Trigger Warnings:
- rape
- forced prostitution
- physical abuse: biting
- nonconsensual kissing
- euphemisms
- misuse of kinks
- very crude language
- slurs for pet names
- graphic murder depiction
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The sun has nearly risen.
And so has the Pro-Hero.
I'm still in bed with him, and I haven't slept a wink since I came back. I'm exhausted, but I can't - won't - show it. He holds my body close to him and nuzzles his face into the curve of my neck and shoulder. "This isn't a bad way to wake up. Lucky me. I get to wake up to this view for the next 30 days." He grips my hips and pushes me further into the mattress. He rises on top of me, face never leaving my neck. "You smell nice. Like floral scented soap. Did ya take a shower before I woke up? I don't mind. I like to dirty my girlfriends when they're clean." He bites my neck and whispers, "But next time, Flower, I want to join you in the shower."
I'm surprised he still has the energy to rape me, even after all the rounds last night. It makes me livid. My anger feels not of fire, which consumes me and everything in its path wholly. No, my anger feels of ice. It engulfs everything, living and nonliving, alive and dead. It decays the living and crushes the nonliving. It freezes the alive and rots the dead. My blood becomes cold, viciously cold.
I have to calm myself before I say something that will land me in a worse position than I am in now.
I think about my first kill.
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"I have a final condition. Everything that was said tonight stays between the four of us. Do you accept my terms?" I asked the three of them.
"Sure."
"Yeah, yeah."
"I accept."
"The deal is the deal," I affirmed.
Giran left the bar with a goodbye. I got off the bar counter as Kurogiri-sama walked around toward the counter. Shigaraki-sama sat on a bar stool. Just as I set foot on the ground, I heard a deep baritone voice say, "Welcome to the League of Villains, Hanada Selene." I turned in the direction of the sound. It was coming from the monitor. The screen was completely white, but the sound came from there.
"Who are you? Why have you spoken now?"
"I am All-for-One. I am Shigaraki's teacher. Or as he calls me, his 'Sensei.'"
I recognized that name. People said it was just rumored that someone called All-for-One, and that he fought against All Might. Little did those people know that I was talking to the very subject of those rumors.
"You didn't answer my second question. Why have you spoken now?"
"I was assessing you. Shigaraki was quite keen on taking you in. He thought you would be a great asset to the League of Villains, given your history with Pro-Heroes and position in society. Being the dutiful teacher I am, I agreed to his request. But I had to take some precautions of my own, too. I was watching and listening to everything that happened since you came into the bar. Your every word, your every expression, your every move. Had you given me the slightest indication that you would not join us or betray us in the future, I would have spoken then and there and ordered Kurogiri and Shigaraki to kill you."
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