Caught in the Crossfire - Villain!Volt x Civilian!Reader (2.3k words)
I rarely posts fics, but decided to post this one lmao. 😭😭 I can't promise I'll post more in the future tho.
I don't want to give too much away, so I'll just say read at your own discretion, it does contain fighting and violent moments, and a very particular violent moment torwards the end.
- - - - - - - - - - - - -
It was another typical day in the city of Coolsville. A slow, mundane day Volt would say. He sat on his chair, elbow perched on the arm of his leather swivel executive chair and the back of his hand resting on his cheek as he stared absentmindedly in the distance of his office. Such a lackluster afternoon. He needed a good thrill, something that will get his blood pumping and return the light to his now dull eyes. He contemplated for a minute more before his eyes slowly widened as an idea popped up in his mind, a slow, mischievous grin gracing his face.
You were currently out in your small city running errands. You smiled widely. You felt so productive today, nearly getting everything done on your list! All you needed to do now was run to the store and grab some groceries. The drive to the store was uneventful. You grabbed the needed supplies and checked out. As you were exiting the store, bags in hands, your ears perked up to screaming. Your eyes scanned the plaza, seeing multiple citizens frantically running for their lives. It soon clicked in your mind that the reason is definitely because a villain nearby was wrecking havoc. And this day was going so perfectly... You were not about to become collateral damage. You tightened your grip on your bags before you made a B line to your car, frantically getting your keys out in your other hand. You were nearly there when you saw a bright light in your peripheral vision move towards you at high speeds before everything went black.
When you finally woke up, you noticed you were in an unfamiliar location. Where? You weren’t sure. The memories of what happened quickly flooded back into your mind as you frantically looked around. It was too dark to see anything except a few feet ahead of you thanks to the dim light that hung directly above you. Despite not being able to see too far, you were kind of grateful for the dim light. It was helping the mild headache you had go away. Slowly but surely. You weren’t sure how big the room was, so you stomped your foot down on the floor, listening to how far the echo went. So, pretty big. In all the cartoons you’ve watched as a kid, you’d take a guess that you’re also tied to a, surprisingly comfortable, chair in the center of the room, but your arms were able to move freely. What? Didn’t villains usually tie up their hostages? You could easily roam about if you wanted. The thought soon slipped out of your mind as you heard footsteps approaching. Your heartbeat began to quicken in your chest. You had no idea which villain had kidnapped you, not having enough time to see who it was outside, prioritizing getting the fuck out of the area than trying to stick around for a split second longer, before getting knocked out. But no matter how much you think about it, you couldn’t wrap your head around which villain wouldn’t tie their hostages up. You were rudely snapped out of your thoughts once the footsteps became closer and louder. You stared into the abyss until you could see the silhouette of the figure, now illuminated by the dull light. Your eyes shot open in horror.
There, standing right in front of you was none other than the infamous Volt, the most dangerous and feared villain amongst them all. Of all the villains you could be a hostage for, fate chose you to be Volt’s hostage. Could this day get any worse? You had read stories online about how sinister and spontaneous this man can be, and read about some of the awful thing’s he’s done to the city and heroes alike which made you that much more terrified of him. He placed his hands up in a placating motion before he spoke. You never heard his voice before, obviously with not being near the man at all until this point, but a deep, smooth, accented voice was not at all what you were expecting. “I apologize for bringing you here, my dear. It was nothing personal, I can assure you. I just needed a civilian as leverage.” he calmly stated as if that was perfectly normal, but you suppose in his case, it must be.
“L-Leverage? For what?” you managed to speak out, your voice slightly shaky, slowly looking up at the mask he wore. It concealed his eyes and nose bridge, and despite being under some lighting, the eye holes looking like two holes of an endless abyss.
“All in due time,” He grinned at you. Wow, he had a great smile. You wanted to mentally slap yourself for thinking that. He KIDNAPPED you! Now was not the time to be thinking thoughts like that!
Volt pulled his suit sleeve up to look at his watch, “Which is,” he hummed. The second he finished his sentence, a loud blast erupted above them. Looking up, the roof had a decent sized hole, allowing more light into the large room. Floating in the center of it was none other than the hero of the city, Blazing Flame. “Right now.” Volt smirked. “Ah, my amusing Fireball! Right on time.”
Blazing Flame quickly swooped down, not allowing Volt to do his signature monologue or anything of the sort, preparing to land a quick punch to his face when she quickly halted in front of him, looking past him to spot you who was staring at her in awe. You, unintentionally, distracting her was all Volt needed in order to land a powerful kick that sent her flying straight into the wall across the room. He straightened back up, hands still in his pockets, looking poised, smirking in anticipation as the hero flew back over to them.
“Using innocent civilians as hostages? That’s a new low, even for you, Volt.” She spat. Even though her face was covered, you both could tell she was glaring daggers at Volt. You weren’t sure if you were imagining things, but you could have sworn the tip of her hair had sparked in flames, but it quickly vanished as soon as it had appeared.
Volt shrugged, “What can I say? I’m just full of surprises. You, on the other hand? Could stand to have some more. Now, if we’re done with small talk, why don’t you come at me with all your strength since it irks you so much seeing me borrow your precious civilians that you’re honor bound to protect.” he taunted. He could sense the shift in the hero. More aggravated. More predictable. Blazing Flame balled her hands into fists. The second she did, they engulfed in flames. She charged at Volt fast, pulling her arm back. Volt stood in the same spot, calm as ever. When she got closer, he casually stepped to the side, moving from in front of you who was looking at the fast approaching hero like a deer in headlights.
Her eyes widened as she gasped before quickly stopping right in front of you. You tensed as you felt the wind blow past you from how fast she was flying along with the heat her hands were producing. Volt chuckled before walking behind the chair, resting his arms on the back of it. “Careful now, Fireball, you don’t want to act too rashly, lest you hurt your precious civilian that you’re trying to save from me.”
“How much lower can you stoop? Using them like a shield in order to save your ass!” She snarled, the tips of her hair beginning to emit a small cloud of smoke.
“Then move me away from them without injuring them.” Volt challenged, smirking.
“I’m going to wipe that stupid smirk off your face!” She growled before she charged at Volt from the side. You put up your arms as a shield when the hero charged past you. If someone asked you how your day would end up, you would have never expected spending it being caught in the crossfire between the villain of the city and the hero of the city’s fight. The hero flew up before shooting fireballs at Volt. He moved away from the back of your chair, dodging the projectiles with ease. The hero let out a huff of air, proud that she managed to get Volt away from you, and giving her more of an open shot. She flew down to get more close punches in.
Tentatively, you managed to turn and look over the chair to see how the fight was going. From your view, you could see Blazing Flame throwing fiery punch after fiery punch and Volt was managing to dodge every single one of them like it was nothing! You were beginning to see how she hasn’t beaten Volt yet. He was surprisingly nimble for someone of his size. You watched their fight as her movements became increasingly reckless instead of calculated. Which was exactly what Volt wanted. You were so caught up in their little “dance” that you didn’t notice Volt move towards you, after dodging yet another fiery fist, gently grabbing your hand and pulling you off the seat towards him.
“Care to dance, darling?” He didn’t really give you a chance to answer as he was already placing a firm, but respectful, hand on your waist and intertwining his other hand in yours. As he began to dance with you, you saw out of the corner of your eye the hero getting up from being knocked back by Volt. She looked furious, her hair engulfing completely in flames, like her rage had nearly consumed her.
“Oh my, it looks like Fireball has lost her temper.” Volt snickered. You panicked, trying to pull away from Volt’s hold. You didn’t want to be further in the crossfire of their fight than you had to, but Volt had a solid grip on you. “Relax~,” he murmured against your ear, his deep voice making you shiver, “I won’t let her harm you. Your safety is guaranteed in my arms. Besides, you don’t want to just sit and observe from afar during this part. She’s becoming too blinded by her own rage. It’s going to make this all the more thrilling.”
Your eyes widened at his comment. You were about to speak up, but let out a small squeal as he spun you both just in time to dodge the enraged hero. This was crazy! The hero was far too pissed and threw caution out the window, and now the villain is dodging her attacks through dancing with you! This felt surreal. You felt like the red cloth the matador uses to taunt the bull before they go in for the kill. You weren’t exactly a dancer, but Volt managed to lead you through the movements so skillfully that you didn’t step on his shoe once.
He glided across the wide room with you in his arms, spinning and twirling you around. You still couldn’t see his eyes due to his mask, but his grin was down right scary. It was wide, like he was enjoying this, which he probably was. You were pulled from your thoughts when he spun you into a low dip, essentially ducking from the hero who tried tackling him, showcasing just how strong he is. Your heart was beating out of your chest, hating the feeling of your stomach dropping so suddenly. He pulled you back up, tutting at the hero disapprovingly, “That was a rather reckless move, but I suppose that is to be expected when you’ve lost your cool.” he spoke, his grin still plastered on his half masked face before continuing his dance with you.
The little impromptu dance and dodge went on for a few minutes longer before Volt began to grow bored.He spun you one last time before pulling you to his side. Blazing Flame was flying above them, her hair a burning inferno.
“This dance of ours has truly been entertaining, hero, but you have grown rather predictable. I’m afraid I’ll have to close the curtains to your act permanently.” Volt’s eyes began to glow behind his mask as he raises his free hand to shoot what looked like a powerful lightning bolt at the hero. She had no time to react. Your eyes widened. A direct hit. The flash illuminated the entire room for a few seconds before the hole in the roof and the dim light were the only light sources illuminating the space. The hero falls to the floor with a loud thud. You wince when the sound echoed throughout the room along with the loud cracking sound.
Volt sighed, running a hand through his hair before looking down at you and giving you that charming smile that was beginning to make you develop conflicting feelings for the villain. “I’m sorry you had to see that, my dear. Sometimes heroes exhaust what little amusement they provide me and thus must be dealt with accordingly, you understand, don’t you?” He asked so casually, so calmly. Your heart was pounding, but you nodded, if only to save yourself from the same fate that befell yet another hero at the hands of the cruel villain. His smile widens as he moved his hand to your shoulder and gently nudged you forward as he escorted you out of the large room. Away from the hero lying motionlessly on the ground. Away from a literal dead corpse.
Soon, you were outside of whatever building that was. “I had quite a blast, darling. Our little dance was quite electrifying. If you should ever want to do that sometime again,” he handed you a small card, “You know where to find me.” He offered one last smirk before he closed the door. You stood frozen in place, processing everything that had happened. You were thankful that you survived being kidnapped, but another hero fell to Volt. One that you had a front row seat to witnessing. You weren’t sure how to go on about your life after seeing that, but you can only hope you’ll figure it out.
- - - - - - - - - - - - -
LMAOOO Thx for readingg. The premise was literally: What if Volt danced with a random civilian while the hero was trying to attack him? 🤣🤣
Aaaanyways yee... Villain Volt is scaryy 🫣🫣