During the day, you are a normal student at San Fransokyo Institute of Technology.
At night you are relentlessly searching for the person who murdered your entire family. All they left was a note that said:
You're next
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Can Hiro change your...
Your Pov In the back behind the stage and curtains, I look myself in the mirror, my kabuki mask properly set in front of my eyes.
Tilting my head, I examine the dress that was sent to me. No doubt that guy from my dream picked this out.
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I sigh, shaking my head.
'How am I going to avoid suspicion from the gang?' I wonder, 'They'll know it's me as soon as they see the mask!'
My thoughts were interrupted by a soft, "hey."
I turn to find myself face-to-face with a girl a little older than I. On her face sat a blue butterfly mask, little dark shades covering her eyes. Her blonde hair was pulled to her left side in a semi braid, ponytail combination. She wore makeup, perfect to a tee, making her other features stand out more. The girl's dress was a gorgeous, but somewhat flashy, matching blue and black long dress that had opened at her leg. You know, that's like an upside down v? The next thing that hit me was the strong scent of perfume. Ugh. What was that? Floral?
She smiled beautifully, a smile that could woo anyone if she put her mind to it.
"I'm Yama's assistant. You can call me Clara and I'm here to do your hair." "My hair? I think it looks fine," I respond. She giggles, it almost seeming sinister, "oh honey, you will be performing on stage with so many people watching you. You have to think about every inch of your appearance, save for your face."
Yama's assistant sat me down in a plush, red chair in front of the mirror. She sat an plain brown bag I never noticed before, bringing out a brush, comb, hair pins and spray, a hair tie and a pretty hair piece that strangely looked like an angel's wing. She set to work on my hair.
Soon Clara finished my hair, setting the hair piece behind my ear. I flinch when I feel a small static shock come from the wing. Ow...
(Muahaha) Claire's Pov Smirking I step back away from V/n, or Y/n, already knowing the wing did its job. I so can't wait for this performance, afterall, Tony and Yama promised it would be a good one.
After tonight, we will all get what we want.
Not a minute later we hear Yama talking to the crowd.
"I'm so glad you all could make it to this lovely evening!" His voice booms, having a microphone pinned to his suit. "Now we all know why we're here, but first, some entertainment to lift our moods!"
"Guess that's my cue," V/n stood up.
Your Pov I wait behind the curtain, feeling a little fidgety. 'You can do this. You can do this. You're fine, you won't mess up,' I tell myself, gripping the edge of my dress.
Yama continues, "introducing... V/n!!" He holds his hand up as he walks off stage. The curtain rises and a spotlight hits me.
Some gasp while others just simply watch, trying to discern my identity by whispering amongst themselves.
My nerves force me to smile, even though no one can see it. My eyes dart around the crowd and notice the boy with white hair. 'Why does he seem so familiar..?' I ponder. I could swear he winked and smiled at me...
Finally, the music begins.
"Long, long time ago I had my own little show Was a beautiful, lovable angel But he took the spotlight, shining so bright Left me to fade away But, honey, now the turn is mine!" Sways my hips, my dress going back and forth.
"3, 2, 1 A devil made from heaven, sent from above Looks like Henry's got a little date, let's have some fun We've got lots to do, little errand boy Come to me at Cloud Nine To be the perfect angel, some sin must be done.
You told me what to do and what to say I couldn't escape You got to choose the ending of my fate You put me astray
But not anymore I'm in control! I have the stage You can't turn the page Now all eyes on me All eyes on me
So many experiments, so many mistakes But I'll go all the way 'til I'm in the perfect shape First the worst, maybe third's the charm So close, oh, I cannot wait The demon won't taint me now 'Cause you're the sacrifice he'll slay
You said I wasn't good enough to stay You put me away You took away my future and my fame But now that it will change
Focus on me I'll be all that they see I'll make them sway No, can't run away Now all eyes on me
Ooh no no, babe, hey!
You don't know what it's like to drown away In a puddle of shame You, yes, you Made me insane
But not anymore I'm in control (I am in control) I have the stage You can't turn the page Now do as you're told (Encore, hit the beat, boys)
Focus on me (Focus on me) I'll be all that they see I'll make them sway No, can't run away Now all eyes on me Now all eyes on, all eyes on me!"
The crowd was silent for a minute. Then another. The one who broke the silence was Yama and the white haired boy. Everyone else joined in.
Smiling, I curstied.
Hiro's Pov Who knew V/n had such a voice! It did sound familiar though.
"I don't think that was her real voice." "Why do you say that?" Asks Fred. "Sh-"
Yama comes back up, "now before we get to the fun stuff, I would like to make an announcement. I have decided to adopt V/n as my daughter."
More gasps from the crowd, but the most noticeable was V/n herself.
"Why is she so surprised?" Gogo asks, "wasn't this planned beforehand?"
"Wait- bbzrt!" Her voice stops. "Yes, he has so graciously offered to take me under his wing."
