Inclise [Haikyuu! Zombie Apocalypse AU] (Reader-Insert!) (Haikyuu X Reader)

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"I have a question, Commander."

Osamu inquired, raising his mechanical palm, and Mark quirked an inquisitive brow,

"Yes?"

The dark skinned male questioned, and Osamu explained,

"If the Elitists are already using brainwashing. Why are they still going through the trouble of locating the 'mind control' injection?"

He asked, awaiting a response intently, and Mark hummed,

"Good question. Well, that's because, it's possible to break out of a brainwashing spell and brainwashing isn't permanent."

Mark explained, and Osamu chirped,

"Isn't permanent?"

The silver haired teen repeated and Mark continued,

"Brainwashing is temporary, so in order to keep their soldiers under the same constant spell. They have to keep forcing them to undergo brainwashing procedures. Whereas, with the 'mind-control' injection, they have complete control over their soldiers without having to worry about their soldiers snapping out of their brainwashed trance."

Mark informed and Osamu sucked in a breath,

"Yikes."

The teen muttered, and once everyone was present in the meeting room. Mark waved a palm to silence the group,

"Alright everyone, listen up! Tomorrow we'll carry out our raid on the Elitist's headquarters!"

Upon hearing his words, your brows furrowed and a determined expression crossed your features,

Without a doubt, I will protect the ones I love!

You thought, and as the meeting came to an end, Mark waltzed over to you.

The scuffling of footsteps could be heard as soldiers and fellow comrades began making their way out of the conference room,

"(Y/n)."

Mark spoke, grabbing your attention and you raised an inquisitive brow,

"Yes, sir?"

You questioned, standing up promptly. Your chair screeching softly against the white tiles, and Mark parted his lips to speak,

"Your dresses and skirts are cute and all, but you absolutely cannot wear them during our attack mission."

Mark explained, gesturing to your attire and you glanced down at your outfit briefly before perking up,

"Alright, then what should I wear?"

You questioned, and as if already anticipating your words. A female soldier walked over and laid out a black combat uniform onto the table,

"Everyone will be wearing this uniform during our mission tomorrow. It'll help with mobility, and has plenty of pockets and holsters to carry extra guns and ammo."

You picked up said outfit, and examined it meticulously. It was definitely different from what you were used to, but you weren't opposed to the idea.

In fact, you thought the combat uniform looked awesome,

"Thanks, Mark."

You grinned, and the older male mirrored your smile.

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You couldn't sleep, especially not with having the day of the attack tomorrow and not only that, but you would possibly have to sacrifice your life sometime in the near future. Adding to that, everyone was depending on you to become the cure to save humanity.