Strings (BNHA x OC)

51 || Surprise

"She can hold her breath for a while, she'll breathe in the drug soon." Dabi assured them, leaving out the part that he didn't have my nose covered.

"Ya'know what? Just let her go. I want to see if she puts up a fight." The man with the deep voice spoke.

"Give me what I came for first." Dabi demanded.

"Fine." Something was handed over between the two and Dabi briefly let go of my mouth to take it.

"Well, here, good luck." Dabi let go of me completely and took my hood off my face, allowing me to see again and revealing who I really was... not Fuyumi.

I looked around, aside from me and Dabi, there were five other people in the alleyway.

"P-Puppet Master..!" One of the men gasped.

"Yup." I said with a smile.

Dabi and I went back to back, each of us taking one side. Three of the men were on my side meaning Dabi was facing the last two.

"Leave the one in the green vest alive, we're killing the others." Dabi said to me.

On my side I noticed the one man that had on a green vest and made a mental note to not kill him.

One of the men's skin started to change colors, but I didn't give any of them a chance to use their quirks. In an instant I had strings from my fingers and sliced through two of the three men, cutting through their solid flesh and bone. Their corpses dropped to the ground and a soul came from each of them. I left the one in the green vest alive like Dabi said to.

I felt heat behind me and heard Dabi fire off his blue flames at the two men he was facing. I heard the two men scream, then a few moments later only the crackle of flames was audible.

The man in the green vest started to back away from me. Unlucky for him he tripped over his own feet and fell backwards onto the ground rather pathetically.

Dabi walked up beside me.

"So why'd you want him alive?" I asked.

"This is why." Dabi walked over and held out a small, tin box to the man, the box had a 4-digit combination lock on it, "Open it." He demanded.

I noticed the man quivering as she took the box from Dabi's hand. He put the combination in and opened the box.

Dabi grabbed the box back and inspected whatever was inside, I couldn't see.

"What's in the box?" I asked.

"Something the boss wants." He responded plainly.

"Kill him, we got what we needed." Dabi instructed gesturing to the man. I wasn't too fond of him ordering me around, but I still followed his orders.

"Wait! Wait!" The man pleaded putting his hands up in front of him in futile defense, "I did what you asked! Let me live! Please!"

I looked at him with an unamused expression. In the past a lot of people have pleaded with me to let them live, and I listened to them a total of zero times.

I quickly used a string to slice him in half along his chest. His soul rose from his corpse a moment later.

I grabbed his soul along with the two others that I hadn't collected previously.

I looked down at my coat, it had some blood on it, I decided to be rid of it. I took off my coat and threw it down over the corpse that had been the man with the green vest.

I took in a breath, the alleyway now smelled like smoke, blood and death.

I turned and faced Dabi. Without warning, I wrapped my strings around his torso. He let out a surprised grunt as I manipulated the strings to hoist him up so he was suspended in the air.

"You owe me." I stated bluntly, looking up at him.

"Sure, now put me down." He requested dully.

I obliged and placed him back down onto the ground and released him.

"You know, I'm surprised you're not biting my head off." I said.

"About what?" He asked.

"My name. You're not grilling me about more information." I answered back.

"I thought it would be the reverse." He said truthfully, "I thought you'd be trying to get my name."

I shrugged, "Well if you're willing to tell then I'm not complaining."

"No." He stated plainly.

I sighed, "Then I'm leaving, have fun with whatever you're doing."

Dabi responded to me with an uninterested hum, letting me know he really didn't care. I rolled my eyes and walked out of the alley, going back on my walk as if nothing had ever occurred.