The Vigilante And The Villain (Villain!Todoroki x Vigilante!Reader)

Chapter 8: Nightfire

~Nightfire's POV~

"Answer the question. You've been tailing me for a while now. Are you with the League or not?" I questioned in a growl, pressing the knife closer to the stranger's neck. She hissed a little in pain. "Who is this 'League', you speak of? They sound like lame little b*tches." She growled with a smirk. I suppressed a laugh, keeping my mask up. "Do you mind letting me up, this is a very awkward position, and my neck is hurting." She said casually. I growled a little, closing my left hand around her wrist as a little smoke rose from it. She grit her teeth, wincing in pain. "I'll ask again: Are you with the League of Villains? Final answer, make it count." I hissed in annoyance. "Alright, alright. Chill out. I'm not a member of the League. Now will you let me up? And release my wrist! This suit may be fireproof but that still hurts like a b*tch." The female said, a little frantically. I let go of her wrist and let her stand up, still keeping my knife to her neck. "Emitter type Quirk. Not a human lie detector. Something to do with fire." She mumbled under her breath, examining her wrist. I glared at the back of her head until in a split second, she kicked the knife out of my hand before punching me in the jaw. I stumbled back with a curse before hearing a weird noise. Like fabric moving. When my vision cleared I finally got a good look at the female, trying to ignore the scarf that had begun to move without her touching it or giving any verbal commands. My eyes widened a little, as a smirk came to my face. "Now I recognize you. Karma. The Number 1 Vigilante." I said calmly. I lowered my guard, standing normally. "That's a relief. I was worried there for a second." I added. The female 'tch'ed in annoyance, but I was perfectly content. Oh wait....villain.....yeah I'm probably getting attacked. The scarf returned around her neck, a sign that she had calmed down a little. Though I did notice her hand hovering over three metal poles on her utility belt. Albeit, she was doing so discreetly. "So you know me. Good, that'll make this easier. Are you with the League?" She questioned. I shook my head. "Not in the slightest. Shigaraki is a childish b*stered. I'd never willingly work under him." I hissed. "Willingly." She pointed out. "Odd choice of phrasing there." She commented. I chuckled a little. "Alright. That was perceptive of you. But the answer remains the same. I'm not in the League." I said. Karma smiled. "Truth. Next question. If you aren't in the League, then who are you? Hero? Vigilante I haven't heard of?" She questioned. I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms with a sigh. "Oh shame. You don't know who I am? Geez. The others do their jobs a little too well. Alright. Let's play a little guessing game. No and no. I'm not a hero, nor a vigilante. Try again." I said. The female vigilante did not look amused in the slightest.

"Information-, no that doesn't make sense. Villain." She said. "Correct. I am a villain. But not a member of the League of Villains." I said. She hummed a little before stiffening. She slipped into a guard, getting her Bo staff together and her scarf started defying gravity again. "Are you with Nightfire!?" She questioned. I sighed a little with a bored expression. "Got it backwards sweetheart. I'm not with Nightfire. I am Nightfire." I corrected. Her expression changed again, to one I wasn't familiar with. Not fear, nor panic. Her expression was....intense. Eyes shining with an emotion I've seen on many others before. Excitement. But her stance and posture showed a strong will, as well as being highly alert. She was tense but not out of fear. Is this what others call determination? Hm...was that a glint of suspicion in her eyes? Or am I just imagining things now? She hummed a little, eyes carefully analyzing my form. "I find that hard to believe. Granted, Nightfire has never been seen by heroes nor vigilantes before. And any leads have been proven false on multiple occasions. Very few things are known about this alleged, 'rising villain mastermind'. But out of the few things that are known about him, perhaps I can deduce whether or not you're being honest. After all, one can't be too careful. Many have claimed to be Nightfire in previous cases, in order to intimidate a hero or vigilante. But they've been proven as posers after being easily defeated. Or they wind up dead the very next day with messages saying that, quote, 'this is what happens to fakes'." Karma said. She leaned on her staff casually while her scarf settled back down around her neck. I heard a small beep from her head set. She smirked a little. "Your face doesn't appear in any databases I'm running it through. So you've probably been off the grid for a long time. Leading me to believe you've destroyed any record of your existence years ago. Otherwise I'm positive something would come up, with an appearance as unique as your's. Heterochromia isn't exactly a common thing. And a burn scar like that would definitely be a telltale. But I'm not finding any records nor files. No eye witness accounts of suspicious behavior. Nothing. Cautious, secretive, and mysterious. Yet you give off this aura of power. Not only that, but above average height...." She muttered. She pulled out a notepad from her belt as well as a pencil and started jotting something down. "That leaves the likely-hood of you being Nightfire at....hang on let me give you a solid figure..." She trailed off. "65%. Not terrible, but not impressive either. A little above the half way mark. Leaving the chances high. But not high enough for concern. Let me rephrase: Not high enough for me to take you seriously." She commented, glaring straight through me. I smirked a little. She's sharp. Definitely Karma alright. High perception skills, her hit was strong enough to knock a normal person out, nor would a normal person have been able to sense her watching them. She's been on high alert the entire time she's been talking with me. I'll have to be careful with her. I thought.