(You are a villain in this story and your villain name is crimson due to the quirk i give the character , but you can change it in your mind if you would like)
Aizawa slowly came to consciousness. His head was pounding, and his eyes felt dry and gritty as he slowly opened them. The first thing he noticed was the cold, hard surface he was laying on. It was smooth and metallic, and he could feel the chill through his thin clothes. As his senses returned to him, he realized that he was lying on his side, and he tried to lift his head up, but something was restraining his movements. the building seemed to be abandoned with very little lighting.
Aizawa blinked a few times, trying to get his bearings. The light was dim, but he could make out the rough metal walls and floor. He felt his own capture weapon, now transformed into restraints, wrapped tightly around him, keeping him in place. He tried to move, to free himself, but the bindings were tied too tightly for him to escape.
"Damn it..." he muttered, his voice hoarse. The room was a bit cold from the window being broken out and corners of the walls collected tons of dust. After a few minutes there was a faint sound of footsteps walking around , sounded like around three people, and they were right outside the room he was in.
Aizawa's senses were immediately on high alert. He strained his ears, trying to pick up any hint of what was going on outside the room. The footsteps grew louder as they approached, their echoing footsteps making their presence known. Aizawa's heart pounded in his chest as he strained against his restraints, trying to free himself in vain. He gritted his teeth, frustrated at his helplessness but waiting for whatever came next.
Soon the door opened and the first thing to step in was the view of two tall men dressed in villain costumes and dark boots. Soon after , a pair of thick heeled boots entered, Trailing up to reveal a female figure who had her face covered as she stepped forward and let out a chuckle.
"Oh good you're already awake my dear" she cooed, her expressions hidden by the mask. Aizawa's gaze flicked up to meet the woman as she stepped into the room, followed by the two large men. Her commanding aura and confident stride made it clear that she was in charge. He studied her as she spoke, taking in her mask-covered face and the sinister gleam in her eyes.
He tugged at his restraints once more, glaring up at her defiantly.
"Who are you?" he demanded, his voice gruff.She let out a giggle at how he gritted his teeth and gave her such a demanding tone , she put her hand on her chest as she did a graceful bow.
"You can call me by my villain name, crimson" she said with a low and sinister voice before she stood up straight and stepped closer to him. Aizawa eyed her suspiciously as she introduced herself. The name "Crimson" rolled off her tongue with a smoothness that sent a shiver down his spine. He tried to keep his expression stoic as she approached him, but his heart rate quickened, and he cursed himself for showing any sign of weakness.
"Crimson, huh?" he said in a dry tone. "Seems fitting for someone wearing a blood-red mask."
"oh my dear, it's not just because of the mask " she hummed as she tilted her head before she slowly raised her wrist towards him, within a few seconds her blood shot out of her wrist like a point and it stopped. Showing him that her quirk was clearly blood manipulation.
Aizawa's eyes widened involuntarily as the woman's blood shot out. stopping just inches from his face. He cursed himself for letting his surprise show, but he couldn't help it.
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