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A stream of light pools around the pitch black room. 

"A file for you," A man wearing a midnight black suit blends with the shadows, placing a manila folder on the table placed in the center of the room.

"Thanks," a gruff voice mumbled from the dark, not forgetting his manners despite his status, "tell number one." He referred to the other members as the order that they came, not by their code names, at least when he gave orders to the service member, Joonmyun, Suho, or 6. 

"Then, excuse me," the man, Suho bows his head and backs away out the door. 

The person in the room flicks on the dim lamp light in the room, illuminating the folder.

I scribble is written hastily in black sharpie, marking the one name, "Lu".

"Lu? Deer?" he translates, piqued interest from the start. It's a lie when he says that he isn't interested, because he is. The name isn't exactly one fitting for a killer. The usual name would be deadly and threatening.

He rubs the corner of the folder, deciding to open it, or not to open. The thought flies away and he flicks open the folder, sighing at the thought of a new recruit. 

It wasn't exactly well know,of his position as leader of the team, but those involved long enough knew it enough. So he simply titled up his black ball cap, revealing piercing eyes, analyzing every detail of the contents.

New Recruit

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Code Name: Lu

Birth Name: Lu Han

Recruit Date: 2010 New Date: 2016

Date of Birth: April 20, 1990

Kill Rate: 93.5%

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Positions: 

Killing

Torture

He touched the black ink smearing the typed words, some more obviously out than others, feigning it unable to be read. Clipped to the paper was a small photo of a young man. It was a bit grainy, but he had clear eyes, looked a bit lithe, and looked young, but if anyone knew anything about judging people by appearance it was himself. He knew his own profile was like that as well. In case he decided to take out his own folder from back in the day for inspection. 

New Recruit

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Code Name: Xiumin

Birth Name: Min Seok

Recruit Date: 1994

Date of Birth: March 26, 1990

Kill Rate: 100%

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Positions:

Team Leader

Killing 

Field Cover Info. Gathering

Dealing

Xiumin smoothly out his information with the flick of his wrist, stopping at the line that read "Team Leader". There was also the profile photo placed underneath, with a paperclip attached to it. He was very, very young in the photo, eyes didn't reflect the innocence any other four year old would. Those eyes, they knew something, things others didn't, but they still held a little ambitious flare to them. He wasn't smiling, just giving a piercing look to the camera man he remembered killing afterwards. 

He figured in case someone got a hold of his information, in the organization or not, it'd be best if they didn't confirm his as the biggest target. He also threw away any evidence of his field work, besides behind the scenes killings and other work.

The others weren't important, as he them out long ago, because he long since used his real name in a long long time.

A tune streamed from the base of his throat, it was quiet, but it didn't matter anyway, as the walls were sound proof. 

He cleared his throat, stopping the humming and cleared up the two folders, stashing them away in a locked safe, filled to the brim with folders just like the other two, some clearly older than others. Xiumin's dusty, beaten up folder brimmed with dirt and thinning paper was far more filled with his records of hits in comparison to Lu's thin pristine one. 

Locking up the records, he sighed, remembering every face he slashed, even from a young age. Minseok. He hadn't used that name in a long time. Too long. He didn't even know if anyone was left alive to know it.

His head pounded at the thought and he plopped down to sit and sleep on his bed, he hadn't slept in the past how many days. 

Right then and there his body was floating, and his thoughts fluttered to another world. 

"Right this way," Suho guides the man to an underground office building. 

The outside is disguised like a men's suit tailor/rent shop and chicken shop, underneath combined together to make one of the most dangerous hitman organizations 

"No need," he smiled gracefully to the man, dazzling him completely and walked into the room fearlessly. It sent him down a walk of stairs, a few corridors which he memorized beforehand, from the organization files. 

Striding forward he was met by a man dressed in a clean button down, hair slicked to the side. He was little, down turned eyes giving him a bit of an innocent look. 

"You are?" His eyes turn into crescents, a strangely rectangular like smile appearing on his small face.

"A friend of the manager? I came to the basement hoping to find him," without missing a beat he replied.

"Please," he guided the way, a mysterious taller figure with elfish ears appearing behind. 

"Who's this?" The tall guy smiles, his eyes also remind him of an elf.

"He says he's a friend of the boss," the smaller one answers. They enclose him on both sides, the smaller one guiding, the larger behind. Luhan kept his confused mask, making sure he kept his common citizen demeanor. 

"So what's your name friend?" the smaller on shows him into a room, it's dark.

"Xiao," he smiles and is suddenly pushed to the ground. His mind blanks. Eh?

"Let me bring you a suit, but you will have to take that off first," the small man's eyes turn large, irises growing by the second.

"I'll get the dragon," the taller one scampers off to find this "dragon". 

In a flash an even.. taller man enters the room as the small on is almost going to kill him. 

"Ox! Stop! That's our next partner!" His angry brows leave a big impression on Lu. This dragon is the leader?

"Are you sure you can kill? Or you part of another thing? Like supplies or services?" Ox leans in, observing Lu's pretty face.

"Who are you?" The "dragon" asks.

"Shou, you?" he asks.

"Kris," Kris asks, he guess his name isn't actually dragon.

"I thought your name was Xiao?" the tall kid asks, his left eye twitching.

"It isn't," he answers.

Ox mutters multiple apologies and they set off to the main room.

"Who's this? Why'd you rush out so quickly?" A sleepy man greets them.

"Our new partner, I didn't mention earlier, but I only found out just now. His name is Shou okay guys," Kris introduces him, and they all greet themselves.

"So you already know me, Kris, real name, Wu Yifan, hitman." Kris comments and he thinks that it may be a lie.

"Ox, but I go by Baekhyun around here. I do sniping and stuff out of the picture," Ox gives him a mock pledge.

"Ch- I mean Virus! M' name's Chanyeol, hacker," Mr. Elf gives a broad smile and munches on a box of snacks.

"Code Name Kai, Jongin, arms expert," the sleepy guy immediately lays back down on the sofa to go back into dream land.

"Suho! Or Junmyeon!" the man in the suit says from earlier, "another person is out at the moment, he's Tao! He's for travel," 

"It's nice to meet you all! As I said my name is -" and he's cut off.

"Lu," some guy walks in wearing all black, a black hat covering his face, multiple jackets and thick pants, not allowing his actual form to show through. 

"It's Shou though?" Baekhyun wonders, hoping he wasn't tricked a second time.

"No, this is Lu, are next member, the seventh," he says causing Luhan to do a mental headcount, wondering if he counted wrong or something. There were obviously eight people in the room.

"Yeah, name's Lu, real name, Lu Han."

"Xiumin?" Yifan asks. 

"I fell asleep earlier, I couldn't tell you the details. You arrived before planned," his face turns to Luhan but he can't see his face still.

"Surprise? So you are Xiumin?" He leans down, trying to catch a glimpse of the smaller man's face, but he makes a quick turn. So much for making a good impression.

"I'm going," Xiumin walks past him quickly.

"Where?" Luhan calls over his shoulder.

"Out," he grumbles.

"What's with him?" he asks the leader. They are all sitting around, getting to know each other.

"He's always kind of like that, but he's a great leader," Kris explains. Luhan's eyes burst open, large as dinner plates.

"He's the leader? What's his code name?" Luhan's on the edge of his seat.

"It's Xiumin," he looks to Luhan, not minding the questions.

"Then what's his real name? What does he look like?" he whispers the last one, as it almost sounds a bit rude.

"Nobody here know, never bothered, we all thought that as well, that it was his real name at first, but we still trust him. And to answer that, yeah, he always looks like that, all covered up, he gets cold easily, don't judge it, but you'll see his face eventually," Kris pats his shoulder, standing when he sees that Luhan is still caught up in his thoughts.

"Can you tell me what you did before you came here?" Baekhyun's eyes are curious.

"I-I" Luhan was almost going to stand up when he felt a body plop beside him.

"Baekhyun, you can ask him next time, Luhan, why don't you check out the area, you'll have to get used to it," Suho distracts Baekhyun to excuse Luhan. Luhan is thankful.

"Thanks."

Strolling through the streets of his new home, he passes a lonely soccer field, in the center there's a short boy, dribbling around with a huge scarf and dimmed glasses. His hair flops over the rims of his glasses, covering his face almost completely. Luhan thinks he's a student, a soccer student maybe? 

He makes his way down to the field, wanting to play some ball as well, it's been years. He liked playing on his time up, as it did good for his muscles and reflexes. 

"Can I join?" He calls lightheartedly, making up a name in his head.

"Sure..." he looks a bit surprised, but agrees.

"Han," he breathes, taking in the features of what he could, which is practically nothing besides the small bridge of a nose. 

"Minseok," he kicks the ball over to be friendly.

The two play around a little bit, dribbling back and forth, soft laughs echo around the grassy field. The sun is almost completely set, and Luhan doesn't realize how fast time goes by.

"I think I'm wrapping up today, you go along first, I'll pack up," Minseok grins?

"Will you be here again?" Luhan wonders aloud.

"Sure," and like that they are agreeing on another time, exchanging numbers and everything.

"By the way, what's with the coverage?" Luhan doesn't mean to pry, but anyone watching would find it suspicious.

"Sensitive to the weather," to reveal his point he slips off part of his arm sleeve, revealing an extremely pale arm, covered in deep blue marks as if he had frostbite.

"I.. I see," Luhan knew of the condition, and brushed off his suspicions, he was only a kid anyway.

Luhan runs back to the organization that night, hoping his sweat disappears in the wind. Moving sections could have its upsides.

Note: Let's start off light! I know the code names are a bit confusing and weird but I'll explain later!

Let me know if you have any questions in the comments below! 

I'll add in the side ships that were most commented from that one poll! 

PLUS EXO IN THE US??? How about it?? I'll be there!