You have to admit, despite their terrible sense of teamwork, they are indeed, stronger than the average person. You say that because during your desperate attempt to escape, you were immidiately caught by them.
Your fiery rage was extinguished as fast as it lit. The will to fight disappeared as quickly as it appeared.
To put it simply, you've given up. You aren't cut out for this anime stuff. You feel like you've lost your spark the moment you see a character you wished you would never see during your stay here.
Ishiguro,
The leader of the 7th Division
"Well, well..let's not do anything rash for now." You can hear his arrogant and foolish tone from his voice alone. He sounded like a little girl from the voice changer, but he's actually an insane, childish, arrogant, foolish, disgusting adult.
You bit back the cuss words that were forming at the back of your throat, these people were pathetic, and pitiful too- but what was stopping them from killing you at any time? They're like a child who has their hands on a barbie doll.
"HAH? This fucking brat was-"
Chatter filled the background. You gave up on listening on whatever they said. No matter how cringe the dialogues they share..your life is at risk here. Your nerves might get to you and you might just laugh (which will just make you end up dead) so you simply blanked out.
"So," The childish voice exclaimed, "Whatever shall we do with you..?" The man covered in all black walked towards you, cupping your cheeks with his hands. Gross, you thought. Even if he looked like this, you can't forget that he's an old man on the inside.
You start to panic when you heard him gearing up for one of his attack moves, before his energy was being absorbed by you. The attack depleted in a flash and Ishiguro moved his hands away from your face. Murmurrs and whispers filled the room, as you slowly open your eyes, witnessing how Ishiguro has backed away.
The man, presumably smiling under his face mask, tells you something with a eerie tone, "Hmm..I guess we'll give you a choice." He says with a nervous chuckle. "What do you want to do? If you get an answer that we want, we'll let you go." He pauses, "But if you don't..."
I start to sweat as I hear the implications of his words. Shit, you panicked. You looked at them as your sweat drips down your face. You bit your bottom lip as a way to calm yourself down. Your hands still shaking, but your thoughts willing to cooperate.
First of all- why didn't he immediately kill you? It's odd. Some random civillian has known that there is a secret organization somewhere and it is highly illegal. If their boss were to figure any of this out, would they be doomed? Why would they even bother keeping you alive? Giving you a choice, even?
You kept thinking about it until you remembered just earlier Ishiguro, presumable the strongest in this division.....could be afraid of you?
It makes sense, shouldn't it?
From your memories of the show- not a single person had the power to absorb psychic power during this time! He should be at least a little afraid of you, since his only strength is his psychic powers. He has nothing else, because he's just an old man inside!
You feel yourself wanting to smirk, before you calmed yourself.
No, if I laugh now I'll be dead..
You glanced at the well-built people in the room. They were looking with you with hardened glares, a glance that couls make a normal person piss their pants.
Thank god you had good control of your bladder...
"So? What is your answer?"
Your thoughts were cut short as you looked back up at him. No matter how you thought about it, it's not like you have a choice, do you?
If you say no, you get pummeled. No doubt about it.
If you say yes, however...if you don't get found out by the gonvernment, you could be fine? Well, it's not like the gonvernment even bothered with them at the start so this could be fine? It'll be super bad if they find out, your future will be ruined and your criminal record will be off the charts..
You pondered like your life depended on it (it does).
What about school? Will they still let you attend it? This is such a pain in the ass...
You feel yourself getting conflicted by the second-
"Hurry up and answer, you fucking brat!"
A loud, masculine voice shouted. You flinched as you looked at the man, before immediately turning your gaze back to the ground. Fuck. He's so scary..
"I-uh- yeah. I'll join."
Your voice cracked half way through. You felt your cheeks burning up, wanting to crawl inside a hole and bury yourself. Oddly enough, you still have the energy to feel embarassed in this critical situation.
"Good!" The leader said in a pleased voice, "Welcome to the 7th division, Scar, newbie."
The tension in the room was immeasurable as you looked at the other members.
Oh yeah, you're screwed, for sure.
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------AUTHOR'S NOTES!
hey gng sowwy for not updating for like...idk...but yeah here's my sad attempt on trying to remember the characters. Is it OOC? sowwy >_< I'd rewatxh the show bt my wifi is broken..! Heh, sayonara bakas!! See u next time Thanks! (*^▽^)/★*☆♪
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Desolate// Mp100 X Fem! Reader
Fanfiction"Shit, I'm tired of this..." You remember, exactly when you were 11 years old, stumbling upon a show that would change your life.
