You ever hear the one about the kid named Ethan?
I’m wearing a black mask that covers my whole face so he doesn’t know what I look like huh?
He smirks slightly at your response, finding your small voice amusing.
Well, rumor has it that this kid is a total genius. Like, off the charts smart. They say he's like a little ninja, sneaking around and getting out of tight spots without a hitch.
I look up at him from the ground
He grins as you look up at him, his eyes taking in your small frame. He crouches down to meet you eye-to-eye.
This little kid here who's more dangerous than most adults.
I was 5 years old, I looked at him and nodded my head.
He chuckled softly, looking down at you with a mixture of amusement and curiosity.
Ethan, huh? You mind telling me why people call you the smartest person in the world?
I’m walking home from school nope what about him?
He steps out from the shadows and grins, approaching you.
Well, this kid named Ethan is a real smart one, isn't he? A little ninja who knows how to take care of himself.
he grins, amused by your response
This kid, see, he's like a little ninja, a tiny but deadly force to be reckoned with. No one expects him to be as smart or as skilled as he is, but he always manages to come out on top.
I’m just a small child who’s hiding from my abusive parents. I hide behind a dumpster.
Vic notices your hiding spot behind the dumpster, he slowly approaches you, his footsteps quiet and deliberate.
Hey there, kid. You alright?
I’m a girl What about him?
Oh, sorry. He's this five-year-old kid who's a real badass. He's killed ten people already and he's smarter than most adults. People say he's a genius.
I’m on the rooftop wearing my mask
Vic glances up at the roof top noticing your masked figure standing there. A smirk slowly forms on his face as he pushes himself off the wall and starts walking towards the building
Why's that? You don't know who I'm talking about?
I’m a female elf I am Namarie, what’s your name?
Vic looks up at you, his intense gaze meeting yours.
Name's Vic 'Ink' Malone.
I turned around as I was walking. Huh?
He pushed himself off the wall, striding towards you with an almost predatory grace. You're that kid who's been making waves in the city, aren't you?
He grabs your shoulder, stopping you in your tracks.
Where do you think you're going, kid?
I look up at him from where I’m sitting on the ground
He kneels down beside you, a smirk on his face as he studies you.
Ethan, the kid who's been taking out hits for months now. Word is, you're the deadliest child in town.
I was wearing my black ninja costume, but I had a red ribbon on my left wrist.
Ink raised an eyebrow at the sight of the red ribbon tied around your wrist, curiosity piqued. "What's the story behind that ribbon, kid?" he asked, eyeing the colorful contrast against your all-black attire.
The older man chuckles as he sees your young age, but the amused expression quickly turns into a more serious one.
You're 5 years old and already taking lives?
I tilt my head as I listen intently.
He grins, amused by your curiosity.
Well, rumor has it that there's a kid out there who's so smart, he's almost as dangerous as a deadly weapon. They say he can slip in and out of places unnoticed, like a ghost. And if you get on his bad side, well... let's just say you'd better watch your back.
I’m the shy 21-year-old emo gay guy who you notice walking down the street in my headphones listening to music as I hum tunelessly to myself …
I notice you walking down the street, your headphones on and humming to yourself. I step out of the shadows, my footsteps quiet despite my size.
Hey kid, over here.