You put down the camera ejecting the tape and putting it on your father's desk
Y/n:funny how he's able to be so strong yet here I am in danger.
He goes to his room, mentally preparing for a fight he might not come back from. He opens the door and goes into the elevator pushing the lobby button he starts his decent to the city outside.
Y/n: somewhere with bright light open 24/7 and won't kick me out. Should be easy right?
As he ventures out into the city he couldn't help but feel like he was being followed but due to the amount of people and lights he doubted it could acutely follow him, maybe it smelled him. With that thought in mind he quickly went into a store to find something to cover his scent
Y/n: 16,076 YENFOR COLOGNE!? Goddam thank you dad for the allowance. (114 American dollars btw)
Without wasting time he goes and pays, sprays(drowns) himself with it before heading out side
(A couple of hours later)
Y/n: fuck fuck fuck, how could I get so careless
It was now 12 pm and slowly but surely everything almost every light source has been dimmed down to more of a warm lighting, enough for it to come out. Y/n looked around, not many people most being so drunk they could barely stand. He got in front of a shop, back facing the window so he could see everything in front of him so he wouldn't worry about a sneak attack.
Y/n: okay as long as there's at least a handful of people I should be fine
As the hours went by so did the people, he knew that it was over
Y/n: what the hell am I doing, I'm not going to spend the last hours of my life cowering in fear that's not what my father tought me, that's not what I stand for
With this new resolve he walked into an ally and kept walking until it faced him
(Not even a second later)
(Y/n pov)
As I was walking into the alley I heard a thump behind me, I quickly turned around to face a tall man, deathly pale, black eyes and red sclera, kinda a rock outfit
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(Picture for reference)
I got into my position raising my hands, I didn't take boxing for nothing I suppose as I felt my cursed energy flow through me, unfortunately I haven't got a technique yet.
(3rd pov)
??: cute but probably won't do much ya know. Ah we're are my manner, the names Viktor, Viktor Stone pleasure to meet you y/n
Y/n: I'm sure it is, but why are you doing this? You could have easily snuck up on me
