Assassin in a hero world (Assassin male reader X Fem BNHA)

New place

Tp: Its tp for teleport not toalett paper.

Y/N: not my fault it sounds like it.

Tp:Not my fault your head is full of shit.

Y/N:Ouch that's mean.

To:Does it look like I care?

Y/N:Not really.......so why are you?

Tp:We are getting your shit to the new place and you got a job to do so run along.

As she says this my gear is teleported next to me.

Y/N:And I get to know nothing more than that?

To:No

I just give her a blank face and leave.

Time skip

Some time later I get to where I have my mission to do, a hanger at the docks.
I make my way to it and climb up it.
As I look in through the class on the roof I just see a bunch of stuff and a few thugs walking around.

(Y/N):......for real? just a bunch of thugs are you kidding me? did they just want me to not be at the penthouse or not.....

I stop talking to see a thug pushing a cart with a box on it.
The box had the Templar cross on it.

(Y/N): (chuckles) hello there.

I climb through the window and down to the floor of the hanger, I sneak around there and follow the thug.

After some time they stop over by a person tied to a chair.
The thug opens the box and takes out a syringe with a weird liquid in it.

I look around for a good way to stop the thug till I see a guitar standing near a wall, I walk over to it and strum it.

(Y/N): Well let's give them a concert aye ?

I start walking to them and start to sing and play.

As one of the thugs walk over to me, a take the guitar and smash it over there head, knocking them out.

The rest of the thugs charges at me and I simple dodges and stab them till I'm the last one standing.

I walk over the guy and cut of his robes.

(Y/N): So do you know who these people are or why you're here?

Guy: No I don't but I'll have to thank you for saving me they were gonna ejected the syrom into me but it's not ready.

(Y/N): What's even in it ?

Guy: A test, a way of making own quirks and some people wanted me to make it and they had the same mark as one the box.

(Y/N): Right right how about you leave and I'll take care of this.

Guy:With pleasure.
He says and runs of as a wave him goodbye.

"Let's get this and leave" I say to myself as I get the syringes and leave.

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Sorry for being gone and I'll try to continue but no promises.