Killing Time (Aizawa x Reader) - being written

Chapter 2 - It Is What It Is

   "That all depends on you Miss. Bane. If you let Erasure head go no harm will come to you and we'll help you get home, but if you don't then we'll have to take you into custody." I look at the bear and then to the man in my hold as I weigh my options.

—————————————————————
   Well shit. "Alright I'll let him go, but everyone needs to stand down." I say firmly. When the Bear nods everyone around him stands down and it eases for a moment. I let Aizawa go from my hold, he gasps for air before quickly scrambling away. I stand and put my knife away and then dust off my pants. "Now what?" I stare wearily at the people around me. When Aizawa recovers a bit from my hold he glares at me, any sign of his previous willingness to help me gone. "Now Miss. Bane if you'll follow me, we will go to my office to discuss our options with you. What do you prefer to be called?" With my head high I walk to the rat, the hero's and students around him backing away. I raise my eyebrow to him for a moment "Reaper, it's more familiar then my actual name." He closes his beady eyes as proud looking smile replaces his polite one, a hum of acknowledgment comes from him before he turns and begins walking away. "Of course Reaper, this way."

*time skip*

I was now sat in the rat- sorry Nezu's office, as he explained to me that I really was 200 years in the future. "No wonder my equipments on the fritz, it's seriously outdated here." I say almost deep in thought. "You seem to be taking this pretty well, Reaper. I didn't think you would believe me so quickly." I looked up to him my thoughts kinda running from me. "The concept of time travel is familiar for me. My brother which I'm assuming you know is currently working on a machine to do exactly this."
He nodded "Ah, the infamous Ed Bane. Engineer, scientist, and supplier to your work." I narrowed my eyes a bit. "You seem to know a lot about me and my life. You said I was a legend? Whats that supposed to mean?" He stood from his chair and began walking to the door. "Are you up for a little field trip?" I nodded my head before following him. Within the last hour or so of me being here I've deducted that I am in fact not hallucinating, nor in a dream, and my on and off throbbing head is definitely real. These people here know things about me that not even my own brother knows. Things that I'm not exactly proud of and it's making me feel like a rat in a cage, like I'm on display for all these assholes.
Despite my feelings I don't really have a choice, so I follow the principle out of his office and down the hall. He takes us into a large room that's almost set up as museum. I look to the sign above our heads and in bold it read: Hero History. Looking around the exhibit I see photos and relics through the ages of various hero's. Walking down the line I reach the end and there I am. Photos of my work, of me undercover. Newspaper articles and in plastic cases infront of it was my equipment: my pager, panic button, my suit, even my favorite sniper. "Why am I considered a hero? Sure majority of the people I hunted and killed were bad people but that doesn't make me any better..." turning my head to look at the mouse with a almost sad look.
   He sighed deeply before answering. "The ambush planned against you by the Chisaki, they cornered you. But despite the odds and the lack of weaponry you defeated them all. You took down the Chisaki family and forced the remaining lineage into hiding. After that you took over their organization and turned it into something great. Helping others, and helping yourself in the process.... After that you went after criminals and other organizations and took them down. Cleansing the streets of Japan until you disappeared 10 years later." Processing his words I looked back to the exhibition on myself. Looking over the slightly more tattered suit in the case. This was a lot to process, yes the ambush was bad but I survived and flipped my lifestyle sorta.
   I had always wanted to help others but I never thought it was in the cards for me, especially given the hand I was dealt. Looking after my brother after our parents died, doing odd jobs until I got really good at hunting people, and building a name for my self. A name thats practically worth Jack squat to me when I eventually get back, but still. However looking at the photo of myself and hearing everything I did despite it all it was liberating. Even though I was a bad person for everyone I've hurt and I still found away to help others...
   "Did it make a difference?" I asked not looking away from the picture. "Did it impact the way things work now?" Finally turning to Nezu. He smiled a small sad smile. "Yea, you were a great inspiration that even after you disappeared the people you helped stood and took your place. Not long after that quirks developed and within the chaos evil rose again, but with more people being hero's evil losses everyday." He went to reach for my slack hand but I pulled it away before he could. "What am I supposed to do now? I have no way to get back and no where to go in the meantime." My mask of emotions placed back on my face. Even if I'm seen as someone great here, they don't need to see how I truly feel.
   "We'll make accommodations for you with one of our teachers Miss. Bane." He seemed to notice my uneasiness and backed off. "Usually I wait untill i know the person before I go home with them." I say to myself, but Nezu hummed as if he understood. "Well since you've been here you haven't really been able to interact with the staff. Besides your conversation with Erasure head and myself that is" he thinks for a moment. If my option is between a talking rat/bear thing and a man who tried his best at informing me of my wear abouts, I'll take the guy. "If Aizawa is alright with having me, I'll go with him. Although I don't know how willing he'll be after I humiliated him in front of his students..." Smiling to myself as I recall the look on his face.
   "Don't worry about that I'll talk with him, in the meantime I'll walk you to our training rooms. It'll give you something to do until the school day ends." Wait, training rooms? This school as training rooms? I nodded my head and before I knew it I was standing in one of the largest and most immersive training room s I've ever been in. If hadn't known any better, I'd say this room was used to train militaries. I walked around to see what was exactly in here. They had machines of all kinds for workouts, sparring mats, weights, yoga equipment and crap I didn't even recognize but I guess that's to be expected.
   What I didn't think I'd find in here was the aerial silks, and ceiling bearings. It had been a few months since I could get some good practice in on my own silks so I guess this would be a good opportunity. I removed the skintight jacket and utility belt from my suit, and slipped off my combat boots. Piling my stuff in a small pile close by I took a breath to just take a moment to myself. I would definitely need a cigarette here in a little while. Usually I'd play a tape while I practiced to drown out my thoughts but I'm not gonna make a big deal about it. Stepping with bare feet on the mat I lightly took one silk in my hand before mounting and climbing a bit up the fabric. Twisting and wrapping the fabric around my waist like a harness before letting go with my hands. When I released the silk my torso fell and I landed in a upside down split, my tight wrappings and knots that made my harness holding me securely. Letting my hands fall I close my eyes to try to relax my racing mind, emotions, and body.
   If my brother was here this wouldn't be so bad, god I feel so utterly alone here. I don't know how long it's been since Nezu left me here or how long it's been since I last saw Aizawa, a few hours probably. When I opened my eyes again, the throbbing in my head returned. Immediately I shut my eyes and brought my hands to my head, hissing in pain as it flooded my brain. It's like I've been slashed across the eyes and any attempt to open them just feeds into more pain. Almost as fast as it appeared it vanished.
   The only evidence it existed at all was the slight ragged tone to my breathing. Closing my eyes again to calm my nerves I didn't hear the approaching footsteps. When I was satisfied with my attempt to calm myself I opened my eyes again to see Nezu and Aizawa standing below me, one with a polite smile and the other with a slight glare. (I'll give you guess which is which 😉) 
   I grab the slack silk below me and use the momentum to hurdle my body to the ground before I slowed it to a stop before I hit the ground. And then I simply dismount as if nothing happened, while Aizawa held a slight look of concern behind his stern eyes and Nezu was seemingly unfazed. "Miss.Bane you'll be staying with Aizawa in his guest room untill we can send you home." As I listened I put my suit back together. "And during the day you'll accompany him to his classes here to hopefully give the students a one of a kind point of view." What? Me? Children? Ok now I know theses people have lost their minds.
   "I don't need a babysitter but it beats staying at a strangers home all day." I look to the men once I finish putting myself together. I walk up to Aizawa before giving him a smirk. "No hard feelings about earlier? I didn't know what was going on and I'm sorry for my actions." Looking between his eyes as I spoke, I waited for him to respond. "It's alright, I probably would have done the same if the roles were reversed." As if in slow motion I watched him slowly bring his hand out for me to shake. However before it reached his destination I turned to Nezu. "I um wanted to thank you for your generosity. Both of you. I'll try to make this all as painless as possible." I bowed my head slightly trying to avoid the creeping awkwardness of me trying to avoid the physical contact.
   "Of course, having you land on our property kind of makes you our responsibility so don't hesitate to ask if you need anything." The mouse bowed before leaving. "One of my colleagues will be dropping by the house to bring you some clothes and other things that you may need while you stay with me." Aizawa stated slightly monotone. I nodded as I looked into his tiered eyes. "Alright this way." He stated as he began walking away and out of the room. Following in his step I matched his pace. I preferred the silence that fell between us, so I didn't bother with small talk. Hopefully I won't be here that long and will be able to go back to my old life....