Powder complex,for context. (Also inspired by mad hatter,annie and the kindreds,might be too fanon.)

Wandering through the crowded florest full of green in every espect and direction you see,you could only wonder if the myth was real.

In need of money,people might do anything,and if you the case woudn’t be different,with hunger Consulming as day and day go by, You have found yourself in this situacion. Looking for a criminal,a famous one in charge of money,a big,dirty money,and being someone who was never really polite, you have found this the perfect situacion.

But in a way or another you HAD To find the damn man that has been tormenting your mind. Your hometown has said that if you dared to came back without A head,they would make a use of yours.

You sighned,the hunger was back, Making the so called adrenaline higher and higher,you were almost Like an animal hunting,or being hunted. But let me tell you a secret,hunter; they are not alarmed by you.

Look around;a noise,a alarming one,you see something huge behind you,a rat man perhaps? Not something you have seen before.

“Come on! Shoot faster.”

You heard an acho,but honestly it’s too late to see where it came from,turning your head fron instic you only see smoke,a lot of smoke. Could that be…? A smoke bomb? Blue smoke..it smelled bad.

“Wanna trie me? Then come and play!”

The same voice again..and..Who the fuck is keeping you at the ground?

You opened your eyes again,being the coward you were,your eye come across the..filthy rat man who gave you a look just as ugly as him. And a little girl,a..particular small one,who differently from the rat gave you a fierce smile,a huge and comical sword at her back.

“Tell me again,little lamb,” the rat thing sudendly spoke.

“Which things are mine to take?”

“All of them,dear wolf.”