Palingenesis- All Might x Reader

Chapter Three

"You'd think that when I said I was sick, I would have been given some time off to get better. But apparently, I get punished for getting sick?" Hawks laughed as the woman kicked, punched, and threw things around the room. "I had the flu and because I had to work in that sludge-fest, I got fucking pneumonia! God. Fucking. Damn It!" Hawks was out of breath as he wheezed from laughing at her. "Y'know, for a woman who's so sick, You're trashing your apartment with ease." Y/n panted as she sank to the floor. "I just want it to be over. I'm so fucking tired of being sick all the time. I want to age again. I'm twice your age and I still look twenty-five. I can't even begin to count how many years my body has stored up. At this rate, I won't age till I'm over a hundred!" Hawks stopped laughing as his face fell flat. 

He knew about her quirk, how it worked, and how old she really is. She was damn near old enough to be his grandmother. The woman before him should have wrinkles and a head of silvery hair. But she didn't look a day over twenty. Many people within the JHC had speculations about if they were dating because only certain people had the clearance to know the truth about Y/n L/n. "Hey, it's alright. You've at least gotten to the point where you were able to get the tracker removed, and you don't have agents breathing down your neck anymore." Y/n let out an airy laugh. "I don't think I'll ever grow old... If I don't comply with the JHC's demands, they will kill me on-site. It was part of my contract. It's been revised every now and then, but the basic point of it has never changed. I am their tool, and if I do not do what they order, I will be put to rest." 

Hawks didn't say another word as he stared blankly at the woman before him. He couldn't bring himself to say anything to lighten the feeling in the room. The door swung open and an older agent walked in with a clipboard. He looked around the room with a stoic expression before his eyes met Y/n's. "L/n. Come with me." Y/n looked back at Hawks with a saddened smile before walking out. 

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Y/n sat on a rolling stool and spun herself around as she waited for one of the agents to escort her to the higher-ups. Her head rolled back as she spun, the relaxing feeling nearly lulling her to sleep. She almost hit the floor out of shock when the door swung open. Two agents and one of the higher-ups walked into the room, locking the door behind them as they blocked the only exit. "As you know, you have a new assignment." Y/n perked up, as Hawks had said, this one was gonna be big. 

"This assignment is extremely sensitive and if done improperly, you will die." The woman before her handed Y/n a thick manilla folder. "You are being sent in to kill All for One. You will gather any information you can and relay it to me. When you are ready to go in for the kill, you will have to be prepared for anything." Y/n's eyes roamed over the pages as she flipped through the folder. "If I do this, I want out." The woman flinched at Y/n's cold tone. Her e/c eyes bore into the woman's. "What do you mean by 'out'?" "If I complete this assignment and live through it, I want to be free. I want to live a normal life and age again. I want to be cut off from the JHC completely." Y/n shut the folder with a snap and stood up. "I-I can't authorize that agreement. You would have to speak with all of the higher-ups." 

"Take me to them. I want out after this assignment." The woman nodded and allowed the guards to open the door for them to leave. They walked through countless hallways and rode two elevators up to the top floor. When they reached the floor, the other two leaders sent everyone but Y/n and their colleague away. "What is the meaning of this?" The woman walked around the desk and stood beside the man. She relayed what Y/n had demanded. "Out?" The man incredulously glared at Y/n. "Yes. I have served more than a lifetime here. I'm in my fifties, but due to my quirk, I appear in my twenties. I want to stop using my quirk and grow old like I should. But to do that, I need to stop working under the JHC and allow my quirk to use up the years I have stored up." The man laughed and his other colleagues joined in. 

"My next assignment requires that I take down All for One. I have a fifty-fifty chance of succeeding. If I do succeed, I want to be cut off from the JHC and resume a normal civilian lifestyle without the usage of my quirk." The three immediately stopped laughing as they stared at the woman. "You can't be serious. A woman who can live forever doesn't want to live?!" Y/n nodded her head as her grip on the folder tightened. "I want to grow old and live as normal as I can. I could die at the hands of All for One, and if I manage to make it out alive, I want to be free." 

The man deliberated over her request, it would cost them so much less to continue to care for the woman, but it would also cost them to lose probably the best agent they have. "I'll have to think it over. Complete the assignment first and then we'll talk." Y/n chuckled lowly as she stood straighter. "No. I want a contract drawn up. I will not do this assignment if there is no contract for our agreement." The man's face twitched in annoyance. "Smart girl. Fine. I will have it drawn up shortly. If you complete this assignment and live through it, you will be granted full citizenship and be free from the JHC. But you cannot use your quirk after you have been given freedom." Y/n nodded with a smile. "Bring me a copy of the contract and I will look it over and sign it. I am going home for the night." Y/n left the floor, folder in hand, and a grin on her face. 

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