[I'm the BAD Guy]

Chapter One: The Recruit

"What is this?"

         Its called a quirk.

"What is a quirk?"

         A thing that grants you power.

"What is power?"

         Something everyone wants.

"Why do they want it?"

         So they can be strong.

"Why would I want to be strong?"

         So you never have to be alone.

"Why don't I want to be alone?"

         Because I hate it.

"What do I hate about it?"

         I hate myself.

"Why. Why do you hate me?"

         Because.

                       I'm just too weak.

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My eyes widened as I shot up like a bullet from bed, sweat beads ran down my temples and forehead as I panted for air.

I calmed myself knowing that I'm awake and just in bed but I still clenched the white sheets of my blanket and pillow in reassurance.

'It was just a dream.' I thought reassuringly.

I looked out the window beside my bed to see that the sky was just waking up and a flock of white birds flew in the mornings light reflecting it off of their wings, making them look like angels.

'Beautiful.'

I continued to stare until they left my sight and the left me in a daze.

Until a sudden knock was heard at my door.

Looking away I ripped up the sheets, 'Getting up time.' I thought while rolling off of my bed and onto the balls of my feet.

As a per usual morning routine in the building I slept in, I would get out of bed grudgingly, change into civilian clothes, eat what was given and report to Marou straight away.

Every single day.

And then get to what mission that was assigned to me.

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I sighed whilst riding down the lone street, since rush hour had past it was nearly to completely empty and devoid of any activity.

"These clients are the real deal so be on your best behavior today, or you won't get any food. Also wait for me, I'll introduce the both of us on behalf of our company." Marou said casually still looking down at the book he was reading, titles 'Dreams of the Third Omen'.

I nodded in understanding even though he didn't bother to see and I kept looking out the window watching the scenery fly past.

Today was suppost to be a very big job involving the 'Villain Alliance' and 'All for One'.

The driver halted the van in infront of the building we were to meet at, or so I assumed.

I clicked open the door and started looking up at the sign just to make sure I was in the right place, I nodded for it was, and then looked down onto myself.