I stumbled into an apartment building bleeding from my arm and limping with a bullet in my leg. Knocking on the door, I wait for a moment until the door is answered.
Kiwi: Hmm, you look like shit.
I removed my mask and took my hood off as I just sighed.
Y/N: Can you take some bullets out for me?
Kiwi let me inside as I noticed her in mainly casual clothing. Just a tank top and panties. I admit it was hard not to stare. Although she noticed as I felt a sparking pain from my neck.
Kiwi: Keep staring and I'll make your eyes explode.
Y/N: That's a thing you can do?
Kiwi ignored my question as she just set me on the couch. Leaving for a moment only to come back to get some supplies to remove your bullets. You lay over her lap as she removes the bullets and patches up your wounds.
Kiwi: Don't you got like literally anyone else to do this?
Y/N: No. Besides, you like causing me pain.
As you rest and bite your lip from the pain, you get a call from David.
Y/N: Yo, what up choom.
David: Why didn't you tell me?
Y/N: You gotta be more specific.
David: I know that you're Hell Cat.
Y/N: . . . Well. Yeah. I didn't really hide it well. I was in too much pain anyway. When did you find out anyway?
David: Ever since mom's medical bills got covered before you even found out. I had a feeling then, but just thought you saw it on the news or heard it on the radio. But then when I offered you the job to Maine and the others. That's when it was sole to be the truth. I didn't wanna believe it, or. . . more like I couldn't believe it. But. . . Thank you.
Y/N: GAH careful Kiwi, I'm sensitive you know.~
Kiwi stabs you in the back with the needle making you wince in pain as she gave you an annoyed look.
Kiwi: Shut up. Fucking creep.
Y/N: Well, David. No problem. It's the least I could do. I could have done more, but I only can use so much without my mother getting curious.
David: So, what kind of upgrades you got?
Y/N: Just claws, monowire, nightvision optics, some leg implants that let me jump higher and run faster. Even got some reinforced bones . I was gonna get more custom items though. MY cyber deck could use an upgrade. Maybe I should get a tail? I already got fangs.
David: . . . Fangs?
Y/N: Yep. Retractable. Mostly for intimidation whenever I need information. Also because they got a neuro toxin in them. IF I ever get all my other weapons compromised, I still got them.
David: Why not use things like guns?
Y/N: I don't know, why did you install a dumbass sandy huh? . . . Sorry, that was a bit too hostile. But I don't use guns because I suck at aiming.
David: Really? Then why not come with me and Rebecca to the firing range? She'd gonna be teaching me how to shoot as well.
Y/N: I'm better than just guns David.
David: No offense, but your suit looked pretty basic last I saw you. Why not. . . upgrade yourself?
Y/N: What? You want me in a tight netrunner suit like I'm Catwoman or something?
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Night on Fire (EdgerunnersXMaleReader)
FanfictionIf you had the power to stop all of the bad in your world, would you stop it if you could? Of course you would, but are you truly able to live the life you really want?
