Chapter 2

Chapter 2

A bright light blinded me when I could finally see again. Mumbles filled the air. Then a dark voice. I knew that voice. All For One. My body moved and fixed itself. It wasn’t really him, but a TV with his terrifying face. Someone threw something at me. The hero uniform. No katanas, but daggers instead. A short man with a long mustache wearing goggles that reflected the world around him. He told me to get changed, and that I had to meet people. How could I just ignore him? He left, and I did what he said. All For One then tuned back in on the TV.

“I have a successor and you need to watch him while I can’t. Protect him. Teach him. Take orders from him. If he sends you on a mission, you will take the mission. If he accepts you, then, welcome to the League of Villains.” The TV screen goes black after he chuckles. My hands fumble with the mask that I pull over my mouth. My eyes dart to a mirror with broken pieces. Without thinking, I hide the scars using Mouse's magic. I can see out of my right eye for once. The effects are simple, I don’t look like me anymore. The second I walk out; I see people standing and waiting around. I remember them.

The memories of the third day of school at U.A. flooded back to me. It hurt. A dark figure waited in a corner. He didn’t talk like the others did. Twice and Toga asked me a million questions. I stayed quiet. Hours passed, and we all stayed in that stupid bar. Everyone else fell asleep, leaving Shigaraki and I alone. The stool was spinning slightly while my lower body moved but my head was resting on the counter. Shigaraki started stacking cards, hoping they would stay up. His hands lightly shaking. A gust of wind left my mouth, and the cards toppled down. He glared at me, making me laugh.

Days. Weeks. Months. I was still there. Somehow, I survived. I had gotten to know everyone. Toga. She becomes someone she loves. Twice. He can’t go anywhere without his face covered, or he feels like he’s splitting apart since he doesn’t know if he is the real him. He never really told me why. Shigaraki is All for One’s successor. I know little about him. Spinner. Stain really inspired him, like Toga and Dabi. Dabi, however, isn’t very sociable; he only comes to the meetings because he must. We get along kind of. We don’t talk but we work well together because we don’t fight.

Shigaraki asked us all to come together one day. Everyone sat around him but not too close. I sat beside Dabi in the shadowy part of the bar. None of them have seen me without the mask and using Mouse’s abilities. I look entirely different and I kind of like it. He explained that there was a mission that he needed the two of us to go on. His eyes met mine. “Kitana. Then, we need someone else.”

My fists became tight. I didn’t ask him ‘why me?’; That’s how I would get killed. Obviously, Toga isn’t coming because she wouldn’t focus if we saw anyone that she became interested in. I instantly took twice out of the mental list I was creating since he would have to show his face. Spinner said no. Shigaraki was pissed off at first but then realized that he wouldn’t have the patience to deal with a week with me.  Dabi was the last one. They ordered me to use my Quirk to alter his appearance while we were on the mission. We couldn’t argue. Within a week, we were already in Shenzhen, China. The hotel we had settled into had one bed but connected to another room which Dabi claimed. My guess was because it had more privacy and there was a bigger bed. I was fine with it. Where my bed was, the window sat far away. I moved the bed closer to the window allowing me to see the beautiful constellations. While I was asleep, both our appearances would go back to their original state, so I told him not to order room service or come over to my side at night.

Our job was to kill a man named Kehori Menzaru. He pissed off Shigaraki, or something like that. The only reason I agreed was because I got to get out of the bar, interact with people, kill someone for fun, and do it however I wanted. We had to attend parties and act like entirely different people. The first night, I had to flirt my way into finding out what our disguises were going to be. Dabi chuckled while I walked over to the tall man in a suit. My hand traced his muscles. Thank God I didn’t look like me because he would’ve killed me.

“Hey, sweetie. Could you tell me who is going to be here at the ball tonight? I need to know if a certain someone will be there.”

I slithered behind him, my hands touching his sides. He stiffened and cleared his throat. Then he handed me the guest list. Looking through it, he slipped his wedding ring off, making me twitch. Once I was back with Dabi, I wiped my mouth and gagged. He repeated what I said in a mocking tone. My elbow dug into his side. The second we returned to the hotel room; we picked out the outfits we would wear each night. Our job is to ensure the people we are impersonating will not arrive. We will simply take their places. The only way for me to alter and achieve someone’s appearance and voice, is to know how that person sounds and looks. This weirded Dabi out. His job was to locate the people and let me know. Then I would record their voices and take a picture of them. After that we would let them know that they have canceled the ball and we could go like them. However, it wasn’t this easy. The man that Dabi became ended up coming to our hotel. Dabi told me not to worry about it. He took care of it.

Three hours I had been sitting in the dark alleyway. I could faintly hear screams in my mind. I knew they weren’t real, but it didn’t stop my memories from making their existence known. Dabi crouched down in front of me, holding a jacket above my head. My eyes met his, and he knew I wasn’t ready for this. He sat beside me and sighed.

“You should know we don’t really have any choice but to do this stupid mission. Shigaraki will kill us if we don’t.” Dabi’s blue eyes made me feel like I was looking into an ocean. I laughed and hugged my knees.

“I know, but I never thought that I would have to wear a stupid dress and dance with strangers!” I groaned as he handed me his phone.

Within ten minutes, we were already walking to the venue and preparing ourselves. I flicked Dabi’s nose and pulled his hair when he told me not to fall in love. We separated to change then met up once again so we could fully disguise ourselves. His white tux made his hair and eyes pop, making my face burn. The tight blue dress that I had to wear was making me want to die. I closed my eyes and waited for the image and voice of the two people to play in my head. Dabi flicked my ear and chuckled. The second I opened my eyes, he looked different. My hands went straight to his collar to fix it.

“Now remember, you need to be nice tonight, or you’ll blow your cover, you ass hat.” After my hand found his cheek with a loud smack, I walked through the giant marble archway. Two men in black suits and dark sunglasses stood like PSIA agents, causing me to hold in laughter. When you are suddenly a thin brunette with green eyes you forget you are attractive. My head turned the second I sat down in the seat that I (Or Mitishi Kuri) claimed. The cold champagne touched my tongue, making me shiver slightly.

A man who was too big for the small suit he was in stood on a small stage and held a glass into the air, toasting the night. I sat at the table for a few hours, waiting for something to happen. But nothing. No matter how long I waited. Until he walked over to me. A man with cherry lips, dark red eyes, gray hair, and a fancy, nice-fitting suit, bowed to me. His lips touched my gloved hand with a smirk. He lifted me from my seat and guided me to the dance floor. One of his hands rested gently on my lower back while he intertwined the other with mine.

Calico Yu. That name was so gentle. The second he said it I blushed a little. Of course, I had to lie about my name but, damn he was fine. His jawline, his arms, his smile, his hair. Everything about him was perfect. I couldn’t get over his laugh. It made me want to just run away in the black heels strapped to my feet. Understandably, he didn’t tell me his Quirk, which is how many people lead these days. He did, however, tell me he was looking for someone special... someone to make his own. Someone to marry. I will not let that be me. That could change the entire plan I have going on. The second he twirled me; I could see the color in his face drain. Dabi (Or Riku Makima) was standing there, glaring at Calico. What in the hell is he doing? The two people who we’re impersonating have never met, and he’s making it seem like we have. Calico nodded to me, then moved onto the next lady that came into view.

“What’s your issue?” I asked him. He followed me when I walked away and scoffed. We stood on a balcony, the wind howling. The orchestra continued to play while the stars blinked. Someone’s hands met my waist and spun me around. Calico was there again, smiling. Before I could say anything, we were already dancing again; Dabi alone in the night.

I pulled my hair out of the tight bun and smashed my head into the fluffy pillow that was calling my name. Dabi, no longer looking like a stranger, stood by the giant lamp in the dark corner.

“Why did you stop him from dancing with me?” I sat up and crossed my arms.

“You were going to get your heart broken and come crying to me when it happens.” Dabi scoffed, followed by a grin.

“Okay. First off, I will never get heartbroken.” I stood and walked over to him. “Second. I’m never, ever, going to cry to you about anything. I won’t ask you to hug me or hold me to comfort me because I can do things by myself because, Dabi, I don’t need you.”

Compared to him, I was pretty short, but I still felt high and mighty. Dabi said nothing. He just stood there and looked at me with disgust. Soon enough, he turned around and headed to the bathroom for a shower. Before he entered, I reminded him of no room service. He ignored me, of course. After he left the bathroom he grinned at me, using his favorite finger to show how much he cared about me. “See if I care if you use that love-deprived idiot as an excuse for a reason to live.” The last thing he said. It got to me.

That night I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t even fall asleep. The stars seemed to mock me. They really have no reason to be so beautiful in the sky. Eventually, I stood and walked around. Dabi was peacefully asleep in his giant bed. For a while, I just stood there and watched him. Something made a small noise in the hallway. I made my way over and looked through the peephole, hoping to see something interesting. Nothing. Just a newspaper. I hate the nights so much.

As I lay in my bed, I realized I need to get sleep, or I’d go even more insane than I already was. The cold blanket gently sat on my shoulders. I wanted to cry. Why? Toya’s face popped into my mind. Then I fell asleep.