'Popstar, but I'm your boyfriends favorite DJ!'

Y/N breathed heavily, slouching over as they caught their breath. All they heard was sounds of fangirls and boys in a crowd, yelling for these two people to sign their hand or take a picture with them. They looked up and fished through the crowd to get to Boombox.

"Watch your foot!.." a woman cried out as Y/N struggled through these weird demons. Once they found him, they latched on his arm, making him look back to them.

"When I get accepted into Phights, I will beat your ASS.

"You'll be fine!"

They gave Boombox a death stare before following him once again, but this time in a slower and steady pace. They wanted to out of this crowd as soon as possible, or they're gonna die. "Ladies, Gentlemen! Calm it down! There's enough of me for everyone!" "Brother."

"Valk! Dom!" Boombox waved, getting out of the worst part of the crowd. Y/N dusted of the nonexistent dust off of them, liking the feeling of being more free right now.

"Ay, Boombox!" Valk happily said, patting his back.

'So they know each other..' Theythought, looking at the two. 'Or do they semi-know each other..' They looked up at Dom, who had an annoyed face. It looks like he only wanted to come here for one reason and one reason only. He crossed his arms and looked down at Y/N, who immediately looked away as soon he made eye contact with them. Dude, he is 6'1. 6 FUCKING 1, terrifying.

"Boombox, can we go now.. I'm hungry.." They called out, but that was ignored as he was too busy talking to the Idol.

They groaned in annoyance and went up to Boombox themselves, grabbing him by his horn. "Come on, I'm hungry, and we came here for one thing only bastard!" They shouted at him as he yelped in pain as they shook his head, trying to knock some sense in there.

Boombox let out a sigh of relief when Y/N let go, happily grabbing their shoulders and putting them in front of him to showcase them to Valk. "Soo.. this is.. Y/N, soon to be called Parasol!(or Umbrella as the gear..) They're gonna be a new phighter!"

He softly squished their cheek, making them groan in annoyance. They were hungry and not in the mood to be BABIED. "A new phighter, eh! Well, I'm Valk, and that purple, nonchalant demon is my brother, Dom!"

He lifted up Y/N's hand and softly kissed it, and that drove the fans wild.

"NO FAIRR!!"

"ME NEXT!!"

"I'M INTO FAT BITCHES!!"

Their face immediately turned red, yanking their hand back as they crossed their arms. "Not needed, but thank you." They mumbled, gaining a chuckle from Valk.

"Now go eat, I wouldn't want a darling like you getting hungry." He winked, Dom and Boombox stared at vro like he was a monster. Why is he rizzing up this poor demon, all they want is food, not a man..

I do though 🙋‍♀️..

Anyways, Boombox slowly chuckled. "Well.. I'm off now, see you guys next time!" He said, grabbing Y/N's arm and skeddadling out of the crowd.

He let out an annoyed sigh, but his sourness quickly went away as he smelt the goodness of the spectacular food court. If he could, he would be those cartoon characters floating toward the food istg..

Boombox looked at Y/N who also looked up at him. "Want a burger?" "Oh yes PLEASE."

◇ VALK and DOM. ○

The two siblings walked to their limo, Valk bickering about how much he loves his fans while Dom is too busy thinking about Y/N and how pretty they where. But why did they feel so.. weird, like they didn't scream over him or his brother, Valk like most would.

They weren't even squealing when Valk kissed their hand. "Valk." His brother looked at him with a eyebrow raised. "Do you think the way Y/N, or Parasol, acted was weird?" He asked his brother, getting in the limo, as his brother got in the other side.

"What do you mean?" Valk asked, tiredly leaning back in his seat, instructing the driver where they wanna go next.

"Like.. how they didn't scream or fan over even when you kiss their hand." Dom explained, raising an eyebrow. Valk let a slow, eh, as he shrugged. "Not everyone has to scream over me Dom, although, that is a bit weird." He yawned, as he looked outside the window.

"But hey, we got a new Phighter!" Valk happily said, clasping his hands together, a big ol goofy smile on his face.

"Good god brother.."

◇ THIRD POV. ◇

The sounds of heels walked up behind Medkit as he worked on Y/N's weapon. He stopped and turned around, the one and Only Scythe, he raised an eyebrow as he looked a the female demon.

"Need anything?" He asked, narrowing his eyes at her for a bit.

"Oh nothing, I just heard from a friend we go a new Phighter, is it our little darlin'?" She asked, walking up to him and leaning on his shoulder. She looked at Y/N's half finished weapon, letting out a satisfied hum. They're gonna be a ranged, perfect. (Fight style is similar to Navia's on genshin!!)

"Did Broker tell you?." He asked, getting a hum of clarification. She pulled something out of her pocket and gently putting it underneath the reloader.

Medkit was gonna ask what that was but quickly got the message on what it was. A tracker, he thought a was a bit too much but, he wanted them here.. But he's not the only one who wanted them here. Whenever he saw them through the screen when they first played, he'd never fell for someone so fast.

He had to get his hands on them, one way or another.

Thank the deities that came true. Until then, he was satisfied but also scared with the fact Y/N was going to become a Phighter, with them getting hurt and little someone too.

He doesn't want HIM to get his hands on them. Until then, everything will be fine until he finishes their weapon. Scythe softly patted his back before leaving him alone, slightly glancing at him before closing the door.

Such weirdos..