Snowflake || Boku no Hero Academia

𝕍𝕀: 𝕀 ℍ𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕄𝕪 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕤, 𝔸𝕤 𝕐𝕠𝕦 ℍ𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤

Both you and Stain ended up standing on top of a nearby building, watching as the police surrounded the alley you just left with yellow tape. Ingenium's body was being dragged out on a stretcher towards an awaiting ambulance nearby.

"These people haven't realized how they're mired in vanity and hypocrisy," Stain stated as the wind blew around the two of you. He has a wild look on his face.

Yet you couldn't agree more. The perspective Stain saw on the current condition of the world of heroes and villains made sense to you, but you never said a word about it to him.

"So, Snowflake," Stain turned to her. "What is it that you wanted to talk about?"

"Someone I know needed your help," you stated, going straight to the point.

A scoff came from Stain, "You know better that I don't work for anyone."

You furrowed your brows at him. You had your hood back on, a few locks of hair dancing along the wind. "I'm pretty sure you've heard what we did two weeks ago. He's desperate after losing way too many men to the authorities."

He gaze landed on you, "Aren't you enough to deal with an army?"

You chuckled, "That may be true, but you never know what dirty tricks people have up their sleeves. Especially when that shitty Eraser Head is always ever present."

"You would've done fine anyways. Last I heard, you easily wiped out an entire police force with just your quirk."

A scowl appeared on your features; your eyes trailed the ambulance that left the scene. "True. But like you said, I'm still getting the hang of my quirk. Sooner or later, this person will have me risk my own life so that they can get away with theirs."

A smirk formed on Stain's lips. "Well, old friend, why do you linger around them if you know your future?"

You paused and ask yourself the question. Why? Was it because you don't have a place to go? Was it because you're afraid that they'll be after your head? Was it because you're afraid that the heroes will capture you? Was it because you wanted to become more powerful?

"I have my reasons," was your reply. "As you have yours."

"Ah, then what's the point? I was hoping you'd join me in my little rampage a few days from now," Stain stated before standing up from his crouched position.

That made you perk your brow up. You looked at him. He was at least two feet taller that you, so you had to tilt your head up to meet his gaze. You stuffed your hands on the pockets of your hoodie; a grin was forming on your lips. But before you can form words, a purplish-black portal formed around you, bringing you and Stain with it.

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You watched with amusement as Stain managed to pin Shigaraki to the ground, a knife sliced through his right shoulder, drawing out blood, while his other hovered in between his neck and left shoulder, just a few centimeters away from a major artery.

"I can't move!" Kurogiri stated from his place on the bar. "It's probably his quirk."

You were silent during the whole ordeal, seeing it was a bit humorous to find Shigaraki in a pinch. You just came down from your room after hearing a loud thud.

You knew that Stain is an independent villain, and you were more than surprise that he had offered his acquaintances to you about three years ago. Shigaraki knew, obviously, that's why he sent you to persuade him to your side, even though you knew that it was impossible to convince the high ranking villain.

You had changed into a new set of clothes once you've returned, sensing that you might have to go out and do some 'dirty work', sensing that this meeting would turn out for the worse. And you were right.

Your outfit consists of a white, double-breasted jacket with black piping, cuffs and buttons over a white, pleated full skirt with black lace trim. You wore a pair of white, thigh high boots with black heels and lace-topped black stockings. Your hair was in its usual off-center ponytail and tiara pin and your rapier was hanging on the side of your hip.

"The word 'hero' has lost its original meaning in this corrupt society, rife with fakers and shams," Stain stated before looking menacingly at Shigaraki. "Criminals who aimlessly throw their weight around too. You're all targets of my purge."

Stain's knife began to move closer to the hand on Shigaraki's face, making blue haired man grab the knife with his injured side, "Hold on, not this hand . . . not this one." All five fingers made contact with the blade and the blade began to crack. "I'll kill you."

You pushed yourself from the side of the wall that you're leaning at, suddenly alerted at the change of attitude coming from Shigaraki. You placed your hand at the grip of your rapier, ready to summon a glyph to prevent the two from spilling unnecessary blood.

Stain seemed to be surprised at the rate on how fast his knife suddenly accumulated rust. Shigaraki noticed, "You sure talk a lot about conviction, huh?" The blade of the knife completely crumbled. "I've got nothing as grand as convictions, but if I have to say what drives me, I'd say it's All Might."

The Hero Killer watched in horror as his blade completely turned to dust. "That piece of garbage and society that worships him . . . I wanna crush them all into dust. That's my conviction!"

Shigaraki made to grab Stain, but he easily distanced himself from the man. Shigaraki stood up scratching his neck. "My wounds from last time just healed and we don't have a healer in our party y'see. So how about you take some responsibilities for what you've done?"

Blood dripped down Shigaraki's black sleeves, pooling on the floor beneath him. You boots made a 'clack' as you approached them. "Stop it, you two!"

They both seemed to ignore you as Stain spoke to Shigaraki, "You first." You can sense Shigaraki's eyes widened from under the hand. "Our respective goals couldn't be further apart but destroying the status quo." A sinister grin appeared in Stain's lips. "That's the one ambition we have in common."

Enraged, Shigaraki yelled, "Get lost! Just go home and die!!"

Stain chuckled before stating, "I was just testing your sincerity. People show their true colours when death is staring them in the face." That made you perk up your brows. Is this what I think it is? "You are an odd one but your will . . . I can see the seed of some warped conviction within you. Hmm, I wonder what that seed will yield."

Silence filled the room and you tightened your grip on your rapier. "I'll deal with you properly once I've seen that through."

"Deal? Can't say I really want this crazy guy as a member of our party," Shigaraki commented.

"Tomura Shigaraki," Kurogiri reprimanded. "He'll add some much needed firepower to our efforts. Our negotiations were successful!"

"But before anything else," Stain pointed at you, making you suck in a breath. "I'll be taking her for the time being."

"WHAT?!" Shigaraki raged. "WHO DO YOU FUCKING THINK YOU ARE?!"

"That, or the deal's off," Stain simply stated. You narrowed your eyes at the Hero Killer, trying to decipher the plan he had concocted in his mind.

Shigaraki looked ready to pounce while Kurogiri watched with calculating eyes. "Time's ticking."

With clenched fists, Shigaraki reluctantly nodded his head, making you widen your eyes. Did he just easily give in to Stain's requests?

A murderous look appeared on Stain's features before motioning you to follow him. "So we're done here! Send me back to Hosu. There's something I've got to take care of."