"I'm not working for you," you state firmly when you come across Count Olaf. "Hmm? What was that?" he questions. "I said....I AM NOT WORKING FOR YOU!" you yell. He stares back at you in, disbelief. "You want to say that again?" he harshly says as he pulls out a knife from his military boot. Once he throws it, you dodge, barely. I'll do better if I take charge in this. 'Fine, and I'm fine with you killing him. Just not the whole place, k?' You could imagine Zero nodding as she took control. Once Zero was in control, she dashed at Olaf, punching him hard in the stomach, sending him flying into the back wall. She ran upstairs to the room with your bag and grabbed the hatchet. On the way down Zero slid down the arm rail to get down faster. Olaf was still on the ground by the wall, hardly conscience. Zero laughs as she strides over to him but Olaf slashes at her stomach. Zero holds her stomach, holding most of the blood in. She spits out the metallic tasting blood and charges at him, but he dodges. When Zero turns around Olaf grabs her hair and yanks it, making her stumble and fall. When  Count Olaf is standing over Zero about to stab the knife in her stomach, she slashes as him cutting his cheek. While Count stumbles back in anger away from Zero, she uses it as an advantage to get up and slash vertically up his stomach. He holds his stomach to stop the bleeding but non-stop coughs on his own blood, dying in front of you. He flops down like a dead fish with a loud "THUMP". Zero just laughs insanely as she uses his blood to write on the walls, "HE WAS BROKEN SO I FIXED HIM." She makes her way upstairs to kill the rest of the orphans, but you don't really care anymore. The problem is dead so that's good and these kids would rather be dead than anything right now. "Hi kids~!" Zero says as she walks into the bathroom covered in--hers and Olaf's-- blood. "Hi maste-- new girl?" they all say in unison. "Yes, I'm new, my name's Zero. Now, goodbye," Zero plainly says as she whips the hatchet horizontally, decapitating all of them in one hit. Zero just laughs it off like usual. Before Zero could go get the workers, they ran off through the back. Since everyone was dead like last time Zero just let you take control. You search through drawers and cabinets finding a sweatshirt to tie around your stomach so you don't die of blood loss. Your shirt gets stained even more from the tightness of the sleeves around your waist seaming all the way to the sweatshirt. Like in the Underground, you grab your backpack and go outside to real world. As you pass diverse and varying types of people, they seem not to care that you're covered in blood. 'It's good no one cares that YOU covered me in blood'  It's refreshing to just have blood splattered on you from time to time. 'Whatever..' Then you see a person in the ally you pass motion to you. You point to yourself, confused, and they nod in return. You walk down this creepy ally and saunter over to the person. "You seem lost and homeless for a girl your age," the voice says, it sounds masculine so you guess it's a guy. "And you seem like a lost rapist in a dark ally," you spat back. "I have a wife and 2 children I'm not going to hurt you," he says as he walks closer for you to get a better view of him, "just trust me. I want to take you in because there's been a crazy murderer on the loose and you're to young to die." "I can survive on my own thank you very much!" you yell angrily back and turn your back to him. He sighs and starts walking away. You should take the offer. It's a creepy deal, but a good one. 'Fiiiiiine...'  "Fine. I'll come with you. But what's the catch?" "No catch, just hurry so we can get back quicker." He grabs your hand and drags you until he reaches his house. It's a two story light blue house with a lot of windows. The guy knocks on the door and it slowly creeps open. "Hi honey!" The lady says as she gives a little kiss to the guy who brought you. "Hi and, well, you know that killer that's been running around? Well, I found this girl who must have been a survivor of the orphanage because she doesn't have a home. Is it okay if she stays here for a while?" The man questions. The lady eyes you down and says, "If she won't cause a ruckus or hurt my children then fine. She can stay in the guest room. What's your name sweetie?" "I'm (Y/N). I'm 15 and I just made it out of the orphanage alive. May I ask your name?" You maturely say. "I am Barbara, and this is my husband Robert. It's nice to meet you (Y/N). I also have two children, Max is 21 and Lara is 12. They're probably upstairs but either way I welcome you to my house," Barbara states. You send her a warming smile and she's seems surprised. Barbara walks you up the stairs to a dark oak door. "This is the guest room where you will be staying. Make yourself at home," Barbara says sweetly to you. You casually walk into the new room and flop on the bed. It's a king's size bed so you have a lot of room to relax. "Uhm...can I use your bathroom? Like, take a shower or bath?" you yell downstairs to Barbara. "Sure sweetie we'll get you new clothes soon so you might have to wear the one's you have on now for the time being." "Okay!" you cheerfully say back and wander down the hall to find a door creaked open. You slowly creak the door open more and scream. "AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" you stumble back with your face as a tomato. "S-Sorry!" you yell. You walk over and close the door. You walked in on someone...taking a shower. Smart move. 'Shut up!'  "It's okay! I always forget to lock the door and that happens..." the person yells back. "Um, are you almost done because I have to take a shower too...." You yell casually back. "O-Oh! Y-Yeah! I'm coming!" After 5 minutes the door swings open, almost falling off the hinges. "I'm Max by the way, and it's fine that you walked in. It just more, startled me when you screamed. S-Sorry..." Max says as he lets his head hang low. "O-Oh...n-no worries! It's fine! The same thing has happened to me multiple times so don't worry. And my name's (Y/N)," you say back with your face still red since he isn't wearing a shirt. You stumble into the bathroom and begin unchanging. The still-warm water hits your body as you walk in and quietly sing to yourself as you shower.

~After shower cause I do not want to explain shower moments...you can figure it out on your own!~

You wrap the soft towel around you and fix your sloppy, soaking wet hair in the mirror. You stare at yourself and look at the little cuts and bruises everywhere. The scar you just got from Count Olaf is still sore and VERY visible. A long slash going vertically up your stomach starting from your belly button up to your right collar bone. You grab your phone(which you left on the toilet I forgot to mention that XD) and turn your music up higher and start singing louder. It was like your old life, the old, old one with regular Sam and Paige. With your music up so loud  you don't hear the door slowly creaking open...