(There'll be a change of chapter names because I'm not using my tab...so it'll be circles, not small squares (╥ω╥'))

** Third Person's P.O.V **

As Y/n ran past the corridor of the previous room, she dodged a lot of security guards. She's suddenly starting to get nervous somehow, that meant her hair's gonna glow just a little bit. That rarely happens because she doesn't know how to make her glow. “Stop her!” One of the guards shouted. She tried to fit in every small gap they left for her to escape, there she found a fire exit. Right now, as she ran for it. She could hear them pull out their guns, one of them clicked in a second. She dodges it as it almost hit her cheek.

“Great.” She mutters. Then, a flash of bullets aimed right for her but she dodged it. Most of the bullets aimed for her direction which meant her only escape was just to back flip into the air as high as she can because it was an opening. “Nice try.” She salutes and breaks a nearby window.

Landing with both her feet, she ran to the gate around the house, unseen. Bullets still aimed for her around some corners which took time to find the gate. She came across the garage, but the problem is. She can't jump over the walls because they're too high. She looked around her surroundings, she spotted some rope and a dozens fishing rod hooks. She grinned, taking every thing that can distract and block the security guards, she started to tie every individual hook to the rope.

Once she finished in a matter of just minutes, he security guards came running on— thumb tacks, paper pins(you know those pins that have pointy-tip like needle?) And some nails, all head down while the points upward. With this, she took her time to hook the wall up and try to hike up the wall without any rocks supporting her every step on the wall.

She's light weight, so she finally got up only to find that some security guards did not fall for her trap. Cursing under her breath, she jumps down before they could shoot her anymore with bullets. The alarm just came off and she ran to the next street, unseen.

While running, she ran up some stairs in apartment buildings that she has access to. While doing so, she ran up to the building where she trained assassination ever since she was just a child. Breathing a sigh of relief, plopping face first down on her bed.

“Finally, I escaped.”