You walk down a dark alley way. You have just got out of work. Your apartment was far away and in a place that was not very safe for kids and young girls and boys, still it was cheap you thought, though a bad idea. That's why you purchase a knife, a bottle of pepper spray, and a gun that you hid well. You walked across the street then to the apartments.

Then you heard a muffled sounds, You peered over, next to your apartment there was a couple of shadows surrounding another shadow. You stopped automatically as you realized what this might be; grabbing your gun you sneaked to get closer. Oh shit, you grit your teeth as you stubbed your toe on a rock, that fucking hurt. You leaned over a saw with a gasp that a young man with goggles on his forehead and unusual red hair was getting beaten up by a couple of extremely large men. Oh fuck, they're too big, and oh did I forget to tell you what your job was? A frickin police officer. You thought a plan quickly alright if I pull up the gun and announce my profession and get beaten up or I can trick them that I am prostitute and lure them here. You reach for your phone wincing as they kicked him harder

"You Fuckin owe me money you motherfucker! I'll kill you for what you did with my silly ask excuses for a brother! So where's fuckin my money eh? Oh you don't have it? You pussy! Maybe I will let you pay with your body, Frank get a knife, the black market is accepting organs for a hefty price!"

Holy shit, you panicked this guy's serious. Automatically you did the most stupid thing

"Hey fuck off! This kid's mine you little shit!" you growled.

The men turned towards you, the man who was talking was huge and extremely buff wearing a ominous yellow suit, with balding spots and rotten teeth, his body guards frank and tall and handsome had dark black suits and glasses, the only thing that separated them was their age and the fact that frank look almost like his boss and Tall handsome was well, handsome.

"Now who the fuck is this, huh acting like you're a big Y/G, aren't you? Well we ain't gonna give him too yeh, you fucker now piss off or my guards will kill you," smirk the boss

"Oh, really? Those pussies right there? They aren't going to do another thing to my target," you mock as you glance at the young boy who was staring at you, "Now get out of here or I'll unleash my weapon"

The men stared at each other then laughed

"That girly girl ain't going anywhere I'll show you what happens when you mess with me," said Ugly.

"Alright you asked for it bitch," You grinned manically

"So about the new recruitment for the police, what did you think about that young Y/G? Seems pretty weak huh?"

The chief looked at him, "Well I wouldn't count on that, did you hear about that bombing that involved several nearly to death victims at the pop musical festival?"*I ran out of ideas to show how awesome you are: _: help!

"What do you mean?"

Sighs, "Well it involved Y/N"

"WAIT! You don't mean Y/g's*she or he* that demon that…"

"….Yes"

"Then Y/N is…."

"The fucking demon that destroyed all the people that place the bomb there, not one victim was dead but it was awful, their eyes were torn off, their hands were twisted in different angles along with the arms and legs. Some of them were missing fingers and toes; it was a punishment worse than death"