Dark Desires

The last time Aiden had killed an individual was almost a year ago during the Wild Dogs incident. For 10-12 straight months he held back his urge to kill.

It is theorized that depending on the type of quirk someone has, they can be drawn into doing certain actions. For instance, someone with a strength based quirk will be drawn to fights, someone with a speed quirk will be drawn to races, and someone with a blood related quirk will be drawn to death.

A long time ago Hiroto once told him that his quirk was designed for killing. That his power would make him an unstoppable assassin. For the young minded Aiden, Hiroto's influence easily washed over him and left a lasting impression. Coupled with the trauma of his parents deaths and the brutal training he endured, Aiden came to see life as meaningless. On this planet there were over 7 billion humans and rising, killing two or three of them wouldn't affect anything in the long haul. It wouldn't cause the destruction of the human race nor would it start devastating wars. In this world a human life was equal to a blade of grass.

Aiden's quirk Astral Construction is technically not a combat based quirk, but due to his trauma, training and overall outlook on life, he is drawn to use it as a tool of murder. Although he probably doesn't understand it fully, the trauma he suffered as a child left more psychological damage on him than he could possibly imagine. The sight of his mother's torture broke him in a way that could never be fixed. Coupled with the environment he grew up in, its not strange to see that he had some deep rooted issues. In his eyes death meant nothing special.

Of course this isn't to say that he's a killing maniac or someone who worships death, its just that since his first kill, this is the longest he had ever gone without snuffing out someone's life. For months on end this urge grew, and with the revelation of someone continuing Dark Star's will in Japan, Aiden just couldn't hold himself back when the sheep brought themselves to the slaughter.

---

Looking at the headless corpses, Aiden's purple eyes glowed beneath the mask. He felt no remorse, no pity, no nothing. Right now he was no longer the hero in training Aiden Cross, no, he was the hunter who brought fear to the world's heroes, the restless dog that would never loosen his bite, the shadow that moves in the darkness. He was the judge, jury and executioner.

Killing the trio left him with the same kind of feeling one would feel after scratching an itch that had been persisting for months.

With so many villains around Aiden was confident that no one would link their deaths to him. Releasing a breath, he submerged himself in the shadows and left without leaving a trace.

---

"You're back." Rumi greeted. Since she rented a penthouse suite, she was sitting at the table in nothing but her underwear while typing something into the laptop.

"I got a bit lost." He answered and briefly looked over her figure.

Picking up her cup of coffee, she smiled when she saw him stare at her body. "How do I compare to those high school girls you're so fond of?"

"Not really a fair comparison." He said before heading towards the sofa.

"Why's that?"

"You're body's had more time to develop." He answered indifferently.

"...Did you just call me old?"

"Just stating a fact." He answered dismissively. "Any luck with that contact of yours?"

"No unfortunately."

Hearing that she made no progress made Aiden feel weird. While it is true that he wanted to talk to this Stain guy, he knew that he was a dangerous individual and if it came down to Rumi's safety then he wouldn't hesitate to cut down the hero killer. While Stain may be continuing the will of Dark Star, Rumi was part of his happiness and he wouldn't allow anybody to take that away from him.

"You'll have better luck tomorrow." He said optimistically.

Smiling at his words, she chose to abandon her work and hoped over to the sofa. "Make some room would ya."

"Aren't you working?" He looked at her weirdly.

"Nope, I'm spending time with my boytoy!"

Aiden stared at her for a few seconds when he heard that.

"You're not old enough to be a cougar so please refrain from calling me that."

"Aww, you make it sound like you wouldn't like to be my boytoy." She teased.

"If I was your boytoy then I'd at the very least be receiving sex from you. Since I'm not, the most accurate thing you could call me would be your tenant."

"Why are boys so obsessed with sex? Its not that great." She sighed.

"I don't want to hear this from someone who uses a modified vibrator when she thinks I'm asleep."

Rumi's eyes opened wide when she heard this.

"Y-You knew..." She stuttered.

"Kinda hard not to when you're moaning my name on the daily. Like seriously, our walls aren't sound proof! Not to mention you do a shit job of hiding it." He paused. "How do you even get a modified vibrator anyway?"

Rumi's face turned bright red when she realized that her secret had been so casually revealed.

"I-I

*Ring* *Ring*

"Oh its the phone don't worry I'll get it!" Before he could even get a word in, Rumi had sprung off the sofa and had disappeared with the phone.

"...."

---

'FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!!'

'How long has he known! I only started fantasizing about him after he moved in for three months! FUCK! Don't tell me it started that far back!!'

While Rumi was in a state of panic, she didn't realize that there was someone on the opposite end of the call trying to communicate with her.

"Usagiyama-sama, we have news of the hero killer!"