Soulshift | Aizawa x reader

A month old_

"They're the caretakers of the child," a h/c haired man pointed to a man and woman cloaked in black, their faces not visible.

"Shame that our child was born the fourth generation from the previous," a woman with e/c eyes sighed as they both looked into the basket.

"Well, you know the rules," the h/c haired man replied, "she was the first child born 102 years after the previous drop off thus this means that she will be staying here in Musutafu and not travel with the l/c clan."

"Let's give her over before we get too attached," the woman suggested as the two began walking forward.

"This must be y/n, no?" the hooded man asked.

"Yes," the parents nodded.

"Raise her well. We shall return for her on her twentieth birthday as discussed to add her to the families ranks," the h/c haired male said before they passed the basket to the hooded pair and turned, walking away.

"Don't you want to say goodbye?" the hooded female asked.

"No," the e/c eyed woman shook her head, "we don't want to get too attached. Thank you."

The hooded pair nodded to each other and waved the parents off before turning.

"Well, it'll be so much easier to create the perfect villain out of this child then," the hooded male stated as they entered the mansion and threw their cloaks off, "no strings attached to the child virtually makes them nothing. Thus, they're our puppet and they'll never know. The boss would love this kid for his future plans—"

"Now, now," the woman beside the man shot him a scolding look, "we must raise the child the way he would want us to, or we won't succeed in delivering a weapon to him."

"You can say All for One when he's not around, you know?" the man sighed as he watched the woman poke the baby, "he's not a devil."

The woman just stared at him for a moment, rolling her eyes before glancing to the child.

"She has her Mother's eyes and Father's hair," the woman observed as the baby just watched the two, "do you think she knows what happened here?"

"Doubt it," the man shook his head, "she's only a baby. They know nothing. They may as well not have any consciousness until they're able to talk and walk on their own."

"You're right," the woman nodded, "it'd be ridiculous to think that a baby understood what we were saying. Come on, let's go."

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Eight years old_

"Whoa, whoa, whoa—! Tiger!" a h/c haired girl came tumbling out of her bedroom in surprise before jumping when she noticed a snake slithering towards her, "s-s-s-snake!!!"

She leapt to her feet and turned to run when she bumped into something large and soft, backing up her eyes widened when she found a lion sitting proudly in front of her.

"Oh... God..." she just stared at the animals surrounding her.

"Thissss issss our masssster?" the snake hissed, "sssshe'ssss nothing but a child."

"One that fears us," a wolf growled as it started to approach her, "she's weak. I don't serve weak masters."

"They're talking," the girl stared at the animals, "there are hostile animals in my house and they're talking."

"Of course, child," a wise voice spoke up from behind her, she turned to see a dragon in the open space between the ground(/first) floor and second(/third) floor it's head just above the railing.