Fight or Flight [BNHA x reader]

Success or Failure

You were support for a few missions with your family, basically acting as a shadow but they had finally decided to loosen the reigns by sending you out on a solo mission. It was decided to be your induction as an official Tenshi, one that was able to take missions and be known by the few who acknowledged the existence and use of mercenaries.

It was an infiltration mission to take down a leader of an underground children trafficking ring. Your job was to take him and any of his subordinates who would get in the way, out. You were going to be around others your age for the first time but it didn't matter, you weren't allowed to care for them in the slightest, they were distractions and hindrances and nothing more than burdens from what you were told. You were to do your job and be done with it, nothing more nothing less. Anything else would result in a mission failure and possible death. You didn't want to waste your future in your family for the lives of useless, weak children so you weren't even going to give them a second glance. As long as you succeeded, nothing else mattered.

You were flown to the drop off point by your father, the feeling of the wind against your skin and through your feathers kept your mind calm and at peace. Your fathers presence was in your system, warm and calming as always, you thought it was helping you keep the unneeded feelings away. The bubbling feeling in your borderline numb body was excitement, it felt odd and slightly displaced but it was there, you thought you were just excited to complete your mission.

"Succeed, do not fail the Tenshi pride." It was the only thing he said to you before he left, leaving you with nothing but the desire to succeed.

"Yes papa." You took your short trek into the city, a lidded gaze taking in the area. It was humid and had more dirt than the rocky mountain of your home. You were in a high crime area between the border of Mexico and the United States, perfect for getting away with any sort of illegal activity. It was so heavily populated that it was easy to go unnoticed. The amount of people around you was overwhelming to a point, it was loud and crammed

You were dressed in what could only be considered rags, dirty and cheap to help your infiltration. You really looked no better than a homeless orphan to anyone who saw you finding your way through the streets. One block was less active than the rest, it was quiet and those who looked like they were trying to get through the area kept their heads down and walked quickly. There were people parading around their quirks and groups in uniform and by the way people avoided them and sent them fearful glances they were more than just some wannabe criminals.

You moved in closer, just enough to get a look at the uniform the gang members were wearing. Each person was clad in a black leather jacket with a large silver skull laying on a bed of red roses going across the back. They were all carrying firearms and some had obvious mutation quirks that they wanted to use to make themselves seem all the more intimidating and deadly.

You weren't scared, they had the numbers but you were sure they wouldn't suspect you for anything as of yet so with a deep breath, you walked over to the group of criminals and tugged on the hem of one guys shirt.

He whipped around, gun at the ready to defend himself from whatever lowlife was trying to start something only to stop when there was nobody there. He let his eyes trail down slowly until he was looking at you. He pointed the gun in your face wanting to scare you off, he was not a child person and didn't need a little shit hanging around him. When you didn't flinch, he took another look and grinned, seeing your big blank lilac eyes, puffy cheeks, and shabby clothing he felt like he'd hit the jackpot. He thought you were probably too stupid to even know how he could kill you, that had to be the reason you looked so unafraid.

"What the hell do you want little girl?" His gruff voice called out loud enough to alert his companions and they all turned to face you, matching greedy smirks plastered on. You blinked slowly at the attention of so many people before looking down, chubby cheeks flushing as your stomach rumbled. They really were too easy, completely unsuspecting of anything. To them you were looking up to be a perfect addition to the boss, another one to be sold for big bucks.