquid in soiled royal blood.

Ready to strike the intruding body, Squalo and Fran left their positions since they've been found out and rushed to Bel's struggling form as fast as their legs were willing to carry them. Before the guards had a chance to shoot at the body of their teammate, Fran and Squalo managed to get to her just in time and kill off the guards spilling more unwanted blood on the already soiled snow. No doubt that more of them would be coming as Squalo knelt down to examine the damage done to the Princess' body, only to see she was covered in blood both hers and the guards, soot on her pale skin, scorch marks on her clothes from the explosion and shimmering glass shards stuck in almost every point on her body from the sudden force that threw her through the window.

"Bel-Senpai, it's going to be okay." Fran tried to comfort her, still as emotionless as ever as the Princess continued to squirm and wreath in the reddening snow from the unbearable pain she was feeling. Squalo grimaced as he watched the scene before him, unsure what to do as the Princess continued to cry and squirm in pain, showing no signs of ever stopping until she was given help.

It was too severe to send her back to Italy and sure as hell too risky to get her medical help in Russia. Scowling, it looks like he really didn't have a choice as he picked the Princess up, despite the pain she was feeling and the blood that would be stained into his jacket as he started walking, Fran slowly followed after a few minutes. Both of them said nothing as they continued to walk, not really sure on where they were going, as long as they could at least find somewhere that could help the blonde.

The pain surged in Bel's body, blood seeping out of her wounds and onto her clothes, onto Squalo and back on the ground. The snow helped, it soothed the pain and got rid of the fire that was surely going to burn her alive and some of the glass fell out during the fall, but not all of them and only dug deeper into her skin. Resting her head against Squalo's well built chest, watching as little white snow droplets fell from the sky and onto her blackened face from the soot as she slowly closed her eyes.