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A cold moonlit night shrouded what was happening in a dark alleyway. A dark cloaked figure made their way to a small boy. He had purple circles on his head, and he was throwing them at the figure. He was bleeding from his forehead. His eyes widened in fear.
He finally bumped against the end of the alleyway. His voice shaking as he spoke.
"W-what will y-you do to me?" His usual perverted demeanor was quickly changed at the presence of the mysterious figure.
The figure answered with silence. Stopping for a moment to ponder the question, before reaching out a gloved hand. The hand opened, and a small remote like shape was revealed. The remote was quickly expanded into a scythe. The boy's tears ran against his face. His whole body quacking with fear.
The figure crept closer to the boy, whose screams fell upon deaf ears.
"W-who are you!?" The boy screamed, but it faded into a whisper as the figure was towering over him. A small curl of white locks fell from the hood, and a smile was revealed from the darkness of the hood.
The figure lifted the scythe, wielding it with ease. As the blade reached his head, the words that the figure spoke echoed throughout the boy's ears.
"I... am a nightmare."
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The death of Minoru Mineta— or the pro-hero Grape Juice— was quickly spread throughout Japan. It reached several of his former classmates sooner than the public, though. His death party was short lived as they soon learned he was murdered. Although they wouldn't be disturbed had he just been stabbed— no, no, no. He was decapitated. That was not even the extent to his mutilated body. He was also removed of his arms and legs. The extremities were found skinned in a bloody black bag next to the body. He was found by a young child and their mother who were on their usual walk towards the café a few blocks down. They were met with the smell of rotting flesh and the buzz of flies.
This greatly disturbed his former classmates, who were also pro-Heros.
"What the hell!?" The has blond's voice was echoed throughout the plain room that the Pro-Hero's were gathered in.
"Kacchan! Please calm down! There are other people here." A green-haired boy was trying to calm his childhood friend (more like childhood bully) down.
"DON'T F-ING CALL ME THAT, DEKU!" He yelled in response, which made the room's atmosphere dampen a bit more.
"I don't get who would do this...especially in that way. So not manly." The red-head, shark teethed boy said.
"I mean— sure Mineta wasn't the best of us, but he shouldn't have gone out that way." The alien girl said, tears forming in her eyes.
The detective who gave them the news, who was standing next to a girl with a black ponytail, stepped forward. He placed a folder on the table. "I, on behalf of the police department and the government, would like to place you all in charge of the case."
The atmosphere quickly changed from sadness to confusion.
"But why us?" A pair of gloves, belonging to an invisible girl, asked in confusion.
"This is not the first time the killer has struck. They have killed at least 15 hero's. None who have crossed their path have survived." Every Pro-Hero's eyes widened. The detective continued, "It has gotten out of our hands. Now we place it in yours."
Deku raised his hand. In return the detective nodded for him to speak.
"You keep referring to the killer as them and they— may I ask why?" Some of the other hero's shook their heads in agreement.
"The gender of the killer is unknown. We have ruled out no one."
The silence in the room felt like forever before the detective left saying, "Good luck hero's. I have a feeling you'll need it."
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Author's Note:
Ah! Hello again! I would like to say that I'm putting the villain Deku book on hold and I'm rewriting the traitor Ochaco book. The next chapter of this book should be out soon and should be a bit longer than this chapter. I'm not sure if this should be BNHA x Reader or just a novel based around an OC of mine. You— the reader— get to choose! Choose wisely.
Love,
Thegraypotato
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A Twisted Tale - BNHA Fanfiction
FanfictionA cold moonlit night shrouded what was happening in a dark alleyway. A dark cloaked figure made their way to a small boy. He had purple circles on his head, and he was throwing them at the figure. He was bleeding from his forehead. His eyes widened...
