Angel of Death (BNHA x male villain reader)

3. Next Target

Y/N laughed dryly at the man's words, his eyes wandering over to the board that he'd kept tacked to his wall. On it were hundreds of faces, each with a name under them and a number. Around half of them had a big X drawn over them in red marker, with a COMPLETED stamp on them.

He scanned a few of the crossed out faces, seeing a priest, two doctors, a few random strangers, even a child. But most of them were pro heroes, as well as a few gang members and villains. 

"Who are they to say I'm innocent? They don't even know the full story."

Y/N whistled, looking over the faces as he realised just how many of them he'd actually crossed out. "The heroes are good at hiding these from the public, aren't they?"

The boy stood up and walked closer to the board, looking a bit closer at a few. "I want a challenge, soooooo..." His finger circled in front of the board, before stabbing down on one of the images with a clunk. 

A weird looking pro hero, dressed in a suit. The hero looked to be a mix of animals, looking like a dog, bear, and a rat at the same time.

"Says here Principal Nezu..." Y/N tilted his head, before grinning. "I'll get to go to U.A High! Sick!"

He scanned the number underneath the hero's picture, whistling again. "Five hundred million Yen to kill one guy?" 

Doing some quick calculations in his head, the boy tapped his chin in thought. "That's nearly four million US dollars... someone must really want him dead. I'll do it tomorrow, I'm tired."

He shrugged, sitting down again and carrying on eating while the television played. It was now showing a live interview with the No.1 Hero, All Might. The hero's memorable figure was something that Y/N had to put up with everywhere, which was quickly becoming annoying. "I probably won't be able to kill him." The boy said to himself. "One blow would smash me."

So, All Might, what are your opinions on these killings?

The hero frowned, making Y/N laugh out loud at his confused face. "He has no idea how to speak in public, does he?"

We are actively searching for the culprit of both the massacres. So far, we are assuming that they were both caused by the same quirk, and are focusing our efforts on identifying this mystery boy. We strongly advise you to avoid him at all costs, but do not fear. We know his face, and he will be brought to justice soon enough.

Y/N picked up the remote and switched the television off, reclining cat-like into his comfy sofa. "It's gonna be so annoying to go out in public, isn't it." He ran his hands through his h/c hair. "I can probably just switch clothing and leave it at that, nobody will pay too close attention to me. They didn't get a look at my face anyway."

He got up off the sofa and chose his outfit in preparation for tomorrow's contract, placing the items on the floor. A black and red leather jacket, skinny black jeans, black and red trainers, and a loose black t-shirt.

He paired it with some black-framed sunglasses, and stepped back to look over his outfit. "I'm gonna look so emo in this... there's no colour at all!"

Y/N shrugged, and left the clothing on the polished floor, slipping through a small partition and into the bathroom area to get ready for bed. It wasn't late whatsoever, but the teen felt more tired than usual from his busy day.

Besides, he thought to himself. I'll need to be focused to even get a chance at killing that hybrid.

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