Strings (BNHA x OC)

19 || Mission

"No." Compress said firmly and we wrapped his arm behind my back and over to my right shoulder protectively.

'Dad mode activated.' I thought.

"Why not? She won't mind." The man retorted.

I narrowed my eyes at him, "Why don't you think before you speak." I snapped.

"I did, Doll." He replied with a smug smirk.

'Oh you're dead.' I held back a smile as a plan popped into my mind.

"She doesn't want you! She has a name." Twice switched between his personality's as he defended me. The tension between the two sides was increasing.

"It's fine, I'll do it." I said as I went to get up. Compress' grip on my shoulder tightened slightly keeping me there. I looked at him and gave him a slight nod, I could see Twice look at me from over Compress' shoulder with a concerned expression.

Compress visibly stiffened before he released my shoulder and I got up. I walked over to the other side of the table approaching the man. I stopped about 3 feet away from him.

"Good choice." The man who answered the door said.

"I wouldn't say that yet." Compress said from behind me, his voice was a bit strained. I could tell he was holding back the urge to run up and grab me back.

I put my right hand behind my back and balled it into a fist but stuck my pinky out, this signal would indicate at least Compress to get ready for action.

The man in front of me reached out to grab my hand but I reacted before he could lay a finger on me.
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Third Person P.O.V.

"Compress!" Puppet yelled as she used her strings to grab and fling the case his way. Mr. Compress jumped up from the couch and caught the case then he compressed it into a marble. All the men got into stances ready to lunge at the League of Villains members.

"Run!" Puppet instructed in the direction of Mr. Compress and Twice. Both of them ran to and out the door while Puppet covered them. After a few moments to make sure they were a bit of ways away from the building, Puppet jumped onto the table in the middle of the room and into the center of the group of men.

"We win." She said with a smile.

Strings came from Puppet's fingers and she spun on her feet, causing the strings to slice quickly and carelessly around the room. The strings she used were razor sharp and cut through anything and everyone in the room besides herself.

—

"You think she's good in there? You think she's dead yet?" Twice asked.

Both Twice and Mr. Compress had stopped running when they were several yards away from the building. They were waiting for Puppet to come out and join them.

"Have some faith, Twice. She'll be fine." Mr. Compress responded.

Loud sounds came from inside the house, a few bloodcurdling screams, some yells, and lots of crashes. Something large thumped against the window at the front of the house, it splattered blood all over the glass. Both Twice and Mr. Compress stood there watching the house for a bit, they both found it entertaining.

Once the house fell silent (which didn't take too long) Mr. Compress and Twice walked back over to the front door. Mr. Compress gripped the handle and opened the door with caution.

The room that was previously decently clean was now a human slaughterhouse. All the furniture in the room was sliced in one way or another including the couch they were sitting on just a few minutes ago. The carpet of the room now had several large crimson red blotches on it accompanied by severed body parts. All the human body parts littered across the room were cut into different shapes and sizes, they seemed to all be random. Puppet was walking around the room collecting souls from the dead corpses that were alive moments before.

"Well that was quick. The transformation of the room is impressive." Twice seemed to compliment Puppet's efficiency.

"Six souls.." Puppet muttered to herself as she grabbed the last soul hovering above the corpse of the man that had originally let them in.

"What was that, my dear?" Mr. Compress asked leaning on the doorframe. He didn't hear what she said.

"I got six souls." Puppet repeated a slight variation of what she said so they could hear.

"Hey, that's not too bad. That's terrible, you should have more."

"Well that's all there was." Puppet said.

"Why don't we exit the scene before anything else unexpected happens." Mr. Compress suggested.

"Yeah, good idea. Let's go." Puppet agreed.

They all walked out of the house and back in the direction of the Leagues hideout.