Disclaimer: I don't own mha
Warning: Rated M for dark and sexual themes. Don't read if your a light hearted reader.
I rarely ever think about Lady Nagant or anything past the later half of season five of mha but I guess this seemed like a decent concept to make a story about. She's gonna be ooc though so be aware of that as well.
"I've met your target before."
Nagants ears perked up as her companion in crime mentioned something rather interesting that would likely prove to be quite useful.
"Kid stopped me from enacting my plan. He's got a bad case of hero syndrome."
The assassin looked at the clothes she seemed intent on changing into with a pleased expression across her face.
"Its like this was fated. I knew you might come in handy. I'll bring you along so you can confirm it's the same boy."
Chisaki looked down at the ground with a vacant and distant expression as he recalled something important.
"I've got one condition."
Nagant continued to browse the clothing only semi interested in what the broken man had to say.
"Let me guess. Revenge? So cliche."
"Its not that. Im not looking for revenge. I've lost everything. There's only one thing that's left for me to do, I just want to talk to the old man."
Nagant finally turned towards Chisaki seemingly a little surprised as she didn't expect such a sentiment from him.
"Pops... I'm sorry... I really am."
Chisaki was startled from his sorrow as the purple haired woman tossed him a new set of clothes.
"Here. Even if we're just sticking to the shadows it's unwise to walk around in our prison jumpsuits."
The man looked up at his companion with an uneasy expression and then down at his missing arms and finally back at the outfit.
"Oh... right. Gimme a sec and I'll take of that for you I guess."
Once again Chisaki looked up in confusion and stunned silence as Nagant started to take off her pants.
"You realize there are changing rooms right?"
Nagant only responded by shooting him an annoyed glare but never ceasing as she continued to strip.
"Your no fun, I thought you were supposed to be a sociopath not a prude."
Chisaki rolled his eyes in annoyance while looking away from the assassin.
After finishing up her own apparel change she walked over to the man and grabbed the clothes before kneeling down.
"Must be pretty degrading right? You were an elite among the Hassaikai. One of the strongest organizations to ever make a play for the crown of the underworld... and you were close weren't you? To top it all off you had one of the most amazing quirks anyone could ever covet. Imagine how many people would kill to have that ability."
Chisaki looked away in shame as he seemed to grow noticibly sad after hearing of the past.
Nagant couldn't help but smirk a little as she reached for his pants and started to pull them down past his knees.
"But now look at you. No arms. No means to use that lovely little quirk of yours. Honestly your like a baby, having to be changed by another person... Why you don't even have a thumb to suck on."
The broken man grit his teeth in anger and much to his tormentors surprise he violently kicked her away.
"Shut up you bitch! Don't you think I know that already! I know I failed! I know my ideal world will never come to pass!"
Nagant looked up in satisfaction having finally gotten what she wanted the woman stood up and leaned over Chisaki with a sense of unearned superiority.
Chisaki gasped in fear as the purple haired woman suddenly grabbed him by the face in a surprisingly violent manner.
Having been reminded once again of his weakness all he could do now was close his eyes and hope she wasn't too petty and sadistic.
But his paranoid expectations were never met. The broken man opened his eyes in surprise as he felt the womans warm and gentle lips on his forehead.
"Attaboy! You finally showed some passion. You just proved that you aren't quite as dead inside as you'd like to trick yourself into believing."
The woman kneeled down again and took off his pair of orange before pulling the new pair up towards his waist.
She followed this up by grabbing him by his severed arms and forcing him to take a stand before grabbing a nearby belt.
"I have done extensive research on my target... even going as far as to look into old school reports regarding his behavior and interactions with others. Combine that with what you mentioned earlier and I think I have a pretty good grasp on the personality and mindset of the target I'm after."
Chisaki only stared blankly as the assassin continued to talk about her findings and tightened the belt before standing up and grabbing a shirt. He grunted in displeasure as she aggressively thrust the shirt down on him from over his head.
"You said you weren't interested in revenge... don't you wonder if it might be a little bit satisfying though? He ruined your dreams and was indirectly responsible for the loss of your arms. Can you really say that it wouldn't be the least bit satisfying to repay the favor in full."
The purple woman turned away and grabbed a pair of socks and shoes presumably to complete her companions outfit.
Chisaki shook his head firmly disagreeing with the womans speculations.
"No. I'm completely disinterested in revenge. I told you... I just want to see Pops again."
Closing the distance one last time Nagant grabbed his foot and pulled the sock over it.
She looked back up at the broken man.
"I understand. Your a victim too y'know. You have every right to be angry at the boy... but even if you aren't I still have my own plans for the young hero."
Chisaki seemed slightly surprised as he watched her put the other sock on and of course Nagant picked up on it immediately.
"Oh... you thought I only intended to give him over to All For One? Do you perhaps... want to know what this beautiful sniper has in mind for our delusional and egotistical antagonist?"
After finally getting her comrade ready the woman stood up with a prideful smirk which Chisaki only looked at in confusion.
"I... don't really care. Do as you see fit... I only want to see Pops again."
Nagants grin didn't fade though as she picked the man up and threw him over her shoulder before suddenly dashing out of the abandoned clothing store.
"Not even your stinker of an attitude can ruin this for me. This world is full of things I despise and that boy is the carnation of practically all of it."
With an arrogant grin the sniper activated her air walk quirk and took to the skies while looking down at her phone at their next lead.
"Izuku Midoriya will face a delightful punishment for his willful enforcement of the charade that hero society waves over everyone's head."
A dark and downtrodden vigilante jumped from building to building occasionally using his black whip quirk for an added boost.
"All Might. Do we have any leads on villain activity in this area?"
Below the boy his skinny mentor drove along in his speeding black car looking at the mini monitor that was placed where one would otherwise find a radio.
"Sorry kid. Any evil doers in this area seem to have gone dark. We'll have to broaden our search radius." The blonde informed.
Izuku groaned in annoyance as his mind returned to All for One and Shigaraki and he couldn't help but feel his heart pounding at the thought of what they could do while he's endlessly searching for what almost seemed like a ghost at this point.
The boy stopped midair using his float quirk and looked at his gps.
In the following moments he winced as he felt a sharp pain in his leg and looked down only to be met with blood running from his thigh.
"Kid! What's going on?! I heard a gun shot, are you okay Young Midoriya?!"
Izuku couldn't hear everything as another shot was fired and he immediately felt another tinge of agony near his shoulder.
Now on full alert he immediately moved to get out of the line of sight but felt another graze the side of his calf hindering his movement in his last good leg albeit not as badly as the hole in his thigh.
As soon as he could the boy retreated into a building to get out of the snipers view.
Seething in pain and filled with adrenaline he leaned against a wall and looked at the bullet holes in his already malnourished body.
The boy reached for his shoulder and pulled out what looked to be a clump of purple hair packed into a makeshift ammo casing.
Izuku was startled to hear another gun shot ridiculously close to his ear.
"Little boy in green. Don't you go trying to leave that building now. I am your kidnapper and I'm moving in to collect you."
A voice that seemed to be radio transmitted came from within the room. Izuku looked over towards the wall only to see another purple bullet with a small microphone attached to the end of it.
'Kidnapper?! She must've been sent by All for One... In that case... I must subdue her and get the info of his whereabouts.'
Filled with a renewed determination Izuku rose to his feet and stumbled across the room trying to think of a way to counter his foe.
'Forget it kid, you need to retreat like right now! She's shot you in areas specifically designed to hinder your movements in order to make capturing you easier. You need to regroup with the pros and escape.'
Izuku ignored the voices in his head and looked out a window on the other side of the room only to have another bullet shot near his ear.
"Look kid I can't really afford to shoot you again without risking you dying from blood loss, but that doesn't mean I can't cut off your escape routes. You can't go anywhere without me knowing."
The dark vigilante grit his teeth in frustration as he pulled out his phone again to try and contact one of his allies.
"Thanks kid. I was hoping to disable your communications as well."
Anger coursed through the boy as he looked down at the now destroyed phone that had a bullet piercing it right along the corner.
'Look I know how you feel but at this rate she's going to capture you, if All For One steals One For All from you things are going to be far worse than just a short term failure to get a little information out of a hired assassin.'
Midoriya fell to his knees clutching his head in frustration. He could hear the sound of air moving in unnatural ways creating a strange but very noticeable pattern.
'Shes close. Come on think Izuku!'
All Might ran as fast as he could. Distress alight in his fearful heart as he looked at a particularly tall building.
'Young Midoriya's smoke screen quirk. He must be up there.'
The former symbol of peace continued to dash forward undeterred by anything that may come to challenge him.
"Midoriya! Where are you! Shout if you can hear me! I'm coming up!"
The blonde man rushed up the stair cases one by one without hesitation as he feared the worst may come to pass.
As he ascended the many floors a familiar purple fog became increasingly heavier assuring the former pro that he was definitely getting closer.
"Hang in there Young Midoriya! Im almost there! Just bare with me a moment longer!"
As he finally got to the point where the smoke was thickest and most condensed All Might slammed opened the door.
"Midoriya! Midoriya! Where are you kid! Come on answer me!"
All Might frantically looked around and saw nothing in sight. All that existed within the confines of the room where some run down moldy furniture, fresh blood stains, and countless gashes aligning the walls where strands of purple hair could be found at the ends of each and every marking.
"No. I was too late... All hope is lost."
Shocked and in near disbelief the former pro sunk to his knees in despair as tears fell from his eyes.
'Wake up kid! We're in a bit of pickle here!'
Midoriya slowly opened his eyes as he heard the voices in his head talking to him. Feeling very weary and exhausted he grogily raised his head and took his surroundings into account.
One thing stood out to the boy. A very tired looking Kai Chisaki sitting in the corner staring at him like nothing else in the world existed.
The young vigilante could only stare in confusion for awhile but as it eventually became clear that his old enemy seemed to have no intention of saying anything he looked elsewhere throughout the room.
It was dark and quiet. Only the moonlight shining through the window offered even a semblance of illumination. He looked down and noticed he was clad in nothing but a white T shirt and boxers and was strapped to a bed. Moreover bandages aligned his body along all the areas where he was shot in the previous battle with the sniper.
"Relax kid."
Midoriya's eyes shot towards the voice of Chisaki who finally spoke to him.
"Kaina Tsutsumi has not delivered you to her employer... yet. So you may live to fight another day if luck favors you."
A part of the boy sighed in relief as he felt a weight removed from his burdened mind, until his eyes opened with skepticism.
'Why am I believing the psychotic crime boss with a penchant for emotional manipulation and lying?'
Knowing now what he did the boy immediately started to pull on the restraints. With his enhanced strength they surely couldn't hold him down.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you."
Izuku immediately ceased his struggle as he looked at Chisaki with a bewildered expression.
His cold hearted fallen enemy looked at him with an unmoving and immutable poker face.
"We are currently sitting above a hideout of bystanders just trying to stay away from the riots and chaos. Moreover those restraints around your wrists are fitted with a motion retention bomb."
The boy looked up and saw that there was indeed a small green light and several wires accompanied by the shackle around his wrist. He gasped in shock and fear at what he'd just heard and the mere possibility of hearing all those screams of pain and horror filled him with paralyzing dread.
"That's right. If you break out then everyone in this building dies."
Izuku slumped down at a loss resigning himself to his captors will if only until he thought of something or a fortuitous moment presented the right opportunity to escape.
As time went on Chisaki continued to stare at the boy although he paid him no further mind and was just about to shut his eyes. Only until he heard footsteps coming towards the door.
Both Izuku and Chisaki's attention slowly shifted towards the door which creaked open revealing the face he'd only barely seen before. The one responsible for the predicament he was currently in.
Lady Nagant held a tray of food in hand as she stared at the boy with a deadpan expression.
Izuku couldn't help but instinctively feel nervous as his kidnappers cold unmoving gaze fell upon him seemingly sizing him up.
"Impeccable timing kid. I had a feeling you would awake soon but there was a chance this porage was gonna get cold."
The purple haired woman slowly approached the bed, every footstep cracked against the creeky and poorly maintained hardwood floor.
"Lady Nagant... Please tell me whe-"
Immediately trying to ask her what he desperately wanted to know Nagant interrupted by shoving a spoon full of food in his mouth.
"Christ Kid, when I collected you it almost seemed as though the bullet holes weren't the worst threat to your immediate health. You need to start taking better care of yourself."
Izuku simply glared at the woman as she pulled the spoon out of his mouth.
"Stop messing around. I need you to te-"
Once again she shoved another spoon full of porage in the boys mouth effectively silencing him again.
"Nah ah ah. First we're gonna get some food in that stomach. Your damn near just plain old skin and bones."
The boy swallowed the food and looked away in shame as he went teary eyed.
Lady Nagant wasn't having any of it though and pulled his head back in her direction before feeding him another bite.
'Dammit! Why is it... so good.'
Although having mixed feelings about the situation at hand Izuku reluctantly submitted and allowed one of his most dangerous enemies to feed him like some bratty child.
Sometime passed and Nagant gave him the last bite before she set the tray to the side with a content smile.
"Good boy, now wash it down with some water." She condescendingly teased while forcing a glass of water to his lips.
Although seemingly upset and clearly wanting her to stop soon the boy reluctantly humored her if only in hopes that she'd knock it off already.
Chisaki leaned forward and continued to stare now getting very annoyed with his partners shenanigans.
Knowing full well that something was on the mans mind Nagant turned her gaze towards him before he could speak, with an angry scowl she shook her head no while running her thumb across her neck to emphasize her point.
The man simply rolled his eyes in annoyance while slumping back in his chair.
"Would you please tell me where Shigaraki and All For One are already?"
And then Nagant turned her attention towards the boy who'd just asked a cute little question.
"You'd like that wouldn't you? Problem is... I don't know where they are. I was only supposed to drop you off at a mansion."
Izuku's eyes widened in desperation as he quickly grew stressed out again by the ticking time bomb he was going up against.
"No! You have to be lying! You have to know! You just have to!"
Nagant looked deep into the despair filled eyes of the struggling boy beneath her and couldn't help but feel a sense of pity for the boy as she climbed over him and wrapped her arms around his neck.
In an instant she silenced the panicking boy with a gentle kiss.
The boys eyes widened in shock as the older woman pushed her tongue into his mouth. On nothing but instinct the threatened boy activated his abilities as red and green lightning flowed through his body... until he felt a little prick in his neck.
Confusion and fear welled up inside of him as he suddenly felt his ever vivid connection to the previous holders fade into obscurity.
Finally the purple haired woman would eventually release his lips and continue to stare into his eyes. Rather hauntingly her gaze seemed to resonate with the feeling of her kiss.
Gentle and loving but with something sinister hidden beneath that compassion.
"Tell me Izuku. Are these the eyes of a liar?"
The boy looked deep into his captors eyes trying to discern whether or not she was sincere. After some time he eventually shook his head in shame.
Nagant seemed pleased with the response as she pulled away from the boy and hovered over his subdued form with a look of superiority.
"So tell me boy. Do you recognize this?"
Izuku looked back up at the woman and his eyes then gravitated towards her hand where he saw a familiar and all too dangerous object. A look of horror slowly formed across his face as he connected the dots with the little prick on his neck that he felt when she was kissing him.
"But how? It... shouldnt be possible... for you to have that."
Nagant only continued to look down at the boy with an amused grin as she tossed the bullet to the side.
"My partner Chisaki over there managed to stash away a couple more of his finished product in a nearly untraceable safehouse only hours before you heroes raided his facility."
As Nagant climbed off of the bed leaving the mortified child to his vices Chisaki only stared at the boy a while longer. Complete disinterest in his cold dead eyes at the sight of his greatest enemy losing his quirk to his very own creation.
Nagant stared upon the boy, her smug grin only turning into sadistic glee while her eyes remained as dead inside as they always were. Given her former profession and her thoughts on the matters of heroism no respect was lost as there was none to begin with.
"When a hero is no longer capable of saving someone, he is just another victim. Doomed to watch the horrors of reality unfold as there spirit is widdled down until a broken soul is all that remains."
The purple haired woman turned away from Izuku and gestured for Chisaki to come along. As she let the man leave first the assassin took one last look at the boy before turning away.
"By the way... there was never a bomb strapped to your wrist. You couldve escaped those restraints anytime you wanted when you still had a quirk... How does it feel to know that youve lost everything that made you special all on account of your gullible nature?"
With that final taunt the assassin closed the door leaving her prey alone and proceeding to return to her room while his agonized screams of despair echoed through the hallways.
Two parts. That's what this story is comprised of. Hope everyone enjoyed the first one.