ALERT [ BAKUGO X OC/READER]

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Crystal's head was a mess, her head was heavy, her vision blurry. The joints on her neck were so stiff she struggled to raise her head.

Through the blur, she could just barely make out the vintage shades of red and green and blue and the huge blurs of brown - what seemed to be an underground bar.

. "...No way," she managed to make out a familiar voice saying.

Smoke filled her lungs as she took in a breath. She looked around, her vision clearer then. There were villains all around her. The guy in the mask, the guy in the with hands all over him, the metal body she took down back in the stadium - all the major Villain League members were present, except for two, and Bakugo was in front of her, in an offensive stance. As her eyes scanned the crowd further, she saw Miyamura within the small herd of villains, like he was one of them - because he was one of them.

The betrayal she felt made her heart sink and her stomach churn. But she couldn't say she didn't see it coming. Miyamura...he changed...

She wasn't restrained, but she could feel the sedatives in her body. She knew all too well how it felt to have sedatives in her body. Heavy doses of sedatives weren't enough to leave lingering headaches after waking up. It was enough to tell her that she was very heavily dosed. Still, they had underestimated her regeneration.

She was already sobered enough to sense all the metal around her, something she did that just came with her quirk - an instinct, almost.

"Kurogiri, compress," he commanded a villain, deciding to have Bakugo compressed.

"Get any close..a...ne -y guy is dead," eyes turned to Crystal as she mumbled.

"She's awake already?" She heard one of the villains ask.

"Get any closer to the both of us and the warpy guy is a goner," she repeated.

Bakugo turned to face her, eyes worried, face draining of color.

"Ah...this one..." Shigaraki looked down at Crystal in a way that sent a chill up her spine.

He walked closer. "Crystal Ishikawa," he spoke slowly, each syllable with a pause in between, "Your father asked us to deliver you to him in exchanged for quite the, let's just say decent, amount of money."

His eyes glinted with deception as he continued, "And so, here we are. In exactly one hour, your father's men will retrieve you and once that happens, there's no coming back. Your father is someone who shouldn't be messed with...But we just might."

"This isn't what we plan-" Miyamura's disapproval was interrupted when one of the villains came onto him, stuffing his mouth with cloth and restraining his hands. Crystal couldn't help but feel impressed, after all, Miyamura's speedy reactions and movement were no joke.

All Shigaraki did was spare Miyamura a glance before he resumed, "You can be so much more, only if you free yourself from the restrictions and laws of heroship. Think about it, your fourth quirk is something the hero society will never let you use - It's a power suited for a villain. You would never shine under Gold...But here, with us, you can shine, make a name for your own. Let me help you control your mysterious quirk. Trust me, I know it better than you, and Gold. He doesn't know that the quirk manifested differently in you, in a more powerful way."

"Don't listen to him, Crystal." Bakugo urged her.

Shigaraki ignored him, casually taking a step closer to "Let me make you an offer, join me and thrive or shrivel under Gold's power. You're worth enough for us to mess with Gold."

She had already made her decision and it was absolute. Shigaraki's attempt at persuading her was a waste of time. If anything, it bought Crystal time to fully gain consciousness and awareness.

She shifted her control to the metal at the base of the hands all over Shigaraki.

"What if I say no to both?" Crystal said, throwing him off when she dropped all of his cherished hands to the floor.

A/N

So much happened this 2019. I'm moving schools, and I realized just how many and how good of a community of friends I've built in the recent few years. So many people cried for me on our last night together and I realized I wasn't as unlikeable as I thought I was...

So much happened this year, good and bad, highs and lows, but nevertheless, it made me change to who I am now, and I can say with confidence that I am the best I've ever been. 

That short session I had early this year, when I felt so vulnerable and sad and broken, I texted a friend who was normally so stern and reliable and well...very unaffectionate in very vague detail - I just told her I felt really blank and so emotional at the same time, that no one liked me, that I was really lost and didnt know what to do.

Then when I texted her that time, crying, pained, suicidal, almost, she told me "Don't cry...Please don't cry...I love you and it hurts me to see someone so bright like you so down." It's something yall probably don't wanna know that happened but...It's something I'll never forget. 

Those three days I kept on crying, I received support from my amazing readers and for that, I thank you, it means a lot to me. Really. It does. 

It's been a rough year, yet an educational one, so much so I didn't really think about ALERT. Then today, as I wrote this chapter I realized how surreal this is - as in how many loyal and wonderful readers i've gained. How amazing and well, magical this is. 

So to acciobiatch, EileenAyala3, newmoon200, tsunami55055,  a special thanks for pulling me out of the dumps. 

And to all my other lovely readers, happy 2019!

Yall are part of who I am today and yall also made my 2019 a great one! I can't even begin to describe how much this means to me...

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