A/n: Hello everyone Knightmare here and welcome back to R.E.D. I hope that most of you enjoyed last Chapter/Prologue cause there will be more of this coming. I really enjoyed making some “Original” thing every once in a while but if no one reads them.....then I guess it doesn't matter.

PS: stevethealbino plz stop calling RED “Bart” he’s not THAT evil……..he’s a good guy…….sorta……I think……….he’s a bounty hunter. What do you expect? Anyway, let’s get on with the chapter.

Oh, and another thing………I’ve never been to Miami (especially in winter) and just saw some images online so………if the description is awful…….I apologize in advance.

3RD person POV Miami

We watch the beautiful city of Miami in night from above as it is covered all white with snow and decorated with beautiful lights as everyone in the street is happy and are enjoying themselves. Why? Because it’s Christmas of course, and who wouldn’t be happy in such a jolly holiday? Especially a very satisfied bounty hunter who just got back home after another successful contract. You may think that bounty hunters and assassins all have a secret lair, where they stay low for a while or at least have an apartment in a really bad neighborhood that the cops won’t really pay attention to. That is partially true……for most bounty hunters at least. For (Y/N)/RED he had a penthouse in one of the best neighborhoods in the city (I don’t know what I’m saying okay? Just role with it) Though he was happy he was also tired after 18 hours of driving on his bike. For now, he was laying on his couch from tiredness. He started the trip at 10 pm and got home at 6 pm

(Y/N) : man………maybe it was better to stay there and enjoy myself a little longer, then come back home on a plane. But nope, my crazy ass had to come home right away. Now I’m talking to myself in an empty penthouse. *sigh* oh well.

He just laid there and fell fast asleep on the couch without even getting out of his bounty hunter suit. He slept for 12 hours and woke up at 6 am with the sun light shining on his face. He groaned as he got up from the couch and opened his eyes.

(Y/N) : man………I seriously have to buy a private jet or something so I can get to places easily.

He went to the kitchen and put some coffee beans in the coffee maker as he put a cup under it. He waited for a minute or two for the coffee to get ready. When the coffee got ready and was poured into his cup he took a sip from it and smiled in satisfaction.

(Y/N) : ahhh……there’s no way better to start the day than with a cup of hot coffee……especially when you have shit ton of things to do.

When he was finished with his coffee he put the cup in the dishwashing machine along with some other dirty dishes.

(Y/N) : maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea to hire some maids. They can take care of the place……and when they’re free………maybe they can take care of their master as well......nah……it’ll be too much trouble. I can do all of it myself……if my lazy ass allows me.

He chuckled at himself as he went to his room and started striping out of his bounty hunter suit and went to take a shower. After 10 minutes he came out of the shower and wore a black tuxedo and put on some colored contact lenses to hide his red eye. Funny thing……even the people who have seen his face cannot remember him without his red eye. Well……can you truly blame them? At first glance they’d remember him but when they see that he doesn’t have the red eye they’d just shrug it off. After he got ready he went downstairs to his garage and got in one of his favorite cars.

(Y/N) : time to go for a ride.

He got in his car and started driving in the streets of Miami where he saw some people being happy and enjoying themselves in the holidays. As he was driving he turned on the radio and unsurprisingly it was talking about what happened in the Empire State two days ago.

Radio Reporter : even after 2 days after the assassination of Diana Vale at the Empire State shock is still spread around New York city. This killer known only as “R.E.D” is being hunted down by the police force.

Police Commissioner : we’re still looking for this scum bag and I can assure all of you that the police will not stand by and watch as the innocent are being killed by this “R.E.D”. it doesn’t matter if people call him a demon, he’s still as vulnerable as any human can be.

Radio Reporter : though the murderer “R.E.D” is infamous for being one of the most lethal bounty hunters in the world, Jonathan Black, Diana Vale’s Fiancé has put a high bounty on R.E.D and has said the following.

Jonathan : I don’t care how or when or by whom he’s killed. The only thing I care right now is that I get his rotting corpse at my door. Anyone who brings his corpse to me will get 20 million dollars and if I get him half dead but still breathing I will reward them with 100 million extra.

(Y/N) : *sighs and turns off the radio* man I’ve been through this shit so many times that I don’t even care about it anymore. Oh well……this pretty boy is gonna forget about her like the rest did in a month or two then I can get another contract and make some more money. No one’s even that crazy to come after me anyway……unless it’s Johnny Speed demon. That idiot is gonna get himself killed. I just kill but that douchebag goes as far as to rape his female victims……which is all the time. The poor girl was lucky the speed demon didn’t catch and I did………or else she’d be in his basement as he put a baby in her. *shivers* even the thought of it makes me sick.

Suddenly Michael’s phone answered an unknown call without (Y/N) even doing anything. Perhaps his phone was hacked.

??? : oh, come on. I know you’re not saying it from bottom of your heart.

(Y/N) : yes, I did Johnny. Now stop hacking into my phone. It’s not cool you know.

Johnny : you’re never fun. But seriously……...why the fuck can’t I find any porn websites from your phone?

(Y/N) : because not everyone is a creep like you. I don’t need to watch porn when I get laid every single night with a hot chick. Sometimes milfs too.

Johnny : you know that I’ll be waiting for that 120 mills right? Unless you have a counter offer.

(Y/N) : yeah, I got one. Your life. How’s that?

Johnny : you think you can beat me kid? The speed demon?

(Y/N) : I got my own ways. You always rely on bombs and toxic gasses and all that shit. but I got the antidote for all of your gasses. Even your best sleeping gas.

Johnny : maybe you got the antidotes for those……but do you have an antidote for death?

(Y/N) : yeah……my looks.

Johnny : you kidding me right?

(Y/N) : nope.

Johnny : you’re not that good looking you know.

(Y/N) : I’m more good looking than you.

Johnny : in your dreams

(Y/N) : what was that? Oh, hang on……I’m go- *makes glitch voices* to a- *more glitchy voices* I-

Johnny : don’t you fucking dar-*(Y/N) throws the phone out of the car window*

(Y/N) : my god does he talk too much. Now I gotta buy a new phone thanks to him. Okay……let’s see here….I have nothing else to do so…...lets go and check the kids in the orphanage.

(Y/N) turned the car and drove towards an orphanage. He always goes to an orphanage and makes the kids happy with some gifts. On his way he went to several toy stores and libraries to buy some books and toys for the kids. And on the way he stopped at a costume shop and bought a Santa costume to wear.

(Y/N) : the kids are gonna love this.

On his way to the orphanage Michael made a final stop to buy something special for special little girl. He drove to the orphanage while listening to some music.

(I love this song)

(Y/N) : damn I love this song. But let’s listen to something else for a change.

(Y/N) : oh, hell yeah.

He listened to his music until he got to the orphanage. There he parked his car in the parking lot and exited his car with a bag full of presents for the kids over his shoulder. He made his way to the entrance and opened it with his free hand and went in. Once inside he was greeted by the children’s care taker and old and kind woman by the name of Dania.

Dania : good morning (Y/N). It’s good to see you here again……and late for Christmas……as usual.

(Y/N) : I’m truly sorry Dania. You know how busy I can get with my work.

Dania : yes, I know. No matter……the important thing is that you came……and with presents I see.

(Y/N) : yeah. I bought these for the kids. I can’t stand to see kids without present on Christmas.

Dania : you truly have a kind heart. The children will be really happy. Especially little Sophie……she stayed awake all night just to see Santa.

(Y/N) : then I guess I’m giving her a double gift.

Dania : you didn’t do what I think you did, did you?

(Y/N) : depends on what you mean. I know that I bought a Santa costume to wear.

Dania : you did. *sigh* guess I can’t persuade you out of it now can I?

(Y/N) : nope.

Dania : then at least go and wear it. The kids are gonna wake up at any moment. Go go.

(Y/N) : yes Ma’am.

(Y/N) then picked up his bag of presents and went to Dania’s office and changed into his Santa costume.

(Y/N) : the kids are gonna love it.

After he was finished wearing the costume he put a pillow under the coat so he would look fat like the real Santa.

(Y/N) : perfect

He then waited just to hear the kids’ voices so he would come out. He waited for twenty minutes before hearing Dania waking up some of the kids.

Dania : David…...wake up. It’s Christmas.

David : Christmas was two days ago. Let me sleep.

Dania : oh, I get it……you don’t want to see Santa Claus.

David : Santa Claus isn’t real.

(Y/N) saw it as a signal and went out of the office and onto the bedroom.

(Y/N) : *Santa impression* HO HO HO! Merry Christmas!

As soon as he said those words every single kid in the orphanage got out of their beds screaming in joy and charged at (Y/N) who welcomed all of them with open arms and a hug. At the end of the horde of excited kids was a little girl maybe 8 or 9 years old, with black long hair who had heterochromia. Her name was Sophie and she was as excited as others to see Santa.

Sophie : is that Santa? I wanna see. I wanna see.

She tried to go through the other kids but she was pushed back by a boy named John. John was the same age as Sophie and he always called her a freak or beat her up because of her eyes.

John : go away you freak. You don’t deserve to talk to Santa.

What John said hurt Sophie really bad to the point that she was at the verge of crying. (Y/N) despite being surrounded by loud and excited children saw that and wasn’t pleased about it. He walked towards Sophie, knelt down so he could be on her level and put a hand on her shoulder.

(Y/N) : *Santa voice* hello Sophie.

Sophie looked up a little and as soon as she saw “Santa” in front of her she couldn’t help but hug him. A hug that Michael accepted.

John : hey! Why are you hugging that freak? She doesn’t deserve that.

(Y/N) : *turns back to look at John* she deserves it more than you. you were such a naughty boy this year……so you won’t get any presents this year.

John : what?! Just because I called her a freak?!

(Y/N) : yes. You might think that she’s a freak or she looks ugly with her eyes……but I think they’re beautiful.

Sophie : you think so Santa?

(Y/N) : I know so.

Sophie : how?

(Y/N) : cause I’m Santa.

John : what’s so beautiful about those eyes? They’re weird.

(Y/N) : see John? That’s why you didn’t get any presents last year……and this year.

John : you know what? I don’t want your present. If you’re gonna give a present to that freak……then I don’t want anything. Right guys?

??? : actually……I always thought they’re cool.

(Y/N) looked and from the crowd saw a little girl with white short hair and blue eyes came out of the crowd and hugged Sophie.

??? : hey Sophie. You okay?

Sophie : yeah Ashely. I’m fine.

(Y/N) : so, you are the Ashely I’ve heard about.

Ashely : yes, I am. By the way……what did you hear?

(Y/N) : well……I heard that you’re pretty good friends with Sophie. Is that true?

Ashely : of course. *smiles in a cute way* we’re BFFs.

Sophie : yeah!

(Y/N) : that’s good. Sophie needs someone like you. you two must protect each other alright?

Ashley & Sophie : yes sir!

(Y/N) : good……so……who’s ready to get their present from Santa?

All the kids cheered as they followed Michael to the Christmas tree they had at the end of the hall of the dorm. Michael sat on a chair that Dania brought him and one by one gave presents so some of the kids while the others, who he knew were bullies didn’t get anything. And at the end it was Sophie’s turn to receive a gift from Santa.

(Y/N) : alright Sophie……it’s your turn to get your gift.

Sophie : thanks Santa……but……I guess I already got my gift when I became friends with Ashely.

(Y/N) : aww……that’s so sweet of you. but come on……do you really want to turn Santa down? On Christmas?

Sophie : *giggles* I guess not.

(Y/N) chuckled and gave a small box to Sophie who opened it to see a pair of colored contact-lenses.

(Y/N) : so……do you like them?

Sophie : I like them……but I don’t think I need them.

(Y/N) : are you sure?

Sophie : yes……I am. I love my eyes the way they are.

(Y/N) : very well then. *get up from the chair* alright kids……Santa must get back to the north pole to get some sleep and get ready for next year. I’ll see you kids later.

Everyone : bye Santa!

(Y/N) : bye kids!

(Y/N) got out of the orphanage and entered Dania’s office through a window and changed into his suit. While putting on his clothes he couldn’t help but smile because of Sophie finding friends. Sophie meant the world to him………yet he wasn’t brave enough to adopt her. After a couple of minutes, he finally got out of Dania’s office and saw the kids playing with each other and even letting Sophie play with them. It brought a smile on his lips to see Sophie blending in with kids just fine and not like him.

Dania : you did a great job today.

(Y/N) : yeah. I know. She looks happy here.

Dania : yes, she is. Since Ashely came here she could persuade the others that she’s a kid like them and could make them play with her. And……when did she say she wanted colored contacts?

(Y/N) : remember when I took the kids to the mall and they told Santa what they wanted?

Dania : yes, I do.

(Y/N) : Sophie said that she wants her eyes to be a different color. So……I bought her some contact lenses. I can’t do magic……and the surgery is too risky……for any age. So……that seemed like a good idea.

Dania : I know (Y/N). Since the day you brought Sophie to this orphanage you’ve been like a father and a protector to her……why not make it official?

(Y/N) : I told you before Dania……I’m not ready to adopt a kid? I don’t think I’ll ever be.

Dania : you know what you need?

(Y/N) : what?

Dania : a good wife to discipline you……and a hobby.

(Y/N) : I have plenty of hobbies.

Dania : *whispers* I meant except vaginas.

(Y/N) : keep it down will you?! we’ll talk about it in your office. Right now……I gotta check on my girl.

(Y/N) then went to where the kids were playing and made his way through the happy kids who were playing with their new toys to Ashely and Sophie who were playing with their dolls.

(Y/N) : hey girls.

Ashely & Sophie : (Y/N)!

The two girls jumped and hugged (Y/N) who hugged them back.

Sophie : I missed you.

(Y/N) : I know Sophie. I missed you too. and how are you Ashely?

Ashely : I’m fine (Y/N) . Me and Sophie saw Santa.

(Y/N) : really?! When?

Sophie : *giggles* you just missed him. He came and gave everyone presents.

(Y/N) : really? Did he give you a present too?  or were you a naughty girl this year.

Sophie : no. I was a really good girl. He gave me a present……but Ashely was the only present I needed.

(Y/N) : aww…………that’s so cute. Have I ever told you that you’re the cutest girl I’ve ever seen?

Sophie : *giggles* every time you visit.

(Y/N) : then I’ll say it again……you’re the cutest girl I’ve seen in my whole life.

Dania : hey kids.

Sophie & Ashely : hi Dania.

Dania : I see that you’re having fun……but……me and (Y/N) need to talk about important things.

Ashley & Sophie : okay Dania. Goodbye (Y/N)/bye dad. I mean (Y/N).

The two girls ran off while Sophie face-palmed for calling (Y/N) “dad”

(Y/N) : dad?

Dania : see……even now she considers you as her father. Why can’t you just accept it and adopt her?

(Y/N) : can we talk in your office? We have more privacy there.

Dania : of course.

The two then went to Dania’s office as Dania sat behind her desk and (Y/N) sat on one of the chairs.

Dania : so……tell me……why is it that you don’t want to adopt Sophie?

(Y/N) : you know better Dania……my life is a dangerous one.

Dania : I know. I was once a bounty hunter too……so was Jack.

(Y/N) : oh……here we go again. “Jack had the same life as me but he still took me in” yeah yeah yeah, I get it. You all can stop repeating that.

Dania : but it’s the truth (Y/N). He raised you as his own while he was being hunted down himself by the CIA and Interpol. You want to honor him? do what he did and take that child as your own.

(Y/N) : I……I need to think about it.

Dania : you know when was the last time you said that? 4 years ago, when you brought Sophie here for the first time. You said that you’d think about it……do you really think about it?

(Y/N) : yes……every second that I’m (Y/N) and not RED I’m thinking about it……but as soon as I put on the mask……I remember why this will be a bad idea. I don’t want her life to be like mine. I don’t want her to be a bounty hunter so she can be hunted down by wealthy sons of bitches who are looking for revenge. 

Dania : *sigh* I have to admit something……you’re an exact copy of Jack……that’s what’s scaring me the most. If you’re not going to listen to the old care taker of an orphanage……at least listen to an old bounty hunter. Try not to waste your life collecting bounties……or else……the bounties will come for you.

(Y/N) : thanks for the advice Viper. But……I just don’t think I’m ready.

Dania : as I said……an exact copy of Jack. I’ll ready the papers for you just in case you were done “thinking”. Oh, and another advice……I know that being a playboy is your style and all but……you better find yourself a decent girlfriend. Then you won’t need the “bonus” from your female clients.

(Y/N) : hmmm……nope. The second advice is going straight to the trash can. But the first one……it was pure gold. The second one……not so much. Anyway *gets up from his seat* I’ll better be going. Got more bounties to collect. Fare well old Viper.

Dania : be careful out there RED. People will come for you.

(Y/N) : don’t worry……I will.

(Y/N) went out of the office, said goodbye to the kids and Sophie and then left the orphanage. He drove back to his home thinking about what Dania said……no not getting a girlfriend……but adopting Sophie. It occupied his mind during the ride back home and when he got home. He couldn’t stop thinking about it. What decision he’ll make……is yet for another time.

Chapter End

Hey guys. Thanks for reading this. Hope you all liked it and enjoyed it. Cause I sure as hell did enjoy writing this. Anyway……thank you all so much for reading this. I love you all and I’ll see you all Next time. Knightmare out.