Chapter 3 - The Seductive Kill

She stared at the lady as she watched Izuku walked towards the room she was in. Her eyes widened and immediately retrieved back inside and find a place to hide. Her legs were not helping her at all but she used a lot of force into it, even how painful it felt.

She pushed herself, along with the machete, somewhere behind a chair with a dead woman sitting on it. She held in her breath to try her very best to not make a sound.

It was a close one, he didn't catch her. But still, the stench that was expose infront of Ochako is unbearable. She couldn't hold in her breath or even breath in and smell the expired body of a naked woman on the chair.

She kept silent. Trying her best to minimize her breathing.

She watched Izuku, entering. He was dressed formally with a suit and tie. So it was true that he was attending a party. The lady he was carrying was wearing a sky blue dress. Maybe she came from the party as well.

Izuku set the lady on the lonely chair in the middle of the room below the only dimmed lightbulb on top. He then tied her wrist at the back of the chair from a random rope lying on the floor mixed with blood.

Another victim. Ochako thought.

Izuku went over to the side of the room where she believed that that's where his deadly tools he used for the victims were. She covered her mouth, trying her best not to make a sound.

It was a good thing that the light bulb was dimmed that the brightest you could see is in the middle only.

The tools were clanking as it echoed around the room. Izuku just brushing the tools aside making lots and lots of noise inside the quiet room.

Is this how he murders people?

This was terrifying to see for Ochako. She's so scared to witness the image she was about to see soon.

"Ur... W-Where am I?"

The voice echoed acrossed the room as it rang into Ochako's ears and flinched in response.

"W-Where am I?" She asked again, looking around the terrifying area around her.

No doubt, she started screaming already, seeing all the random limbs lying on the floor with massive blood oozing out of the cutted area.

She gasped deeply. "AAAHHH!! HELP!! SOMEONE HELP!! WHERE AM I?!"

She screamed and screamed, squirming around the chair, trying her best to escape. The rope was getting tighter and tighter, and it hurts like hell.

Ochako just watched her, calling for help. She felt terribly awful for not doing anything about it. Well, Izuku was just there and if he knew she was seeing this, she would've been included for his next murder case.

The brunette continued to cover her mouth with her hand as she saw Izuku coming into the light from the dark shadows.

"Continue your screaming, no one's gonna hear you anyways." A chuckle appeared after the sentence from him, holding an axe in his hands.

The girl spoke. "I-Izuku... What are you doing?!" Once she saw the axe, she trembled in fear.

"Just seeing how beautiful you are, I couldn't help but do something about it."

"W-What do you mean?" She asked.

He went in closer to her. "By removing you," He said. "And I'm sure you get the idea for removing, right?"

"W-Why are you doing this?"

He scooted away, and looked straight at her with those terrifying look in his eyes. "Because I like it. I can't live without the sight of someone dying."

The girl started the cry. "Y-You're insane. Stop it, please." She began begging. "I'll do anything. Just don't kill me."

He sighed at her. "Sorry. I'm already sparring someone else. There's no room for one more."

"No! Please! I'll really do anything! I-If you want me to kiss your foot, I'll do it! I'll do anything that she doesn't want or can't do!" She told.

"What the hell are you babbling about?" He asked, cleaning his axe with a cloth, about to prepare for her death.

She gritted her teeth as she watched him cleaning it, not caring about her statement at all. She trembled in fear, praying that there is something that could convince him.

She just didn't want to die.

"Please. I'll really do anything. If you want me to please your sexual needs, then I can give my virginity! That's what every guy wants, right?! I'll do it instead of her!"

She smiled, already at her limit. But her face was stunned and her eyes filled with horror as she saw Izuku glaring at her, with the eyes she has never seen, so terrifying as it shadows around it with his hair.

Ochako, too, was scared. The eyes he made looked so pissed and mad, like, incredibly annoyed, not an emotion Ochako has seen yet. He looked angry.

"That's your offering for me? Sex? I may be a murderer but that doesn't involve me liking those stuffs," He said. "When you said those words, it makes me sick."

"H-Huh?" She widened her eyes, shaking so much on her seat.

"I'm still a virgin, asshole. I'm not gonna give it away just like that to a random stranger. That's what every girl I killed said to me before they died."

Her mouth was trembling. "No, please..."

He glared at her even more, lifting the axe up. "Now, die."

"No!!" She screamed and stood up from the chair and turned around to hit him with the legs of the chair.

Izuku fell down to the floor, and grunted from the pain. "Shit, I forgot her legs, too."

"Die! Die! Die!" She screamed as she continuosly kicked him.

He was being hit a lot of times and surely it does hurt a lot and Izuku never felt so defeated before. "Shit!" He didn't know what to do.

The girl smiled at him, ready to escape as she went towards the door while Izuku was on the floor in pain, unable to move. It was hard to open the door actually, since her hands were still tied.

"Fuck!" She swore in frustration so she decided to remove the rope from her hands as she looked for a sharp tool. She was about to kick Izuku again so that he'll still be weak.

"No..." Izuku groaned in pain, looking up at her.

But the moment she reached the middle, she saw a figure standing across her in the dark side of the room.

"W-Who are you?!" She asked, with her eyes widened in fear.

"Y-you..." She mumbled under breath.

She asked again. "Who are you? Are you a victim too?"

"You... Hur..." She gritted her teeth, unable to control her voice.

"What are you saying?"

Ochako looked up at her with her eyebrows furrowed with a glare. She spoke.

"You hurt Izuku."

"What?"

Her legs started running to her and gave her a kick as she fell on the floor. "Ouch! W-Who are you?! What do you want?!"

She limped subtly, not caring about her injured ankle anymore. She lifted the machete like it's nothing.

"Don't you dare touch him!" Ochako screamed as she swung the machete directly at her face.

The lady gave off one last scream before meeting her death.

The machete cut her face open in half, with blood spurting out of it immediately.

Izuku watched the whole scene, Ochako killing a person.

And putting on a smile after that.

Ochako smiling after killing a human being. She wasn't supposed to be smiling. She didn't like killing. This was the thing she hate doing. So why is she smiling?

"Don't hurt Izuku again." She said at the now read corpse of the lady.

Or perhaps, it's because that person was about to kill the love of her life.

She kept that smile. She looked insane with all the blood splattered all over her face.

Izuku's eyes sparkled at the view as he felt his cheeks burning red, leaving off a blush all over his cheeks to his ears.

"So..." Izuku spoke.

He continued as he commented.

"So beautiful."

•••

Ochako felt her eyes fluttered open, revealing the same ceiling she saw when she woke up the last time. She looked around the place.

Same room.

She slowly sat up, where she appeared to be on a bed.

Same bed.

What happened?

She then spotted a figure resting his head on the edge of the bed while sitting on the floor. His bright green hair softly brushing against the blanket.

She almost had the urge to touch it.

Her eyes looking at her hands. It looked sore.

But she realized what happened.

"Don't you dare touch him!" Ochako screamed as she swung the machete directly at her face.

The lady gave off one last scream before meeting her death.

The machete cut her face open in half, with blood spurting out of it immediately.

"AHH!" She screamed subconsciously once the scene appeared in her mind.

Izuku immediately woke up at the scream and went over to her to hold onto her.

"Hey, hey, you okay?" He asked while holding her hands.

She breathed in and out heavily, looking around, wishing that was all just a dream.

"W-What happened?" She inhaled deeply with her eyes still filled with horror.

He shushed her to calm her down. "It's fine. It's fine. Everything's gonna be okay. I'm here, alright?"

Ochako stopped screaming the moment he went over to her.

He gave her a warm hug, resting his chin on her head, caressing her arm. She felt calmed and the hug was so soothing. The words he said made everything better.

She felt safe.

Even with the thought that he was a killer. She didn't care anymore.

She doesn't what's going anymore.

She felt safe with him.

Her eyes opened as it looked down slowly to her ankle, revealing it being treated. There was the white long bandage wrapped around it. Next to it was a first aid kit.

Surprisingly he owned one.

"I went all the way to the store to buy that," He told. "In a few days, your ankle will get better."

She stared at it, just listening to the words he said.

"But why did you hurt me in the first place anyways?"

He sighed with a smile, still staying in that hug.

"I didn't want you running away that time," He replied. "But after saving me back there, you have gained my trust."

"So what if I did?" She asked.

"It's okay. I won't kill you."

She blushed when he made the hug tighter, as if he meant it. She squirmed as she received the hug back.

He then let go and held her hand as he looked straight at her.

"You look like a mess right now."

She frowned seeing strands of hair randomly hanging around. Now it's true that she looked like she never showered.

Izuku chuckled a bit at the frown and smiled at her.

"Stay with me, Uraraka. I'll take care of you."

She looked up with her eyes widened. Is he serious? He wants to take her in and put her under his care?

"Please." He sounded serious.

Should she accept?

The face he's giving off was something Ochako can't reject.

She still had feelings for him.

Ochako looked down slowly, nodding her head with a blush on her cheeks.

Izuku gave off a sweet smile. "Thanks!"

The brunette felt her cheeks burning even more red when she saw the smile.

That smile she missed and loved so much from him. She loved it.

She fell in love with him again.

"Now, how about we fix you up a little?"

"Huh?" She showed off a confused expression.

He smiled. "We're gonna fix you up."

Does he mean a makeover?

"Fix me up?"

He nodded. "Yeah."

He stood up and opened the door.

"Come on. I'll give you a shower first."

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A/N: Y'all !! I'm having fun writing this. I can't wait for the next chapter !! It's gonna be Ochako's new look !! But sorry for this chapter as well. It seemed pretty messed up.

But hey! Glad still many of you are reading this. I'm surprised that many people liked it :)) I'm berry berry happy :3

See you all in the next chapter !!

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