Villain

My Hero Academia Crossover

*QUIRK: EXPLODING SOUND*

*CAN CONVERT SOUNDS AND NOISES INTO SOUNDS WAVES AND KINETIC ENERGY*

*“Vei! We’re starting now! Hurry!”* I heard Saviih as he opened the door slightly to my changing station. I answered him with some quiet mumbling but he had already walked off. Normally I would’ve shouted at someone walking in on me or something like that, but I couldn't bring myself to do it with him. He’s an exception. *“I heard that!”* I could hear him shouting back to me playfully. He was a pain in the ass most of the times, but we still stuck together. If I wouldn’t save his ass every ten minutes I don’t think he’d still be here.

I put on my hearing devices and fireproof mini-shields. I should’ve probably grown more of a tolerance by now from the damage I myself create, but I wasn’t there yet. It was truly embarrassing needing to shield yourself from your own damage.

The sign of the meeting room already had a red light shining beside the sign, they had already started without me. I walked in and met up with my team. This time it was going to be me, Saviih, Eshan, Rim and **Aarin**. We were a stable team, our quirks complemented each other. Everyone had a fitting offensive Quirk which was good as we don’t know which Villains we will run into or what place we’re going to. I grew slightly disappointed though when I saw Rim, she still seems to have the wrong assumptions about me.

*“Anyhow, we guess that it’s The Brothers going at it again, this is their type of crime. After all, they tend to follow in a certain pattern.”* Duo was the one giving the orders. He was perfect for his job with an analyzing Quirk.

*“Are you sure you’re okay with this, Vei?”* Duo asked me as he noticed me listening in. Those types of questions were frustrating. Are you underestimating me, you bitch?

*“Of course I’m fine with it! I’m not weak.”* Saviih put a hand on my shoulder. Perhaps I shouldn't have said that after all.

We were dropped off outside an abandoned apartment building. I hadn't been here before. Eshan used his shapeshifting Quirk and transformed into a black cat, he then began scouting the area. This was routine. We’ve dealt with The Brothers before, but it seems they were let off the hook last time. Rim started to drag on with the rest about a plan. I hated her plans, they were too cautious. It would have been easy for the Villain to get away if she were to begin planning now. That’s why we did it at headquarters. Just shut the fuck up and let’s get to work.

*“Everyone got what we talked about? I’ll follow up with Eshan so we can gain the mobility advantage with our Quirks. We try locking them inside. The rest of you try and find them.”*

*“We got it, just go already.”* I was getting tired of her shit. Hurry up then if mobility is so precious to you.

*“Stop that.”* Saviih gave me ‘the look’. Really? Now? Back me up for once!

*“Don’t worry, we’ve got it.”* **Aarin's** answer seemed to satisfy her needs. Finally. Rim used her teleporting Quirk and she were seen disappearing and reappearing inside the building. The rest of us walked inside. I turned on my hearing devices. Let’s fucking blow this shit up.

There was no noise or sound inside the building. The only thing I could hear was our footsteps when we walked on the concrete. I had both Saviih and **Aarin** in front of me. It felt good knowing where they were at all times. Then none of them bastards would leave me here.

I heard something. It was some kind of scratching that came from above us. The others turned around and looked at me, they noticed my reaction. I’ve been with this team for so many missions, I knew exactly what the sound was. It was Eshan running in his cat form. I wouldn’t have cared if it wasn’t for his noise being so panicked. He must know that I would hear, he must know that I would think this and realize it. This was his way of calling for help.

They were waiting for me to say something. I whispered and didn’t show any body language, except looking up from time to time. The possibility of us being watched was probably really high. Saviih looked at me for a couple of seconds before grasping the situation. How did he know this without me even saying something. He used his Quirk and ran ahead on his way to the higher floors. He put himself on fire, but kept the flames tame. We ran after, but kept the distance so we wouldn’t get hurt by him.

I feel a hand covering my mouth, holding a knife to my throat and forcing me away from my group. I try my best to get away and make noises loud enough for the others to hear but I fail. My Quirk was weak as there were no sound loud enough for my hearing devices. I couldn’t fight back with kinetic energy, but I tried my best to fight in other ways.

I already knew who it was behind me. He sat down with me in his embrace as he quietly hushed me. As though it would work. I got frustrated again, he was probably just teasing me, that made me even more mad at him. I couldn’t move any of my limbs and my hearing devices didn’t absorb any noises loud enough for me to fight back. Fuck.

He chuckled for himself before pressing his knife tighter. I could feel blood running down my collarbones. *“Sleep for me, Darling”* he said before sticking a sleep dart into my thigh.

### Part 2: Corrupt Societies

*MAZIREL AMRYNN.*

*QUIRK: BLOOD MANIPULATION*

*CAN MANIPULATE HIS OWN OR OTHERS BLOOD*

I woke up to a dusty and empty room with my hands tied behind my back on a chair. This shit was so uncomfortable. There was only a single thin shine of sunshine making it through the window. It was reflected on me by a silver knife fingered on by a silhouette sitting in the darkness. Mazirel. Fuck off.

He had a smile on his face when he approached me. For once it didn’t look like a psycho-smile, but a genuine one. *“Morning, Love.”* he kneeled down in front of me when he made his way over. He crossed his arms and looked up at me. *“Let me go before I blow your fucking face off.”* he laughed at my answer. *“I was simply saying hello!”* he chuckled and started fidgeting with his fingers.

*“Well, if you truly want to you can always try, although I removed your suit.”* I looked down only to realize my mini-shields and devices were gone. The only thing left on me was my black full bodysuit. Shit.

I gave it a couple tries freeing my chained hands but had to give up after a while. Mazirel looked at me with bored body language. Suit yourself, fuckface. You were the one who chained me down.

*“Are you done?”* he asked while resting his face on the flat end of the knife. I gave him a sigh which seemed to answer his question.

*“So, just going to say this right now. If you try and shout I will have to gag your mouth, Love. Now, I don’t want that, but..”* he stood up slowly and placed his hands on the chairs arm rests. He looked down on me from above. *“-... Perhaps you would like that?”* I spit in his face.

*“You could’ve just said no.”* he said in disappointment as he wiped off the spit.

*“I enjoyed that more.”* I answered sarcastically.

*“Feisty today, are we? Well I don’t blame you. Seems like that is the only thing you Heroes are this time of year. I mean, I can’t even go outside without being forced to knock someone out! You are on the edge all the time!”*

*“We aren’t lik-”*

*“Are you Heroes asking for a fight? You simply start a fight and then blame it for fighting Villains! Shouldn’t Heroes be ‘a symbol of peace’ or whatever? Geez, this society is truly corrupt.”* I didn’t answer him. I didn’t feel like it.

*“Oh, quiet? Then you must be implying that I’m right? Well, it’s okay Love. I’ve saved you from those reckless Heroes now. I’m gonna do what I’ve got to do if that’s what it takes keeping you safe.”* I couldn’t place him. I had been in fights with him before, but he had never been like this.

*“What do you mean?”* I asked. He walked off for a while before returning with my favourite food. Spicy BBQ Chicken.

*“This is what you usually order, right?*” he said while unpacking it from the bag and breaking the chopsticks. *“Answer the question.”* I demanded. He looked at me strangely before recalling what I’ve asked.

*“Oh yeah, keeping you safe. I intend to keep that promise. How so?”* he used the chopsticks to pick one of the chicken pieces.

*“Why?”* I asked. He held it in front of me.

*“I can’t untie your hands for now. Here.”* He placed it inside my mouth. Fuck I love this food. I felt so guilty for enjoying what he gave me. What if he had poisoned it? I spat it out on the floor. He looked at me weirdly. *“What?”* he asked. *“You love this?”*

I chuckled at him. *“You probably poisoned it, right?”*

*“What? No! You saw me open it from the box?”* Perhaps this was me teasing him back. It actually felt good. Bastard. I suppose he was right though. He just opened it.

*“Come on. For real now.”* He gave me another chicken piece. *“I won’t force you to eat, y’know? Just do it. You never know when you get food the next time.”* I looked at him.

*“Will you starve me now? Thanks, Love.*” I said sarcastically.

*“No, I won’t starve you. Who do you think I am? he chuckled for himself. “A Villain?”*

### Part 3: What Feels Right

When I woke up this time I didn’t feel any restriction. It wasn’t uncomfortable and my hands weren’t tied. I had been sleeping in a bed. I could see my wrists being irritated, but it felt good not having to be stuck with them being tied down. I looked around and realised this wasn’t the dusty dark room. This was luxury, definitely a premium bed. The room were mostly beige and white. It gave off a very rich feel to it. It seemed like anything in here had the same price of my apartment. Shit.

I felt a hand on my shoulder coming from behind. I turned around and saw Mazirel beneath the covers. Quickly I began to feel embarrassed. Wait. Don’t say we?

*“We didn’t.. do… it. R-Right?”* He gave me a smile and let his hand go off my shoulder.

*“No, I wouldn’t without your permission.”* I let out a sigh of relief. Fuck that’s really good.

*“You’re tense. Stop it. Sleep in.”* he let out a yawn and rolled over to his back. He closed his eyes.  *“Or do you need something? Food?”* I shaked my head but later realised that he couldn’t see me.

*“No, I’m..”* I didn’t know what to say. This wasn’t right. I didn’t feel like this, like he felt.

*“Hey, hey.. Shh…”* He rolled to his side again and faced me. *“If you don’t have the words then don’t force them out. Here, you need a hug.”* He pulled me against him aggressively. I resisted his actions by instinct. *“Ah, no! No come here.”* he said playfully. *“You’re not moving until you’re calm, Love.”* I didn’t know what to do. I had never been held like this before. Shit. It felt nice, but I shouldn’t. I started to tear up but I didn’t know why. That made me panic and breathe faster. The panicking truly didn’t help the tears go away. Surely I started crying in an instant. Fuck.

Mazirel chuckled. “What is it, Love?” he softened his grip around me, but it had the opposite effect. I started crying more and I couldn’t stop it. Soon enough I couldn’t even breathe. He laughed for himself. *“I’ve never had that effect on women before. Hey, Love, breathe for me.”* He took deep breaths that I tried to sync up with. It helped me calm down. *“Now, what is it?”* he asked. I couldn’t bear myself to look at him. *“This isn’t right. But.. I don’t know.”* I felt tears again, but they were calm this time. I was so weak at this point that I grew embarrassed of myself. Fucking piece of shit you stupid ass bitch you’re not weak so then act like it.

*“Hey, it’s okay.”* he rubbed his hands against my back. *“You know that I love you at this point. Whether you follow it up or not is your choice. Mostly.”* he said it jokingly and moved aside some of my hair from my face.

He grabbed me in an instant and placed me upon his chest, being playful with me and teasing. It was actually fun this time. Fuck. I shouldn’t like this. *“I mean-” he started. “If you ever come to hate me you can always blow me up, right?”* he laughed and started tickling me.

*“But, for real. I don’t deserve this, you I mean. I want you, Love. You can stay here for now if you don’t know what to do. I won’t be sad, I’m a Villain, right?”*

*“In the end, you do what feels right.”* he continued. Perhaps this was right. He moved closer and kissed my lips. I was taken by surprise and he noticed. *“Oh, sorry I-”* I shut him up by kissing him back.