Chapter 1

Thoughts 'hello'

Talking "hello"

Sorry if Hitoshi seems ooc (he will be) he is an adult in my story and is different from his teenage self in some ways.

Third POV

Hitoshi's day had been going absolutely fantastic. He absolutely loves getting kidnapped, he can 100% recommend it.

Flashback sorta

He just wanted to get coffee to at least look more alive than he felt. Not that he ever looks alive, but a guy can hope. He was wearing his hero outfit underneath a hoodie and sweatpants, his tape and mask were in the backpack he had slung over his shoulder. His hair was hidden under a cap and his hoodie. He may be an underground hero but he has a fanbase mainly made up of others with 'villainous' quirks. He wants to avoid recognition, he really just wanted a nice quiet morning, but of course something had to ruin it. A small gang of villains were causing a ruckus and running in his direction. He really didn't want to get involved; he wasn't working just yet. The hero chasing the gang was a new hero who just debuted last week. Hitoshi sighed. He was about to open his mouth to speak when a small looking villain ran into him, 'I'm really out of it this morning if I didn't notice this kid approaching.' He thought. The little villain must have recognized him or something because he was promptly tackled and had an apple shoved in his mouth. Hitoshi struggled to get the little villain off him 'why is he so damn heavy?!' He screamed in his mind.

The rest of the villain gang caught up with the kid a moment later. "What's this you got here lil guy?" A blonde guy questioned.

"Brainwash." The little villain stated.

Hitoshi's mind was spinning. Is this where he dies? Lying pinned under a small villain on the sidewalk at 7 in the morning? Where'd that new hero go anyway. He craned his neck to look around and spotted the hero unconscious around 20 meters away.

"Let's take him with us."

The kid pinning him nodded his head and promptly punched him.

The next time Hitoshi woke he was tied to a chair and muzzled. Hitoshi didn't try to escape the bonds, as far as he was concerned he was already dead.

"Little hero's awake, is he?" The blonde villain from earlier asked.

"So Brainwash, would you like to know why you're here? I can assure you this was definitely not random." A tall man said. Hitoshi didn't react.

The man continued, "We're a cult you see, and our dark lord has demanded a sacrifice, specifically a purple haired brainwasher such as yourself."

'I'm definitely going to die.' Hitoshi thought.

"Alright boys, start the ritual, Brainwash here is just dying to be sacrificed. Ha! See what I did there? Dying, you know 'cause he's going to die?"

"We got it, boss."

Timeskip~ brought to you by Hisoka who's gonna get a new fruit soon~

"Bring Brainwash over here and chain him to the floor." The supposed 'boss' said.

Hitoshi was starting to think that being sacrificed to some evil being is definitely not a good way to die and was letting out muffled yells and was struggling against his captors. "None of that now Brainwash." The boss said putting a hand under Hitoshi's chin. "You're gonna be a good little sacrifice you hear? Don't struggle, it will only make the experience worse."

'What is wrong with these people?!'

Hitoshi ended up chained to the floor in the middle of a bunch of symbols. The cult started chanting around him and the symbols lit up in flames. Hitoshi let out a muffled scream as he turned into ashes.

End flashback

Hitoshi woke up to find his head in someone's lap while that person's hand was brushing through his hair.

'Aren't I supposed to be dead?' He thought.

"Oh~."

Hitoshi bolted upright and scrambled away from the man. He opened his mouth to see something only to realize he couldn't.

Hitoshi POV

Why am I even alive? Why am I still wearing this god forsaken muzzle?!

I lifted my hands to my face in an attempt to take it off.

"Ah, I wouldn't do that if I were you~." The person in front of me said, grabbing my hands. "The name's Hisoka darling~" I blankly stared at the man- Hisoka apparently. How am I supposed to say anything with this thing on my face?

"Do tell why you appeared in a blazing inferno all tied up~."

I stared at Hisoka again trying to communicate with my eyes. I cannot answer you unless you let go of my hands and remove the muzzle!

"Hmm~ It seems I do need to remove the muzzle, but I also assume there is a reason you're wearing one~."

Hisoka let go of my hands and broke the lock on the muzzle with brute force removing it from my face. "Thanks," I whispered.

"Of course darling~."

I immediately used my quirk on Hisoka successfully brainwashing him. "Tell me where I am." I said, beginning an interrogation.

"In a forest." He responded.

Wow. Isn't that just so helpful.

"Continent?" I continued.

"The Azian continent."

'What the hell.' I thought. 'Damn, might as well.'

"Planet?" I asked because why not?

"Blue planet."

'huh.'

"Do people here have quirks?"

"I don't know what you mean."

"Is there some kind of power one can obtain?"

"Yes."

"What's it called?"

"Nen."

"Explain it to me."

Timeskip~ to after the nen explanation

"Your nen type?"

"Transmuter."

Abilities?"

Timeskip~ until after Hisoka explains his powers

"Full name?"

"Hisoka Morrow."

"Age?"

"28."

That's enough information for now I suppose. I seem to be in another dimension, curious. I released Hisoka from my control and looked around.

"What did you just do~?" Hisoka asked, his bloodlust spiking. "What do you mean?" I asked unfazed. "Around an hour has passed in the blink of an eye, I will not ask again, kitten. What. Did. You. Do."

"Why do you think I had anything to do with it?" I asked, trying my best to control my quirk.

"Your eyes~." I watched his face go a little blank, my quirk was still affecting him a little. Hisoka jumped towards me and pinned me under him. He trapped my arms above my head and whispered in my ear, "Little kitten, it's within your best interest to answer my question~." I contemplated what to do, I can't necessarily lie about my ability, I could just completely brainwash him again but where would I even go. Might as well be honest, "I can brainwash people." I stated. "Oh~ Well isn't that interesting, it's voice activated I assume, that's why you were muzzled by whomever owned you last~."

"Owned? No. I was kidnapped then thrown into an inferno, I don't belong to anyone." I said, what is wrong with this man? He's worse than the cult.

"Well~ little kitten you have an owner now~. We can go shopping to get you a new muzzle later if you would like~."

What. The. Fuck.

I was about to control him again to escape (should've done this as soon as this psycho clown pinned me) but he must have noticed as he knocked me out right before I could.

When I woke up again I was lying on a bed. I slowly sat up, confused.

"Good morning little kitten~."

OH HELL NAH

"Sleep well~?"

I brought my hand up to my face to feel a muzzle. Hisoka walked over and sat on the bed. I stared at him blankly. Is this my life now? He pulled me into his chest while I was lost in thought and whispered, "Do you like it little kitten~?" Did he just ask if I liked the muzzle? Is this clown okay? No wait, nevermind he's definitely not. I tried to pull away from his possessive embrace with no luck. "It will have to stay on until I'm sure you won't be able to control me~ I can't have my little pet escaping now can I~?"

It would have been better if I had just stayed dead.

Thoughts?