(CANCELED) Partners In Crime(VillainousXReader)

Job

You were poor.

As in,your abusive father spent all the fucking money on beer. And not even good beer. Like...really bad beer...

You needed a job,and a place to stay. And you found both when you saw a flier.

Blackhat Inc.

Looking for a scientist apprentice.

Apprentice must be willing to listen to any and all orders and stay within the mansion unless told otherwise to get supplies.

Apprentice will be fed and clothed provided they do a good job.

Well shit. You were down with that. You took the flier back home,happy to find a job,you took the phone number off the paper and pocketed it. You run up to your dad,smiling. "Father,look!" You held up the flier. "I can finally get a job!" He grunted and grabbed the paper,reading it.

"Y/n,do you really think you could be a scientist? Much less an assistant to one?" He growled,alcohol on his breath."I was hoping you'd be sober to hear the news..."you said sadly. He was sober before you left anyway. Not not obviously.

The next hour was not enjoyable,to say the least. When he was sober,he was sad and clingy to make up for the harm he had done. But drunk,he was angry and violent. A real ass.

You were in your room,wincing at the smallest movement as it hurt. You sighed,grabbing your phone and the number,calling it.

"H-hello? This is Blackhat Inc.,ready to serve your every evil need!"

"Y-yes,I-I'm calling for the apprentice job?"

"Oh! Hello! I am Dr.Flug."

"Y/n."

"Well Y/n,you are actually the only one to call,do you think you can meet me at-" he paused,then listed off the address,saying that was the mansion.

"S-sure! W-what time?" You ask.

"When are you available?"

"Now and a-any time r-really."

"As soon as possible then." He sounded happy.

"I'll be there!"

You hung up,getting ready to look presentable and getting all the blueprints you made for your own ideas. You never were the...hero type. Especially not after your mother died. So your ideas where...how do you put it? Evil. You loved being evil sometimes,but you couldn't be evil. You felt like you wouldn't be good enough. Not fit to be a hero,yet not fit to be a villain either.

You get your papers all packed,then poked your head out of your mostly empty room. No Father...you head to the door and shut it behind you,walking to the address. It was a peaceful walk. No other people pushing you around. Just the sounds of the city and birds. You arrived at the address to find a large hat looking place with a spiked fence.

Okay,so this is the home of a villain you are about to enter. There must be weapons guarding the place...Oh!

You pull out your phone and text Flug. He responds quickly.

Flug: Hang on,lemme disarm the weapons.

Thats what you thought. Not to long after,the door opened."I-its safe,M-miss Y/n!" You nod,walking up to him. He wore a paper bag on his head and goggles,along with a blue t-shirt,lab coat,and jeans. You only wore your neatest clothes,a dark gray long sleeved shirt and dark jeans. "H-hello,Dr.F-Flug!" You smile.

He waved,letting you in the dark colored mansion. It was..."Beautiful... "You whisper,Flug chuckles."Anyway,if y-you could please follow me to the lab." You nod and follow him,looking around the place. It was nice,the dark red and black mixed well together. You arrived at the lab,it was mainly white,the tiles,walls,and ceiling, but the inventions were absolutely amazing!

You showed Flug your work,and explained a small bit of the situation you are in...kinda..."M-my dad isn't able to handle keeping the both of us there,so I have b-been looking for a job and a place to live."you said,he nods. He was like you in some ways,shy and smart. "Welp,Y/n,you got the job! When are you good to move in?" He asked.

"Now is g-good. I don't really have much to move in and all my other clothes barley fit me." You said."Do you want to s-say bye to your dad first?"he asked. You took a minute. "No. He's good." You shrug. "Oh! I want to give you s-something!" He rushed out of the lab and you stood there,looking at his blueprints and things he made. He came back with a lab coat,goggles,and a bag like his with holes for the eyes. "You s-said you didn't like h-how you looked so I t-thought you might f-feel better with this."

"Thanks,Dr.Flug." you take the items and put them on,hiding the bruises and marks Flug almost questioned before.

So...

Now you have a job and a place.

Under Blackhat...