-22- Midnight Sorceress

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Y/n POV:

You could hear the click and clack of my boots against the hard wood floors. Everyone's eyes were locked on my figure. I kept my head down and hood covering my features. If any of these low-life's tried to attack me right now, I wouldn't see it coming that's for sure. I was completely open to an attack.

I walked until I got to the bar and ordered myself a drink. The bartender slid it over to my outstretched hand. "It's on the house. The boss knew you'd show eventually."

"Where's he at then? Scared to face me alone?" I pick my head up slightly, revealing my wicked glare. The bartender stepped back, visibly nervous.

I slightly chuckle towards his reaction. "Relax bud, I'm not going to kill you... you seem like a good person..." I downed the whole shot. ".... And I only kill very, very bad people." He seemed to relax at my statement, and went back to wiping down glasses.

I heard the door squeak open and a few heavy- footed individuals walked in. I didn't turn or react. I knew exactly who this was.

"Well well well... we've been expecting you, Midnight sorceress." I heard a raspy voice a few feet behind me and spin my chair to face them, keeping my mask up and hood down. Only my eyes could be seen and even they couldn't show who I truly was anymore.

This life style had consumed me... the killing and stealing, when would it ever end?

I swiveled back around to face the bar, nodding for Uzichitama to sit down. He follows and his minions stand behind us, guarding the area.

"These guys follow you everywhere you go? Do they wipe your ass too?" I ask the criminal and he laughs out loud, gripping his stomach.

"That's funny, they never said you had a sense of humor now."

"I don't." Nonchalant.

He laughs again only harder, before finally relaxing. "Look... I feel like we got off on the wrong foot okay, you killed three of my best men but I don't blame you for that... so how about we head upstairs and work this out."

I was getting annoyed with the man. I didn't have time for his games. "I don't want to be friends Uzichitama..." I stood and stabbed a knife through his hand, that rested on the bar counter. He screamed in agony. "....I want my parents and I know you know where they are!" His minions pulled out their pistols and aimed them all at me. I quickly pulled out another knife and held it against the mans throat. "Try it and he's dead!"

I gave Uzichitama a death glare and he motions for the men to lower their weapons.

"Good. Now where we-..."

My question was cut short by the door being thrown open, several individuals barging it.

Wait... oh fuck.

Bakugou POV:

"Just fucking kick it down Kirishima! Fuck!" I shout to the red head, who was hesitantly standing in front of the door to the bar.

"Oh for the love of... MOVE!" I snap at him and bust through the door myself.

All eyes were now on the five heros standing in the middle of the floor. The thugs began to panic and run out the door.

Whatever idiots we aren't here for you.

"Where's Uzichi-...." I froze. We all did.

It was y/n. She held a knife to a mans throat and another through his hand.

What the hell?

Ochaco started to get excited and cheery. "It's her! It's y-" Deku slammed his hand over her mouth, trying to conceal y/ns identity.

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