There will be explicit content down the line but this story isn't going to be based around it. Basically, expect a LOT of fluff. Neo being a flirty little shit who loves finding ways to make a certain poor boy blush, and said poor boy trying his best to understand what the hell to do. And yes. Again. EVENTUAL explicit content.

Anyway, ENJOY!

Chapter 1

All she wanted was some damn ice-cream!

Opening her two-tone eyes, she stared at the ceiling above her. It was a plain a ceiling as any, painted a creamy white and having the occasional wisp of a cobweb in one of the four corners or hanging from the chocolate coloured lamp located dead centre of the room. It was a sight she saw most days, but frankly it always seemed to make her smile. Because seeing this sight brought a single word to the forefront of her mind.

Home.

Neo sat up with a silent yawn, she expected to do a lot today, so she had to force herself to move. Before she even attempted to leave the warm cocoon that was her bed though, she had a task to complete. Moving to the small chest of drawers beside her oversized bed, she opened the top one to retrieve her trusty hairbrush for it was key to complete said task; tame the wild main of bed head currently atop her head.

Many silent swears and annoyed grunts later, her hair was perfect again, shown to her in the tall mirror facing her from the opposite side of the room. She took in her the sight of her fixed hairdo. The left side of her head covered in silky brown hair the colour of milk chocolate which cascaded down her back. In a stark contrast her right ride was a vibrant pink with shades of a ghostly white, she assumed this was the reason her uncle had chosen her name. a bit on the nose but she loved it all the same.

Now came the hard part. Getting out of bed. God the feeling of soft cotton on a thick as hell quilt around her with a mass of pillows so soft she felt she felt she was lying on air was a horrible thing to have to leave.

Why? Why do you torture me so!? She asked the bed who, as expected, didn't give her an answer.

She dragged her tired body through the maze of clothes, high-heeled boots, empty ice-cream tubs that Roman would remind her had been there since Monday, it was currently Saturday, and of course a heavy assortment of various things she had stolen in the last month. They weren't exactly the stuff of legend that would fetch a high price on the black market. Hell, they probably wouldn't even fetch a couple Lien. But to Neo, they were all precious, plastic rings and tiara that had once belonged to a princess outfit that she decided didn't need them. A lava lamp, with glowing red bubbles of goo in a pink liquid floating up and down lazily. A few pairs of glasses of varying shades and designs, going from normal and quite formal looking to downright weird and wonderful. All had once belonged to rich snob families that didn't deserve them in her moat grandiose opinion.

Going to her fluorescent pink wardrobe, Neo donned her regular outfit that consisted of a white jacket with pink highlights on the lapels and cuffs, cutting off just below her bust at the front while carrying on in an almost coat like fashion on her back half, past her waist and down onto her thighs. A figure hugging, brown corset underneath to fill the area around her torso that the jacket didn't cover. She didn't particularly care what people thought of her wearing something like this in public, if she wanted to wear a corset, she would wear a freaking corset! Showing off her hips, she wore a fairly loose pair of combat trousers, held up by one large belt that just about added enough support to keep them up while allowing her to move freely as she pleased. Hanging off her right hip was a secondary belt designed to hold her parasol, so she didn't have to keep hold of her favourite possession all the time. From her knees downwards, she dragged on her boots that buttoned up along the side and tipped with black leather that reflected the dull light of the lamp beside her. To add to her perfectly normal height, her boots had large heels that made it so she was able to just about reach the top of the freezer in the kitchen where Roman kept his ice-cream behind the frozen peas and sweetcorn, she often found it funny how he thought he could try and keep the delicious, frozen substance hidden from her. This, after falling over a couple times while attempting to get used to the feeling of being about five inches taller than usual again, was checked off her list of things she expected to do today.

She left the pit she lovingly called her room, moving past the various doors in her apartment, that included one for Roman's room, one for the toilet that stank of his crappy after-shave and finally one that lead to the living area and attached kitchen. She silently, naturally of course, made her way to the counter to find a note on the side that had read;

Sup, Short Stack

Had to head out for the day to meet with the client, left some Lien on the side as an apology so you can get something as a treat, see you later

Roman

P.S. DON'T TOUCH MY ICE-CREAM!

After throwing the letter into the trash, smiling at the foolish man's mock threat, she decided to just be a tiny bit mean by only taking a single scoop of triple chocolate glory.

Pulling open the freezer in a dramatic manner, she felt her finger tips reach pay dirt as they made contact with the lid of her prize. Wrenching it from It's icy prison, Neo tore the lid off and with a flick of her wrist a spoon flew from the sleeve of her jacket.

It was heavenly in Its' deliciousness. The way the chocolate flowed into her mouth, the saltiness of the caramel. The cream slightly spilling out of her mouth as she tried to swallow it all in one go... it suddenly occurred to Neo exactly what she was doing, growing a faint blush on her porcelain skin.

Putting the pot down rather quickly, she decided now was the best time to not focus on the fact she basically gave a blowjob to ice cream, instead she headed for the door, grabbing her parasol that hung by it as she did.

Walking through the halls she giggled to herself as she watched the other tenants, made up of the scum of the earth from murderers to thieves and even a few people with plans to take over the world, dove into their rooms as she sauntered through. She was the Neapolitan scented terrorthat struck horror into the eyes of all who saw her. She loved it.

The only person she needed in her life was her uncle. Roman was weird, obsessed with his hair and his eye liner and she swore she heard him having a conversation with his gun-cane once... But he was always there for her. He was the one person on this crappy planet that Neo could honestly say she could trust. Sure, she liked a couple people other than him; a few of his henchman were nice and respectful to her, a few of the other thieves in the area were always open with her when they found a job that was too difficult for them to accomplish and then was a certain group of people she always had the time to be nice to. The rest of these chumps though? They could kiss her perfect ass!

Dancing down the stairs in a style reminiscent of a weird lady that was a nanny to some stupid kids in a movie she had watched the other night, she jumped the last one and heard her heels clack against the cracked floor tiles as she landed.

Spotting the nervous looking guard at the door she let out another evil grin. The man was huge, carrying a massive battle axe on his back and was covered in tattoos full of images of death and Grimm. Yet when he saw the girl that barely came up to his chest, he was clearly terrified.

The last time he had tried to stop her for a security check, she had flashed him a sweet smile before snapping all the fingers in his extended hand.

Moving out of the way with haste, he let her pass through the doors without looking at her, unconsciously moving his still healing hand away as she did.

Heh. Oh, I can tell today is going to be fun! She mentally laughed, placing her hand daintily on the rusted door handle and turning it as she left for the day of fun she was sure to have. Be it stealing something shiny or finding a new Ice cream shop she just had a feeling something amazing was going to happened today.

Sauntering through the dirty streets which were lovingly covered in garbage bags, broken pieces of glass and the occasional couch on the sidewalk, Neo couldn't help but smile at how weird she must have looked. A set of, near, perfectly clean and posh looking clothes, a fancy and deceitfully dangerous looking weapon. (Yes, her lovely and beautiful parasol was indeed a weapon. The handle could detach into a rather sleek and stab-happy, thrusting sword. Whereas the main part was a very effective shield, able to deflect an Ursa's paw swipe with ease) and a complete set of teeth, something not many people had in this part of Vale.

She loved it all, the sights, the sounds, the smells... okay maybe not the smells. There did seem to be a constant smell of either sick or some kind of drug in the air no matter where you were in this place, It showed that this place was just as alive as the rest of Vale. That the people here were alive and fighting for each day.

As she neared the street that split her little corner of heaven from the rest of the town, Neo felt a tug on her wrist. Reacting on instinct, she spun around and laid a hand on the handle of her weapon, ready to skewer whoever had tried to grab at her. She would make this cruel, evil, blood thirsty... kid?

In clothes that would barely pass as rags and covered head to toe in dirt and muck, stood a tall and gaunt little girl with dirty blonde hair and pale green eyes. Said eyes were looking at her in terror, the kid backing up slowly as if she was a rabid Beowulf just waiting for her to try and run.

Neo realised what was going on quickly and smacked her palm into her forehead.

It's just a kid, genius! She mentally shouted at herself. Poor girl is probably after some food...

Neo wasn't exactly what anyone could describe as a soft person, but the sight of the little girl got to her as little. Kids were one of her weaknesses. A weakness she wasn't exactly ashamed of.

Moving her hand away from her weapon, Neo gently lowered herself down slightly. The girl was only a little shorter than her, annoyingly she only seemed to be in her very early teens or even less. Offering an apologetic smile, Neo offered the hand that had originally been holding her weapon to be shaken by the still frightened little girl.

The girl looked apprehensive at taking the hand of the woman that had looked so threatening just moments before, backing up slightly more.

Ooooookay… so I may or may not have just scared the crap out of some innocent little girl. Great Neo. Aren't you just a little ray of hope in the crap-tastic world? She mocked to herself, she had no quarrels about beating the crap out of some self-serving asshole who could clearly help themselves if they would just get off their ass. Or some fucker who thought they could just take from the weak and old, Neo especially loved it when she met one of those kinds of people. It was fun to steal their stuff for a change. But kids and people who couldn't not wouldn't work, were different. They couldn't help their situation if they came on hard times. She knew that better than most people.

Hrmmm… Ah! What does every little kid like? Candy!

She congratulated herself on her intelligence. She was so smart sometimes she surprised herself!

Reaching into one of the many pockets she had sown into her outfit, she produced a strawberry flavoured lollipop. The girls' eyes lit up at the sight of the treat, gently she took a step forward, moving her grimy and scratched up hand towards the item being offered to her. About a hands length from the candy, her hand stopped. She looked nervous again.

Guess living in places like this, kids learn early that taking candy from strangers was a bad idea

Rolling her eyes with a smile, neo did the next best thing to handing her the sweet. Grabbing a small, paper napkin from another hidden pocket, she put it on the ground and placed the lollipop on top of it.

After doing so, she took a step back and raised her hands into the air in a show of not being a threat to her.

Seeing her opportunity, the girl darted forwards and took the treat in a flash that was quick even by Neo's standards.

The candy was out of its' wrapper just as quickly and the girl popped it into her mouth in pure joy.

Neo honestly doubted that the girl had ever had something even close to candy before. Something along the lines of stale bread crusts and gruel seemed more accurate.

With a big smile, the girl turned around and moved towards a woven wicker basket that had clearly seen better days if you looked at the small holes and the signs of rot in the wood. From inside the pitiful thing, the girl took out a small daisy and made a motion of offering it to her.

It honestly took Neo by surprise slightly, but she took it happily from the girl, giving a joke curtsey as thanks for the little plant, it got the desired effect of making the girl giggle happily. It smelled nice and frankly looked to be in pretty good condition, so she decided to place it in her hair, just above her left ear. Raising her hands and turning her head to show off her new accessory, she gave the girl an expectant look.

"You look really pretty!" she laughed, before popping the lollipop back into her mouth.

In leu of her recent praise, Neo made a show of placing her right hand onto her cheek and a waving motion with her left, pretending to be embarrassed by the girls' opinion.

"Ummm… sorry if I'm being mean but… why don't you talk?" she asked inquisitively, her head to the side and one eyebrow raised in question.

Ah. Well that's a story I can't tell a kid Neo thought, not wanting to send the girl screaming down the nearest road in fear. Meh, may as well just tell the part that won'tscare the living crap out of her.

Resting her haunches, Neo raised her head slightly, showing off her slender neck. She pointed a finger to her throat and pointed her finger at the general area a voice box should be. Then she gave a thumb down motion and blew raspberries at the little girl who laughed in only the way a child could.

"Hope it gets better soon miss!" she grinned, like all the tri coloured girl needed was her wishes.

If only it was that easy Neo thought sarcastically but smiled all the same and gave her a nod.

Reaching back into her coat of many pockets, Neo produced a small amount of Lien and pointed back at the basket the girl had originally gotten her flower out of.

"That's a lot of money!" she cried, the stick of the now non-existent lollipop falling to the ground. It really wasn't. Neo could just about afford a bottle of booze with the amount she held, but to the girl it may as well have been a treasure trove. "You can have the whole basket and the basket if you want!"

Neo shook her head with a small smile. Instead she pointed at the daisy and raised a single finger to the girl.

"B-But that's too much! I can't take it for just a flower!" the girl shouted, trying the grab the basket to give Neo the whole thing but a gentle hand on her shoulder stopped her. Using her other hand, she took a pink flower she didn't know the name of and put it in place next to the other one, before popping the Lien into her basket.

The girl looked about ready to cry at Neo's gesture, but instead she dived in and gave her a tight hug. Neo wasn't exactly good at hugs. She didn't like them at all if she was being frank. The most she ever wanted from her uncle was a simply pat on the shoulder or at most a ruffling of her hair if she was in a good mood. But she suffered through it to make the girl happy.

As she did, Neo found a distraction from the horror that was hugs in the form of making a very clear death glare at the small group of adults that had gathered. Fuckers probably came to steal the Lien, Neo had just given her. Raising a finger to her neck, Neo made it perfectly clear that the person who tried to steal this little girls' money would meet a very painful end. The message clear, they dispersed quickly and moved back into the shoddy buildings around them.

In the distance, the bonging of a clock could be heard suddenly. Just as suddenly the girl let go and gave a slightly shocked expression.

"I gotta go! The other kids will be waiting for me!" she exclaimed, picking up her basket and while retrieving and clutching the Lien tightly in her hand, she turned back to Neo and gave her biggest smile yet. "Thank you! Me and the others are gonna eat like rich people tonight!" she shouted giddily, running at shocking speed through the murky streets. Neo watched her go until she was completely out of sight.

With a sigh and smile she got up and resumed her quest for fun and frozen treats!

The rest of Neo's day was going by uneventfully. Wandering through the more well-off areas of Vale, she simply walked around a bit, sucking on another lollipop she had hidden somewhere in her seemingly bottomless coat. While she liked her turf, it was still nice to walk about without thinking someone was going to try and knife you for whatever you had.

It was precisely two hours into her walk when she spotted something that made her mouth water.

Nestled in between a building selling electronics and another one that sold cookies, an inferior treat compared to what lay before her. A new ice-cream parlour! So new they still had the grand opening sign in the window!

HAH! I knew my good deed for the day wouldn't go unnoticed by the ice-cream gods! Ooo I can smell my pretties form here!

Moving at similar speed to the girl from before, Neo burst into the shop in glee and jumped into the nearest booth, scaring more than a few of the customers as she did.

A rather nervous looking waiter approached her and offered her a menu with a slightly shaky hand. It wasn't every day that a pink, brown and white, whirlwind of a girl burst into your shop so quickly that the door slammed into the wall next to it.

Happily taking the menu, she reclined into her seat on the large leather bench set with a table in front of it, before another bench met it on the other side.

The place wasn't overly posh, more homey and cheery than anything. With ice-cream themed lights and old-timey flare on pretty much everything from the list of flavours on the big black board behind the counter, to be used if you were too stupid to sit down and just enjoy the feeling of being in ice-cream heaven, to the waiters and waitresses themselves who were wearing colourful formal shirts and trousers/skirts alongside bow ties and a permanently cheery grin, though it could be noted that they all looked much less cheery after Neo's entrance. The cherry on top had to be the deep and delicious scent that was the oh so perfect aroma of the hundreds of pots of ice-cream that were tantalisingly close behind a large metal freezer door.

Taking a close look at the menu, she peered through the list of choices. Double, fudge chocolate? Triple strawberry delight? Rum and Raisin? They and all the other flavours looked appealing, too appealing even if she were honest with herself. It was making it hard for her to choose what she wanted!

As she pondered on her dilemma, Neo heard a sudden crash and the breaking of glass from behind her.

"Everybody on the ground or we'll shoot!" came a thunderous boom of a man's voice.

There in the doorway, stood a group of men with rifles and blades. They all wore simple two-piece, black suits with accents of red and fedoras atop their angry looking faces.

Juniors' guys? Here? Seriously the guy must have been lending out muscle to even the lowest of the low if they were robbing ice-cream shops! Hell no. these assholes weren't going to ruin this ice-cream shop! At least not until she had tried all the flavours…

Standing in a threatening manner, she drew her parasol and unsheathed the blade from it. Holding it casually at her side as put on her favourite facial expression. A sadistic yet cocky smile.

She sauntered up to them as they pointed their guns at the terrified staff and customers, one was grabbing money from the safe while the rest made sure no one made a run for it.

As she neared, one of the thugs' heads jerked upwards, taking notice of the short girl with the scary smile and blade at her hip.

Neo expected him to recoil in terror or realise who she was and cancel the heist immediately. Junior knew about the little psychopaths' love for all things sugary and cold and would have doubtlessly informed his higher-ranking goons of what she was capable of.

Instead, to her great shock and confusion, he grinned darkly and aimed his rifle at her menacingly.

"Lookie here boys!" he laughed, gaining the attention of the other men who also gained rather unsettling smiles as they spotted the now less confident seeming girl in front of them. "I told you if we hit enough of these shops we'd find the little shit at some point!"

Welp. Crap. They weren't after just the money in the cash register then. What the hell did I do to get these guys to come after me?... scratch that I probably make a new enemy with every step I take these days… she thought chastising herself for her seemingly incredible ability get other crooks angry at her.

Moving into a more combat ready stance, she made it clear that she was prepared to turn their insides into their outsides if they tried anything. Normally it would have been enough to make any foe wary. But instead the men seemed to find her display of aggression hilarious.

"Look, shorty" the clear leader grinned, she took notice that he had a few gold teeth among the yellowing mass of calcium in his mouth. A large and angry looking burn on his left cheek was another identifying characteristic of the otherwise plain looking man. "Put down the fancy umbrella and we promise not to hurt you… much. Our boss wants to meet you, seems you managed to piss them off royally at some point and they want some revenge. If you come quietly I can promise you a quick and almost painless trip to whatever little corner of hell they have reserved for you"

In response he got a mocking look from the now angry Neo. Before she had simply been annoyed that they had dared to enter this holy place of creamy glory. Now though? Now they had decided to bring her height into the equation. That was a line only one man got away with crossing and he was probably smoking a cigar and musing about what rich snob to rob next right now.

So instead of giving him the response he wanted. Neo showed him a certain finger on her hand holding her blade and activated her semblance. Making it appear that she had disappeared into thin air.

A grunt of annoyance came from the burned man as he made a motion with his hands to have two of the three men he had with him follow while the third stayed to keep the now terrified and confused hostages in check.

Moving silent as a cat, Neo crept up on the leader from behind, intending to slip between his lackies and deliver a quick and painful end to his time being conscious. She couldn't verywell kill him. His blood might get on some of the ice-cream.

As she approached her veil of glass, as she like to call her semblance, held firm. Hovering just a few centimetres over her body it bent the light in the room so that she was nigh invisible. She knew that if she so much as touched any of them it would shatter. But neo was very good at manoeuvring around people. It did help that she spent a good deal of her evenings off doing yoga to keep her as flexible and sexy as ever.

Not the time to start complimenting yourself dumbass she reminded herself, preparing to thwack the leader around the head with her now closed parasol.

It came as a shock then, when he seemed to tense for a moment and turned around with a grin as he delivered a punishing blow with the butt of his rifle to her stomach and flung her across the room, her veil shattering upon impact like a mirror hit with a hammer.

Groaning in silent pain, Neo spotted the aim of the guns just in time as they shot a few rounds her way. Diving for cover behind the nearest booth, she sat there in shock for the briefest of moments.

How the hell did he see me?! No one can see through my veil! I must have stepped on a dropped bowl or something. It's what I get for getting too into taking out a grade A, douchebag.

Taking in a controlled breath, Neo heard one of the men approaching her in cautious manner. This was her chance.

As the man grew near, Neo flung into action, locking the curved handle of her weapon around his neck, she gave him a smile before wrenching him forwards and landing a punch to his throat. The man gasping for air on the floor beside her showing he was incapable of defending himself gave Neo confidence. These guys weren't so tough! She could handle men like this easily. Toaster face, the name she had gifted to the leader, must have just gotten lucky with that hit.

Before throwing up her veil again, she delivered a swift kick to the head of the still gasping man, knocking him clean out for the foreseeable future.

Moving forwards slowly, she took stock of the situation. The hostages were being shoved into the nearby freezer room by the third goon. Doing this, he joined up with Toaster face and they marched forward. Clearly more careful after seeing one of their guys get taken out so quickly.

She knew she needed to take out their boss. The rest didn't seem too skilled and would probably think twice about trying to attack her if she took out their leader.

Taking a tentative step forwards towards her attackers, Toaster face twitched again and grew his shit eating grin.

"Left of the booth!" he bellowed, and they opened fire directly where Neo was crouched.

Moving quickly, Neo brought out her parasol and opened it quickly to block the incoming rounds. Unfortunately, she misjudged where the rounds were going and felt a few solid tumps hit into her already damaged aura. Blocking out the blunt trauma of the bullets hitting her spiritual shield, Neo charged forwards, holding her parasol out like a tower shield and her blade at the ready to stab forward. The man she was aiming for fired at her, briefly growing excited as the girl stumbled and fell as the rounds flew past her shield into her legs. This quickly turned to dread though as the girl seemed to shatter into nothingness less than a metre from him.

One could imagine his shock and surprise as he felt the cool touch of steel glide across his shoulder, before the sharp pain of metal cutting flesh ran through him. Turning with a pained shout he spotted the annoyed looking girl, her eyes he could have sworn were pink and brown before now black as night, wind up a kick before hitting him straight in the groin then axe kicking him sharply in the temple as he crumpled to the floor from his family jewels being oh so harmed.

Reacting too quickly for the remaining dicks to react themselves, she moved like water, appearing in front of the other grunt who was armed with a sword. Slicing her blade upwards, she knocked his weapon aside before closing her parasol and spinning in one swift movement. She delivered a punishing blow to the head of the finally scared looking man who went flying across the room to land in a heap next to sign for free samples for the shops grand opening,

As she spun to deal with Toaster face himself, it was Neo's turn again to be taken by surprise.

He had reacted rather well to the fact she had taken out the last of his men in less than 10 seconds flat, he had chosen to show how well he was dealing with the situation by punching her across the jaw and knocking her back a few paces. Not allowing this to slow her down, Neo smirked before throwing up her vail to make the image of her throwing a knife at his head.

Without even flinching, he let the image strike him and shatter to nothingness, leaving him completely unharmed.

"Heh… I thought they said you were good?" he mocked, releasing another burst of rounds that Neo easily deflected but in raising her defence, she failed to spot the leather encased heel aimed right at her guts. The blow was pinpoint and strong, hitting her straight in her kidney and sending agonising pain shooting through her.

Wait… it shouldn't hurt this much… oh crap…

Neo felt her aura fail as she struggled to stay upright from the punishing blow.

Long ago, Neo had realised that while she did have a powerful semblance and a lot of skill, her aura was rather weak and couldn't take that many hits compared to most fighters. It was why she liked to take the stealthy approach to things. Move in. Steal the goods and deal with any guards via a quick and efficient strike while remaining invisible to anyone thanks to her veil. Move out. It was simple yet effective. Hell, she could even take on any of the students of Beacon with ease so long as she wasn't too outnumbered, and she was prepared. While the numbers weren't the problem she definitely hadn't been prepared. Who expected to be attacked at a freaking ice-cream shop!? It didn't help that the guy she was fighting seemed to be able to predict her every move, even through her semblance! Frankly, she was a little bit scared right now. She could feel her black eyes turn white in fear.

Like hell she was going to let this guy know that though.

Standing up to her full, and still normal, height. She gave a slightly cocky grin and raised an eyebrow, indicating with her blade that all his henchmen were down while keeping her re-opened parasol in front of her should he try and shoot for her legs again.

"What? You thought I needed these clowns!?" he mocked, his rifle aimed at her steadily, not impressed with her show of skill. "I just needed some meat shields in case you were packing firearms. But let's face it. If you did… I doubt you wouldn't have used them by now" he grinned again. It was weird to think a grin could ever be seen as gross. But Toaster face pulled it off with little effort.

He had her there to be honest, she disliked carrying guns. They were clunky and loud, even with silencers and frankly would make it more difficult to pull off half the moves she did.

She confirmed his suspicions when she rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"Now I was told to only kill you if I had no choice, and since you are clearly not smart enough to come quietly and there's no way I could take you alive on my own… well I bet you know what choice that leaves me with" he snickered, making a sudden dart towards her. The gun firing rapidly as he did, forcing the girl to dodge left and right and even take a few rounds directly to her parasol. She'd forgotten just how much it hurt to feel the shock of the rounds as they bounced off the tougher than titanium cloth, without her aura she could feel every bullet that made contact, jarring through her arm.

Taking notice of his sudden close range, she swung her blade in a precise movement, slicing into the gun. He had clearly expected this though, wrenching the gun away and throwing her blade with it, causing her parasol to be thrown off centre as well.

*BANG*

She heard the shot before she felt it. So loud and cruel that it left a ringing through her ears. Then she felt the searing pain shooting through her abdomen. Looking down in shock she noticed a quickly expanding patch of red coming through her corset. Suddenly feeling weak, she stumbled backwards and landed heavily onto the base of a pillar. Looking up she spotted the secondary gun in the thug's left hand. He had been packing a pistol the entire time. He had been waiting for her to attack his weapon, so he could remove her own from the equation. That was when he had drawn his pistol. Firing a single shot straight into her guts.

Heh… of course such a stupid trick got me she darkly joked, fighting to not pass out from the pain.

He was looming over her now. The barrel of the gun level with her head.

"Oops. Looks like I couldn't take you alive. The boss is sure to be pissed but hey, at least you'll be out of their hair. So long tiny" he mocked, the wide grin plastered on his burned face.

In what she saw as her final moments, Neo thought of her uncle. How angry he would be with her for getting taken out like this. How much it would hurt his reputation. They were supposed to take on this world together. As a family. Now the idiot would be on his own. Just who the hell would he go to when he needed confirmation that he did indeed "look amazingly handsome"?

I'm sorry uncle…

*BONK*

Bonk was not the noise Neo had expected to hear in her final moments. No gun she had ever heard of made a "bonk" noise. Refocusing her bleary eyes, Neo was certain she was indeed dead.

Stood in front of her, with a metal ice-cream bowl in their hands, stood what had to be angel. They were shockingly tall, had a mass of hair as gold as sunlight atop their head and a pair of the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen. They were a deep shade of stormy blue and stared at her intensely.

Dropping the desert bowl, they dropped to their knees beside her and began to take off what she assumed was the black robes of the angel of death. Come to claim her wretched soul. Instead of wrapping her in eternal darkness however, the angel gently tipped her head forwards and placed the robes behind her head. At first, she was confused but quickly grew even more so when the angel seemed to shed a much smaller set of white robes and pressed them against her wound. She could faintly hear the angel calling to her, probably something ancient and profound about how horrible she had been in life and was going to hell for all the stuff she had stolen.

If she were in any state, Neo would have made a joke about how she was being tended to by a topless angle. But right now, it hurt to even try to smile.

As she watched the angel hold the white robe to her injury, any doubt Neo might have had about their divinity were wiped away as she noticed a bright light beginning to emanate from their hands and slowly envelope her body.

Here you are guys! Sorry about the long wait but writing two chapters at once while doing art commissions isn't exactly easy! Hope you all enjoy!

The song of her heart will be updated today/tomorrow evening! I will always finish a story once I start, it may just take me a while XD