Diana's POV

  I arrived at my mansion in 15 minutes since it was night and the city seemed to be asleep. The big obsidian gate opened up automatically, a built-in sensor opens the gate when recognized cars approach it such as my own. It's nice to be rich... God why do I sound so arrogant... Sorry people hehe.   Anyways, I pulled up by the drive way which was kind of a round about a fountain in front of the mansion. I stepped out of my car when I noticed a limo which was not ours beside the steps that leads to my front doors. I wonder who's here... I quickly climbed the steps to my front door and a couple of maids greeted me as I walked by. They opened up the front door to let me in, revealing a round hall, quite big, with two grand stairs on either side, and another door in the middle, that leads to the living room.    My boots made sounds that echoed through out the hall as I walked towards the living room. As soon as I opened the doors, I heard people talking. I quickened my pace, curious as to who would be here at this hour. Unfortunately, when the door opened the people inside averted their eyes towards me.   "Annyeonghaseyo" I quickly bowed to cover up my awkward entrance.   Inside the living room which... Actually I'll skip the description, I'll tell you later. I'll give you a tour even, if you'd like. Anyways, in the living room there sat 5 people, my mother, my father, a lady, a gentleman and a boy no older me. I assumed that these people are my parents' friends. I actually didn't mind them much. But I have to admit the boy was kind of hot.   "Diana, it's late. Where were you?" Of course my mother would be pestering me with these questions, gosh I have got to move out.   "I thought Clara told you I went to a solo miss-" "And look at your clothes! Is that blood! Oh my God, whose blood?!" "MOM, do not freak out okay. I went on a solo mission, I am not hurt and this is not my blood."   She freaks out everytime I come home bloody. I mean she should have been used to me coming home late from Shadows missions and yet here we are.   "You better clean up and gosh I should never let you out of those doors again if this is the routine you are going to keep up. But, as you can see we have guests with us. Introduce yourself Anne." She gestured to the man, lady and the boy. Siganalling that that was a good time to say something to them.   "Hello everyone, my name is Diana. It's nice to meet you, I'm so sorry you have to see me in this state." "Oh no, it's alright my dear. You still look dashing." The lady complimented me in my worst state possible, but meh, can't help it if you're pretty right. And I'm being arrogant again... Sigh...   "Thank you...?" "These are the Byuns, Anne, we all have things to discuss with you." My mother explained to me so that I wouldn't embarrass myself with my ignorance.   "This is our son Baekhyun, Diana. Baekhyun introduce yourself." Mrs.Byun chided the boy. "Annyeong Diana-ssi, the name's Baekhyun" He gave me a smile, a genuine one. He's a good guy from the looks of it. He had on smart clothes, a blue bottom-up, which sleeves he rolled up around his elbows and black jeans. He looks hot, okay I am not distracted.   "Annyeong Baekhyun-ssi, it's nice to meet you" I shot him a smile too, he gave me one earlier, so why not right?   "All right, since the introductions are done, why don't we get on with what we were talking about. Come and sit Diana." Mr.Byun gestured to the empty spot on the couch opposite him. "Oh no Mr.Byun, with all due respect, I can't sit there, my clothes will ruin the couch." They had blood on them, the maids will have a hard time cleaning up.   "Well then Anne, change to comfortable clothes, dispose of your weapons I know you're carrying and come back here." My father finally said something from since I came inside the living room. It thought he would be mute through out the conversation. "Okay, I'll just put the weapons back first."    Unfortunately, the weapons I brought with me were from my personal stash in the mansion and I had a wall of them which is located in the living room. So when I went to the farther wall of one side of the living room, they all saw me scan my palm and the computer installed into the house saying, "Diana Cavanagh, fingerprint scanned and confirmed." The wall then shifted and revealed a whole wall full of weapons of every kind. From small to big, from guns to bombs, from knifes to swords.   It was kind of weird to feel the stare, but I shrugged it off anyways. I took my gun which I placed on my back, unloaded it of it's ammo and put it seperately on the wall. Next, I took my knifes I placed on either side of my hips and the one on the inside of my thighs and returned them to it's place. The last of my weapons were small, metallic balls which were either gas bombs, actual bombs and spy cameras. Cool right? We actually invented them ourselves. I love the Shadows.   "How many weapons did you actually bring with you Diana?" I heard mother ask from the couch. "Just a gun, knifes and my bombs. Why does it concern you mom?" "Oh nothing, they just look very dangerous. Be very careful with it sweetie." See the nonsense, she knew I've grown up with weapons around me and her reaction still showed as if she were new to this.   "Mom, you know I've handled these for forever already, I'm an expert on these, not being boastful by the way."  "I know, but you can never be too careful dear." I rolled my eyes and turned to her, "Look mom, I'm almost 21 now. And I've lived this way since I was 16, why are you still so not used to this. Asking the same questions again and again, I'm getting sick of you babying me all the time."   "Okay Anne calm down, your mother was just worried about you like any parent would when her only daughter kills people everyday and every night maybe even in her sleep." My father just had to bring that up. It pissed me even more.   "Oh wow, I'm sorry I didn't grow up the way you want me to be. You of all people know I do this for justice not for sport. What is wrong with you?!" In my fury, I threw one of my knifes I still had with me at the table surrounded by the couch they were sitting on. It landed inches from my mother's hand. The others gasped at what I just did, and I only realized how close it was to my mother.   "Oh God, mom are you okay?" I rushed to check if I had hurt her, I still loved her despite her attitude towards me.  "I'm fine dear, it missed me." "I'm sorry for the way I'm acting everyone. It's just, I would highly appreciate it if you don't bring up the fact that I kill people daily. It's the worst thing that could happen, I didn't know people talking about it made it worse." "I'm sorry too An