━ chap 1. become a father (1) !
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EMOTIONS SERVE NO USE in specific types of work places, especially the ones that involve going uncover. those pesky little things were the very thing twilight had gotten rid of when he first became a spy.

the hopes a marriage or the joys of having a normal life was something he couldn't fathom of having.

'YOU WILL MARRY AND HAVE A CHILD.'

twilight spits out his coffee at the message of his new mission. he lets out multiple coughs as he is surprised at such a request.

'desmond is a recluse and is extremely suspicious of others. at this point, he operates almost entirely behind the scenes.'

the man reads frantically through the newspaper, before the coffee stains damage it.

'his only public appearances are at the events held at the elite private school his son attends.'

'these events serve as informal get-togethers for the upper crust of industrial and political leaders.'

the spy couldn't believe what he was reading, a man so suspicious of everyone that his only appearances in public are at a school his sons attends?

'you are to enroll your child at this school and gain entry to these events.'

'however, the deadline for admission is approaching fast. only one week remains.'

in anger, twilight rips apart the newspaper. "i have 7 days to make a child?!"

his vocalized anger catching everyone's attention on the train he was boarding. he promptly excuses himself and goes back to reading the message.

'through gathered intel, we also have reason to believe desmond has another child. one from an affair before he became a reclusive.'

'though we don't have enough information to confirm the child's identity, we firmly believe they are attending a different school entirely.'

the blonde man raises an eyebrow at this. it's not often he has two options at his disposal, especially with a mission like this.

'we're calling it operation: strix. it is completely up to you twilight which option to take.'

'but know that this operation is the key to maintaining peace between east and west- and perhaps the world beyond...'

twilight sighs, it's always been like that, no recognition or glory. a spy's work will always stay in the shadows, no matter how big it is.

but the rewarding part of it all was that people's normal day to day lives are possible because of these agents.

AND TWILIGHT WAS CONTENT WITH THAT.

'i abandoned my identity when i became twilight.' he thinks, folding the newspaper in his lap. 'a father is just another role i have to play and i will play it to perfection...'

he looks outside his window, his face with a harden expression.

'FOR THE SAKE OF A BETTER WORLD!'

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AFTER GETTING HIMSELF a new identity, name and background, twilight, or loid forger, went to go find a suitable place to stay in.

making sure there were no listening devices or wire taps he quickly bought the apartment.

next stop was adopting a child.

knowing dealing with a teen would be difficult, he choose to go down the eden route. where he enrolls the child at the elite academy.

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"YOU WANNA FOSTER a kid?" a oversized, drunk man questions loid.

the blonde man went to shabbiest orphanage he could find, knowing it will be easier to put a fake background for the child.

the spy nods, wearing a polite and fake smile. "i do. i understand i can adopt through your orphanage as well?"

"my wife and i have been trying for so many years but..."

"yeah, whatever. just take whichever one you want."

loid is surprised how little respect the man had but he ignores it, knowing it's for the mission.

he follows the caretaker of the orphanage down the shabby hallway, which is inhabited by a couple of kids. all raging ages from 4 to 6.

the spy only glances at them, while they stared back in curiosity. wondering what a clean looking man is doing here.

'the mission is to establish a family...' loid reminds himself, sighing. 'but i should be able to manage with just the child for now.'

his arctic blue eyes narrow in thought. 'of course i'd prefer to do the entire mission solo but even for westalis's greatest spy, impersonating a child would be a tall order.'

in a another room, two children hear a new voice inside their heads.

one was clearly interested at the mention of a spy while the other was more weary. 

"oh— ideally, i'd like a child who
can already read and write."

"yeah? in that case..."

the caretaker leads loid into another room, on the wooden floor sits a young girl, probably no older than 5.

"OI, ANYA!"

the girl named 'anya' had short light pink hair and round emerald green eyes, complementing her fair skin.

she wore simple black dress with a white ribbon at the front, along with white socks and black shoes. she also wears two black hair ornaments that resemble small horns on the sides of her head.

"she's the smartest one we got," the man says as the girl approaches the two. "she don't say much but... she's a good kid."

'creepy little brat weirds me out. this is my chance to get her outta here.'

loid looks at anya and purses his lips, 'if i recall, you have to be at least 6 to enroll at eden academy. she looks about to be 4 or 5, at least.'

"six!" anya speaks surprising the spy who only hummed at her in confusion. "i'm six!"

"huh, you're 6 already?"

the blonde spy looks down at her with a raised eyebrow, suspiciously skeptical. 'no, she's too short to be—'

suddenly, the pink haired girl suddenly stands on her tippy toes to make herself look taller. then having another idea, she runs to the nearby table. grabbing an old newspaper, anya shows loid the newspaper's crossword puzzle. 

he raises a brow, walking towards her. "the crossword puzzle? that might be a little tough for you." he warns, still confused on what she's trying to do.

going back to the table, the girl picks up a nearby pencil and begins solving the puzzle.

'it's child play for me, of course.' loid thinks, looking over her shoulder. 'one down is homeostasis. one across is casual closure. and below that is symplectomorphism...'

in just a few short minutes, anya shows the man the completed crossword puzzle, all done correctly. it was unbelievably, had he hit the jackpot?!

"you finished it, seriously?!" the spy exclaims, a triumphant smile almost painting his lips. 'this is a stunning level of intellect! this girl should be able to ace the entrance exam!'

the blonde turns to the caretaker, gesturing to the girl with a hopeful look. "i'll take this one—"

"not without big sister."

anya's words make loid halt his steps. his excitement falling to the pit of stomach, wondering if he heard the girl correctly. 'what did she say? big sister?'

he panics as he bends down to her height, their eyes meeting. anya had this look, and she was dead serious.

"you won't go without who?" loid asks her, eyes narrowing and his voice skeptic.

"SHE MEANS ME."

a new voice joins the conversation, almost making loid jump. he glances over to a much older figure leaning on a nearby door frame.

the old drunk man glares at the kid. 'she's even more of a freak than the kid. it might be time to finally get her out.'

'i almost didn't even notice her?!' he exclaims, clearly surprised that a mere child could slip pass his defenses

that child was was a girl, no older than 15. she gives the blonde man a curt nod and a casual wave as not to be rude.

"I'M ANYA'S BIG SISTER, [Y/N].
NICE TO MEET YOU."

the girl, dubbed, [y/n] had [h/l], [h/t], [h/c] hair, though it was bit unkept and messy. her [e/c] eyes were bright and intelligent, it complemented her [s/c] skin.

the spy had noticed multiple piercings on both ears and by the looks of it, she may have done it herself.

she wore black jeans that were ripped at the knees, old black converses/sneakers and oversized grey shirt.

but what caught loid's attention wasn't because she managed to slip pass him. it was the fact that her arms and hands were wrapped in bandages.

[think dazai, but the bandages
reach around the palms of your hands]

the girl walks over with sigh, her expression was neutral but to the spy, he could clearly tell she was cautious of him.

then, she lays a hand on anya's head before looking at the blonde haired man. "i'm her blood sister, if you don't believe it just take my word for it."

'sisters?! most of the time these kids are just single kids, rarely there's a chance that they're actual siblings.' loid blinks, looking between the two, clearly confused.

[y/n]'s eyes narrow at him, gritting her teeth. she almost wants to scoff, but calms herself.

'they say fourth time is the charm...'

"i can assure you that we are sisters." she states as the anya hugs her leg. "like i said you can take my word for it."

one child was already enough, but two, a teenager no less? anyone would be out of their goddamn mind to adopt them.

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HE ADOPTED THEM, unfortunately. regrettably, anya wouldn't go with loid unless, [y/n] didn't get adopted as well.

so, he caved in and adopted them both.

after packing the girls' things, which wasn't a lot. the two waved goodbye to the kids of the orphanage who wished them well, and followed their new father.

'to think, our new dad is a spy. what are the odds.' [y/n] sighs, fixing the bag that carried her and anya's things.

"listen up you two."

"it's [y/n], sir."

"it's anya!"

loid lets out a huff, complying to their need to use their actual names. "okay, listen up, [y/n], anya."

the new family of three stop in front of the steps of at an apartment complex. "starting from today, you two are my daughters. but as far as anyone else is concerned, you've always been my daughters."

'it makes sense. he just doesn't want his cover blown.' the [h/c] haired girl thinks, sighing again.

"is that clear?" loid asks the two, his eyes lingering on the teen since she was older.

mocking a fake salute, [y/n] nods. "crystal, sir."

"clear." anya adds, holding her sister's hand.

"you two," he points them as his voice was stern. "are to address me as father. as the elite do."

"papa!"

the blonde blinks but sighs, accepting the title from the youngest child, "very well, then."

"nah, i'll just call you old man." [y/n] quips with a small smirk causing an irk mark to appear on loid's head.

seeing the irritated expression on his face makes the teen snicker, pleased to know she got a reaction out of him. normally, adults ignored her insults and instigations. but this man, a spy, no less, was a perfect target for her.

then, the trio walk into the apartment complex, going up the stairs to their new home. loid greets an old woman who lived on their floor, anya says something about always being  his child making [y/n] hold back a laugh.

hearing this, she gives the girl a small glare and she just rolls her eyes at him, not caring. then, after going up a few flights of stairs, the spy opens the door to their new apartment.

"my home?" anya mumbles, peeking inside while her big sister casually walks in.

"that's right." loid confirms as he follows the pink haired girl inside.

she gets excited over at the sight of the t.v and races over it, turning it on to watch her favorite show. the man sighs when he sees that girl's favorite show is a spy themed one.

'of all the shows...'

then, his arctic blue eyes wander over to the teen, who seemed to be checking every nook and cranny of the place.

he raises his eyebrow, utterly confused. 'just what is she doing...'

'as far as i can tell, he isn't enemy," she notes looking under the windowsill for a bug or a wiretap. 'which is good. since it's a long term mission, anya can get a decent life.'

she stands up and goes to check other places. 'i need learn more about his mission, then i can proceed from there...

"big sister, look the spy show is on!"

"oh, really? don't watch it without me!"

abandoning her search, the teen quickly makes her way to her little sister. shrugging off her bag and sitting next to her as she then pulls the small girl right into her lap.

loid sits on one of the seats in the living room area with a sigh, watching the sisters.

'i'd better secure all the things i'll need...' he thinks, tapping his head against the arm rest. 'that includes forged i.d papers for the girls.'

after a moment, he gets up and puts on his fedora. "i'll be stepping out for a bit. so, sit tight."

immediately hearing thi, anya raced towards the man grabbing onto his leg. "adventure time!"

"it's not an adventure. it's just shopping." he argues, shaking the leg that the girl was holding onto causing the teen to smirk.

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AFTER A LOT of laughter and convincing, the two girls join the spy in shopping.

[y/n] keeps a close eye on anya as she hopped joyfully around the busy streets. she notices the weird stares she got from strangers, eyeing her bandages.

'don't they know it's rude to stare.' she muses, her expression unamused.

"i want a silenced pistol!"

"sure. if we see one is on sale."

loid's response makes the teen snicker one again, before looking up at him. "can i get one too?" she teases, pointing at herself causing him to narrow his eyes in annoyance at her.

"i think you'll be fine without one." he firmly answers her as he looked down at his watch.

'the key to espionage is appearing absolutely normal.' loid reminds himself. 'i must become completely inconspicuous—an utterly common place father.'

"OI, OLD MAN!"

the [h/c] haired girl's voice brings him out of thoughts as she points to the crowd. there in that crowd was anya, since she's so small she couldn't make her way through it. "papa! save me!"

"you almost lost anya, you old fart!" [y/n] hisses, a glare painting her face as she grabs the collar of his shirt.

unfazed by her glare, he looks between the two sisters with a sweat. 'must these two draw attention to themselves?!'

before the two could do anything, a nice old lady picks the pink haired girl and takes her to her family. "come now deary," she chuckles with smile. "a little girl like you needs to hold her daddy's hand."

she waves goodbye to the family leaving the small child and her father to stare at each other in silence.

then loid suddenly looks at his oldest, contemplating something. immediately knowing, [y/n] gives him a look that said, 'don't you even try it.'

so, the blonde spy ultimately decided to
hold anya's hand.

the family of three walk together, staying close as they won't get lost in the crowd. 'holding hands will impair my ability to react to an enemy attack. but i supposed there's no other way around it....'

the teen makes a 'what the?' face after reading his paranoid thoughts. 'we're in the middle of a crowded street. we're gonna be fine.'

but the youngest thought otherwise.

'enemy attack?!' she exclaims in her head, looking up at the man with a shocked expression.

anya suddenly lets go of the man's hand and quickly hides under a sign, covering her head. her actions confuse loid while [y/n] only holds back a frown.

"what are you doing?"

"hiding."

the spy's mind begins to race, he wonder if the young girl didn't trust him enough or was it too soon to hold hands with her.

the oldest only sighs in annoyance, hearing his thoughts. she walks over to her sister, crouching down to her height.

"kiddo," [y/n] calls warmly with a smile, this one seemed genuine. "don't worry, nothing bad is gonna happen, okay."

hearing her words, the pink haired girl looks up at big sister with curious eyes. giving her a comforting grin, the oldest places her bandaged hand on her head to pat her short pink hair.

"remember, you have me to keep you safe."

"yeah! i have big sister!"

"hell yeah, you do! haha!"

watching them interact puzzles loid a bit. 'i need to understand the way she thinks, the way they think.'

then, the teen scoops up the girl in her arms, holding her close as she reads the thoughts of the spy. 'i'll use basic diplomacy,' he concludes outrageously, 'understanding the other party is the first step of peace.'

[y/n] deadpans at the man with a sweat. 'or you can just be a normal fucking person, that works too.'

'understanding me and big sister [n/n] leads to world peace?!' anya ponders before her expression turns determined.

"i like peanuts!" she states enthusiastically. "...and i don't like carrots."

"hm..? okay?"

then, her tiny hand goes to tug on her sister's shirt. the girl looks down at her with a hum, wondering what she wanted. then, anya pleads silently as she uses her ultimate secret weapon on her sister.

puppy dog eyes.

'this little rascal?!' [y/n] thinks with a shocked expression and a twitchy eyebrow. 'what does she want from me!?'

but it didn't take telepathy to know what the little girl wanted her big sister to do. so, like always, [y/n] gives in.  the teen faces her parent, clearly embarrassed that she is so easily swayed by her cute younger sister.

"and i like strawberries." [y/n] mumbles, grudgingly. "but i despise mushrooms."

loid looks at the two very confused. 'what are they saying?! why are they suddenly telling me this?' meanwhile, anya smiles happily, her hands forms fist out of excitement knowing that her big sister is joining in on the fun.

then, her attention is brought to the sign behind the blonde spy, pointing at it. "ooh, a bakenry! i love bacon!"

"kiddo, that's a ba-ke-ry. they don't sell bacon there." the teen spells out, looking down at her sister with a cheeky grin.

blush rises to the young girl's cheeks, clearly embarrassed she made such a mistake. to which causes her big sister to scoff amusingly.

then, seconds later, anya, still in [y/n]'s arms, holds out a wrapped up poster of her favorite show to the cashier at a nearby stand.

"i'd like this please!"

"that costs one dalc. you can't buy it  with a ten-pent coin."loid states in a matter of fact tone. once again, feeling embarrassed, the girl hides her face in her sister's shirt.

'god, she's just a kid. chill out for a minute.' [y/n] thinks, rolling her [e/c] eyes at the man's words. the teen quickly grabs a spar dalc in her back pocket.

"here sir." she says, handing the money over to pay for the poster before turning back to the spy.

'is this girl actually stupid?'

"pftt!-" the [h/c] haired girl bites back a laugh at loid's comment, she gets a weird look but ignores it.

'was the crossworld puzzle a fluke? there still might be time to take her back... i'll just take the teen instead.'

the thought makes [y/n]'s stomach churn with anxiety, the day somehow became bleak. 'no' she thinks, having a grip on anya tightly. 'you won't separate us.'

[y/n] has spent months without her little sister before, the last time worse than before. she could feel the dread set in, realizing something. 'could i just—'

but before she could continue that thought, the pink haired girl suddenly starts to cry. "don't separate me from my big sister, pabwaaah!" she sobs, clinging on to the girl's shirt of dear life.

the [h/c] haired girl blinks, the outcome was unexpected but just what she needed. as her crying grabs the attention of the people around the trio, wondering what was going on.

meanwhile, the man blinks in shocks with a sweat, an absolute fritz. he had never mentioned he was going to separate them so what could have caused this "what's gotten into you?!"

"pwease, i'll do anything! don't leave me behind!"

"what a horrible father..."

the man looks around me in panic at the obvious gossip around him. then, his blue eyes look to [y/n] in search of help. "hey, don't look at me!" she defends, acting innocent as if she had nothing to do with this.

'figure it out yourself old man. you're
supposed to be our dad aren't you?'

he groans, facepalming himself as he tries to find a way to calm the girl down. then it hits him. "i'll buy you peanuts if you stop crying!" loid expresses with a sweat, almost desperate.

and immediately, anya's mood brightens at the mention of her favorite snack.

"PEANUTS!"

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THE TRIO GOT what needed to be done and began to head back to their apartment.

"big sister, i'm tired." anya whines, rubbing her eyes. "i can't walk anymore."

loid watches the teen stop her steps as she looks down at the young girl. 'she's been handling her all day, i doubt that she would—'

then, his blue eyes widen when he sees [y/n] take the girl gently in her arms, without hesitation as if it was natural.

"it's alright peaches." the teen whispers, laying the girl's head against her chest before kissing her forehead. "sleep as much as you want."

'i just don't get it....'

the girl continues walking, catching up with loid. the [h/c] haired notices his staring and raises a brow.

"what? do you think i would get irritated or something?" she bluntly states as if she knew what he was thinking.

he blinks and looks away embarrassed, coughing. "an-anyways, we have one more stop before we go home."

[y/n] rolls her eyes, walking away from him.

"YEAH, WHATEVER."

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THE TRIO ARRIVE back at the apartment and it was already getting late. loid places all the parenting help books he had bought on the coffee table.

the brain of the children he had adopted was confusing him by the second. so he thought it best to look for advice.

he quickly flips through one, speed reading. 'to think that all the world's parents are undertaking such a difficult mission.'

the blonde spy learns about how it's better to understand the child than to scold them. but to consider the situation from their point of view. "you're not gonna find what your  looking for in those books."

[y/n] voice rings out, making loid look up at her. she sits down across from him with a smug look on her face. he only glares at the teen. "it's better than nothing."

"yeah, thats true." she shrugs as she grabs a book, taking a slight interest in it.

"is anya asleep?"

"yeah, the rascal wouldn't sleep without me."

it falls quiet for a moment, the two looking through the books in silence. then, loid's blue eyes glances at [y/n]'s arms and hands, all wrapped up in white bandages. he can only wonder if it was fashion statement.

"it's rude to stare." the teen suddenly points out not looking up from the book, almost scarring the spy.

he looks surprised, once again flustered by it. he didn't think she would notice his staring. "n-no i wasn't—"

[y/n] waves him off,"it's fine," she says, not wanting to hear the excuses. "everyone stares at them."

the man could only purse his lips into a thin line as he goes back to reading, silence falling between them. 'but still, is there a special reason behind them...?'

[y/n] sighs noting the awkwardness and closes the book in her hands, catching his attention

"you know i'm not dumb, old man." she states, looking at him as he meets her gaze and it almost turns into a starting contest.

'has she caught on...?'

loid watches her eyes turn forward, almost staring thought him as she thinks through all her options. every single one. the ones that were unpleasant and the ones that seemed illogical.

and from today's events, [y/n] concluded only one thing. that staying here, was the best option for anya's future. what happened to herself, wouldn't matter.

she'll play her part, she'll make sure anya gets what she needs in life. a home, food, clothes & a proper education, everything that little girl needed to thrive.

[y/n] has risked everything, her mind, body and soul for that little girl. her only real family left in this world. and she continue do so, until anya doesn't need her anymore.

and so with a heavy sigh, leans back on the couch. her dead [e/c] eyes boring into loid's. "...but anya likes you, so your in the clear."

'i didn't think she'd be inclined to drop it so easily just because of the kid.' the spy thinks, a bit surprised by her actions.

"but i never said you were off the hook either." she adds, getting up from the couch, walking away. her words get loid panicking. he knows there are risks for adopting the older girl as there might be a chance he'll be compromised.

he goes to speak up but [y/n] interrupts him before he could even get the chance.

"just so you know, i don't really care for your secret agenda." she states, barely looking over her shoulder. "all i want is anya to live a good life. and by the looks of things, you are the right person for the job."

then [y/n] halts her steps as fully turns around to look at the man, her hair overshadowing her eyes.

"but just so you are aware...."

when she looks up at loid, a chill runs up his spine. the atmosphere changing drastically.

"if you do something to hurt anya in any way..." she starts, her voice becoming plainly threatening.

"THERE'S NOTHING IN THIS WORLD THAT CAN STOP ME FROM KILLING YOU."

'is she threatening me?!' loid thinks with wide eyes, wondering if the girl was crazy.

"anyways, i'm going to bed. see you in the morning old man." the bloodlust aura that once hanged in the air was gone in an instant. confusing the spy even more about the normality of the teen.

he watches her head into anya's room, presumably to join her little sister in sleeping. loid lets out a sigh that he didn't know he was holding in as he puts his head in hands.

"THIS IS GOING TO BE MORE DIFFICULT THAN I ANTICIPATED..."

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THE NEXT DAY, was as normal as it could get. but at forger apartment it was less than stable.

"NO I DON'T WANNA!" anya shouts, stomping her foot on the floor. "i hate studying!"

"i need to know if you have sufficient intellectual capacity for the entrance exam." loid says, trying to reason with the child.

"but why does a kindergarten have an entrance exam is my question." [y/n] adds, with a raised eyebrow, sitting on the couch.

'they're like 6 years old? what need is there to
be an entrance exam for?'

"don't think i forgotten about you. you also need to study for yours entrance exam!" the man points out, glaring at the teen.

a tick mark appears on the older girl's head, "what the hell?! since when did i need go to school?!"

"because girls your age go to school!"

"like hell they do!"

the two glare at each other in silence and before long loid's sighs, giving up.

'if it's going to be like this, i might as well
make precautions.'

"enough of this." he states, swiftly putting on his coat and hat. "i'll be stepping out."

anya goes to follow the man but loid turns around and points at her."you're not coming with me today!" he firmly orders. "not matter what you and your sister are staying home. and that's final!"

"good riddance."

"i heard that!"

[y/n] sticks her tongue out at loid as he walks out of the apartment and closes the door.

anya blinks for a moment, before she goes to follow the man again. she opens a the door a bit, peeking out.

loid, a spy, instantly notices her gaze. "HEY!"

he quickly runs back, opening the door catching the girl in the act making her jump.

"I TOLD YOU TO STAY PUT!"

it didn't stop after that, every time anya would try and follow loid, she was caught over and over again. until eventually, the blonde spy put a barricade on the door so she wouldn't leave the apartment.

"i sincerely hope he doesn't get reported for child abuse." [y/n] mumbles as she flips through a magazine.

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HOURS PASS BY...

[y/n] groans, blinking rapidly at the sudden sunlight. 'did i suddenly fall asleep?'

she sits up from the couch as she rubs her eyes from sleep, yawning. then, she leans back on the seat with a huff.

'since when was the last time i was able to sleep that soundly?' she ponders rubbing her forehead.

she stays silent for a moment before realizing something

"wait a minute, where the hell is anya?"

the girl gets up from the seat and before she can call out for her baby sister, she notices the door to loid's room open. already putting the pieces together, she quickly walks over and enters into the room.

"anya?"

"[n/n], look there's a bunch of spy stuff!"

the [h/c] haired teen sees the pink haired girl on the floor with an open briefcase. she must of gotten bored and decided to rummage through loid's secret spy things.

a small snicker escape [y/n]'a lips before bending down onto one knee to the young girl's height.

"listen kiddo." she starts putting her bandaged hands on her shoulders. "i know your crazy about the spy stuff but there's things you shouldn't mess with."

her [e/c] eyes glance over to the open briefcase. it had loads of buttons and clickers, even a pair of headphones.

'must be a transmitter. quite advance too...'

she closes the case before looking back at anya. "you like staying with him right?"

"yeah! papa is cool and he's amazing at hide and sneak!" she exclaims, her hands forming fists out of excitement.

[y/n] laughs at her enthusiasm, before sighing. "right, so if we wanna stay with him. you can't go touching his things, they could be dangerous."

anya only nods at her big sister's words, almost treating them as gospel.

"YEAH, BUT YOU'LL BE HERE TO
PROTECT ME! RIGHT, [N/N]?"

the small girl's words leave [y/n] stunned, they always do. it was frightening to her at how much faith this little ball of sunshine had in her.

AND SADLY, IT REMINDED THE TEEN OF A TIME WHERE SHE DID EXACTLY THAT.

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XXX YEARS AGO...

a young [y/n] receives a harsh slap to the face. one that would have a child on the floor crying.

but she wasn't just any normal child and all that slap did was leave a red hand mark on her cheek, stinging with pain.

but not so oddly enough, it didn't hurt.

"you dare talk back to your superior?" a rough voice threatens the small girl.

"no sir." she replies back, her voice monotone.

the voice huffs in annoyance. "consider yourself lucky, brat. if it weren't for the fact you were some freak hybrid, unlike your sister, i would have gutted you open."

"thank you, sir." [y/n] repeats back almost like a machine.

a fistful of her hair is grabbed making her look at the person who owned the rough and spiteful voice.

"just looking at you makes me sick." he spats, wads of spit hitting her face. but it didn't matter.

none of it mattered, as long as anya was safe. that's what mattered.

"100 LASHING, THAT IS YOUR
PUNISHMENT."

"...YES, SIR."

⨳ 𓏲˖ 💭 ˖ ࣪ 🥜 ָ࣪ 𓏲⋆.

"BIS SISTER! BIG sister!" anya voice calls out to the teen in worry, making her jump a bit.

then, [y/n]'s she softly gasps, seemingly returning to the real world. she groans, holding her head as she blinks rapidly. "ugh, did i do that thing again, anya?"

the pink haired girl nods frantically, tears pricking her green round eyes. "mhm! you looked like a dead fish!"

"low blow kiddo." [y/n] retorts with a deadpan, eyes turning comical white. the cute girl giggles cutely at her big sister's rare actual expression before going to hug her.

"i'll protect you too, [n/n]." she declares, looking up at [y/n] with a smile. her smile warms the teen's heart making her feel instantly at ease. without much thought, she hugs the girl back and tightly.

"thank you, anya." [y/n] whispers, snuggling her face into her soft pink hair.

'is this really the place where the
transmission came from?'

a voice came within the teen's telepathic range. making her freeze up.

'no way, did anya send a transmission by accident?' the [h/c] haired girl thinks. getting up from the floor, her sister in her arms.

she hides behind the wall by the small window, peaking out of it. outside of the apartment below, she can see a classic white van.

'fuck...' she furrows her eyebrows, going back to hiding behind the wall. [y/n] minds race as she continues listening to their minds to confirm her suspicions.

'this should be the place. but it's just a
normal apartment complex.'

'i wonder if we'll actually see twilight's face?'

'judging by their voices, there's two of them. i should be handle them.' the teen estimates before putting anya down.

the small girl could only watch her big sister almost go into panic mood, wondering what was happening.

[y/n] runs to anya's room, grabbing the duffel bag under the bed, quickly and unzipping it.

"thank god he didn't check my bag." she mumbles, grabbing thigh straps and a very important item.

A HANDGUN.

the girl puts on the safety straps on her leg, securing it tight around her thigh.

then, she checks her black hand gun. she first inspects the magazine to see how many bullets it has. deeming it enough, she puts the magazine back in and cocks the gun.

"it's been a while since i've done this, but i think i'll be fine." she whispers, pocketing a switch blade in her pocket.

"BIG SISTER?"

anya's soft voice makes [y/n]'s halt her movements, she turns her head over shoulder to see the small girl standing by the door way, holding the stuff animal she loves so much.

"peaches..."

"are the bad guys coming?"

the teen sighs, though the pink haired girl may not be the brightest in some situations. the oldest won't deny she's good at reading the room.

deciding to not to sugar coat it, [y/n] nods. "they are and your big sister has to take care of them."

"your gonna beat the shit outta of them, right?

"yeah, and never repeat that word again."

the teen stands up, patting everything she pocketed before putting her gun in the safety strap, securing it.

then, [y/n] turns around and crouches down to anya's height, looking at her sternly. "do you remember what i taught you?

"stay out of sight and cover my ears." she recites enthusiastically, nodding

[y/n] pats her head in praise, "good girl. now, go to the spy's room and stay there."

the small girl nods again, running to loid's room to hide. while, the teen puts everything away before leaving the bedroom.

one might wonder why this 15 year old girl has duffel bag full of weapons, the confidence to assure herself that she'll be able to protect her sister and take down men half her size.

YOU SEE, [Y/N] WASN'T JUST A TELEPATH...

the [h/c] hides on the inner side of couch, giving her the element of surprise. then, she hears the loud noise of something moving.

'that's right, the old man put a barricade.' she grabs her gun, reading it when she hears the doorknob trying to open.

one would be extremely nervous in this situation, but [y/n] was calm as ever, almost hyper aware.

the door finally opens and multiple footsteps are
heard as they enter the room.

'shit, i miscalculated.' the teen thinks, gritting her teeth. 'there's a least five of them, not 2.'

she peaks out to look, eyeing their weapons. 'three metal pipes, two guns. they aren't looking to kill but to kidnap.'

'the best of course of action would to take out the guys with the guns first.' she concludes, putting her back against the side of the couch.

then, [y/n] sneaks around the group, so she's behind them. their insolent chatter didn't mean anything to her at the moment, the one thing on her mind was to protect anya.

[Y/N] IS A SPECIAL TYPE OF HUMAN.

she raises her hand that held the gun, looking to knock the two men out so they wouldn't cause much damage to the surroundings area.

WABAM!

the sound of two bodies falling to the ground catches the group by surprise, gasping in shock.

when they turn around, they see [y/n] point her gun at them. with a death glare on her face that would make even the toughest of men shake in their boots.

"you messed with the wrong fucking house." [y/n] states, venom dripping from her voice as her finger slowly begins to pull the trigger.

[Y/N]'S REAL IDENTITY IS NUMBER 001, THE CAMP'S TOP SUPER SOLDIER.

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