LOL DON'T MIND ME I JUST LOVE THIS DRAWING I PULLED AN ALL-NIGHTER TO DO, LOL-

-LOOK AT Y/N'S LITTLE GRIN- SOMEONE IS ABOUT TO DIE, AND RAY IS REGRETTING ALL HIS LIFE CHOICES THAT LEAD HIM UP TO HERE-

fyi pretty sure I was on smth while writing most of this chap- I don't remember writing like 3/4 of it, so I cannot be held accountable for any bad parts. Those were high Anna's fault, not mine.

ANYHOWWW I'LL GET ON WITH IT NOW AND LET Y'ALL READ IN PEACE- ISH-

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I pushed my way through the manhole quietly, a small creak echoing throughout the empty hallway. Emma, Yuugo, Norman, and I climbed out of the system, the alarms soon blaring and alerting everyone inside of our breech. "Let's go." I spoke in a hushed tone, Ray, Emma, and Norman nodding in determination. 'We've split up into 4 groups of 4 for this, with our few injured, Yuugo and Lucas, and everyone else unneeded keeping watch from outside.' My heart was beating heavily as we moved silently and quickly through the halls.

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"Is there anything else you'd like us to know before we get started, Y/N?" Norman asked sarcastically, raising an eyebrow. Everyone was sitting  together in the middle of a small clearing as we were finalizing the plan, other then those not on the planning team, who taking a quick nap or eating.

"Ahahahahahhahahahah- Uhmm..."I laughed nervously as Ray clicked Mr. Minerva's pen, which was showing the blueprint of Gracefield, closed.

"Y/N-!!!" Everyone groaned in response to my nervous laughter. "You gotta tell us-!!"

"It's no use trying to hide it!! We know you know something!!"

I puffed out my cheeks with a huff. "Oh, it's nothing much." A disturbed expression came onto my face, my lips wrinkling in disgust. "Just Peter Ratri being a creepy as f*ck jack*ss and referring to himself as 'our daddy'."

"-I'll kill him." Yuugo growled, cocking his gun with a glare that would make Peter Ratri sh*t his pants, Lucas besides him nodding in agreement as he readied his own weapon.

I stared blankly at the two dads before snorting. "Pffft-!!" I snorted, doubling over as I soon laughed, tears beginning to sprout from my eyes. After a few minutes had finally passed, I calmed myself back down, letting out a loud and satisfied sigh.

"So..." Ray broke the silence with a hum. "I'm assuming since you aren't interfering with our plan, it'll end up well, in the end, if we follow it?"

I grinned reassuringly. "Yeah. It'll be fine in the end..." a worried expression came over my face. "-at least originally..." 'There are so many differences this time, with Zazie and Cislo uninjured, Yuugo and Lucas alive, and some other key points... while with these numbers and conditions we are likely to succeed, I won't be able to rely on my knowledge of the manga to predict the future with this amount of changes-'

Norman hummed, interrupting my thought process. "So you're betting on it being unnecessary for us to know the future, as everything will work out in the end, following the original plan...?"

I nodded. "Well, that" I shrugged with a sigh. "-and it would be a lot of work to explain, and my heavily-depleted braincells aren't really feeling that right now-."

"Y/N..." Ray sighed, placing his head in his hands. "Is that also why you didn't bother to tell us about the queen?" He irked. "Because it would be 'a lot of work'?" The ravenhead seethed as he looked up at me, a vein faintly popping out of his neck.

I sweat-dropped, scooting away from the unexpectedly hostile ravenhead slightly. "AHAHAHAHHAHA... no...?"

"You little-"

"MOVING ON-!!" I cut in front of him, quickly rising to my feet. "We're going to need to deal with 30-40 demon employees, as Emma said, but there are also over 100 human employees, and the demon employees themselves are there mainly to prevent theft."

"So even if they're not aristocrat level, the demons are skilled in combat, eh?" Zack hummed in response.

"So all together," The 12-year-old black-haired Hayato sighed. "their numbers are extremely troublesome.".

"On that note..." Norman added, addressing the group as a whole, his bossness coming out again. "Since we have the addition of a few combat-excellent additions as well as Yuugo and Lucas, who are still alive," He paused for a moment, his deep blue eyes meeting mine, seeming to read my most inner thoughts. "-if we infiltrate Gracefield with them, the results of the original could differ greatly..." Norman turned to me, his head inclining curiously, although I was sure he knew he was correct."-that's what you're worried about, isn't it, Y/N?"

I pursed my lips and nodded. 'Read me like an open book, hmm?' "That's basically it." I sighed, rubbing the back of my head. "Although the chances that with the addition of them the plan will go downhill is unlikely..."

Ray covered his chin as he thought. "I see... if we go in 'guns blazing', or so you'd say, with the help of everyone, you wouldn't be able to rely on your ability to see the future," He rephrased with a hum. "Then... what if we keep it as close to the original as possible?"

I blinked. "I mean, it's not a bad idea..." A plan began formulating in my head. "I think we can easily make do with that..."

Emma smiled brightly, pumping her fist in the air. "As long as everyone ends up alive and well in the end, it'll be okay with me!"

I grinned. "We'll be good to go, then!" 'Just one more thing...'

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Don't question it. It's worth it, I swear. 

Unless you can't focus on reading and...partially chaotic...music at the same time, lmao-

anyhow, sorry for interrupting your reading, hehe

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"Spider Y/N, spider Y/N." I sang under my breath as we crept through the hallway, having not encountered a single demon thus far. "-Does whatever a spider can." 

"And what the f*ck are you doing-??" Ray muttered as we dashed over the end of the corner, coming across two demons for the first time since our breech of the farmhouse. Immediately, we acted, firing and taking them out in an instant. 

"Being stealthy." I answered the ravenhead as we continued running, Emma and Norman a few paces behind us.

"You and I seem to have different definitions of being stealthy." Ray retorted as we changed directions, entering another adjoining hallway.

"Oh, hush. The demons are currently distracted by Oliver and Lucas, anyway. And they'll know our whereabouts soon enough. Let me have my fun."

Ray sighed, turning to face back ahead. "Fine." He paused for a moment before speaking once again. "Then, who's the 'hot woman' waiting for us?"

I sputtered, choking on my spit, turning to him in shock as my feet tapped faintly on the concrete ground. "The hot woman????"

Ray tilted his head with a grumble."You know, the one you keep on talking about under your breath- Tall, dark haired, purpl-"

"AHHHAHAHAHA LOOK THERE-!! IT'S THE DOOR-!!!" I swiftly and...subtly... changed the subject as we ran towards the room where Nat and the others would be. I busted it open with a swift kick, the door banging open. "OVER HERE-!!" I yelled, beckoning them over, the room contained, somewhat unexpectedly, Daisy and Reina, Thoma and Lani, Jemima, and a few others. Their eyes immediately widened and they ran towards us, stumbling over their feet as they struggled to run while being bound with ropes.

My eyes widened before narrowing in anger at the sight of Daisy's bandaged hand. 'I see... instead of Nat it was her, this time... that greasy long-haired f*ck better watch his back.' Norman, Emma, and Ray then entered the room, their eyes landing on the hot woma- I mean, Isabella.

The main trio's jaws clenched in determination, and they spun away from the doorway, leading the children behind us to... safety...? "Let's go!" Ray yelled, beckoning the hogtied children after him. "This way-!!"

"Get them!!" Demons roared soon after we exited the room, chasing after us in a flurry.

We ran through several hallways, turning left and right, pursued relentlessly by the demons, until we arrived at a dead end, where, at said end, Poppy and Gillian were holding out their arms, beckoning us into the large room that contained all the other escapees- although you could technically consider them still captives, given our current situation.

The four of us dashed inside the large room quickly, and I helped the little ones inside, as they were still bound by ropes due to our lack of time, when, y'know, you're running from weird-*ss dogs with big pointy sticks.

As soon as everyone entered successfully, Zack and Sandy quickly pulling the mechanism and sealed the door shut with a 'KLANG!!'

We could faintly hear the sound of the demons relaying our situation of locking ourselves in the storage room from across the door.

"Blocked our retreat?" Emma snorted, readying her gun. "Even without Y/N's help, we knew they would." She grinned. "We never intended to escape!"

"We're taking over... Gracefield Farm!!"

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End of first part

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A group of the most capable kids made their way to the side room between the demons and the children. "Y/N... there's no way when you said 'hot woman' you were talking about my mom, right?" Ray muttered as he moved past me. 

"Ahaha..." I chuckled, a bead of sweat rolling down my face. "I mean, no. That's your mom, y'know?" I cleared my throat and turned away, readying myself at the opening.

"We'll be talking about this later, Y/N." Ray muttered as he walked towards the entrance and grabbed hold of the handle to the door-opening.

"IF WE SURVIVE-!!" I retorted and everyone stared at me in pain and annoyance, besides Zack, and to my surprise, Hayato, who both stifled quiet snorts.

After he finished groaning internally, Ray turned to us and inclined his chin, as if asking we were ready. Emma, Norman, and I all nodded in response, readying our guns, and taking a stance towards the entrance. I crouched back onto my legs, preparing to dash, taking in a deep breath. "Time to ki-" Emma sent me a glance, her eyebrow raising. "mildly injure some b*tches."

Ray then flung open the door and all of us dashed out, myself taking the front.

A demon lunged at me, jabbing it's spear in my direction, and I crouched down before leaping over it, spinning midair and firing at the demon from behind. "Split!" I commanded, and everyone split into separate groups as they finished taking out their own demons, Emma, Norman, Ray, and I heading to the left and Don, and Gilda, running to the right, Gillian, Zack, and Oliver heading the other way.

My group of 4 ran quickly, shutters suddenly beginning to roll down on either side of us, slamming closed and cutting off each of our exits. "Dead end." A demon spoke darkly, readying his gun as he caught up to that.

"I wonder about that." Norman spoke coyly, all of a sudden the shutters rolling up, the demon stepping back in surprise.

"Connection complete." Vincent's voice buzzed over my earpiece, which was one of the extra ones, which was given to me because of Yuugo's insistence. "We've hijacked the enemy control room."

"Opening doors 4, 25, 8, 1, and 16. Shutting 7, 9, 25, and 31!" Vincent's voice continued. "Enemy positions!! One in each location; B4, C3, D8, and E9!" My eyes widened as I listened, a mental image of Gracefield farm coming to mind. 'Great! All that time I spent studying the blueprints were worth it!' "Three coming from the North in C12, D13, and E5. Also in west elevator!"

"Emma, Ray, Y/N!" Norman called, giving us simple directions I followed in my head, a smile on my face as I traced the path mentally. 'Too bad, though, Norman, hehe.' 

 "Gillian! Two are coming from the right!" His voice continued over the monitor. "Oliver, Zack! Go around from the west and draw 3 more! Don, you have two coming from the left, two corners down!"

"Peter Ratri?" I snorted suddenly, a short while after Vincent had hijacked the security system, the whole time spent running for our lives, albeit mostly kicking demon *ss. "More like Peter Rat." 

Mere moment later, Vincent's voice came over the comms once again. "Boss!! I've found it! His location! Peter Ratri... is currently in the drawing room on B1!"

"Emma! Norman! Ray! Y/N!" Oliver's voice rang out over the comms. "Leave the gruntwork to us and go on ahead!" He yelled.

"Go!!" Don agreed, Emma and Ray nodding their heads in unison.

"Let's go!" The ginger and ravenhead yelled, turning on their heels and running away once again.

"Thanks!" Norman yelled, surprisingly, to everyone, into his mic. "Appreciate it!"

"Behind that door!!" Emma yelled after they'd been running for quite some time. "At the end of the hall!!" Ray and Emma busted the door open, followed shortly by Norman.

"What?" The ravenhead murmured in shock as his eyes scanned the empty room.

"No one's here?" Emma asked as she wandered around, her voice carrying a worried tone.

"What's going on?" Ray asked, his eyes narrowing as they slid back to the doorway, before his eyebrows raised in surprise. He then let out a loud sigh under his breath, before his attention was directed back to Norman. 'God Dammit, Y/N...'

"Vincent?" Norman was calling over his comm, his voice gaining an anxious tone as time went on. "Vincent? Are you there?"

"Hey there, Norman." I heard the blood-chilling voice of Peter Ratri over my comm, my nose wrinkling in disgust at the sound. "You did pretty well. Decimated Lambda, Annihilated the queen and five regent houses, disintegrated the imperial rule. You infiltrated Gracefield smoothly too. Pretty impressive for a child raised to be food." The long white-haired man's smile was palpable, even through only his voice. "But I'm not there. The footage you saw of me was fake. Looks like we outwitted you."

"Where are Vincent and the others?" Norman asked, his teeth gritting in worry.

"They're alive." Peter Ratri hummed. "Here with me."

The doors around Emma, Ray, and Norman slammed open, and armed Ratri soldiers raised their guns, the same situation happening to Oliver, Gillian, and Hayato's group.

"Oi!!" Yuugo's voice yelled over the spare comm we left back with our dad. "What's going on over there?!"

"Shut up!!" I quietly hissed through my teeth. "We're okay."

Emma suddenly spun around as my voice came over the comms, realization dawning on her face. "Y/N-!! She's not here-" She spoke quietly so the sound wouldn't be carried over Norman's headpiece. Ray caught sight of her nervous glance and gave her a reassuring nod over his shoulder, despite his own worry.

"Yes, that is precisely the situation." Peter spoke cooly, unaware of his soon-to-be-current situation. "The five here are tied up with guns to their heads." He spoke in amusement. "You lose-"

"Think again, b*tch." I scowled, the barrel of my gun pressed against the greasy and ugly man's head. 

The pale-haired man twitched, his eyes widening before he quickly covered it up with a plain face, hiding any real emotion. "You- How did you find me so fast?"

I rolled my eyes. "A magician never reveals their secrets. Now, on your knees, stinky man."

Peter Ratri laughed for a moment before it turned into a dissaproving 'Tsk'. "Now, now, Y/N. Aren't you in a hurry. I still have a gun." He threatened. "I could put a bullet in one of their heads before you could kill me."

I laughed coldly, obviously unimpressed by his attempt at a menacing tone. "Even if you did manage so, you'd be dead before you could kill another. Isn't that like saying your life is worth the life of a single cattle child? That you're equals in the end?" I spoke in amusement, knowing exactly what made the man tick as he glared, facing the other direction.

"Sad, really." I shook my head in fake pity. "Is that as far as your god, let alone father complex goes?" Peter thankfully had shut the f*ck up, so I continued my casual conversation. "Oi, before you try to threaten me using Sonju and Mujika's current situation, I'm already well aware. And, unfortunately for you, that problem will come to a close soon. And before you try restoring the system, it's protected by a triple password set up by that intelligent bastard football head over there."

"She's right!" One of Peter Ratri's men called from a short while away. "A triple password is blocking us from removing the restrictions!"

Peter's eyes widened before his expression turned hostile. "How dare you revolt against me!!" He growled, mood-changing like a woman on her period. "I am your creator! I am your dad!"

I made a gagging sound. "Ew, no. You're a musty, crusty, rat man. Our dads are just outside of Gracefield, anxiously awaiting our return." I scoffed. "You're a tyrant. An ugly one. You look like a man I'd find on the streets, offering drugs to children."

"Shut up, cattle child!!" He roared, spittle flying from his mouth. "You were fed well. Raised and provided for. Yet you rose against the farms... escaped... and now you come back to destroy us. How foolish and disrespectful!" He turned to me, my gun was still levelled at his forehead. "I'M SICK OF THIS REBELLIOUSNESS!! THOSE EYES-!!" His crazed eyes met mine, sending unwelcome chills down my spine. "THEY PISS ME OFF TOO!! WHY WON'T YOU ADMIT DEFEAT?!"

"-Probably because I have a gun levelled at your face."

"We're good here!" Don's voice suddenly called over the comm as Oliver's team arrived in the room, Ratri able to hear it faintly over his stolen comm, as well as my own.

"We've gained control here too-!!" Ray's voice yelled before turning into a groan. "Y/N, mind explaining what exactly you did this time?"

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"Zack, c'mere for a moment." I beckoned the tall bro towards me, minutes before we set off on our journey once again, and he shrugged before trudging over. "When I give the signal, you're going to split away from the group and head back to where Vincent is."

Zack raised a curious eyebrow. "Not that I'm objecting, but why not let the others know?"

I grinned. "To fool your enemies, you must first fool your allies. They may be intelligent, but I doubt Ray, Emma, and Norman can easily act out 'oh my god we failed and Vincent is about to die.' Plus, they're the ones Peter Ratri has his eyes on, at least, ya hear me?"

Zack cupped his chin. "I see... so what exactly is the plan, and what exactly is going to happen, if you even have a plan?"

I raised my eyebrows before pushing his comment aside, snapping my fingers. "Vincent and Nigel are going to be discovered by Peter Ratri. He's going to shoot Vincent in the shoulder before Oliver and the others originally arrive. I want to keep that from happening."

The teen raised his eyebrows. "Keeping up your perfect streak of no injuries?"

I shrugged. "That, and I wanted a chance to tell Peter Ratri off like