Strings (BNHA x OC) [Rewrite]

40 || Rescue

Puppet kept Eraser Head in the middle of the woods for hours. The position of the sun in the sky had shifted, telling the erasure hero that a considerably long amount of time had indeed passed.

She wouldn't tell him anything regarding the status of his students. The thoughts of what had happened to them ran wild through his mind, and that was torture in itself. It was agonizing.

He still hung by strings from the tree branches around him, keeping him immobile. With how long he'd been in that position, his arms had started to go numb.

Puppet walked in front of him. "Still thinking about your students?"

"Why are you still keeping me here?" Eraser Head asked back, still trying to sound like he had some semblance of control.

"Because I like to see you break," she answered easily.

He grimaced.

Puppet opened her mouth to say something else, but stayed silent as something else caught her attention. Her eyes flicked to the side and she stared off into the trees.

Eraser Head followed her gaze to where she was looking, seeing nothing but foliage.

What is she looking at? he questioned.

"Mr. Aizawa!" a voice from the distance called.

The teacher's eyes widened. That's Midoriya's voice.

After hearing the voice of one of his students, Puppet's hand quickly reached out and grabbed Eraser Head's neck from behind. One of her fingers pressed harshly and painfully into a pressure point on the side of his neck. He instantly froze his neck in place out of instinct, decreasing the pain as much as possible.

He felt his body being released from the tight bindings of the strings, and he dropped to the ground, landing on his feet. Before he could do anything, his wrists were quickly rebound behind his back.

"Ground, now," Puppet commanded.

He didn't move quick enough to her liking, so she kicked the backs of his knees and he fell down into a kneeling position.

He winced as she put a tad more pressure against his neck and slowly tipped him over, forcing him to lay on his side against the ground. She crouched down beside him and was careful to not put too much pressure on his neck.

Eraser Head attempted to move his legs to give him leverage to be able to push himself up. To cease his struggles, Puppet pressed her finger harder into his neck. He immediately stopped, quickly realizing that the more he moved, the more force she would use to keep him still.

He focused on steadying his breathing to a slower pace, allowing himself to relax and calm as much as possible. He began to get a slight headache from his pressure point being pressed down on for too long.

He felt like a helpless animal being painfully pinned down by a trap. He was forced entirely under Puppet's control; he couldn't move, and It made a pit of unease form in his stomach.

This was why she was a villain, this was why her alias was Puppet Master, this was why she was feared. If she got a hold of her victims, she would treat them as puppets, controlling them as she saw fit. Then, once she got bored, she'd kill them and take their souls.

Midoriya, followed by Asui, ran through the tree line and into the clearing that the pro hero and the villain were in.

As the teacher looked over his two students, he took an inward sigh of relief; they both seemed to be unharmed.

"Mr. Aizawa!" Asui called as her eyes fell onto him.

Eraser Head was sure that in that moment, he looked weak and pathetic - not like the pro hero that he was. But knowing that it was Midoriya and Asui, they would completely disregard that and do everything they could to get him away from the villain and to safety.