You were walking home after a long day from work and school; taking a well familiar path like you always did every single day. In the distance, you saw a kid with black hair and a red backpack walking past you and crossed a street. You paid the kid no mind as your attention was focused with the phone in your hand till the sound of screeching tires caught your attention. You turned around to see a black car veering towards the kid as you ran to shove the kid out of harms way. You both crash to the concrete ground as the car immediately reversed and started driving towards you and the kid.

Fuck!! You screamed as you threw the kid over your shoulder and ran for it. After awhile you lost the car. It was apparent that the car was after the kid but you didn't know why, or at least not yet. You gently set the kid down to see that he had tears filling his eyes. You knew he was undoubtedly scared because of what happened and lead the kid home after he told you where he lived. Soon you arrived at a huge opulent mansion with several guards and as soon as they saw you with the kid they started to talk into the lapels of their jacket. Before they were even finished talking a man with a nicely tailored suit with white hair and pale skin bursted out of the front door and made a bee line to the kid to pick him up in his arms. You could tell that he was worried for the safety of his child and eyed you wearily. You of course being the naive little thing didn't realize who he was or how dangerous he was

Ah, must be the one that saved my child. His voice was smooth and velvet with a hint of a certain accent I'll reward you for your troubles dear. What do you want? His tone was harsh and straight to the point leaving you quivering