𝘍𝘈𝘓𝘊𝘖𝘕//𝘚.𝘛𝘰𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘪 𝘹 𝘏𝘢𝘸𝘬𝘴' 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

80. 𝘏𝘐𝘋𝘖𝘜 '𝘚 𝘋𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘔

(A/N: I am now one year older than I was when I started this story lol so happy birthday to me. I love y'all, thanks for all the support and I hope you enjoy the next few chapters because it was really fun to write them)

(WARNING: this story will not fully follow the manga anymore, only some events.)

"Your mission." Hidou tossed the file onto y/n's lap. Five minutes ago y/n could've, and would've, thrown it back into the woman's face. But she couldn't, she wasn't in control anymore. y/n was trapped in her own mind, unable to control her body and her voice. She couldn't see, feel or hear what was happening to her and around her. It was as if there was a different person inside of her skin, using her as a vessel. Which isn't very far from the truth really.

Silently, she picked up the file and scanned the worn out pages. It looked as if these pages had been read every day for years. Her empty eyes processed and memorised the face and information of her new target, along with plan she would have to follow. This was her first target since she started at U.A. She hadn't.. gotten rid of anyone since. "I will be meeting up with her tonight. You'll act as a bodyguard, keep your wings folded and keep your back to the wall. You'll move when I give you a signal. Understood?" Hidou's smile was terrifying. It was cruel, full of ill intention and a hint of accomplishment.

She did it. She finally broke the Falcon and molded her into her little toy.

"Yes ma'am." y/n numbly responded, her eyes still on the file. A picture of the commissioner stared back at her. Commissioner. Hidou had always wanted that position. She always had. She thought that her accomplishments with y/n would get her what she wanted. Grant her the ability to change the commission and turn it into a beautiful empire, one where villains would be taken down before they even have a chance to become villains, and heroes weren't afraid to actually do their job without them being classified as 'murderers'.

But time and time again, no matter how many people she made y/n get rid of on their behalf (or for her own benefit), she was never appreciated for her accomplishments and successes. So this was the only way. If she gets rid of her obstacle, she'll finally be seen as a worthy leader. And she couldn't care less how many obstacles she needed to get rid of, she won't stop until the commission, the heroes, were hers. She would meet with the commissioner tonight and put an end to this.

With the League of Villains out and more dangerous than ever, she had the perfect cover. Pinning this on the league and disguising it as their work would be very plausible, and with the commissioner dead, she'll be elected instead. It was a seamless and thought out plan. Very well thought out, in fact, she's been plotting this as a last resort ever since she held y/n's infant self for the first time.

"Here. Put this on and make sure that the plan is etched into your little head. I can't afford failure. Not tonight. Not from now on." A suitcase was placed at y/n's feet, and she was stripped from her restraints. Hidou walked out of the room and slammed the door shut behind her, leaving y/n alone. She stared at the white walls in front of her, her gaze then shifted to the red tiles below her feet where the suitcase laid. y/n stood up, placing the suitcase on the chair where she sat.

A soft click was heard when she opened the case, revealing her old suit. She slid into its soft material, running her hands through the bulletproof fabric. With a little struggle, she placed the cuffs onto the base of her wings. The cuffs activated instantly, the nanobeads covered her grey wings and gave them a black tint. With her mask and goggles, she was basically unidentifiable. The black suit and facial coverings concealed the entirety of her body, leaving only a few patches of skin on her face.

y/n waited, she had memorised the file and mission plan so all she could do was wait for another order. "Get up. Follow me." Hidou barked from the door. y/n stood up and walked behind her, following her like a shadow. The woman handed y/n a pistol and instructed her to conceal it in one of her pockets, she complied. Not like she had a choice. They got to a secluded meeting room and y/n stood against the wall as instructed, hiding her wings. Hidou sat down on the chair, waiting for the commissioner, the target, to arrive.