pairing: Villain! fem reader x Izuku Midoriya
tags:Kidnapping,Stockholm syndrome (Deku has major I can fix her energy),slight slowburn, depictions of gore and violence, probably ooc moments, angst,reader has a lot of emotional issues, family issues,enemies to lovers,*author will add more tags as she goes :P*
notes!: Ugh! so glad I got the 1st chapter done due to my very busy life anyway! please let me know if this is at least decent :( this my 1st time writing fic so please kind criticism is welcomed this chapter is kinda short but I wanted to at least get it started
Chapter 1:Hey There Mister Give Me Some Cash!
“This is the fifth body this month.”
Police tape surrounds the dark alleyway flashing blue and red lights illuminate the night sky . Pro heroes on patrol swarm the gruesome scene.”The victim, the same as all the others,Gutted out clean,no signs of a murder weapon nor usage of a quirk.” Detective Tsukachi explains “So far it seems like our villain has a type.Each one of the victims have similar backgrounds, low-life crooks with no noteworthy quirks, harvested for their organs then tossed out in alleyways.”
“And still we don't have any leads on who could’ve this” raven haired pro hero Easerhead dryly replied “Not exactly. We saw cases like this when the l/n clan was still active…but that was many moons ago..” Detective Taukuchi, puzzled, tries to connect the dots “The members and their leader were arrested and sent to Tartarus..unless…”
“Someone’s picking up where they left off” Easerhead finishing his sentence
“Someone call Ado!” Taukuchi shouts.
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As a child I was never really taught how to be a …person, to care, to actually want something. But instead I learned to better understand my purpose… as a weapon
After my parents were arrested. My father was sent to the largest prison for the most high profiled villains.while my mother was shipped off to a mental ward never to be heard of again. I, on the other hand, had to finish raising myself and finding any means to make a living. Growing up learned all the many ways you can harm another living being how to ”make use of your gift” they would say that “gift” being as long as my heart is still beating i can make any weapon from my own flesh and blood
Isn’t that wonderful…not like it hurts or anything I can handle it.
It’s not all bad I created a business for myself! Yeah it's no etsy shop,no cute little handmade earrings and what not.
I’m a hired assassin! who…may not also sell body parts on the side.
The job isn’t pretty but it’s all I really know how to do..
Yesterday I got a call. A window of opportunity as I like to call it, A man with a raspy sounding voice requested my services for a hefty sum of money. I'll be an idiot to refuse. He wanted me to meet him in the kamino ward.
The address he given me lead to a dingy little bar
A small bell went off as I pushed the doors open
Contrary to the outside the inside of the building looked quite nice and strangely enough like a normal run of the mill bar
Sitting at the counter was a lengthy man wearing all black minus his shoes, with ashy blue hair that barely covered his eyes .Across from him a figure made entirely of purple mist with incredible fashion sense due to their suit and tie cleaning his glass.
I sat at the bar leaving a space between each other
“Are you the one who called”
“I’m surprised you came,yes I did.”
“So out with it what is it that you want? You want someone dead?’ I said plainly Most of clients just want their gang rivals dead so they’ll gain their territory or whatever the fuck so thought he was just like all the others
“Not necessarily more like someone to disappear for awhile” He slides me a photo “His name is Izuku Midoriya” I pick up the polaroid. It looks like it was taken at the sports festival a while back.The target is a U.A student. He had the kinda boy next door kind of look to him with the freckles and curly green hair and had these sorta large doe like eyes even his irises matched his hair. It’s like he give me a photo of a baby deer
With slight confusion as if why this villain wanted this fawn gone I spoke up “ and you don’t want him gone you just want him…kidnapped? Why?”
“I thought you weren't in the business of asking questions..one of the reasons why I hired you” he mumbled his red eyes appeared lazily glared at me
“I like knowing what the hell I’m getting myself into” I said as a lowered my eyes
“To put it simply his levels are pretty damn high for my team even just by himself..If say his team were to accidentally used their best player for credits-”
I wave him off “I don’t speak video game.Whatever! Jeez sorry I even asked.” I hopped out of my seat “When do I get my money” I yawned
“Kurogiri, can you give her the first payment?”
“Yes, Shigaraki” The purple mist responded grabbing an envelope from underneath the counter
“Get the quest done and there’s more where that came from.” His slightly chapped lips lowly smiled with his words
I swiftly grabbed the envelope and made my way to the door “Yeahhhh…sure”
Before I left “Why did you hire me anyway?”
“I needed someone to play the game.”
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