ℂ𝕝𝕠𝕒𝕜 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝔻𝕒𝕘𝕘𝕖𝕣 || Spy x Family Male Reader Insert

Chapter 3: Rescue

Berlint, Ostania - Burger Town, Avenue 151
1445 Hours

Viper and Twilight hurriedly drove to the location the unknown attacker had told. Twilight's fingers tapped with both anger and worry. For ten years, he had been a spy for Westalis, and had dedicated himself on doing so, making sure that he would complete his mission. But right now, he was asking himself what went wrong, berating himself that he's becoming soft.

'Calm down, Twilight. A spy who looses his cool is a spy who's about to loose his life.' Twilight said to himself, taking a deep breath.

He asked himself: is he a failure as a spy? No. His biggest blunder was involving an innocent child, but it was necessary, even though it would mean risking Anya's life. That's why he needs to rescue her right now.

He also now knows why he gets pissed when he hears a child cry. When he was a kid himself, he was caught in a warzone, and all he could do is cry helplessly, hoping for someone to save him.

A world without cries of children - that's what drove him on becoming a spy.

"Hey." Viper spoke. "We'll save her. Count on it."

Twilight looked at his fellow spy for a moment. "Yeah."

"We'll arrive shortly." Viper added. "Remember the plan?"

"Of course." Twilight said.

"Good." Viper raised his mask, covering half of his face. "Let's nail those bastards."

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Berlint, Ostania - Abandoned Baking Shop
1450 Hours

Anya stares at the man in front of her with fear, her whole body trembling, tears close to falling out from her eyes. Her arms and legs were tied up, and her mouth was covered with a tape.

The man's name in front of her is Edgar, the leader of a nameless Ostanian criminal organization and the father of a woman named Karen. His mob plans to tip the scale of the Cold War against Westalis.

Around them were the other members of the organization, waiting for Edgar's orders.

"Who is this kid?" Edgar asked. "Don't tell me she's..."

"We don't know, but she's in the apartment where the transmission came from." One of the mob members said. "There was a dumpster used as a barricade outside the door."

The moment the man said those words, Anya flinched, then felt a pang of guilt. If she hadn't tinkered with Twilight's secret radio, then this wouldn't have happened.

"Outside the door?" Edgar looked at the man, slightly confused. "Why?"

"We don't know either." The mob member said.

Edgar thought for a moment, before letting out an evil grin, terrifying Anya even more. "Well, maybe we could use her to lure Twilight in here. Then I'll have the pictures of the Minister's wig in exchange for this girl."

"Boss." Another mob member cut in. "Maybe we should give up on the wig thing."

Edgar hummed and closed his eyes for a second. He whipped out his silenced pistol from his coat pocket then shot the guy who spoke in the head, ending his life.

The mob leader concealed his pistol back. "Transparency is essential in government. Toupees are a no-go. Besides, the Minister is a traitor who's secretly backing the west. Anyone who advocates for a traitor is themselves a traitor."

Anya looked at the weapon, horrified of what she had seen. 'A pistol that doesn't make a sound... Real life bad guys!'

A lookout spots a car coming to a halt in front of their hideout and alerts the rest. "Boss, Nguyen and his guys are back from the apartment!"