I couldn't move at all since I was faking being a corpse and being brought to who knows where. All I could hear right nowas the sound of the door opening and closing and the footsteps of this insane person. It took a bit before he could feel that he was not moving anymore.
Villain: What a fine speciment we have here. I am sure they will be pleased this time.
They?
Who?
Villain: Let me see..... how shall we start this time....
The villains footsteps was all I could hear for a while and then it happened. A sound that made me shiver. It was the sound of a chainsawish thing. I could only imagine what this was all about and before something was about to happen, I had to move.
So within seconds, I threw the clothes away from me, jumped up and away from the table.
It was only now that I could see what he had in his hands. A small mechanical chainsaw looking round mechanical equiptment, some doctors gloves, some protective shield on their face and they were even wearing something over their clothes to not get dirty.
No doubt there.... I would have been cut open on the table.
The blood on the floor, the draining system and the table besides where I was laying was telling me everything I had to know. Scalpels and tweezers and whatever may lay there else, they were all meant for using on a corpse and investigate someones death course or even get some organs out of a person. Who knows.
Me: WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU MATE?!
The doctor as in a villain, was screaming when he saw me move away from the table and then until now was frozen in place.
Villain: AH THESE. FUCKING LUNATICS!
Me: Lunatics? You're the insane one here?
Villain: SHUT IT!
Me: Shut it? WHO THE FUCK CUTS SOMEONE ALIVE?!
Villain: YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD BRAT!
Me: I AM NOT A BRAT!
Villain: TSK! Now I have to get rid of you the hard way..... makes it easier to find out what your quirk is... come on... show it to me...
Me: What?
Villain: Do your worse kiddo, cause this is gonna be your death bed.
Me: You want me to go at ya with that thing in your hand? You think I am stupid.
Yeah, no way in hell would I ran at this guy straight on without a quirk that could help me. I mean, I had a quirk that could alive me back when I would die but that is not something I wanted to actually risk doing. If I could get out of here alive, that would be much appreciated. Besides what's a quirk against something like a mechanical gear that could probably cut through bones?
Villain: If I put it away, will you show me your quirk?
Me: What quirk? I am fucking quirkless!
Not really a lie....
My quirk is not note down and even if it wouldn't help me here at all.
Besides this guy is a bit too obsessed with seeing my quirk.
Better say I am quirkless instead of showing him what I can do.
Even if I am quirkless, I am still not harmless!!!!
Villain: Say that again.
He seemed confused and was blinking at me for a good second there. This was definitely not what I expected. Not only did he not attack, but he even put the weapon away, crossing his arms before his chest looking at me and demanding me to say what I had said again.
Me: I am quirkless.
I thought I would get some kind of response but no. This villain, turned around and went out of the room locking it and leaving me alone in there. Did I make the right call? I wasn't so sure about it. However I also didn't know what happened.
WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED?!
Does this make any sense?
What the ....
Am I stuck here now?
Now that I was all alone in a room without a second door, nor a window, I started to look around to see if there was any way to get out but nope. I couldn't find one at all. There were a lot of things I could use as a weapon just in case things would go south but other than that, I was completly lost.
Maybe going in here solo was not the best idea at all.
Should I try call my father?
Nah!
It's too early for that.
I can do this!
I wanted to get into this and I wanted to be a vigilante too.
So I can do it!
I can figure this out.
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Try Me Bitch (Vigilante Deku)
FanfictionSwitched by birth but that doesn't mean that I had a great life living with a ritch hero family. In fact, they were the worst! A father who was too busy to look at me and a mother who was obsessed with how I acted.... well at one point I was driven...
