A/N: Hello readers! Regarding the previous chapter I was hoping somebody would notice a little detail I purposefully put there that was either different or the same from Blood Red... But nobody said a thing... Either nobody noticed or everybody forgot Blood Red already... :(

Oh well... Here's a new chapter for all of you!

I looked down the empty hallway of the mental asylum in disgust. There were an uneven number of doors lining the hallway and they weren't even symmetrical. But I couldn't do anything about it until Father was done with his business meeting. Like the good little bodyguard I was, I stood outside the office, waiting for him. Father's business associate was in charge of this mental asylum and happily allowed Father to use the lower rooms to store his goods until a buyer came around, in exchange for protection from the law. Right now, Father and Asura, the associate, were discussing and improving the terms of agreement.

I mentally sighed, noticing out of the corner of my eye that Asura's guards and assistants were giving me odd looks. It wasn't everyday one sees a scrawny teenager playing bodyguard to one of the most powerful men in the underground. I honestly wouldn't mind them talking about me behind my back, I just wish they wouldn't stare.
I sighed, listening in on the two guards conversation.
"That is the best bodyguard the great d'Eath family could come up with," I heard the taller one snicker.
His friend snickered at that. "I heard that little shrimp is the best guard the head could find. Guess their standards have dropped over the years."
"I've heard rumors that he's the head's son."
The friend laughed at that. "Him? d'Eath's son? You've got to be joking. The best they could do was the old man's kid?"
The tall one shrugged. "That's just what I've heard."
The friend chuckled. "Sounds absolutely ridiculous to me. Hell the whole idea of this kid even being able to hold a gun sounds ridiculous to me."

I could here chairs moving inside the office and I let out a breath of relief. These two idiots were starting to annoy me and I couldn't be more happy to be leaving with Father. Asura and Father exited the office and started heading down the hallway, exchanging thanks and a few late words. I followed not far behind, but still keeping my distance. Without warning the taller of the two idiots grabbed Father and held a gun to his head.
He turned so that he could face both Asura and me. "You'll do as I say or I blow his brains out," he threatened.
Neither of us moved and I noticed the other getting ready if anything happened. The one holding Father hostage seemed pleased with the situation and started making his demands, though I didn't pay attention to that. I was too busy assessing the situation.
In one fluid movement I pulled my pistol out and shot the taller one right in the head, completely missing Father. I quickly turned on my heel and took out the other one as well.

Asura immediately started making sure Father was okay, saying something along the lines of him being glad that I was there. I did note that he said, "He really cares about you. Something you can't buy."
I tried not to laugh at that. I remember not thinking about how much I supposedly cared about Father. I only thing that went through my mind was that Father could not die on that day by this man's hands.

I remember thinking that killing Father would be my privilege.