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Chuuya X F!Reader - 'Corruption'

Hey, I had the idea of the reader cancelling Chuuya's corruption before he could finish summoning it by kissing him. Then the fic got out of hand. Oops. Sorry not sorry :)

Enjoy!
ALSO FORGOT TO SAY THERE COULD POSSIBLY BE A TRIGGER WARNING FOR SELF HARM IN THIS, BECAUSE OF THE READERS ABILITY- JUST WARNING YOU :)

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You kept your head low, tiptoeing around the corner of a crate. The atmosphere was painfully tense, and you held your breath- you needed to be silent, you needed this mission to go well. There were lives at stake, people you cared about; the consequences? Death.

Once you'd reached the shadows again, you began to whisper into your earpiece.

"I've infiltrated the base, but there are a lot of men- I might be able to handle them alone, but it's unlikely that I'll come out unharmed, meaning the mission could fail." You spoke as quietly as you could, waiting for a reply- one came after a few seconds.

"I'll come to you, stay where you are." A voice on the other end commanded- then all went silent again. You perched yourself atop a huge crate, ducked behind various boxes atop it- you waited patiently, one hand pressed firmly to your side, where your daggers were sheathed. Your ability was perfect for stealth, allowing you to not only turn invisible, but phase through walls; the mafia was lucky to have you, that's for sure. Countless missions had been made possible just because of your impeccable wits and lightning fast reactions. Infiltration was normally a walk in the park for you, but this base was well populated, not to mention high-tech. You remained calm, waiting for your new partner to catch up with you. Eventually, you felt a presence at your side, slinking from the shadows.

"That was quick, Chuuya." You whispered, as he crouched next to you. Red blood rolled off the small dagger in his hand, and he quickly wiped it off on a nearby cloth. "Oh."

"Yeah, oh." He repeated snappily, "Ready to fight?" the man asked.

"Let's go." You silently activated your ability, 'Vanishing ghost', and unsheathed your deadly sharp daggers. Chuuya nodded, jumping down from the crate in one quick leap, whilst you climbed down from it, as quiet as a mouse, then ran towards the wall which led into the room of men with perfectly practiced light footing. Reaching the other side of the wall, you found yourself directly behind a black suited man carrying a huge rifle; bingo. Seizing the opportunity, you stood and placed a hand over his mouth... then slit his throat.

His limp body became a rag-doll in your arms, and you caught the body as it fell, placing it down softly. From the other side of the room, you noticed a flash of light, before Chuuya charged into the room, his ability, 'For The Tainted Sorrow' fully activated, he slammed his hand down onto a huge iron cylinder, distorting the gravity around it with incredible power, allowing him to throw it, and let it crash into a group of men. They were instantly crushed. Then, he returned the gravity around the item to normal, and pulled a pistol from his pocket- he shot a man dead quicker than he could blink.

You took this opportunity while they were all stunned to drive both of your blades into the back of a security guard, piercing his lungs with a simple jerk, he spluttered, then fell to his knees in a heap. You spotted a man staring at the area around you, pure horror stretched over his face- he couldn't see you, so he broke into a sprint. With lighting fast reactions, you raised your arm, and threw the dagger in your hand towards him- dead. The room fell silent again, and you sighed, walking to the dead man and ripping the blade from his back.

There was a catch to your ability- to deactivate it, you had to draw blood; your own blood. Taking the dagger, you swiped it gently over the tip of your finger, and instantly your body materialized in front of Chuuya's very eyes.