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My mind was in a complete fog as my fight or flight kicked in. I started to wipe at my face more, the blood just not going away. I mumbled in complete and utter confusion thinking an obviously deranged killer had chosen us as a victim. Finally a bang makes me scream and jump as I looked over at the dumper beside me. A black form jumps down and my eyes widened as I saw that it was…

"Black Noir." I said my voice trembling, soft pants escaping me as he approached me slowly. The blood-soaked knife in his hand made my eyes pop. He did this. He killed Mason, he murdered a civilian! I backed away quickly once more unable to tell what he will do. I can't think of any means of escape here. "You get away from me. HEL-"

My words are cut off however as he's in front of me before I could process his movements. My back hits the wall immediately and I cry out against his hand as he suddenly raised the blade up about cheek level of himself. He positioned it in his palm as if ready to strike and I whimpered through his palm only to see him push it hard into the wall beside me. My eyes immediately look at it, the blade is only a few inches from my temple. I shudder as I watch the now free hand move up to his mask and I watch him lower it beneath his chin. Was he going to speak? Was he going to give some type of explanation of why he did this? I finally glanced down at his lips for a moment and I wasn't sure if I saw this, but it looked like his lips just finished quivering as if he was maybe going to cry. But I couldn't be sure, I'm too afraid to process anything.

His other hand against my mouth remained there for a second before he finally slid his hand down and I didn't make a sound. I just stared at him some more and he just remained in front of me not doing or saying anything. Say something, do something damnit!

"You're back." I replied softly and that seemed to be the magic words. His lips crashed into mine hard and I couldn't recoil as my head is against the wall. The kiss is hard and painful. I even feel his teeth sink into my bottom lip and I gasp out at the pain and this only makes him open his mouth to further devour my own. Both his hands press to the wall trapping me inside and I can't help but respond. He's already killed a man before he could kiss me, I don't need him going crazy on me for not returning his kiss. He tore his lips from mine and together we're heavily panting against one another.

"W-why… why did you do this?" I finally asked which I probably shouldn't have. You don't call or write or text? Noir placed two fingers to me and then to himself and I shook my head not understanding. He then steps back sharply grabbing the knife making me jump and he walks over to Mason's headless body as if on a mission. He kneels down suddenly and takes the knife and starts to carve something into it. My eyes widened as I covered my mouth again in utter horror. He then picked up the corpse and approached me again holding it up by the man's hip and the side chest.

I could see the words he had angrily carved.

U R MINE

I stared at him wide eyed now.

"What?" I croaked out, the fear slowly draining only to be replaced with anger. He did all of this to just say that. He killed an innocent man because he was with me? Noir looked at the body before shaking it in front of me and even holding it closer to my face as if I couldn't see it. I groaned and looked away trying not to freak out at a dead body so close to me. Noir pulled back and I glared at him.

"You don't text or write or whatever to communicate with me where you're going obviously a sign you aren't serious about anything with me and then you come back and slice a guy's head off!" I all but yelled. Noir dropped the body in response, crouched and began to carve something beneath his earlier words. Oh god please stop, that was a person for god sakes! He held up the body again.

Secret mission!

"Oh my god." I merely replied as he tossed the body to the side as if it were an old sweater he couldn't be bothered to hang up. He stepped close to me now placing two fingers into my chest again and this time I could feel the firmness, the demand in it. He then moved his fingers to his chest once more as well although he pressed his fingers hard into himself as if to really signify his words. I shook my head feeling as though I would cry. This was all too overwhelming for me.

"This is too much for just sex you know, that right?" I asked and he just stood there unaware that his mask was still down. He visibly smirked and that scared me now. Why the hell was he smirking? He pointed to me and then himself and traced the heart in the air once more before pulling his mask back up. His hand came up to me and I gasped softly as he just gently massaged my cheek, his thumb tenderly smearing more of the blood into my skin. My body tightened up some as I felt his hand slowly move down my neck and over my chest going as far as to massage my right breast through my blood-stained blouse. My eyes widened noticing how he was giving occasional squeezes. Oh, this wasn't happening. This so wasn't happening!

I could hear the mild ragged breathing that was escaping him now and almost desperately his other hand grabbed mine and forced it against his crotch. I could feel him already hard beneath his suit. But I also see the blood on my hands and I recoil my body from him.

"No!" I snapped finally turning away from him now. Noir stepped cocking his head slowly to the side as if utterly confused. But how would I be able to tell? "You come back here after a month of being away having said nothing to me, you kill my date, bloody my clothes and expect me to be okay with you trying to take me against the fucking wall!"

He said nothing of course and gave a mild shrug and nod. I shook my head now. This man was unbelievable. This man I know nothing about other than the basics, and here he is thinking he can just go silent on me and then just come back out of the blue.

"You don't get to ghost me and then come back when you want!" I said covering my chest with my arms. He tilted his head once more and then raised his hands to my chest again, wiggling his fingers and I hit one of his hands. "Stop it." Now his hands curled into tight fists and I watched as he suddenly turned and grabbed Mason's corpse walking a few feet from me and suddenly punting him hard across the alley way. My eyes widened as I watched the body just fly through the air, becoming smaller and smaller until it disappeared. There was a brief silence until suddenly, the sound of tires squealing tore through it all followed by crashing noises and screaming.

Oh shit that body something and was definitely causing problems. I looked at Noir hitting his shoulder.

"Idiot!" I snapped and he shrugged crossing his arms as if saying no regrets. I knew police would be around soon and neither of us could be here when that happened. "Fuck I gotta get home before I'm seen!" I moved off the wall and tried to get past him, only for him to quickly grab my hand. I had no time for this at all! The sounds of sirens were already moving through the air from the distance. I looked at Noir as his grip was firm enough to stop me from moving further and he just lifted the top of my palm to his mask and I could hear the soft kiss sound that came from it. Okay what the hell! I had no time to question it because already he was running and jumping on top of the dumpster and scaling up the walls to jump over the roof of the building. I shook my head and hurried to my car.

I got inside and just stared out the window for a moment noticing Mason's head still on the ground. I looked at it with sadness before quickly starting the car and driving off. I felt so stiff for I didn't want to get any more blood in my car. My steering wheel definitely had blood on it. It needed to be cleaned but I couldn't clean it. I quickly dug into my purse and pulled out my phone.

"Hey, can I come over? It's an emergency." I replied quickly. "Please, I'm so scared." It took me an hour to get back to Vought, because I was so out of it. I missed turns and stop lights because I couldn't get myself clear of all this. Once I was back in the parking garage, which I had come and go access too after hours because Madlyn always wanted me to be able to get here as fast as I could, I parked away from all the other cars and got out texting my coworker to let them know I was here. My eyes never left the elevator doors. I didn't want to be seen because I knew Black Noir was most likely here.

After a few minutes, the elevator finally opened and I looked up a bit to see Maeve stepping out and looking around with a black bag in her hand. I shined my high beams for a second catching her attention and she jogged over to me. I finally stepped out of the car and her eyes bulged as she saw me.

"What the actual fuck?" she asked. I shook my head pulling off my blouse and sliding down my pants.

"I will tell you when we are at your room." I replied. "Were you followed?" She shook her head confused as she handed me the bag.

"No why I would be?" she asked. I pulled out the grey hoodie and sweats that were inside before slipping the socks on after. I then put the bloody clothes inside and looked at her.

"Do you know someone who can scrub my car down of all blood?" I asked. Maeve raised her hands calmly to me.

"Ayana you're scaring me and nothing hardly scares me." she said. I winced some and finally down feeling hot tears slide down my cheek.

"I was on a date tonight…" I started. Her eyes started to harden.

"And the piece of shit attacked you?" she asked and I shook my head wildly.

"No! It was the best night of my life one I hadn't had in years. I connected with someone, I felt like I was floating on air with him. I liked him Maeve." I replied sniffling between words. She nodded slowly.

"Okay, so what happened?" she asked, her tone light and full of worry. I rubbed my nose for a split second before holding my arms out.

"Black Noir comes out of fucking nowhere and cuts his head off!" I cried out. Her eyes widened and she's silent for maybe ten seconds.

"OUR Black Noir!" she merely asks shock written all over her face.