bad·ass
/ˈbadˌas/
INFORMAL•NORTH AMERICAN
noun
noun: badass; plural noun: badasses; noun: bad-ass; plural noun: bad-asses
1.
a tough, uncompromising, or intimidating person.
"COME AT ME, TRICK ASS HOE I'LL PUT YOU DOWN LIKE A HORSE WITH A BROKEN LEG...
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~ You were being dragged by Author down the unusually quiet street.
"Author, where are we going?" You asked, but still allowing yourself to be pulled by her.
"Somewhere other than here," she replied. A sudden explosion knocked both of you off your feet. Author shielded you from the hard impact and roaring winds.
"What the balls was that?!" You exclaimed once it died down. Author let go of you and ran over to where the explosion happened.
"Huh?! Where are you going!?" You called before standing up and following her. The two of you both jumped onto a roof and looked down at the desecrated building below.
"Hey," you said, grabbing Author's arm. "Who is that?" You pointed towards the floating dark man.
"All For One," she replied, "The mind behind the League of Villains. His strength is comparable to All Might's." Your eyes widened.
"Why is he here?" You asked.
"Probably the League. They were losing, after all."
"I know you're there," All For One called out, "Come on out, Author Red and... Y/n L/n." Your arm was suddenly grabbed by Author in a vice grip. You didn't know why until you realized your back was turned, brain screaming to run away and your body following the order.
"Don't run," she said softly, "You're not alone." You could see in her eyes the fear that was slowly building. It only then occurred to you she was the same age as you. She was a child, like you. Sixteen. A sixteen year old with the weight of the world on her shoulders and the power of a god in her hands. Slowly, you turned back around.
"Okay," you said, "If we die, we die together. Dishonored, but that's not our fault." You slipped your hand into hers, a silent way of assuring yourselves it will be okay. Author swallowed before standing up, bringing you up with her. The flash of fear you saw was now gone. Replaced with a stone-cold face. She was good at hiding her true feelings.
"I wondered when you'd come out," AFO called up.
"Sucks for you, I've been openly Bi since 1847!" Author retorted.
"Newsflash Motherbitch, I've been gay the entire goddamn time!" You chimed in.
"I see... you're just as lively as everyone says you are." He held out his hands and the tips of his fingers turned into red and black jagged spikes. They flew towards you.
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"Move!" You pushed Author out of the way before you both tumbled down the building's debris. Author suddenly moved in front of and a green shield was created out of words. A blast of wind blew past the sides of it, grazing your body.
