Warnings: violence, blood
Disclaimer: Eiichiro Oda owns One Piece. I own all of my own ideas.
6: Purple
The girl flipped through the notebooks and computer files as fast as she could, multitasking in a way many would find impossible. Her eyes flickered over the words, retaining everything with her photographic memory within seconds. She looked up at the computer and hacked into it, sending all of the files to another user. She ignored it completely when a man came crashing through the wall, landing at her feet in a bloody heap. She picked up all the important notes, the five flash drives and her own notes and placed it carefully into her bag. She titled her purple cowboy hat lower on her face, shadowing her eyes, and made sure her gloves were on tight before turning and walking out the doorway next to the hole in the wall.
She was greeted by several allies who were surrounded by bodies of enemies and they quickly escorted her out. She took her own gun out and shot at any straggling enemies as they made their way out of the building.
They separated into the darkness, all bolting off in different directions so as to throw off the enemy. The young teenager sprinted along the alleyways, eyes darting around as she did so, until she reached a main road. Once there, she slowed her breathing and slowly began to walk. She was not suspected by anyone.
She walked calmly along the street until she came upon a large, fancy hotel. She walked in, giving an innocent smile and wave to the woman at the reception desk, before getting into the only elevator that could go to the penthouse.
She slid her card in and the doors opened for her. Once in, she was brought up quickly and only allowed off once she had reached the penthouse. She saw the luxurious furniture of her employer and walked in a few steps before stopping and waiting for him to tell her to enter.
He did so not many minutes later and she walked further in until she came upon the hot tub. The man looked at her with an expectant look and she nodded, walking over to the computer desk nearby. She opened all of the files she sent, placed down the flash drives and the papers, and turned to the man. He chuckled and tossed her the money she had earned – five thousand dollars. The girl smiled mysteriously and walked out of the penthouse and the hotel until she was on the street again, money tucked away safely in her purse.
She hoped this would be a good amount of money for the month. Often, she had to spend most of the money on equipment or to hire men to help on the job. She slowly thought of her job as she walked down the street and wondered if it would ever end – she didn't want to do this. She just wanted to study the world, learn about what had really happened, but she wasn't allowed that.
She came to the outskirts of the city where there was an old, run down hotel. She had a permanent lodging there and she put the money she owed on the desk of the manager. The manager just waved her off as she walked further into the hotel that was more like a motel.
Her room was bare except for the basic furniture. Her clothes were all in a neat suitcase, she had several books laid out carefully next to it, and one book laid on her bed. Once she closed the door to her room, she took off her gloves and saw the blood on her hands. She sighed quietly.
She really hated work.
A/N: Robin appears! ^.^
inulover305: Hi! They'll actually all be appearing within a few chapters, but they won't all be in the same chapter.
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