when y/n was young, she had been born into a family of renowned devil hunters. unlike most, she lived in a tribe, not a city. she didn't go to school, but instead studied under the tribes monks. from the moment she could walk she was conditioned to...
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❞⁀➷♡'ˎ˗ "who is makima, anyway? your employer?"
the rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor is both the sound that lulled you to sleep and roused you from it. you had been officially marked down as aizawa's daughter after the incident involving the hero commission, so you were permitted overnight stay during his surgery. at first you had slept in the hallway. they had been working for hours, and it was roughly 7pm when you drifted off partially out of boredom. an hour later they woke you and you migrated from the chairs to his bedside, sleeping in the visitors chair with your head against his bed.
the beeping is the first thing you register when your eyes peel open. the next thing is a hand gently petting your head. you raise it slowly, peering at aizawa through eyes heavy-lidded with sleep. this was the most you had slept in a while, actually. you were feeling odd since you had pulled the trigger in that cave, you felt as though you needed to sleep and eat more regularly.
"hey, kid." he mutters gruffly. your eyes open more properly, a worried frown spreading. "hey, you should be resting. isn't it a bit early for you to be up? your surgery only ended a few hours ago." you mumble, frowning at him with concern.
he doesn't reply, merely ruffles your hair one last time before pulling it away.
"it's alright, don't nag." you scoff, giving him a half-hearted glare. "i'm just worried. they said you had some permanent damage done to your eyes, your orbital floor was shattered. you need to rest your eyes a whole lot." you mumble, and he ignores your chiding. "can't see a damn thing." he mutters gutturally. "you look like a mummy, if you're curious." you say, and he scoffs. "thanks."
"nemuri and hizashi are really worried. they told me to text them when you woke up, since i was the only one who could stay overnight." you say, taking your phone out to shoot them a text. you're quick and brief, the message is something along the lines of 'he must be fine since he can give so much attitude despite just waking up.'
you sigh softly, and he gives you a look. "you sound a bit troubled." you lean your head against your hands, propping your elbows on his hospital bed. "there was a devil at the usj. it was working with the villains. they said they had a 'deal' but... luckily i don't think the devils are too keen on explaining contracts to villains here." you mutter, and aizawa hums in thought. "if they were to work together, i think it'd make things a lot more complicated. luckily, for now the only devils coming after me are strong but not dangerous. devils like that don't care about anything. they're selfish entities who fight only for what they want, devils like them won't secede to make a deal even if there's a bigger picture. smarter devils, on the other hand..." you can't help the flash of makima that appears behind your eyelids as you blink. "they're slower, methodical. they'll do whatever it takes to achieve their goal, they take their time and they plan. usually, you don't know what their intentions are till they're about to get what they want. by then, it's too late."
aizawa seems to be looking at you, though you can't see his eyes. "they made a deal, but not a contract? what's the difference?" you nod your head, remembering you had only briefly explained contracts upon your arrival. "devils are forced to obey to contracts, humans as well. some contracts are special. the fox devil works with the devil hunters because she's friendly with humans, to make a contract with the fox devil you usually feed it a bit of your body in exchange for being able to summon it at will."
