Chapter 7

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Salem stood before a huge 8-floor modern apartment house built in the middle of the city. She again checked the note she got yesterday if it was the right place. After confirming that it was indeed the right place she took a last glance at the moon hanging in the night sky and went in, the key to open the door was sent with the note. Arriving in front of the apartment she again checked her equipment and face mask. For her, it felt like she did this over a hundred times now even though she knew that she did it five times.

Salem wore black pants a black hoodie and a white facemask which her mom bought after she asked for it. She tried to not show any skin because of her nearly pure white skin and thus wore black gloves and black socks going to her knee. Her white hair was under a beanie with the hood of her hoodie pulled up. Around her neck, she wore a scarf.

At first, she thought she would get suspicious looks and would be stopped before even entering the building. But the few who were on the streets seemed to not care or thought she had a mutant Quirk and she or her parents tried to hide her mutations. A behavior that is seen very often with mutant Quirk users.

Salem opened the door with the key and pushed it open. She tried to be as silent as possible, so she will not be ambushed if the target found a way to free itself.

But soon she found out that being so careful was not necessary. As soon as she walked into the living room she spotted a woman in her mid-twenties or thirties bound on a chair. The woman had brown hair reaching to her lower back. Her eyes were covered with a blindfold and her mouth was taped shut.

Salem quickly walked to the table near the woman and read the note that was on it.

[Name: Amelie Lacroix

Goal: Neural Condition her into a sleeper agent killing her husband when the code "lzZ5JN68" is named or if she does not hear the password she kills her husband after one week.

Payment: Will be in the fridge for the duration of the neural conditioning. When the neural conditioning will be over the payment will be available at your broker.

PS: Leave a note here when you are finished with her.]

Salem then put the note back on the table and turned to Amelie and put a black bag made of fabric over Amelie's head. Amelie flinched and let out a short scream muffled by the tape and bag. Then Salem put her hands below the fabric and began with her work. Her strings slowly covered the head of Amelie and she soon felt the feeling of entering a tight fleshy tunnel, but that was not the only thing Salem felt(?) something else or was heard the right word? Salem didn't know. She heard the thoughts of Amelie but it didn't feel like hearing it felt more like understanding her thoughts through touch.

Salem tried to ignore this new feeling and concentrated on finishing her task as fast as possible. She was soon finished and took some meat from the fridge and put it in a cooling box she brought with her in a backpack.

After that, she went home. She just took a slight detour and then went home. She knew that she could be followed she didn't think that a ten-year-old could outsmart a probably professional trained spy or whatever it was that was following her. Even her disguise was not the best one and the idea came mainly from the internet and movies.

And that was her daily routine for a month. She went to school, went home, put on the disguise, and went to the apartment reprogramming Amelie and then going home. She realized that the disguise was kinda useless after the fourth or fifth time. If the people she does the job for want to know her appearance they just had to wait for her at the apartment and ambush her.

After she was done she returned to her old life. The only thing that reminded her of the job was her daily detour to her broker to get her 'payment'. The longer she ate the flesh of humans the more she didn't want to eat normal food again. For her, it was like eating the worst food you have ever tasted gut then suddenly someone invites you to a five-star restaurant.

But after a month her supply of human flesh ran out and as agreed beforehand that was the end of her payment.

Two days after she stopped receiving her payment she was home alone. Her mother was out grocery shopping. Suddenly the doorbell rang. When she looked through the window to see who it was she saw a luxurious clothed robot. On his forehead were seven dots glowing in the same red color as his eyes. His metallic hair looked like it was combed back.

After taking a second look around and spotting nothing suspicious, she was a little bit paranoid after her job, she walked to the door and opened it. "Hello, for can I help you," she asked. "Greetings, my name is Maximilien. I came here to offer you a job at our organization. We need people with your... specialization, especially someone who is willing to handle more 'delicate' tasks." "Then your organization is the one who hired me for Amelie?" "Yes, that was indeed the organization I represent right now," Maximilien replied to her question. "Sigh, come in then. It would be nice if it could be just you and nobody else." Salem said on her way to the living room. "Don't worry miss I have no bodyguards with me right now. I am confident I can protect myself fairly well." Maximilien said with an amused undertone.

Salem ignored that and instead served herself a glass of water. "You want some too?" She asked the robot. "Thank you but no thank you. It would be bad for my inner circuits. Anyway back to the topic. My organization wants you to work for them. After the leader saw what you can do with Amelie he wants you to do more of this kind of job. Of course, paid with human flesh as well as money." Maximilian said.

Salem thought about the offer for a while l and then said "I'm sorry I don't think I can accept this offer." Maximilian didn't change and he asked in the same friendly tone as before " Can I ask why?" "It is a good offer but there are multiple things that prevent me from accepting. The first thing is my age while it is not a problem for me it's a problem for the law and my mother as one can not work at ten years old..." "For that age, you seem very mature." "...Thank you. Anyway, at ten, you can't work as it is considered child labor and I believe that my mom would have a problem with this. My second problem is my education, if I work for you how should I further my education. And the next big problem is trusting how can I trust an organization that brainwashes people for their cause. And lastly my mother, how am I supposed to explain to her why I am missing so often for so long, the excuse of being at a friend's place works only so long."

Maximilien showed looked like his metallic smile face contorted into a smile. "Do not worry Salem our organization informs itself over all the potential new important employees. About your education and your mother. We will send you to a famous private school near our headquarters with dorms while you are not working for us. And to address the problem with your age, as long as nobody knows nobody cares. And about your problem with trust, I can't say anything as you would distrust that statement."

Salem stayed silent for a while after Maximilien told her this. The offer was good. Really good even but she could not trust this so easily. So she decided, "Mr. Maximilien I think I need some more time to think about it." "That is not a problem at all, that shows me that you are at least interested and that is enough for me. I will give you my contact information so just call me if you decided." And after giving Salem a card with his information on it Maximilien left the house.

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Alright, the next chapter is done. For your information, this story will become a crossover with Overwatch. The Overwatch timeline will be while Salem is growing up and will only slightly affect the canon of mha too much. I will also replace the omnic crisis with something.

I hope you liked the chapter.