I don't own Durarara or K Project. This is purely fan-made. And this chapter completely goes to Amber.
PROLOGUE + Normal POV
The alleyway had given off a rich copper scent throughout the September rain. Bodies of the burnt victims had laid sprawled over the dumpsters, the garbage cans, and even the sidewalk for the forms that had tried to escape the lion's wrath.
All the while, a red haired sophmore panted. He was utterly exhausted from throwing men around, watching their skulls crack against the pavement from his sudden pressure he had given to them and even watched as most dislocated their necks & paralyzed themselves.
To the very dank corner of the alleyway, sat a little girl. She looked to appear to be seven, maybe eight years old. Mikoto wasn't sure of how old she was, but as he countered towards her, staggering some from his broken ribs, he had crouched down to the whimpering girl & outstretched his hand for her own "Trust me," the Raira uniformed male said.
"I-I'm sorrry..." she whimpered and sniffled as she grasped onto the index finger before she had used his hands to stand herself up.
"Got a name?"
"A-Anna..."
The sophmore stood up before he had scooped the little girl in his arms, knowing she was in no condition to walk, "Just call me Mikoto."