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Chapter 1: The Taking...
Pairing: Overhaul x Fem!Reader
Characters: Overhaul, Kurono
Warnings: kidnapping
Summary: Intro to a smut story for Overhaul, providing background to how you became significant to him. The tag to follow for this story will be 'kitsune x overhaul smut.
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5 years...
It’s been 5 years since you discovered you have a supernatural ability in your hometown of Musutafu, Japan. A city where you are surrounded by hundreds of thousands of people with extraordinary abilities that are unique to their own. In this universe, these powers were known as…
… Quirks.
Throughout those years, you worked hard to get your Quirk to its full potential, lightly using it on a daily basis to better understand what you're truly capable of. You didn’t quite recognize it at first, but your earliest recollection of developing your Quirk was masked by your survival instincts that kicked in due to a robbery at a Convenience store you had passed through. Before the crime had happened, you had a subtle low pitch ringing in your ears, and hummed right up to the point a ragged man walked in through the front doors. You thought nothing of it at first, until the man had the clerk at gunpoint.
After this moment, you began to notice a consistency between the conveniently timed low pitched ringing, and any sort of danger near you, and took heed of its warning. As the year progressed, so did your Quirk. Later into that same year, you were startled to hear voices within your head, only to realize that these voices weren't from some sort of split-personality, but were from the people around you; A new development in your Quirk that was allowing you to hear the thoughts of those around you, without the consent of the people near you.
In the following year, you practiced your Quirk day by day, gradually expanding the reach of your psychic ability. With enough focus, you soon found that you could also see into people’s memories and even watch their dreams, potentially exposing their deepest, darkest secrets. And only after a short amount of time, you then enhanced your Quirk to the point that you could alter a person’s memories, making them believe whatever you would have wanted them too.
And soon, you were able to give your Quirk its very own name:
Mind Invasion.
Seeing how your Quirk had developed throughout the years, you knew it would be dangerous to register it with the government, taking into consideration the rise of crime and rumors of the infamous All for One returning. With this in mind, you decided it would keep you safer to be listed as “Quirkless” in the records, and prevent any harm to yourself.
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~~Present Day~~
On a random weekday just after midnight, you waited until the latest hour to explore the half asleep city to practice more mind reading and memory alteration. The emptying streets made it easier for you to focus on your Quirk with little distractions. However, tonight was a special night, and the perfect opportunity to truly test your abilities in action. Rumor had it that an old underground gang has resurfaced, and their new leader has been spotted in a local area trying to recruit more members.
Their gang was called the Shei Hassaikai, a new image of the Yakuza, and every low-level thug and small-time criminal would kill to be recruited by the legendary gang. Reports had flooded in that they had been gathering near the wet markets just downtown, making deals in the back alleys out of sight. And with big names such as theirs, you had a feeling that it would become popular with some interesting characters in the streets. This made it sound like the perfect place to see how far you could take your Quirk, but you knew you had to be careful and blend in with the local crowd.
Once the time felt right, you made your way towards the more crowded sections of the market, hoping to catch any sort of action. As you got deeper into the stalls and stands, you could feel the soft hum of a low pitched sound coming to ring in your ears. Trying to determine the location that you're being warned of, you could hear the low ringing become more intense as you came closer to an ally in between two stalls.
As you followed your instinct, you navigated the complex pathways behind the buildings until you came up to a dark and narrow alleyway, with the soft glow of a street light shining just around the corner. Just as you tread in the dark, you carefully approach the edge of the building, hugging your back against the wall, trying to get a good peak around the corner without being noticed. You could see a small space that led to a dead end, and three figures in total: Two thugs, and one regular man.
Thug 1: “Looks like you were short on your payment last week. And the boss ain’t too happy with the lousy amount you send us. Tell me…Where’s the rest of it?”
Victim, stuttering: “B-business has been t-tough.. I.. I don’t have the r-rest of it-”
*PUNCH*
*Thug 2 lands a heavy blow to the man, causing him to cough heavily*
I wonder… as you thought to yourself.
You tried to focus on the first thug that was doing most of the talking, and wanted to try to alter his memory of the incomplete payment, but the angle you were at and the rush from your heart beat made it difficult to concentrate. And the only thought left was to try and get a better view of him, and to get closer. You browsed your surroundings for a better location, but there was no other option than to peer around the corner. While you were trying to get a better view, your hand slipped from the edge of the wall as you leaned in a bit too far and you stumbled into plain sight of the thugs, catching their attention.
I’m screwed…
“HEY!”
“What are you doin’ sneakin’ ‘round here?!”
With the thugs’ attention on you, the victim saw his window of opportunity to make a run for it.
“H-Hey! You get-....”
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“DAMMIT!”
The first thug threw his hands in a fit before turning to you with a malicious glare. You could feel the low hum in your ear growing louder as the seconds passed. “I’m gonna kill you for interfering with us…” he growled. As you barely had a chance to react, his partner lunged right at you with his arm cocked back ready to swing. You ducked as fast as you could, feeling the force of air from his swing graze the top of your head before his fist landed into the brick wall. The contact from his powerful blow echoed on the walls, as a cloud of dust exploded from the inflicted area.
With the cover of the dust from the impact, you used it to escape from the dead end and maneuvered through the complex pathways of the back alleys. You knew that your only chance of safety was to make your way to a public area, and to the nearest precinct for local law enforcement, but you didn’t pay attention to which direction you originally came from. Your heart was racing, and each dim light you passed under made it difficult to make out the objects in front of you, and their light shined a little less with each step.
As you descended further into darkness, you could feel the presence of the two thugs disappear from behind, but the low ringing sound still resonated in your ears. Although no one was in sight, you didn’t slow down as you felt uncertain of your own senses. So you took a brief glance behind you, only to see the pitch black alley. Even though no one was in sight, you still had to dodge obstacles ahead, so you turned to look forward and
*SLAM*
With the momentum of your body bouncing off whatever you ran into, you landed heavily on the ground with a growing ache on your forehead from the impact. While you gathered yourself, you firmly gasped your head in an effort to comfort the pain; Your hands and rear throbbed from the landing. But before you could collect yourself, you became overwhelmed with an intense sensation through your body. The weight of the air around you grew heavy as your body was held down from a tingling sense.
You sat there, frozen with fear, hesitant to look up at the persons in front of you. As your eyes made their way up, you could see a man at your feet, dressed in a long white cloak, hooded, and covering almost all of his body. Peeking out from his hood was a burgundy plague doctor’s mask lined with gold stitching, and silver hair tipped with pointed arrows. But behind him were two sinister gold eyes, glowing in the darkness. As your eyes locked with them, you could feel your breath escaping your lips, taken by the fear they put into your body.
A faulty street light flickered from behind, until it finally stayed lit, casting a soft glow over his figure. It made it difficult to make out specific details of his appearance, however, he slowly walked in your direction, giving you a better view. A green bomber jacked with purple fur lining the collar rested on his shoulders. And underneath wore a black dress shirt and pants, with a clean white tie. As he walked closer to you, you could see the street light reflect off the gold plating of his own plague doctor’s mask. Although it was burgundy like the other, it only covered the lower half of his face, allowing you full view of his glistening gold eyes. His short, feathered brown hair was exposed, and three gold stud earrings for each lobe.
It’s… Him…
The rumored leader of the Shei Hassaikai…
…Overhaul…
You sat there paralyzed. A numbness creeping throughout your body as your eyes filled with fear. You knew that there would be danger coming to a place like this, but never did you think you would actually come into contact with a Yakuza.
“Y’know…” grunted his henchman, “It’s rude to bump into someone and not apologize…”
Although you heard his voice, you didn’t have the strength to respond under the immense pressure of his sinister presence. As you stared at him longer though, you could feel his narrow eyes giving off a seemingly… soft look. They were mesmerizing, and the longer you looked, the easier it was for him to lure you in. Lost in his golden eyes, you accidentally activated your Quirk and could hear his deep voice echo in your head.
Why is she staring at me?...
I hate when people stare…
Your facial expression changed instantly once you realized what you were doing, and you turned your head to avoid his glance, as if you were a dog that had just been scolded. But Overhaul noticed your reaction, and became interested in your behavior as he looked down on you.
“You could hear what I was thinking… couldn’t you” he asked.
As you snapped your head back in his direction, your eyes met with his a second time, still barely able to let any words slip past your lips. Shit.. You knew that the situation was already bad, but having him of all people know what your quirk is would prove dangerous. It would be best to wait and see how to play it out… but you couldn’t wait long. Annoyed with how long he’s had to wait, he walks right up to your feet before crouching down to eye level with you, never breaking eye contact.
“Did you hear what I said?”
Your body began to temple in fear, as you struggled to make out any words. “I.. I’m sorry”, you stuttered, “I didn’t mean too..” Overhaul’s expression never changed, but you could sense a shift in the air. Although Overhaul was showing his interest in you, his henchman from behind seemed a bit stand-offish.
So you can hear my thoughts… Overhaul’s voice said in your head.
Interesting…
You could prove useful to me then…
Shit..
He knows..
Out of nervous behavior, you took a gulp as you sat there helpless. As your eyes broke contact, Overhaul stood up and slowly tread around you, observing every inch of you. As you stared off into the alley in front of you, you could see his henchman growing uneasy, removing his hands from his pockets.
“Tell me,” said Overhaul, “what else can your quirk do?”
You still sat there speechless, trying to think of what to do, or even say.
Do I tell him everything, and pray I stay alive?
Should I be crazy and try to alter his memory real quick?
Or do I keep quiet and hope he just leaves me be?
As Overhaul continued to circle you, he came to a stop in front of you again, and you could still feel his golden eyes piercing through you. Gracefully, you looked back up at him, doe eyed and all, admiring his appearance. For a big-time baddy, his figure and composure was sure alluring.
Growing impatient with your response yet again, Overhaul reached his hand out to you, and his gloved fingers gently, but firmly, grasped your jaw, softly squeezing your cheeks to assert his dominance.
Don’t make me kill you…
As you heard his voice in your head again. You could feel him gently pull your head to him, allowing your neck to slightly stretch as your eyes locked with his again. You were hesitant to answer him, since you weren’t entirely sure what his true intentions were. But you heard his voice in your head once more.
I asked you ‘what else can your Quirk do’...
His eyes were so persuasive, and you weren’t sure of what would happen. But you realized the low hum from earlier had disappeared.
Am I safe now? How?
Either way, it would be smart for now to explain, and at least see how things play out. He may let you live after all… He released his grip from your jaw to allow you to speak freely…
“I… I call it Mind Invasion…” you said softly, keeping eye contact with him as he stared back down at you. “I can hear a person’s thoughts without their consent… no matter how much they try, I can always hear or see what they’re feeling…” Overhaul seemed intrigued, and wanting more than what you were giving him. He knew there was more to it based on your body language, and he wasn’t going to let you keep it from him.
Keep going… he asked in your head.
“If I have a target, and can focus on them enough, I can see into that person’s memories if I wanted to… and learn everything I want to without them knowing.” Once you finished, his hooded henchman scoffed in disbelief. “Enough Kurono,” said Overhaul, as he looked back at him. “Let her prove it.” His golden eyes looked back to lock onto yours again, eager to see what you present before him. He signaled for his henchman, Kurono, to come closer to you.
“I want you to show me what you see from his memories,” gestured Overhaul, “And then we can decide if you’re worth keeping alive or not.”
You looked up at Kurono, searching for his eyes through the glass covers on his face. As you took a deep breath, you delved into the pool of memories circling inside his head. As you locked onto one, you began to describe the scene that played out before you. “I see… a balcony,” you said. “And it’s overlooking a part of the city at night.” Kurono looked to Overhaul in a cautious manner, reminiscing in the most re-lived memory in his head.
“I can see you [Overhaul] with a black face mask and a black dress shirt with the top buttons undone, and you leaning on the railing with your arms, and your fingers intertwined.” Overhaul continued to stare at you, with his brows slightly raised. What else? You could hear him say in your head. “He [Kurono] stands behind you, watching you [Overhaul] hang your head in frustration… you two are talking about how ‘the old man doesn’t understand something’...”
As you finished, you could see Overhaul nodding his head to Kurono before turning away to walk into the shadows again. “That’s enough for now.” Overhaul said, sounding pleased with what he’s learned. “ I think you’ll be of great use to us… Kurono.” As Overhaul disappeared, Kurono lowered his hood to reveal his silver arrow-tipped hair with short and long pieces.
Naturally, you raised your arm up to try and defend yourself from what would happen next, but instead gave him the upper hand. A short piece of his hair stretched out towards you, piercing your arm. As you stared at him, your body became heavy, and your movements slowed down tremendously. What.. is this? You tried your best to move away from him, but your limbs moved at the speed of a snail.
Watching you struggle, Kurono made his way just to the side of you with his arm raised to strike. “Sorry for this,” he said. “I’ll try to be gentle.” As soon as those words left his lips, he swung the narrow edge of his hand to the back of your neck, knocking you out. Even though it was slow, you could feel his arms embrace your limp body, as he carried you into the darkness.
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