||Call It Epiphany Or Serendipity|| [BNHA × Reader]

CHAPTER 27|TRANSPARENCY

Flesh that can be cut, bones that can be broken.
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   WIPING THE BLOOD ON YOUR LIPS, you glance around to find Casper white as a sheet and hiding around the corner closest to the stoic man making your eyes widen. Casper's eyes are just as wide, looking as though paralyzed so, you turn back to face the man and offer him a discreet thumbs up.

Seeing this, his lips purse while you eye the man.

"Not bad." He starts, unearthing a lighter and a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. His eyes close as he shakes one out.

Flicking the lighter a few times, he hovers the flame over the end of his cigar, "but I've seen you do better. What would the boss say if he saw you like this?"

You just stare at him and if it weren't for the fact that you needed to get information from at least him, you would show your confusion. Which boss? The real one, or his? He's seen you before?

After years of this same routine, you had a 6th sense about what your kidnappers' motives and goals were. Based on the other villains, you feel as though he was just as power-hungry and eager to prove his strength with the bounty on your head well known amongst villains. Yet his words spoke otherwise.

He's either bluffing or was set up by the 'boss'.

With a thin line of smoke rising above him, he puts his items away. Taking a deep swig, he holds the stick between his fingers and puffs out smoke, shrouding his face.

"Let me fix that."

He's standing still but when you blink, he's gone. Once you notice where he is, you're rushing blood through your legs to leap his way.

He was aiming for Casper.

A ringed fist stops a breath away from Casper's nose, his eyes wide and complexion deathly. The man's eyes move to the corner, turning enough to find you clutching his forearm until the circulation is cut.

Digging your feet and nails in, you fling him to his buddies where he lands on his feet. Blood courses through your body empowering your abilities further. Looking at Casper, he flinches at the look in your gaze.

"Go." You simply say.

His fists clench when you focus on the man who leisurely makes his way over, "Wh...where-"

"Anywhere," you start, voice raising as you run towards the man and a red aura outlines your body, "just go!"

Throwing a few punches at the man's face, followed by a kick, he grins when it all lands on his forearms. It's his turn now, you blocking with all your might at his velocity. Your teeth grit as you fight against his brute force, arm lowering as he forces you back.

Breaking your block, he throws a punch to your jaw you narrowly miss, ducking so low you press your hands to the asphalt and drive the tip of your foot into his chin before jumping back.

His head flies back, but just as soon faces you head-on. A grin on his face.

In one step, he closes the distance between you two, a flurry of punches hitting your forearms. You can barely keep up the block, his speed is incredible. Was that his quirk?

Just before he breaks your arms with strength alone, you push against him and throw a fist his way. He dodges and sends his leg straight to your gut, you hack up air making his grin spread.

"(Y/N)!" Casper yells from somewhere behind.

When you're stumbling back, you almost kick yourself. Has it really been so long since you fought without external use?