The Ballad of an Assassin

Friday Night

June 16, Friday

11:37 pm EST

The Bar

In the middle of the night where there are people that are already deep into their slumber, a certain brunette is spending her night out alone drinking at The Bar. After drinking all the contents of the bottle, she slammed it down near the bartender, indicating a request for another bottle of vodka. The bartender gave her side glances, probably wondering how many alcohol can she take.

She smiled at the thought as she stared at her, placing down the wine glass that she was wiping, reaching for another bottle of vodka to give to her. The bartender slid the bottle towards her and she immediately caught it, pressing the mouth of the bottle on her lips to drink.

"Had a tough day?", the bartender started as she leaned her hands on the bar counter. The brunette just keeps on drinking, ignoring her attempt at a conversation. The bartender let out a smile despite being ignored but she didn't give up there.

"My name's Ash, nice to meet you", she said, holding out a hand to the brunette.

Ashley Raven is the name of the bartender. She works there every Friday night. It's the first time she met this mysterious brunette and caught her attention on how much liquor she's been taking. And probably ask her the reason for the brunette's tears to fall everytime she looks at her phone. You can say she got curious about her. All people who drink has a story to tell and I think this seemed to interest her.

Instead of shaking her hand, the brunette handed her the empty bottle after downing all of it in one go. Ash let out a bitter smile but she didn't expect much either to gain anything from talking to a stranger.

The awkward silence paved way for them to overhear something that can make anyone sick in the stomach.

"Hey, little girl, wanna have fun with us tonight?"

Although the different noises from different tables and the chill music in The Bar drowns different noises out, both of them caught hold of what the guy said. It was 6 feet away from her position so it was impossible not to overhear. The brunette took a side glance to the right to see what's happening. It was a girl being swarmed by adult predators in the bar. She looks around 15 years old judging by her stature, although that couldn't be the case. The kid has this expression like she didn't know what to do, looking helpless and scared.

Although the scene suggests urgency, none of the customers and the staff had noticed.

Or they pretend to not notice.

The brunette stayed still and tried to wait for someone to stop it because she can't step in any trouble and risk her identity. But the situation was escalating quickly and dangerously. The guys are lifting the kid's skirt and has those malicious smirks on their asshole faces. The brunette gripped on the neck of the bottle tight, trying to compose her range. She then wets her lips and downed the contents of the bottle as she keeps overhearing the cries of the girl. Not long after, she heard someone yelled towards her because that bottle she took wasn't hers. Ash looked at the brunette unbelievably as the other customer complained that the brunette had taken her drink but the brunette was only focused on the kid and the guys surrounding her. Finally, she decided to step in.

"Hey scumbags", the brunette said sternly and loud enough for them to hear but she didn't move a muscle and just stayed still.

The predators turned to her and she snickered. Did they know they're scumbags that's why they turned when being called?

"What?", one of them asked as she approached her, towering over her.

Her stare was glued to the bottle, not turning to their direction and not caring of what they do. The kid had stopped screaming and stared at the brunette as well.

"You were making the girl uncomfortable", she said plainly, trying to have a calm conversation. The perverts just ridiculed and laughed at her.

"So what? Do you prefer us to bother you instead?"

She felt all her nerves popping as the guy grazed his hand on her shoulder down her back. She shook it off before she does something she might regret while the guy let out a horrid chuckle. The kid tried to flee the scene but one of the guys held her and pressed her down on the bar table. Everyone in the bar was alarmed and turned their heads but no one has yet to make a move. The brunette gritted her teeth, turning to the predators, looking them up and down and grimaced.

"No, thank you, I don't want to be bothered by shitheads"

The guy was angered by just a simple tease and gritted his teeth. Like he has a stick stuck up his ass and this brunette just pushed it a bit, it already discomforted him. She speculates this was their leader, taking one for the team. He grabbed the brunette by the collar tightly as the brunette just smirked at his glaring face. He threw her down to the floor hard while he grinned, making her groan silently.

"Oops, my hand slipped"

He left and took the kid that was squirming and screaming, asking for help as the brunette laid on the floor, licking her teeth as the smirk on her face slowly turns into a frown. Ash looked at her worried and was alarmed that they had taken the girl with them, finally seeing the urgency of the situation. She took the telephone underneath the counter and was ready to dial the police but the brunette stopped her, shaking her head.

"Don't. I'll handle this"

Ash let out a sigh but agreed to it as she nodded. She pulled herself up immediately. Right before they completely exit the place, the brunette spoke up in a threatening voice.

"Last chance. Let the girl go or I'll make you regret it"

The guys turned to her, laughed and mocked her as they continue to take the kid, earning another scream for help from her.

The brunette's aura became dark and the people in the bar felt it right in their stomach. She felt the bottle in her hand and held it tight.

"Hey fucker!", she yelled.

She threw the bottle towards their leader. It went flying towards him and it hit him right at the center of his face when he turned around, making him bleed. This has agitated those other guys as they stare in anger and horror, unconsciously letting go of the kid.

"Oops, my hand slipped", she mocked with a grin on her face.

The brunette gave the kid a stare that indicates she should leave. The kid understood as she successfully ran and disappeared into the crowd. This made those guys upset, charging towards her all at once. She dodges each and every punch they throw at her and avoiding all their attacks.

She flips backward as she saw one of the guys brought out a knife but she still kept her stance. They charged towards her once again, this time, she played offense. She grabbed the arms of the two guys and slammed them together. She sensed someone attacking her from behind. She held his arm with both her hands as she flew him up and slammed him down on the floor. Despite her intoxicated state, she was able to wipe them all off in 10 minutes but earning a few bruises and knife cuts on her forearm.

After taking care of the others, everyone cheered for her but the brunette still looked angry, looking down at all of the guys she knocked over and looking at them with disgust. She felt the pressure suddenly weighing on her but Ash was right on time to catch her.

"Woah there", Ash exclaimed, looking at her customer worriedly but the brunette stood up immediately, stubbornly resisting the help she's been offered. At this point, Ash let her be as she figured out that's how she is but she's still worried about her. She's standing but still hung her head down.

"Devigne."

She frowned and lifted her head as she heard someone calling her name and right at the door frame of the entrance door, there stood a familiar face.