-*_*- False Nobility ((KamiXIcarus RP)) -*_*-

"Have you arrived?"

"Yes."

"And is the target inside?"

"Yes, mother."

The voice on the other end of the line scoffed. "Don't get sassy with me, I told you this mission cannot afford to go wrong."

"Got it, got it." Kami snarled, hanging up the phone. "Jesus christ."

 Embracing for the cool air of the night to hit his skin, Kami stepped out of the truck.

Fucking... the dreamy cursed, preparing all his tools for the job ahead.

It's not that he disliked Orion, that was his lifelong brother, even if not by blood. But the fact that he had set up this idea so quickly, Kami hardly had any time to prepare for it. And it wasn't a simple hit and run. Orion's instructions where to bring back the dreamy alive. Not something the sniper was used to, really.

But his boss and friend and explained that this was the type of edge they all needed.

"Now, for us to properly get ahead." Orion explain, Kami remembered sitting in his quiet but warm office, the smell of incense and wine entwining in the air. "We'll need a public face. But of course, we won't let them know of our true business right away. We must win the client's trust, have them shamelessly promote our cause."

Though the idea did sound plausible to Kami, he still wasn't sure if it'd work out.

 And of course, keeping a victim alive? Where's the fun in that?

 Can't believe you, bro. You do this to me, and expect me not to complain? He shook his head with a dry smile. he knew how much Kami loved to spill some blood.

 But what Orion wants, Orion got.

So he loaded up his sniper, and grabbed the rope and tape, fastening it all to his back pocket.

Now the first part, would definitely be the hardest. This dreamy he was seeking, was a rather famous one. A model, if he had heard correctly.

Icarus...

Not a name Kami really knew, but he was never the guy to keep up with the latest buzz of celebrities.

"A'right. Hope he's asleep. It'll make it a lot easier on me."

How exactly to get in? This place looked rather secured, as any ritzy side of the city would be. Kami didn't bring his best security blocks, but of course, he was completely fine with the idea of using brutal force to make his way through.

scouting out the area for about ten minutes, Kami had to make sure he would be safe if he had to cause a scene, but also able to sneak in without having to resort to such right off the bat.

Surprisingly, security seemed a bit lax. He only counted about two or three guards prowling around.

it seemed that, the best course of action would be for him to take the weakest side of the gate up, the throw himself over quietly. Then Kami would have to make sure the guards don't hear him, at least till he made it to the front.

And he did just that, and the entire setup went without a hitch. He made sure the guards left the front entry before quietly going in and slipped up the main hall.

"Mylène please… I'm not keen on taking this role in the slightest. The genre really isn't up my alley"

"look if you /really/ want to expand your career you'll take what you can get for now"

"but-"

"no buts young man! we can talk about it tomorrow before the shoot"

The dial tone sounded as the already brief call came to an end, a sigh escaping Icarus' lips as he fell back onto the bed. He tossed his phone along the bed as he looked up to the ceiling with a thoughtful, if not mildly irritated expression.

He /really/ did not want to take the acting roll that his manager had found for him, but despite all of that she was right. If he didn't take what he was given now there was no chance he would be able to extend his experience past modeling.

it still didn't sit well with him, nothing had been sitting well with him since he woke up that damn morning.

Sitting up and moving off his bed, he made his way around the room; not really aiming to do anything. It was more he was just looking for a way to occupy himself.

Icarus had been dealing with a strange sense of foreboding all week and it had left him less than calm, the anxious feeling at the back of his mind hadn't left him and every little action that rubbed him the wrong way wasn't helping to calm that.

Between Nirali stirring him up over the rumor of a stalker prowling around their studio and having to get his leg shaved and his quills plucked for a shoot at the beginning of all this he had not had a proper sleep in a while. which was irritating since he has officially run out of things to do to occupy himself while he remained awake.

Eventually Icarus finally settled down slightly and resigned himself to watching some ridiculous reality show to pass the time, though it did little to calm his nerves

"……god I wish that /something/ would get rid of this stupid anxiety"

calling up someone was out of the question since it was so late, plus god knew what Nirali got up to at night. For all he knew she could be out there 

'….'

Maybe he could go find some of the guards and bug them? Although leaving his room didn't quite feel like the best idea, at least he was safe there right?

"Boss, he's home."

"You're absolutely sure?"

"I am. Just saw him."

Nodding, the human male signaled to the others behind him. The small gang of nobodies quietly made their way around the building.

For about two weeks, they had been planning this. 

Human surpremist wishing to take down any sort of fame not relatiing to their own kind.

One by one, they had hoped to either kidnap or murder these type of celeberties, but none of their exursions had worked so far. But they didn't wish to give up.

A lot of weeks up built up planning led to now, and this group wasn't going to let it slip away.

"Alright. Mr. Icarus is up on the 4th floor. Just on the right of the emergency exit. You all take that route while we take the evlvator, and I repeat, NO ONE is to head into the room until ALL of us are ready, got that?"

"yes sir." They all replied in perfect unison.

"Good, we can't afford to fuck this one up."

The elavator dinged, and Kami began laughing quietly to himself.

This was painfully too easy. Oh fuck...Orion will never believe me.

How in the world he was able to make it this far without someone chasing after him for visiting so late and by not checking in, this was almost a miracle. But something still felt off, and so Kami made sure to not let down his guard, not even for a second.

Rouding the corner, Kami pulled out the small tools from his side backpack that he would need. A lockpick, which he would have to use quick while he could.

"Alright then-"

He was then startled by the sound of shattering glass and a loud bang. Spirting to the other side, Kami then saw a sight he didn't expect.

A small group had already begun a home invasion on his target.

The room was illuminated by the light of the TV as the minutes ticked by, the sound and scenes of various shows flashing by as Icarus flicked from channel to channel.

"no. *BTZZZ* not this. * BTZZZ* ugh honestly why isn't there anything good on at this time of night"

Late night television was always garbage and he wasn't sure why he expected anything good but at least having something to complain about was helping to keep his mind off of his anxiety. Eventually the channel settled on some trashy show about models competing for some sort of prize, finally something he could at least have a laugh about. He watched the show mindlessly for a while, making snide comments at the models here and there before a foreign noise rung through the atmosphere

*BANG BANG BANG*



"huh.....? What is anyone doing up this late?"

The banging persisted as he frowned at the door, mildly irritated by the disterbence but mostly confused as to the suddeness of the noise. The noise continued to sound through the room, easily overpowering the sound coming from the television and making it impossible to ignore. Despite the bad feeling he felt wash over him, he got up and made his way to the door

"alright. alright! I'm coming!"

"what do they want.... i don't remember ordering room service or anything ugh."

Icarus hesitantly rested his hand on the door as the knocking stopped and he didn't hear anything else from behind it, against his better judgement though; he unlocked the door and slowly  pushed it open. He was quickly going to regret his decision though.

"Can I help you?"


Everything happened quickly after that.
Icarus had barely any time to react before he was ambushed, the group jumping him before he could run back or yell for help. The Dreamy lashed out at his attackers as they grabbed his arms and tried to hold him down, kicking into whomever he could reach with his legs though it did less than he anticipated. Remembering that his quills had been plucked for work recently, he cursed as he struggled helplessly. Icarus was scared, he had no clue what these people wanted from him and he was starting to grow weary from his own struggling. 

His mind raced as he tried to think about why this was happening, what reason there could be for anyone to possibly have anything against him. Wrapped up in his own thoughts he only just picked up on what a few of them were saying.

"someone get the gag and knock him out, /now/"

"come on we can't waste any time"

 

Icarus was terrified for his life

Then he saw someone run in at the door

And he felt adrenaline and hope surge through him, finding the strength to keep struggling and call out



"HELP ME"

 

 

Oh. My. Fucking. God.

As fucked up as it was, Kami was much more worried about his mission failing than the state of his target. 

But obviously, if he did come back with a dead body or with no one at all, Orion would never shut up about this.

Living up to his well known agility, Kami quickly threw himself onto one of the assaulting men. 

"What the hell-" 

They didn't get much of a chance to rebuttle, Kami quickly kicked a guy over, and punched the other. As they were stumbling about, he called out to his intended victim.

"Hey, go lock yourself up in your bathroom til I'm done here!"

You didn't need to tell him twice

The instant that he felt the grip on his arms loosen Icarus shot away from the men and made a beeline for the bathroom, slamming the door shut and pulling the lock across as he took heavy breaths and tried to calm his racing heart, he gritted his teeth and clenched his chest as he berated himself for making the stupid decision to open the door. He should have just listened to the bad feeling that had been haunting him since the morning.

Fuck

He slumped back against the wall and slid to the ground as the violent sound of fighting penetrated the walls, fear set in deep as he waited for the sounds to either stop or escalate; his phone was still in the other room so he couldn't even call the cops for help. This was Turning out to be the worst night ever.

He sighed. 

Now that he knew his goal was safe, he only had to take care of these two assholes.

To him, that wasn't much of a big deal. A pair of fuckboy humans? He could take them in his sleep.

They both came at Kami at the same time, which he swiftly saw coming, and aimed for their neck. 

Only took two hits to take em out.

"Heh, shitholes..."

Now that problem was taken care of, he called out behind him.

"Ey. They're done. You should be safe now."

While Kami waited for the victim to come back out of his hiding spot, he fastened both of the attempted robbers together. 

"I wouldn't worry about them. They'll be out for awhile." He affirmed the dreamy.