Hypnotist~DabixReader

Chapter One

Vivid images of my sisters' lifeless corpse haunted my mind. The way her face was hung open in a perpetual state of horror, the way her body was mangled after a careless hero let her fall to her death. She just wanted a pretty picture of the cityscape.

Fuck heros. All she ever talked about is how great they were and how proud she was that I was going to become one, how heros saved everyone. It was so ironic that the same mouth that spoke those words had died by the mistake of one. I couldn't even bare to continue my courses on the path to becoming a hero after her accident. I knew heros, like everyone, made mistakes but her death pushed me to the point of breaking. I was so engulfed with rage and sorrow that I sought the path of villainy, it would never bring her back and hell it would probably make her mad but I never ever wanted to be called a hero.

 I dropped out of U.A. a month ago and have been working on finding the League of Villains ever since  I basically worshipped Stain and his idea of false heros, it made sense to me. I knew of a place where some lowly villains hung out and talked big about joining up with them. I was going there tonight to try and find out if they knew any information to get me closer to meeting the infamous group. 

~Later that night~

I slinked into a dark alleyway and heard the laughs and chatter of a group, probably around 3 men. I sucked in a deep breath and prepared to sacrifice my dignity. I rounded the corner and saw just as I thought three men talking about the league of villains. I undid the top couple buttons of my blouse and sauntered on up. "Heya boys~" I cooed. Immediately all their attention shifted to me. It was such a humiliating feeling being watched like such prey. One of the men stepped forward with a devilish grin on his face. "What's a cute girl like you doing in these parts? Don't ya know we're villains!" He roared. His breath reeked like alcohol and a neglect to brush. I smiled softly and brought my hands to grasp the hem of my skirt. "Actually I was wondering if you fellas knew where I could find the League of Villains? You seemed like strong guys so I thought you might be able to help."

The man's friends laughed. "You think you're gonna talk to the League, princess?" One of them bellowed. 

I frowned and let go of my skirt. "If you can't help me then I'll find them myself." 

The man before me reached out. "Wait, I'll help you but what's in it for me?" 

Ugh, gross. I hummed out, a finger resting on my chin. "I'll give you my number." 

The men groaned out. "That's a weak deal but I'll humor you. There's this warehouse just outside of city limits just around xxstreet. Rumor has it that's where they do the majority of their deals." 

I shot up a huge toothy grin at the man. "Thanks sir, I knew you could help." I grabbed his wrist, pretending it was only a friendly gesture. Three seconds had passed since I made contact with him. "One more favor, keep them busy." I cooed. Instantly the man turned towards his friends, a zombie-like trance washing over him. I sprinted away as I heard him mercilessly attacking his friends. It was hard to run while controlling him but all I needed was a couple minutes. 

My heart pounded as I came to a stop. Whew, I needed to get in better shape. I pulled out my phone and quickly pounded in the location the man gave me. It was about 15 miles away from my current location but if I just hitched a ride I could go and scope it out tonight. As I walked down the street I held out my thumb and puffed out my bottom lip. 

It hadn't taken long for me to secure a ride and make it to the warehouse, in fact, it only took 35 minutes for me to get from point A to B. I exited the mans car and shortly after released your control on him. I only did it as a precaution and left him conscious the whole time but ya know, safety first. My stomach twisted into the worlds largest knot and my throat filled with an itching sensation.