Villainous Hero

19 | Broken

(AN) trigger warning, and broken hearts ahead.

The streets were empty, the sky was nearing dusk. I had no idea I was training for that long.

To get a cab I must walk farther into the city. Right now being at home is all I want.
The thought of taking a nice long bath soothes my body and mind.

But..in this part of town and at this time of day..safety isn't guaranteed.

The click of steel-toed boots sounded to the left of me. A small group of four men emerged from the shadows of the dying day.

To be honest, this isn't the first time I've been attacked around All For One's residence.

I call them Scavengers.

They are weak-willed men who prey on All For One's success. Most of them work for the big man, as servants and eventual test subjects.

My heart rate spiked at the sight of the group. My recent failure lingered on my person. To me, it was a great loss because my quirk was on the line.

Now that I'm not getting it back I feel timid and scared. I walk faster to get away from the group.

I don't even have my weapons on me. They advanced anyway.
I need to run.

"Isn't that the Boss's princess?"

"Have you heard the rumors?"

"They say she's quirkless now."

"Then the Boss must've gotten tired of her."

"Catch her."

They started running towards me. I panicked and made a high pitched squeak that was supposed to be a scream.

Why do I keep getting attacked?! I just wanna go home!

I ran down the road towards civilization. If I can just get to where there are onlookers, they'll leave me alone.

CRAMP!

The tendon in my foot decided now to be the time it cramps up. Wasn't I just Exercising? How could this happen?

The pain made me whimper. If a mere cramp is my downfall then I don't deserve the title Villain. I look behind me at the group of men that haven't caught up to me yet.

My running turns into a weird half hop half run. I manage to make it to the busy road. Now I'm safe.
Making a quick glance around myself just to be sure. I take off my boot and massage my poor foot.

The nearest bus stop is on the other side of the street. I'll be home soon.

Just as I had that thought a pair of strong arms pulled me backward. Out of the light of the street lamps and into the shadows.

I screamed and a hand covered my mouth. I kicked at whoever was holding me as hard as I could.

My struggling resulted in a hard punch to the stomach. My body went limp and I tried to breathe. After a few seconds, I was able to intake breath.

"Don't hurt her! If she's quirkless then there's nothing to worry about anyway!"

"She obviously is quirkless, she hasn't used her power at all yet."

The words of the men infuriated me. It also made me feel ashamed to not have any powers. I've deemed a weakling in the eyes of others.

I'm not weak. I stand to my feet and hold my head up high. I glare at the men. My body gets into a fighting stance.

"That's cute. Look, she's trying to fight us."