"An Angel's Madness" (Heroic x Reader x Villainous)

Chapter 8: Siren Rage | L

Happy belated single-awareness-day!

Dr. Slug was snapped quite rudely out of his restless work trance by a frantic bumping on the door. He couldn't care less about whatever party or prank was happening outside of his work-related space but the unforgiving knocking was getting on his nerves.
„Slug! Open up I think there is something wrong!" How specific. It was the siren again. He groaned and very slowly made his way to the door.
"Whats up?" He groaned massaging the area between his goggles.
"T-there has been a Crash and WH got all serious a-and told me to get you and I don't really what is up as you so nicely put it buts its definetly something" she spluttered making the frown on Slug's face intensify.
Boom Crash!
The sound had gotten to this part of the mansion.
"You see?!" the obviously now panicking siren had taken up to kneading her hands. Honestly he had no Idea how her and Clementia ever became Friends.
"So thats it?! You disrupted my precious schedule to Tell me, Clementia has gone on another rampage?!" he growled.
"White Hats Orders" Something very strange happened while (Y/n) spoke that simple sentence: The anxiousness fell from her, as she reminded herself that she was in the right. White Hat, the man who had helped her so many times and was the wisest demon she knew, had asked her to do this. She just had to stick to her guts. Stick to your guts. Stick to your guts.
Slug felt himself reminded of a performer that had lost their performance anxiety the minute he felt comfortable on the stage. These Moments, where (Y/n)s personality made a complete change in his presence were always the cornerstones to his siren theory.  Sure, she had a pretty chill personality that was perfect to balance out the craziness of the world around here, but there was still this aura of instability and angst to her beeing. Now, in Moments like these she seemed completely confident and incredibly secure. It was like seeing her completely clear for the first time. He was so busy to make sure to take mental notes of this process that he nearly didn't notice her going to his desk and picking up one of his gun-like inventions.
„Slug. I know you barely trust me with anything" ouch, he was not sure why but these serious words hurt „but these are White Hats orders and I know this isn't just another Clementia-rampage" she pointed the gun a considerable amount of space above his head, „so I am going to go out there and if necessary kick a**. Are you coming with me?" a faint smile graced her lips.
Yeah,she is definetly a siren.
„Fine" he grumbled „do you even know what you are holding there?" now it was his turn to display a amused glint in his goggles.
Her confidence seemed to be imidiatly be lowered by 30%. He took this for a no.
"This gun is supposed to give humans superpowers.  We created it from a certain chemical Z.  The powers aren't permanent though " he made a dismissive hand motion " if you are looking for something that actually does damage just take thi-"
"Does it work?"
"What do you mean?"  The paperbag Scientist cries out indignated
"Does the gun, that gives humans superpowers work?" She seemed to have recovered quickly as she spoke those words like maybe a boss would to his employee. Slug didn't aproove.
"It's still in testing"
„Try it on m-„"
The noise became louder. Whatever it was, it was coming closer.
We don't have time for this!
Slug raised an eyebrow. Although he would never admit it, he was starting to get worried too.
„Fine. Please continue." she put the gun back to where she took it from. „As I said, we don't have many weapons that actually do damage so I would advise you to take the freeze ray" he made a sloppy handmotion directing the girl's eyes to the new gun.
When did he start taking orders from his co-worker?
With a confident grip on the gun the siren waited for him to get a weapon himself. He opted for the shrinking ray.
„Lets go."
But before they could Brust out of the door and face whatever terrors lied ahead, movie style, the door was kicked down. Slug was surprised that the siren was the first to shoot. The creature fell over in a cartoony expression of surprise and kept still.
„Demencia?" the siren looked like she had seen a ghost. The paperbagged scientist himself, walked calmly to the lizard-like human and inspected her. Yes, this was indeed a lackey of the Villainous that went by the name Demencia and had too much in common with Clemencia for him to bear.
Since laying her eyes on the neongreen hair, (Y/n)s body had tensed up. Sure, proving your worth to your idols was a secret dream of yours, but you never expected having to face them on opposite sides of a gun. This didn't feel right.
„Goddamnit (Y/n) you were right" the scientists word snapped her out of her internal monologue, „we have to go to the main hall!"
Slugs paperbag had crumpled himself in a aggressive and....worried expression?
„What are you frowning at? Let's go!" his grip on the gun tensed even more.
„Okay" She convinced herself that this musn't be her top-priority now nor be about her to begin with. This was about doing what's right.
„Lets go out there and be heroic!"
With a Swift nod, The went outside the door,guns raised carefully on their way to the said mainhall. Everywhere there was a mark of destruction. Sometimes it was just a broken vase, but other times it was more unsettling. There were clawmarks at the doors and strange blue liquid, that emitted a strange sweet smell.
„Ok this is it. We need to use the element of surprise." Slug instructed her, like it was just another experiment in the lab. Demonic grunts and sounds of war could be heard around the corner.  When taking a peek around the ominous corner, they could see Black and White Hat in a fierce battle. There was destruction all around.  They could also see that 606 was running behind 505 who was bawling in fear. Slug took the lead and, faster than the girl ever expected, took a shot at 505. Dr Flug had been expertily firing shots at Clementia, but upon seeing his creation fall onto the floor motionless, something about him changed. His angsty beahvior fell from him like a snake would shed its skin. Not unlike (Y/n)...
His right goggle had started glowing white and his expression was one of full glee as he shot at Slug. The grumpy scientist could only barely dodge and was growling in anger himself. He wanted to say something, a snarky remark,maybe but another heavy part of furniture aimed to kill snapped him out of his thoughts. The insane Scientist had switched his ominous gun for another...(Y/n) couldn't shake the feeling that there was something it reminded her of... The (h/c)ette watched in horror as her colleague and friend was attacked. By floating objects?  A Realisation was climbing her up, while her panic-driven mind debated what to do.
What should I do? What should I do? I am not nearly as quick as Slug! Dr Flug can easily leviate..things big enough to crush me! Levitate...Leviatation g- OH. THAT B******!!!
This was the moment for (Y/n) to step in.
For a moment, everything froze. It was like the silent agreement between the villains that they target had arrived. She fired three, four shots at her ex-idol.
„How nice of you to join us (Y/n)~" the cold snarring Voice of Black Hat towered over the dangerous action.
But was this really (Y/n)? Her (e/c) eyes were blazing with a cold darkness.  It made White Hat make a worried frown and both Doktor's Paperbags crumpled in confusion. She dodged the attacks of Dr.Flug expertly and continued shooting the villains,barely missing.
„My my, White what a dangerous little angel you have there~" he didn't even make an effort to avoid the rays. It just hit one of his tentacles. The black,whatever it was, froze crippled and the reformed. That's how bad*** he was.
„(Y/n) RUN!" Clementia and WH had shouted at the same time, but they were unsure if you even heard them, as you shown no reaction.
Shot.
In (Y/n)s warped eyes the villain had lost all of the class she had once adored. He was a mere
"Filthy thief" she muttered between dodging Flug's attacks and firing her own shots.
Shot.
Black.