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The Port Mafia

Stella got up. "We actually put down clothes for you, I don't think you want to go outside of the room looking like that, covered in blood," Dazai tells Stella. The brunette paused and turned to the two.

"What are your names...?" She asks.

"Osamu Dazai" Dazai chuckles. "And the sho-" he was cut off.

"Chuuya Nakahara!" The teenager snapped at the bandaged man. The brunette tilted her head.

"Where are my new set of clothes...?" Stella asked.

Dazai happily went over to pick up a set of what seemed to be all black clothes. He walks over and hands them to Stella. "Now go," Stella shoos Dazai and Chuuya, Chuuya calmly obliging as he dragged Dazai with him.

-

"I can't- I don't know what to do! She- she's- or IT- I'm not even sure what my daughter is anymore! I don't know what happened to her!"

"Mom?"

-

Stella exited the room, putting on a jacket that game with her clothes. It was a black tanktop, long jeans, and a jacket. It was simple, yet comfortable enough for her.

"Do they fit well?" A stranger asks as Stella immediately turns, her guard getting put up once again.

It was a black haired man, the hair seemingly a bit messy. Pale skin. Probably near his 30s if not in his 30s.

"Don't look like that, I was in charge of the two boys that brought you here," the man chuckled, beginning to walk to a room. "Come follow"

Stella reluctantly followed.

-

"O-oh- S-Stella- d-dear-"

"What do you mean, IT, mom?"

The woman only stood there in horror. "S-Stop calling me that..." The woman murmurs under her breath.

Stella stepped into the kitchen. "What? Mom, whats wrong?" She asks her.

The woman was now against the counter. "STOP CALLING ME MOM! GET OUT OF THE HOUSE!" She shrieked, she was close to the knives.

Stella's brother came into view. "Mom...? What are you yelling about?"

"Get away from her!" The woman shrieked, grabbing one of the kitchen knives, a particularly large one. She picked up Stella, stella's brother yelling at this point.

Then she tried to stab.

-

"I want you to join the Port Mafia," Mori, who had just introduced himself, had said, Stella looked back up from her chair at the man at the desk.

"What..?" Stella seemed a little dazed.

"You don't have a home do you?" Mori asked Stella, the brunette avoiding eye contact upon being asked. "I'm sure many people know about your "issue'. You being an american, you're over at japan being japan's issue"

"So..." Stella put her hand against her cheek. "Will I not be chased yet-or kept hidden if I join?"

"You have my word."

And it was as easy as that for Stella King.

-

It has been a day.

Dazai Osamu had been more annoying to Stella then she had expected, but since she didn't respond a lot of Dazai's attempts to annoy her were poor.

Chuuya Nakahara was another teenager that would be Stella's coworker. She had not even really exchanged much word with him yet, but she did not really want to.

It was then that Stella was just waiting for her first mission. She curled up on the couch in the small room she had found herself in. She did not yet even really sleep.

Then the door opened. "Lost?~" Dazai asks teasingly, entering the room. The brunette looked up at Dazai.

"You and Chuuya argue a lot" She replies, ignoring his question.

The teen put his hand on his hip."You're avoiding the questions I give like always!" He whined

"Because you're going to be annoying."

Dazai scoffed. He went over and looked up and down at Stella. "Why are you even sitting like that?" He asked her, now dropping the goofy attitude.

"It's comfortable" she replied, sitting back up. "Why was i even taken here?"

Dazai went to go sit down. "A security tape of you interested Ougai," He says nonchalantly to Stella, who scooted closer to smell him.

"...you smell like an animal" Stella tells Dazai.

His eyes darkened. "You smell like blood" he tells her, getting up as he goes to leave.

''Ok...what a bitch..." Stella laid herself down again. After a little bit she got up to go leave the room, looking around, her head going up in the clouds.

-

Loud screams came from the 9 year old girl as she was then struck again by the man she attempted to steal food from. "What the fuck is wrong with you?!" A man had yelled at her as his wife got up.

"D-Dear what if she was just hungry?"

"Hungry?! This thing isn't even a she! She's a monster! Did you not see?!"

The woman stepped in front of the crying child. "No! She's just a little girl! Let her eat something!"

Then the little girl put a hand on the womans leg.

-

"Hello!? Earth to Stella?" Chuuya asked, waving his hand in front of Stella's face. The brunette snapped out of it and turned to look at Chuuya.

"You're coming with me," Chuuya tells Stella as he waved his hand, urging for her to follow, Stella obeying as she was not annoyed by the guy yet.

The two headed outside. "Mori said I should keep an eye on you, see what you can do for the first mission you get," chuuya tells Stella, explaining things to her as they walked outside.

"What am I going to be doing?" Stella asked, tilting her head.

"Interrogation, torture for answers basically. There has been this group that has managed to avoid us. We think we got an area where some of them are held up at, you need to get information out of one of them," The ginger explained.

Stella nodded. "And you're keeping watch because you guys don't trust me?" Stella asked.

"We did keep an eye on you the moment there was reports of people going missing an some girl causing the mess. Why were you even in that building anyway?"

"Questioning. I was hit by a truck" Stella replied nonchalantly.

"Questioning for what?"

"None of your business."

Then Stella's stomach growled.