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Prologue

Frost's P.O.V

The sun beamed over America, straight through Frosts window and into his face, he raised a hand to his eyes groaning "Fuck sake..." He got up slowly rubbing his eyes, he looked around his room then to "The mask" he stared at it for a few seconds "No...not today" He walked past it going to the kitchen making himself a coffee, he looked directly at "The mask" sighing gently "Fine" he picked it up placing it on his face, His eyes went red and his fur changed to a chocolate brown as His voice changed aswell "So...what we gonna do now" He chuckled walking out of his house grabbing his rucksack and walking into town...Frost looked around eyeing the bank down "Guards around the Front and inside...I think the backs a blind spot" Frost looked around heading towards the back, he placed his back against the wall pulling a suppressed pistol from his pocket and shooting a camera, He looked around the corner seeing no one there, he walked round the corner walking to the back door, he started picking the lock listening for the click, the lock clicked as Frost opened the door looking around, He took out any guards blocking the way and disabled the cameras, Frost made his way to the vault, placing his personal Safe cracking device against it the device beeped a few times and a huge "Clank" Echoed through the building as the Vault opened, Frosts ears perked as he heard footsteps coming down the hall "Shite" He went into the vault hiding behind the wall as armed security stopped at the front of the vault entering slowly, Frost slowly peeked round the corner as one spotted his ear, taking a shot "Ah shit" Frost pulled his gun from his pocket pointing it round the corner and started blind firing, Frost stopped firing picking up a pile of money placing it in his bag, he looked back pointing the gun to the last guy "Drop it!" He shouted, the security nodded lowering the gun to the floor, Frost kicked it away and walked off leaving him behind, Frost smirked walked out into the sunlight carrying the bag of money over his shoulder, he went itnto the alley ways hearing police arrive, Frost chuckled going back to his house throwing the bag into his wardrobe...

Autumm's P.O.V

The water slid smoothly down my shoulders and tapped against the shower floor. Tap...Tap. I stroked my hair out of my face and looking up at the ceiling. Killing the atmosphere, i was faced with a hairy black spider dangling above me. I groaned and moved to the other side of the shower. I continued washing my body with my favorite shower gel: honey. Vincent had given it to me for my birthday with a number of other cute presents. I sighed, resting my face on my the wall. I was exhausted, and my period certainly didn't help. I got out of the shower and glared at the mirror. I was hideous... I quickly looked away, not wanting to confront the shame that was myself. I paced out of the bathroom, trying not to trip, a towel around me. I got into my pajama's that was currently one of my dad's old T-shirt's. It had a cute little panda on it and it was died bleach white. He was got it in China while visiting. I turned on the radio and instantly heard 'Happy Pills'. I lay down on my bed and closed my eyes, letting the beautiful melody drift through my ears and into my brain. It made me think about my memories of Vincent. I wish i could just forget him.

I woke up with a jolt. "Hello..?" Called a voice at my door. I bounced up and slipped my talons into my slippers. I ran to the door and looked through the peephole. It didn't look like anyone I knew. "Who is it?" I asked aggressively, shivering slightly at the thought of it being the police. "Um, I'm here for your passport... you told me that you wanted it done for today." He said. I thought for a second and then it all clicked. "That Dark net guy?" I asked, my ears poking up with joy. "Um yeah... Andrew." "Yeah...." I nodded, preparing my knife if anything were to go wrong. I could hear this breathing getting heavy. He was either having a boner or he was absolutely terrified. I unlocked the door and peeked my head out. He was type of dog... i think he was a golden retriver. I nodded and hand signaled him to come in. We both walked in paranoid expression stained accrossed our faces. "Alright..." I said sitting down at my dinning table. He sat down infront of me, obviously very nervous. "Alright...?" He mumbeled. "Show me it." I rolled my eyes. He rumedged around in his backpack and took out a black laced box. "Take a look..." He said, pushing it towards me. I opened it and pulled and a passport. It looked very convincing. My fake name was Jemma and i was apparently 20. I giggled and kept looking at the details. I'd spoken to hundreds of these guys and i'd finnaly found something convicing. "I'll take it." I smiled, not stopping turning threw the pages. "Uhh... 300. dollars" He said, smiling back. "300 dollars? The fuck.. I'll take it at 100 dollars, thank you." I said scowling at him. "I'm sorry, it's 300 or nothing." He said taking the passport off of me. "I might let it go for 250..." he said, leaning toward me. "Fine." I said taking out 250 dollars from my wallet. I didn't have much left. "Good." He said taking th money. "Byee..." He said, Once more his voice cracking. I noticed a bump in his pants and i blushed. Heh~ 50 dollars less~ I said examening the passport. I was finnaly gonna leave this shithole! Finnaly! Goodbye Paris and hello america! I hope i'll meet some bloody fucked up people like myself. The entire night i smoked away and let everyone know about my amazing offer. My passion was hacking. I loved it and it distracted me from Vincent and the police. Since the age of 11 my best friend has always been Fiona. She was a beautiful ginger fox with as many freckles as me. I had entirely packed up and booked my flight as i noticed that i hadn't thought about Vincent for 30 mins! My record! Oh...wait.