I made Gray into a jerk yes~ But think as it's one of his charms although Alice doesn't really seem like she is liking this version of Gray.

Alice: Hell yeah!

Gray in original game: I personally don't like this version of me too. I would have gotten back in time and beat the crap out of the past me.

Me: Really? I think he is actually cool~

Both: …you're going in a dangerous path.

Gray stomped into the bar and sat on the counter right in front of the master. The bar, where it is usually called the "information booth", was a sort of place where assassins and spies come and go.

"Give me Domaine Romanesque-Colaire*."

The master glanced at Gray and resumed to getting a cup from the counter, "Drinking such a strong and expensive wine as soon as you come here. Do you have a death wish?"

"I'm not here to get a job today. I just want a strong alcohol; you do have good wine stored here."

The faceless master took out the precious liquid out from the cabinet as he asked indifferently, "Something happened?"

"…" Without saying anything, gray took out his cigarette and lit it.

The old man sighed as he handed the liquor to Gray, "Please refrain from smoking in my bar. Anyways if you don't want to say then that's fine. It can be useful or useless information for me anyways."

Not listening to the master's request, Gray held the cigarette to his mouth and puffed out smoke in the air, "What do you do when you captured a rare bird? Experiment on it and pluck all it's feathers off or preserve the beautiful creature with a wax?"

Noticed the sudden change of subject, the master answered, "It all depends on yourself, but for me I will try to care for it very tenderly. Love it, but make sure it doesn't run away from you. It's very hard you know, hold it, but don't choke it."

Without touching the alcohol, Gray questioned curiously, "Why would you do something so hard?"

The master smiled slightly, "It's no fun achieving something easy all the time right?"

After a few seconds of silence, the dark haired man stood up from his chair and left money on the counter, "Thanks for the wine."

After the customer left from the bar, the master just couldn't help, but chuckle, "Youth, huh?"

Xoxoxoxoxoxo

Gray half jogged through the alley. The strange sense of anxiety and ferment erupted from the man. It was his first time ever feeling like this. It was awkward and uncomfortable, but it also felt wonderful and exciting. Just as if he found a ray of hope in his darkness.

Suddenly a swing of a sword cut through the air. Gray dodged the sharp metal as he noticed bullets souring towards his way. The assassin grabbed one of the panicked passerby and used him as a shield. He heard the death cry of the faceless and a tongue clicking from the enemy.

Peter stepped in front, "Where is my Alice?"

Fully aware of the danger, Gray took out his knife, "…What are you talking about?"

Peter shouted in annoyance, "I already know that you have Alice. Now give her to me!"

Just as Peter was going to pull the trigger, Ace jumped into the conversation, "Mr. Peter maybe he already killed her."

Peter shot a bullet at Ace's way, "Shut up germ! That is utterly impossible!"

After chuckling for a while, the knight asked, "How do you know?"

As if it was too obvious to not know, Peter snorted at Ace, "First because Alice is too beautiful to ever be harmed and second because I know my love power will protect her!" A long silence engulfed between the trio.

Ace finally laughed while holding his stomach, "Mr. Peter is really funny! Now I really want to meet Alice!"

Peter shot several more bullets towards Ace as he yelled, "You cannot! Only I am allowed to meet Alice!"

"…Shut up already…" I will not hand over that girl. Gray raised his knife and aimed at Peter. Peter swiftly dodged the knives and was prepared to shoot another set of bullets.

"Mr. Lizard, you forgot that I'm still here?" While Gray was aiming his knife at Peter, Ace made a move and swung his sharp blade at the assassin, nicking his coat.

Gray was not happy with this situation, it was already annoying talking to this idiot rabbit, he didn't want to handle anymore headaches such as this dim-witted knight, "Tch, an idiot should be grouped with the preschoolers, you s*** head."

With a nonchalant expression, Ace prepared his next swing, "Ahaha, that's not nice, now is it?"

Peter stepped in to the fight as he aimed his gun at Gray, "I don't want to agree with this psycho over here, but you are an idiot, so don't butt in! It's so disgusting to even be near you!" The bullet went for both Gray and Ace as they both dodged it.

Ace gave a good smug grin at Peter, "No need to be shy Mr. Peter! I know you really think of me as a friend. So, Mr. Peter, since you are my friend, maybe you should back down, or else I'm afraid that I may cut your long ears off."

Everyone could hear the silent anger erupting from Peter as the rabbit man stepped back, "…Fine then, I will back down and shoot your ugly, fat back from behind." Ace just smiled and nodded his head.

"I'm not an easy opponent to be defeated by a team who is about to kill each other off," Gray advanced forward to Peter's way and swung hi knife making the two metals clash with each other.

While covering the close range attacks from Gray, Peter stepped back as he let Ace take over the rest of the attack. The knight answered with his fake grin, "Wanna try?"

Xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo

Alice reminisced over the previous interaction between Gray. She couldn't understand him, at one time he looks like a vicious murderer and another time he looks really lonely and sad. It was hard to determine if Gray was going to kill Alice or not, it was like balancing on top of the water with only a piece of wood. But what was most terrifying was what happened to Lori. Alice didn't know where her friend was. Scenes of Lori's white flesh getting pierced with a sharp knife replayed over and over through Alice's mind.

The trembling girl flinched as she heard the door open. She turned around to meet Gray in a disheveled state, "…Where is Lori neesan?"

Gray walked towards Alice as he sat near her, "She's not here anymore. She will not be coming back."

Alice's face became pale, she tried to stop the tremble, but it did no good as she asked in shiver, "You killed her?" Gray just sat there with his cigarette. Something was not right about this man. He had blood on his clothes, probably from the people that he killed. With streaks of blood on his face, gray looked even more like an infamous assassin. Alice asked once more, "Why are you not answering? Is she still alive or not?"

After a long silence, Gray replied, "It's none of your business."

Finally couldn't suppress the moister and sadness in her eyes, Alice grabbed Gray's shirt as she punched him relentlessly, "You murderer! I hate you!" Alice knew that it did no good even if she punched him. Her punches were equaled to a cat's paw.

Gray looked at Alice with indifference until the wound that he received finally took a toll, "Good, I rather you hate me than-…urg!"

Surprised by the reaction, Alice stopped her attack and looked at Gray's body one more time. The blood which was on the clothes did not come from the other side; it was Gray's, "Blood? Is this your blood? Why didn't you tell me that you were injured?"

Gray flinched at the wound as he continued to smoke, "…Like I said…it's none of your…business…"

A sense of guilt pierced Alice, as she changed her behavior, "Alright then, just get that unhealthy thing out of your mouth and let me see your wound."

"What?"

"Do I have to repeat myself? Give me the first aid kit and let me see your wound!" With a blank face, Gray did as the foreigner said. With silence, he observed the girl as she tried to take the medicine with her tied hands. After a few seconds Gray took the chains which were binding Alice's hand.

Alice looked at Gray in astonishment, "Why?"

Gray looked to the other side as he mumbled, "It seemed like it hindered my treatment so I will let you free just this once."

Alice looked at the ground; she definitely didn't want the murderer to look at the slight smile on her face. After taking off Gray's clothes, Alice gasped at the injury inflicted upon Gray's shoulder, "…Looks painful…" The gash stretch across the shoulder to the chest, the red liquid seeped through the clothes and the surrounding surface.

Gray shrugged as if he didn't care much, "Not much, I had worse." But this attitude soon changed to a surprised one, "…Why are you crying?"

Alice made the last perimeter of the bandage around Gray's shoulder as the moisture in her eyes turned into drops of tears and ran across her cheek, "Because I can't stand all this killing and hurting each other."

Motionless for a while, Gray slowly raised his arms and gently hugged Alice, "I don't understand…I don't understand of what you are saying at all, but don't cry…"

Hopefully that last sentence changed the foreigner's impression on Gray?

*this wine does not exist (yeshh an imaginary wine~) so don't try to google it thinking that you can buy it and possibly drink it (noted strongly to people who are past the underage drinking by law of course!). lol