You knew she was around you. You knew that she was going to drug you. You knew she was bad news. You couldn't, wouldn't let her toy with you. For once, you were going to play a game with her instead. Every one of your abilities were hidden, only allowed to be spoken of when an authority figure allowed it. There were many things you could do, but not with the drug Aizawa gave you in use. So, you needed to not take them. Pretend.
You knew what the drugs did. Aizawa's buzz in his mind told you, you just never asked questions. Now, you were going to not listen to him to protect him against something he did not realize was a danger. There were many things, dark things, about your powers. One touch, in a lifetime, would connect you. Memories around the woman were foggy, but you knew she had touched you. That fact was proven when you could feel her presence anytime she got close, even if her mind was quiet. It was part of the virus you carried. It's one of the things that made you the most terrifying. It could even spread through the air. All it required on your end, was extreme emotions. The woman got close and you took your chance.
An image, fake, took your place when you grabbed Aizawa's hand. Only the woman could see it, nobody else. You went away, the woman stabbing your image with a syringe, before following close behind. Everything she saw was slowly turning into an illusion. All you had to do was not look at her, feign ignorance. The woman walked up to the image as you sat down next to Aizawa. The noises from others were growing more intense inside the building, your nose started to bleed, but you ignored it.
'비밀을 말하게 할 수는 없어, 인형'
You suddenly turned and sent a blast at the woman knocking her into a wall. Aizawa noticed, turning towards her before you stood up and went to the girl.
"(Y/N) what are you doing?" Aizawa asked softly as you touched the downed woman. She was knocked out, blood seeping from her skull.
"She... tried to hurt me." You respond, Aizawa gaining the attention of Joke. The hero's smile was gone as she looked down. "She's okay." You said darkly as Aizawa pulled out his phone. 'This is bad.'
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Nameless felt a dark void overshadowing her mind. It was cold, freezing cold. Her body soon felt a falling sensation before she was jerked and felt a hand to her face. There she saw the white eyes of the kid she was sent to drug. A smile came to her face as she looked at the kid.
"You lost!" The girl yelled as the child shushed her quickly. Suddenly, Nameless couldn't talk or make noise. Faint whispers started to sound through her head as a headache formed. The whispers were so quiet and yet louder than a cannon.
"Mind.... It is mine." The girl mumbled, still shushing the woman before the darkness swallowed her up. Suddenly, she was jerked up, cold white eyes staring at her. "Infected, broken, like me and yet not, memories, tangled and shattered. You don't want to remember." Suddenly, the girl touched the woman's forehead. Pain surged through her as she tried to scream. "You will remember."
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Taunting strings pulled on the crevices of your mind. You played games, cruel games. The expression of pain and sorrow melted on her face. You whispered nothing, but a word was going through your mind. Coma of nightmares. The students had finished their exams a long while ago. Forcing the girl to remember things, torturous things, was easy for you to do. Just put her in a coma, the memories will do the rest, for eternity. No killing or anything, just the destruction of will.
Aizawa felt the shift in your mentality. The coldness of your gaze said it all. He knew you did something bad, but other matters had preoccupied him. The students had received their licenses and had to find an agency. All the while, you were studying. You learned extremely quickly. The speech therapy helped you talk probably, while the villain that came to the exam was still asleep. Nothing seemed to affect her. Aizawa inquired what the woman's quirk was and you said, 'I won't let her forget.' The merciless words made the man worry, but, once again, he was preoccupied with training another boy. This one wasn't part of his class, instead, he was a general studies student, trying to get into the hero course. Aizawa then turned to you.
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Whispers - MHA x Psychic Reader
FanfictionQuirks. They were a pillar of power, the peak of human evolution. Each one wanted something more powerful, more useful. They wanted weapons and they would do anything to get their weapons. Whether it was going into a stranger's home at night, just t...
