《Traitor| Deku x reader》•4•
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The large robot began reaping havoc upon the stadium.
I found an abandoned building on the other side of the arena. The top floor was exposed to the sun. I found a warm peace of flat rock to lay my head on. I sat peacefully on the roof, basking in the sun. My tail swished back and forth. Dispute the occasional clash of metal sounding it was quite nice.
I had nearly fallen asleep when suddenly...a monstrously loud eruption was heard.
The source was that very green-headed boy who had followed me to the exam. He had set off an explosion that sent the massive, 0-pointer, robot tumbling to the ground in pieces.
Not only was the robot crashing down, so was the boy. All I could see was a mess of a silhouette plummeting to the concrete jungle below.
Poor kid. Dying so soon.
He said his name was Midoryia.
I looked up to the score board in search of his name.
How sad. He wasn't going to make it in anyway. Curious. How did a kid, packing so much power, not end up with any points. He did seem pretty incompetent.
With that the exam was over. Everyone began retreating back to the entrance. Myself included. I made my way back, hopping off the building I rested on. There were a few others that were also in the same sector of the arena as me. Probably going for 1-pointers to attempt to gain some score.
We entered the part of the arena where we were sent out from and were informed that we would receive word in mail if we made it into UA.
Satisfied with my results, I walked back to the abandoned bar that's purpose served as my home.
Pandora swing the bar door open carelessly. Exhaustion was evident in her eyes. Her ears twitched often. Her tail hung lazily.
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Kurogiri wasn't present. His normal spot behind the bar was void.
Tomura wasn't there either. Which wasn't unusual.
Not seeming to care, Pandora idly made her way to the fridge. She pulled out its contents. Most of the meat was raw. Seeing as Kurogiri wasn't there to cook it.
Pandora then morphed and shifted into her alter form.
Front half still in the fridge: there stood a large black feline. Shoulders rose to 20 inches above the ground. Easily 100 pounds. Pitch colored fur coated its body. Short and silky. A short, squared muzzle. Long, white whiskers on each side. A long body, muscular legs, and paws the size of a grown woman's head. It was clear the large, black, panther was still juvenile.
Reaching from its paws, up its shoulder, and around its chest was the red cloth of Pandora's signature hoodie.
She pulled her head out of the fridge. A decent sized piece of raw meat hung out of her mouth. Emerald eyes glistened against the blackness.
She took the meat to her room. She laid on the broken mattress and consumed the meat before laying down to take a much needed nap.
It was late at night by the time Tomura and Kurogiri arrived back at the abandoned bar.
Kurogiri has used his quirk to get them inside without being seen or heard. Past the stairs, Pandora awoke.
Tomura paced around the empty pub, scratching at his skin. He raved about his plans. That he would kill All Might. That he would be unstoppable.
Meanwhile, upon the stairs crept, Pandora stealthily made her way to the room they resided in. Unknown to them. Her padded paws carefully walked. Her tail swung, side to side, steadying her every move. Her ears listened in on their conversation.
"It's perfect!" He claimed, "she'll become a student at UA."
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They were talking about her, Pandora Bokkusu.
"She'll feed us information."
"All Might will be one of her teachers. She will tell us all his weaknesses. Along with those of the other pro heroes that work at UA!" He spoke with such amusement and excitement.
"We'll use the information she gives us on the pros to kill them all. Then her purpose will be fulfilled..." Tomura stopped his speaking abruptly.
Pandora had made her way into the room. Stealthily she got behind the pale haired man.
In one swift movement, Tomura was pinned on his chest. The large feline stood over his back. One of her front paws pressing his face to the wood.
A low, raspy growl emitted from her throat.
He knew what she meant.
"Once we've killed All Might, you'll be next, kitten." He chuckled.
A black glow emitted from her, making her impossible to see. Once the glow cleared, The dark headed girl was in its place.
Her raven colored hair cascades down her shoulders. Eyes glowing with warning. Her red hoodie, once tied up with strings now reached her knees as they pressed into Tomura's back. Her fingers, entwined in his baby blue hair, pressed his face still to the ground.
"Then why shouldn't I just kill you now, instead of doing your biding only to be killed later?" She scowled.
"Bokkusu! Stand down." Kurogiri spoke to her.
His voice was stern and deadly. Enough to send shivers down the girls spine.
Reluctantly she released her grip on the man's hair. But not before smashing it into the ground lightly. She stood up, purposely putting on her weight on her right foot to add more pressure to the man on the ground's back. Then walked to the spot at the bar were she normally sat.
Tomura rose from the ground. With a few grunts and groans, he rolled his shoulders. He was mad to say the least.
He slowly took a few steps toward the feline girl.
In two swift movements, he drew his fist back, then bringing it down to her cheek.
"Learn your place," he spoke with malice, "you are but a tool. To be used for my will. You will do as told. You will not rebel. You will die when I'm done with you."
He smiled in victory.
"For now, I'm going to get you a bell, To stop you from sneaking up on me, brat."
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