AN:

I've went ahead and given the reader a quirk and a backstory as it helps the story make sense. The quirk was inspired by various marvel characters like Mantis from Guardians and Luna Maximoff who have sensory abilities. I haven't thought of a name for the quirk but essentially the reader has the ability to alter, feel, and see the energies/aura of people. If used in excess or she consumes too much energy, it can throw off her equilibrium of her own energy or chakra and can lead to sensory overload. I also drew inspiration from Christopher Nolan's Catwoman/Selina Kyle, so the reader is a cat thief. If you need any clarification just let me know.

Enjoy!

Chapter 1: The Final Target

A sweat drop trickled down [Y/N]'s brow. She was cracking a vault to collect a confidential file for some big shot millionaire who hired her. [Y/N] could care less about what was inside as money was her only air shifted signalling her to hurry, and based on the shift in energy she had two minutes to open the vault and copy the contents within. The vault dinged open and nothing. It was empty. She was sure the file was placed in here. She spent weeks plotting as a maid, double and triple checked the layout of the house for certainty. [Y/N] radioed her partner as she tapped her hand within the different sections of the safe for secret spots.

"It's not here," her voice laced with worry.

"What do you mean it's not there?" the other replied.

A voice from spoke up interrupting her reply. "Is this what you're looking for?"

She turned to see a man lift the document that should have been in the safe.

'Shit.'

"I'm finding the best exit for you, gimme a sec," her earpiece spoke.

The atmosphere felt thick and heavy, signalling an incoming ambush.

"Just turn yourself in," he suggested.

"And if I don't?" she countered.

She threw a blade at his direction, cutting off his reply by pinning the documents to the wall. With him distracted she slid under his legs and kicked him to the ground. Hurrying over to the pinned documents she quickly scanned them to her phone. The last paper was scanning when the phone smacked to the ground and her assailant grabbed a handful of hair to pull her back. She twist her body to jab him in the face and kicked him in the gut causing his balance to waver. She took the opportunity to exit the room and ran into the hall.

"Did you get the scans?" [Y/N] asked while running.

"Yea and I found an exit. It's at the southeast wing on the middle floor," her partner replied.

Thankful she memorized the floorplan of the mansion she knew of the fastest route. As she ran she felt four bodies charging toward her. [Y/N] dropped a flash bomb, knocking them out simultaneously and made her way to the destined exit. Peeling the window open she jumped and instantly felt a spike in energy as she landed. A blinding beam of light filled her vision.

"Put your hands up where we can see them," a microphoned voice announced.

[Y/N] obliged turning herself slowly, the voice in her ear telling her they weren't seen on the sonar finder. 'They probably have a cloak.'

[Y/N] surrendered because she knew this wasn't a battle she'd win. It felt as if four walls were closing in on her as five officers approached her with a suffocating like energy.

"You are under arrest," the officer said while handcuffing her.

"No shit. My charge?" she spat as he walked her toward the cop car.

"Cut the bullshit you know why." He pushed her in and drove off to the police station.

Fingerprint, check. Mugshot, check. Detained in a holding cell, triple check. [Y/N] was all too familiar with the station than she cared to admit. Proof? She was cracking jokes with some inmates like they were long time neighbours.

They forced [Y/N] to take off her catsuit because of the weapons integrated into it. So she sat in her underwear and a borrowed shirt, and waited. But for who. Her partner wasn't an option. If any of them were caught on an assignment the other was to lay low and destroy any incriminating evidence. Half an hour passed and [Y/N] still sat mulling over her options of who to call until an officer called her. They told her of her release with no filed charges. Confused, she stood up and followed the officer who passed back her items and escorted her to the exit.

An old man greeted her at the entrance as she slipped back into her suit. He was slender and had flecks of grey sprouting from his auburn locks.

"Please follow me," he requested.

She followed him to a black hummer with tinted windows and opened the back door for her to enter. The old man started the engine and she noticed the head rest facing her held a TV monitor displaying a shadowed figure.

"Good Evening [Y/N], I've been expecting you." [Y/N] looked at the silhouette puzzled as a chill ran up her spin. "The assignment was executed without any hindrance, passing my expectations. Good work." He amplified her confusion. Wondering why he was praising her assignment, unless—

"It was a setup…" He hummed in agreement. "What the hell are you playing at?" she challenged.

A boisterous laugh echoed along the walls of the car, rattling her core. 'Who the hell was this man?' His laugh subsided and the sadistic glint in his eyes gleamed through the screen. [Y/N] shivered.

"I can give you what you want," he claimed.

[Y/N] quirked a brow, "and what's that?"

"A way out."

[Y/N] arrived at her apartment 10 minutes after her conversation with the unknown man. As she exited the driver gave her a business card, reminding her to respond within the week. She him gave her thanks and entered her apartment, dragging her feet to bed to call her partner and best friend, Hatsume Yui. The phone barely rang and heard a frantic Yui bombarding her with questions.

"Are you ok?, did they injure you?, did you post bail?" she asked without catching a breath.

"Slow down. I'm fine and back home in one piece," [Y/N] chuckled.

Yui relieved a sigh and asked of her release from jail. [Y/N] explained the whole experience.

"A way out?" she questioned. Her voice barely above a whisper.

He grunted. "I know who you are and about your past. Your real name is [L/N] [F/N], but frequently use the alias, Matsuo Shiori. Witnessed your parents death at the age of 10. In and out of foster homes. Committed petty crimes, mostly theft. Graduated high school, surprisingly. And is now in deep with the police."

"That's cool. What do you want from me?" [Y/N] demanded. Annoyance seeped through her voice.

"Your services. You have a valuable quirk that would be of most use to my needs. Your other skills being an added bonus."

"My job?"

"Will be told once I have your 100% guarantee of your cooperation. I'll give you some time to think this over. You have a week," finality in his response.

"And if I reject your offer?" she challenged.

"Then you better thoroughly check who your clients are because this is the only time you'll be set free."

Hatsume stayed quiet, processing the information [Y/N] told her. All [Y/N] ever wanted was her freedom. Her upbringing was hell which thrown her into a life of crime and high risk survival, and what he was offering was unreal. How would he give her this fresh start. A chance at a new life. A way out. [Y/N]'s past and current lifestyle shackled her dreams and aspirations. It was a miracle that she wasn't charged. She couldn't afford to have her record pile up because karma was waiting to swallow her up whole and spit her back into the system. And that was NOT an option.

"Hello? Earth to [Y/N]." Yui broke her reverie. "What's on your mind?"

"I don't know if I can trust him," her voice empty.

"Sleep on it. You have a week."

They hung up leaving [Y/N] to her thoughts.

'Is it worth it?'

A couple days passed since her arrest and [Y/N] hasn't given an answer. The other happenings in her life kept her busy, so she didn't forget. She worked part time at a cafe and still took assignments from various underworld clients. A girl's gotta eat, and tonight she received an emergency assignment from a mob boss to 'deal' with some men who stole his ring.

She tapped her foot while glancing at her phone every few seconds to look at the location of the GPS embedded ring. The assignment was called 20 minutes ago and based on the GPS the culprits shouldn't be far. However, they were taking a while to come. She hated wasting time and what were her targets doing? Wasting her time. She tapped her phone and called Yui.

"They're not here," her voice flat.

"We have all night," Yui chuckled.

[Y/N] sighed and hung up. Leaning against a dingy tiled building, she filed her nails. 'I need to get them done.' Checking her phone one last time, she pushed herself toward the alley to take the edge off her restlessness. She extended the range of her quirk as she took steps into the alley. Each step drowning the murmurs of the bustling city. Walk. File. Walk. File. It was a mundane routine that kept her at bay as she waited for her targets arrival.

In an instant, she felt the presence of the three hostile targets, a block away from her. "And I promised no fights today," [Y/N] sighed.

Her movements were cat like. Each step was languid and quiet, as she directed herself towards an intersecting alleyway. She felt one target five feet to her right.

"Hey girly," target one sneered.

[Y/N] ignored and kept her head faced forward. Continuing her slow pace.

"I was calling you!" he yelled.

"Momma told me not to talk to strangers, " [Y/N] eyed him with apprehension.

"We won't be strangers for long Miss," a wave of lust filled the air.

[Y/N] cringed at his insinuation. 'Gross' she thought, as she sensed the other two at her back.

"Please," her voice trembled.

"We're not gonna hurt ya, just here for some fun." A wicked smirk spread along his face as all three men stalked closer to her.

[Y/N]'s demeanor changed as she straightened her posture. "Oh?" she raised a brow calculating her first move. They were a foot away when she closed the gap between the man in front. "Then let's play by my rules, shall we?"

She placed each hand on target one's shoulder and lifted herself so her legs wrapped around his neck, twisting him to the ground. [Y/N] somersaulted into a low crouch waiting for the next attack.

Target two used his rubber quirk by stretching his arm to capture her. She dodged and grabbed the retreating arm, clothes-lining him into the ground. [Y/N] back flipped and shared fists with the last target. Her elbow jabbed his chin, knocking him off balance and grabbed his head yelling, "SLEEP."

He dropped to the floor and she felt the other two stir. She kicked one from behind to the ground, ejecting the blade in her heel through his flesh and into the pavement. She was too slow to attack the last target and found herself pushed against the tiled building. Both arms pressed into her back.

"Ain't so tough now sweetie," his harsh breath filled her ears.

[Y/N] grit her teeth and felt a dangerous aura saturate the perimeter. She choked croaking out, "no, but he is."

The targets head cracked as her saviour bashed it against the wall. [Y/N] brushed her arm padding off dust.

"I had it under control but thanks," she stated.

"Didn't look like that to me," he drawled tossing the ring up and down.

She noticed his eyes roaming over her body and rolled hers in reply. "I know you're probably undressing me with your eyes but Ima need that ring."

"And if I don't give it?" a lick of playfulness in his dry tone.

[Y/N] felt her patience thinning. She didn't have time for another mans games. His back hit the wall as she lifted her boot to his neck, the cold metal of the blade in her heel barely kissing his flesh. Her mouth opened—

RING. RING. RING.

[Y/N] lifted her wrist to reveal the caller.

Yui is Calling.

"Sorry I have to get this."

She kept him pinned with her foot near his neck and answered the call. He heard a bunch of annoyed 'yes moms', 'of course mom', and four 'bye mom's,' from her conversation. Amused by her actions and intrigued by her flexibility, he kept his eyes trained on her. She hung up and placed her foot down. "Gonna have to cut this short," she said.

A bored look returned to his face masking the slight disappointment she felt roll off him.

"The ring." [Y/N] held out her hand and he tossed it to her.

Closing the distance she patted his cheek and beamed at him. "See, that wasn't so hard?" she teased and made a swift exit yelling "See ya around."

[Y/N]'s saviour mulled over at what he just experienced. 'Interesting chick.' He turned in the opposite direction stuffing his hand in his pocket, smirking at it being empty.

"I guess you will."

[Y/N] dropped on her bed with her suit still on when she got in. She was exhausted. In the morning she had a seven hour shift at the cafe and then did that emergency assignment. It kept her busy but it wasn't worth overworking herself. The pay was decent at the cafe but the random assignments aided in her keeping her apartment and pursuing other techie endeavors.

The clean slate would stop her from working in the shadows or hiding. Her talents would be for good. Never fearing for her safety.

[Y/N] picked up the card from her night stand and stared at it. With her mind made up she called the number.

"Im in."

A soft wrap on the door forced [Y/N] from the comfort of her bed. She groaned and dragged herself to the door to find a delivery man with a small package in hand.

"[L/N] [F/N]?" He asked.

[Y/N] nodded and signed the package. She deposited the box on the kitchen counter and grabbed a knife to slice it open. Inside she found a manila file, a note, and a flip phone. Flipping the phone open she found that it had one feature embedded into it, the call feature. The only contact listed named, Boss. [Y/N] scoffed. She picked up the note and it read:

Expect a call at 9:30.

She glanced at the clock and soon after the phone rang.

"Hello," she greeted .

"Good Morning. I hope you received the package without a problem."

"So what's my assignment?"

Her unknown employer directed her to open the manila file and read its contents. "I need you to find this man." She opened the folder and looked down at the file to find a familiar face staring at her. "And it'll be last time you're on the run."

'Dabi…'

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