Jun's POV

I stand there in shock for a moment as I watch Ren being dragged by a group of suited men into a black van before snapping out of it and sprint toward the van. Ren manages to kick one in the face, but only to be punched in the gut and she gasps for air. I immediately punch the man that hurt Ren hard in the face then kick him in the groin. The man stumbles back and Haru comes up, tackling him to the ground and holding him down. At that moment, unexpectedly but not unwelcome, Xavier follows behind and helps me to try to pull Ren away from the remaining two men in the van while Ren claws at their faces. It's literally a tug-a-war battle going on.

I spot one of the two men reach for something at his belt with his free hand. Instantly, I lunge forward, but I'm a second too late as the man pulls out the gun, hastily aims, and pulls the trigger.

There's shattering of glass and screams in the background while silence in the van. I let out a shaky breath, the bullet spare my life. Everyone freezes as the man points the gun at Ren and he roughly pulls her in next to him while staring at us. He yells, "Get the fuck out! Now!"

Xavier and I slowly release our grip on the two men and back away from the van.

"Tell your friend to let go of him."

I glance at Haru, who backs away while releasing their comrade. The man unsteadily climbs to his feet and into the van. I see the fear in Ren's dark eyes before the door slides shut and the van drives off. I grit my teeth, cussing, then hear the police and ambulance sirens coming closer to where we are. I look over my shoulder to see a shop with the display window shattered, people surrounding it, and I spot a woman down. The bullet must have hit her, but judging how her chest moves up and down, she's still alive luckily.

"What should we do? Talk to the police?" Haru asks and I nod. What else could we do?

"They can't do anything for your friend." All three of us turn around to see a short teen, about 5 foot 5, a year or two older. He has chestnut-colored hair which stops at his ears and hazel eyes. He wears a hoodie, jeans, and black Nike shoes. In his hand, he's holding a bag of grocery. "You're just digging your own grave if you do that."

"Fuck off, shorty," I snap. I'm frustrated and upset, I let them take away Ren right before my eyes. I know, logically, that I couldn't do anything when a gun is involved. I'm obviously not invincible, but it annoys me to no end. I feel a sharp pain in my shin and I wince then glare at Haru, who returns a sharp gaze of his own.

"Please forgive him," Haru says after I look away, but I notice Xavier staring intently at the shorty.

"By any chance, are you Yatagarasu from HOMRA?" Xavier asks.

"Wait, you're one of the guys that took over our high school last year?" I say, staring at the shorty in disbelief. Last winter, there was a bunch of guys calling themselves HOMRA that took over the school to look for a guy. They pretty much destroyed some of the buildings and kept the students locked in the classrooms for two days. The police finally got in and there was a huge fight. No one knows how it ended, but we were let out and went back to our daily lives weeks later. How the hell is he not in jail?

Yata sighs, scratching the back of his head, he doesn't look happy to be remembered. "Yeah," he confesses, "but, you don't have to worry. We've pretty much disbanded and won't be causing any more trouble."

I guess the police have their eyes on him and the other guys 24/7. "So, what do you mean the police can't help us?" Haru asks.

"They're like us. They have powers so they would crush the police in seconds."

"What about the police that stopped you guys?"

"They're too busy watching us and doing other stupid cases."

"So, can you help us?" Xavier asks.

Yata looks at him as if he grew a second head. "Weren't you listening? I'm under surveillance watch, meaning I'm being stalked by the police so if I do anything that is dangerous or reckless I'll be saying goodbye to the sun forever. Also, my powers are restricted-"

"But, still there," Xavier interrupts and Yata frowns, looking at the white-haired teen suspiciously. "I have a message from the Second King about your missing king, Mikoto Suoh. The Greens have your King."

That seems to be a done deal because before we know it, the teen is leading us to HOMRA base.