Okay this is my first English fic here. I just need to write in English. Practice, they say.

Btw let's move on. APH belongs to Himaruya.

"Name, purpose."

The man looked up, eying the questioning woman. Her pink eyes sharp, glaring as he grinned. It's not fully a question though, her tone doesn't sound questioning. More like a note, he may say. He stared intently at her for... let's say, a quite long time.

"Answer me," She barked.

"Slow down," The man said. "I'm giving off my name, and my purpose, if you just let me know your rank. I mean, it's not like I can trust every people, I need to be sure that I can rely on you. Safety precaution."

"And why the hell would they have a traitor questioning a client for them?"

The man raised his hands in defeat. The woman smiled. Not the usual smile though, according to the man.

"It's Neil Steilsson. I'm here to send my boss' message that is very restricted."

The woman stared at him for a little while. She could hear him mutter, 'you of all people should know my name,' but she didn't budge. Instead she turned to another man with a half-mechanical head and mechanical hands. Neil looked at the man, breathing the word 'weird' quietly.

"The whisperer type of man, aren't you? Go check him, Vainämöinen." The woman said. The man jolted a bit, but he didn't move.

The mechanical guy saluted, a grin spread on his face. "Okay, Aviana."

As the so called Vainämöinen checked on Neil, Aviana sat on her chair.

"So who are you anyway? Describe what you want, we don't accept requests with little details," she cleared her throat.

"I'm this agent of this super secret databank company... It seems that one of our high rank member is kidnapped. The kidnapper took him along with some datas. And... he left something, I'll tell you later." He took an annoyed breath. "Seriously, you don't know me? They always rely on me when it comes to meeting other groups."

"No clue." She said shortly.

He turned his attention to this... Vainämöinen guy. He observed him carefully. He beeps quietly several times, and some mechanical sounds are produced by him. Neil wondered if Vainämöinen is a robot after all. Then again, his's face looked too soft and kind to be a robot.

"Hmm, he got nothing, but it seems that he dropped off his gun earlier before entering the building." the robotic man said, eyes glued on the screen placed in his left hand. The screen must be connected to one of the security cameras, no doubt. "Which means he did brought a gun."

"For what purpose?"

"Hey, I did that for protection. Who knows someone might have an intention of killing me. I'm a messenger, after all." Neil complained.

Aviana stands up, instructing the robot-like man to get off. She slipped a gun in her belt after tossing it into the air, swirling like a propeller. She turned to Neil.

"So am I."

She brought him to the boss's lair, which is down the hall. She took careful steps, in case he might do some harm. Neil broke up the silence.

"So that Vainämöinen person? What the hell is he?"

"Ah, he's a robot. You might not suspect him to be one, don't you? Whoever has heard about a lighthearted gentle mafia robot? I do, and we have just met him." She explained. Neil frowned.

"How is he able to do assassination, spying, and stuff like that? Mafias are supposed to be dark, scary, sadistic, and such."

"Tut-tut," Aviana refused. "No information overload for someone new to us,"

Neil remained silent, unsure what to say. They already reached the lair anyway.

They both entered the lair. It was dark and red-themed. He can see some viking artifacts around the room, as he lifts one of his eyebrows. Axes in many giant sizes polish the wall on the right. 5 meters in front of him, sat a blond man with a black coat and red cloak, on a red beanbag. He's the boss, no doubt, Neil thought as he coughed from the smoke of the boss' cigarette. Beside him, stood an emotionless-faced man, wearing fedora and a black tail suit. His blueish-purple shirt can be seen clearly. On the right he can see another person with a yellow scarf, blue t-shirt, and white hoodie. He looked around... 15. Feh, weird place for a kid to hang out, Neil thought.

"So, what do you got to tell us?" the man black-and-red attire smiled. Neil can't help but to be nervous.

"Our boss," He started, "He sent you a message by word. He said that his best computing manager is taken, which holds some restricted data even for some of our members, along with several important stuff. The kidnapper left something for us, it's like a communication chip. Maybe he wants to talk to us."

"Hans, check that chip and play it."

The fifteen-years-old boy examines the small chip. When he suspected nothing is wrong about it, he puts it in the computer, large enough to be seen by everyone. He played it.

The screen, of course, buzzed at first. Signal searching, Hans thought. After it clears up, they can see a person. Neil recognizes him immediately.

"That's him!" He exclaimed.

However, Aviana has another expression, she paled. The boss pats her head. "What's wrong, Avi?"

"What the hell? Alfred! Alfred! Can you hear me?" Aviana spoke to the computer. The person there responded.

"A-avi! Oh my god, it's you! Listen, I am kidnapped by someone... someone I don't know! I think he did once hang out with you. He said that his next target is Mattie, I'm afraid something would happen to him!"

"Mattie? Where is he? And the one who kidnapped you... I seriously did hang out with him?"

"Our house. And yes, totally sure. The guy spoke some words in Icelandic... I believe he's an Icelander—"

And the screen went buzzy again, as Aviana called for Alfred again. No respond.

"So... our primary objective is to protect this 'Mattie' person, find that man, and retrieve the data... is that so?" The one in blue shirt and black tail suit spoke up. Neil shrugged. "Maybe. I don't know about the person he mentioned."

"He's my brother!" Aviana exclaimed. "That person earlier in the screen is also my brother! I'll protect them wether it's our mission or not!"

The boss breathes out the smoke from his cigarette. "Ugh, Avi, stop that. Well, if that is so, I'll accept it. Just because they are Aviana's brothers. What would your boss do for us if we return the data?"

"He would provide you with top secret datas that no one, only private members of the company, knew. And green, of course"

The boss breathed out the smoke. "Deal."

Neil bowed. "I guess I'll return now." he stepped back, and went towards the door. Aviana turned to the boss.

"You noticed that, Køhler?"

"Other than he's talking about the kidnapper being an Icelander who hangs out with you, no."

"That traitor." Aviana sighed.

TBC~

Notes:

-Aviana Andrade is FemOC!Greenland.

-Hans Køhler is MaleOC!Faroe Islands.

-Tino is a robot in this fic. More information about members in next chapter..

-You'll learn more about them in later chapters.

-Human names, because AU.

Sorry for short chapter (s).