Hello! Happy Friday the 13th... O.o

For good luck I'll give you guys a sneak peak on some new stories ;)

Thanks to mrs. zala, Lynxkitten, and Yueaoi for answering the previous QOD. Your answers have influenced my story. If I missed anybody else, please let me know.

Mrs. Zala- Wow, thanks for the suggestions! Sadly, I have already decided on how the escape will happen, but your ideas are very good and similar to mine. Two great minds think alike :)

LynxKitten- Omg, I have somewhat considered that idea, but not in this story unfortunately. If you don't mind, can I use it for another? I will give you credit! It will be called HHB. Please read the summary of the story at the end of this chapter. I would love to know your thoughts on it!

Yueaoi- Thanks for your comment! If this wasn't the kind of story you expected from Hak, I plan to write another called Childhood Memories. You can read the summary at the end of this chapter. ^.^

*This chapter contains some "French". So beware*

Enjoy!


Hak's POV

I was taking a peaceful nap until I heard heavy treads walking down the stairs.

Is it that girl again? No...the footsteps are heavier and the sound is not coming from behind of me.

I opened my eyes and sat up as a guard came toward me with a loft of bread on his hand.

"Guess what, Thunder beast? Looks like you're going to see the Devil sooner than you thought," he said with abhorrence.

I wasn't surprised. We already calculated the date and time of the execution.

I started at him, bored and silent. Slowly, I saw the guard's fave turning red. His eye brows furrowed, and he clenched his hands tightly.

Oh, he's mad.

I turned around so that my back faced him.

"Don't act so cocky. You're going to fucking rot in Hell, and I will finally get to avenge my master. If you were never born, he would have done great things to this country," he yelled.

Then, I heard him threw the bread and grabbed something that clanged against the floor when he picked it up.

"A sharp object..My sword perhaps?" I thought, trying to remember where they placed it.

I reached out my hand and grabbed it before it hit my back.

"I won't be going there yet," I said, smirking.

I pulled forward and the guard's face collided with the bars. I stood up and tested my sword again.

Still a beauty.

"Shit" he muttered.

Oh well. I guess my vacation is over. Mission still uncompleted, but that can't be helped.

I slashed the bars in a rectangular shape and it felled to the ground, providing a perfect door for me to pass through.

"Y-you have to go through me first" he stuttered.

Hmm, you're not my target though.

"Last warning. Let me through. This is bigger than the both of us."

"Like hell I would, you have committed enough sins. I won't let you murder anyone else, especially the royalties."

I sighed and scratched my head. This oblivious knuckle head started to irritate me.

I placed my sword down and cracked my knuckles.

I'll be lenient and make this quick.

The guard charged at the directly with his sword aimed at my heart.

Not a good offensive.

I dodged and landed a hard punch on his head, careful to not hit him too hard that may leave permanent damage.

He flew several steps back and fell to the ground unconscious.

After I made sure he was completely out, I looked around the basement.

I shouldn't go to the main stairs. Too much trouble... Where did that girl come from?

I inspected the walls until I saw the outline of a square. I placed the tip of my sword into the slit and pushed towards the left until the door opened.

The door was small, but I managed to squish through. Shutting the door behind me, I continued crawling until the passageway was larger and stairs appeared. Then, I reached a dead end. I looked around and didn't find the way out until I looked up and saw the same outline of the square. I popped it open and got out.

The pristine floor gleamed. Walls were the color of the divine moon. There was a deep and clean tub, a sophisticated shower, and a toilet embellished with jewels, occupying this big space.

However, there was something that made me cautious.

I noticed that the air was moist, the mirror was fogged, and the shower was dripping water.

Someone was here recently.

But who?

I quietly put tile back back in place.

I hope this is her room.

I left the bathroom and was greeted by the luxurious bedroom that practically screamed affluence.

Nobody was here though.

I lost her again.

Hm, but I can't wait any longer. I have to leave, and go back.

Then, I head my stomach grumbled.

After a couple of days in the city, of course.


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QOD: Which story would you be more interested in?

HBB: It all happened on her 16th birthday... Angered that her parents were murdered by royalties, she joins an infamous group known as HHB. Their latent goal is to eliminate the sinister. However, will they accomplish it? (Heavily inspired by Akame Ga Kill)

OR

Childhood Memories: These were the days before Yona's father was murdered, before she met the dragons, and before she loved Hak. These were the childhood memories, told in Hak's eyes.