Grian Oneshots

172 ~ The Forced Hero

Gxhels / Grianthels (Grian x Ex [Xanthe] x Hels)

TW: Imprisonment; Wound; Cauterization; Blackmail; Kidnapping;

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The villian threw the hero into the cell, before slamming the dungeon door shut. The black armor clad villian glared at X-plode from the other side of the Netherite bars. His deep brown hair hid under his helmet, and the flame red eyes glared at him.

"My villians are already destroying the city, but I have to go deal with the other heroes. Bye bye, X-plode." The villian - Hels - walked off leaving the blonde hero there.

After Hels left, X-plode looked down at the wound. Due to his own red clothing and the low lighting, neither of the villians he was fighting had been able to see it. X-plode lifted his shirt and hissed out as a spike of pain spread through him. He checked the wound. It was semi deep, but cauterization would keep him okay until he got to a hospital.

"Okay." He breathed out. "Let's do this."

X-plode took his gloves off, before stuffing one into his mouth. He hovered his hand over the wound, before forcing small explosions to cauterize the would. Tears filled his eyes as he pressed the explosions closer.

He spit the glove out as he stopped the explosions. His tears fell as he breathed out in pain. The blonde shook slightly as his heat left him through the burns. He shivered and looked around for something to keep him warm.

His eyes caught onto something and he glanced around before crawling to the open side of the cell.

"...is that?" He muttered, before his eyes lit up.

The red cape laid on the edge of a table, and it matched the fabric of Helsknight's. Could it actually be it? He looked around once more, before looking back at the cape. The temptation was far too much to ignore, besides... they left it down here.

Placing his hand on the fabric, his breath caught in his throat. It was just as soft as the material X-plode had wanted for his hero suit but the higher heroes had said that it was a villian color, due to the deep red of the material.

He pulled the cape off the table, and pulled it into the cell. He quickly rushed to the far corner from the cell door, before wrapping the cape around him. The soft material held him tightly and it kept his warmth well.

...

Xanthe smirked as xe looked at the hero. X-plode was fast asleep, swaddled in the cape, and curled up in a ball. Xe had came by to pick up Hels' cape - as Hels was too embarrassed to face the blonde.

"Such a cutie." Xanthe rolled xyr eyes, before pulling xyr phone out. Xe took a quick photo, before sending it to xyr brother.

EvilXisuma: <Image sent>
XisumaVoid: Seriously?
EvilXisuma: Lmao. He's staying with us for a bit.
XisumaVoid: Whatever, just don't kill the hero. Us villians don't need X-plode's friends after us.
EvilXisuma: Yeah yeah. I know.
EvilXisuma: But honestly, I don't think Hels even wants X-plode to get scratched. XP
XisumaVoid: *Face palm*
XisumaVoid: Why do you two have crushes on heroes?
EvilXisuma: No clue, but X-plode is more villian then hero.
XisumaVoid: He's aligned to the heroes, Ex. He's a hero.

Xanthe looked down to the hero and felt a slight sadness. X-plode was a hero, but he had openly spoken put against the heroes' bullshit, and said some choice words that made most villians love him and the heroes hate him. He was more of a Hero then the actual Heroes, but hated by the public.