Mha Villain Quirk Ideas Novels & Stories

He motioned for the men in front of him to move to the side. Bending down, he sneered, "I really hate when I get blood on me. People already consider me a dastardly villain, I try not to look the part." He grabbed the sack of bones in front of him by the hair and bashed its face into the floor. Blood splattered over his suit. "Now look what you've done, you've ruined the suit too," Alexander pretended to pout. Johannes Chevalier looked up at him, tears, blood, and mucus covering his once pretty face.

“Thor isn’t someone you just make deals with.” “I know.” “And that intel? You're sure about it?” "Hmmm" Mia leaned back, watching as I started copying files onto a drive. “So what now?” I closed the laptop and slipped the drive into my bag. “I leave." “I don’t like this.” She said, fanning her face. “I know, I don't like it either,” I said, avoiding eye contact with her “But I’m still here.” She made an attempt to hide her face. "I'll be back", I said, patting her head, her eyes glowing with tears.

"Don't let them take her. But don't become monster either. There's space between victim and villain. Between helpless and homicidal. Between letting them win and losing yourself completely." "What space? What option? They're coming to kill us. To take Grace. To finish the harvest. What am I supposed to do? Ask nicely? Negotiate? Surrender?" "You're supposed to be smart." Maria looked at the approaching soldiers. Two hundred yards now. "You're quantum-powered individual with abilities they can't fully counter. You're template with access to collective strength. You're mother fighting for daughter. You don't need to kill them. You need to outthink them."

Laura and Merri gasped, it was the reaction I was waiting for. “Then the treasure that he has collected at the end of the underground tunnel exit, will be taken by me. Hohoho, so Laura, you don't have to pick up the rest of the treasures." Clap. Clap. Clap. “Milady, I just realized you have the talent to be a classy villain.” “Well, I'm a villainess who wants to make baby first revenge later, so my cunning act only surfaced recently after I got pregnant. Just like I did to you, Laura. If you mess with me again, it won't be hard to destroy you. You learned your lesson, right?”

” If you can’t kill his henchmen, then your goal is useless. “But...but...” Willow felt a hand on his shoulder. It was Azeasthrath. “I’m here for you, Will.” She smiled weakly. Quinn’s eyes glowed bright green as he smirked. “Well, you’re gonna let me overtake you today? Willow straightened up. “Not a chance”, he said and brought out his guns, The Vindicators. Weapons that used tachyon beams, and for maximum damage, they were infused with his blood, which negated any regenerative abilities. They also corroded the body of dead enemies and turned them to pure essence, which he absorbed go get stronger.

"Because your martial arts training caused your condition." "What?!" Everyone exclaimed in shock—martial arts could lead to such an illness?! "Bullshit!" Yara Quill—the black-clad bodyguard standing beside Vicky's bed—snapped right then. "Vicky was learning the Boltsmacker, a technique passed down in my clan for generations! If that caused her illness, why would my father be fine?"

VINCENT I looked at my wife in the eye and saw exactly how she saw me, a vile monster she’d never get rid of, and she was already prepared to piss on the deal I was about offering. My ever so dainty Chloe, ever so predictable. But I’d be lying if I said she hadn’t surprised me. Finally morphing into a werewolf after a lifetime of not being able to shapeshift. I’d never heard of it before. And she wasn’t just a regular werewolf, she had the ancient ability of Kin. An ability that enabled some werewolves to heal other werewolves. In times of battle, Kin users were key parts in determining victory. The ability to heal another werewolf. I happened to know that Kin required some specifics. And th

The monster is usually told to do so by their master. The master is known as “The Evil Ma Vista”. They have the power to kill monsters but they choose to ignore this because they usually get to live a longer life as a master. No one knows how Ma Vista’s are chosen but people say it’s because they possess great courage and fierce bravery. As well as the ability to take up weapons and sacrifice themselves for loved ones and fellow human beings. You cannot tell if someone is a Ma Vista because they look the same as other human beings.

Violet responded equally swiftly. Her lips quirked. She might look dainty, but her reputation as a ruthless assassin was indisputable. The pair exchanged a few blows. Maverick was surprised that none of his attacks broke through her solid defense. An insane idea crossed his mind for a second. Maverick was someone who had no limits when he was excited. Now more than ever, he wanted to touch Violet's chest, if only to toy with her. With both arms outstretched, his blunt assault was impossible to prevent.

They made their way to the biggest base, where the military and world leaders were gathered. Halfway through the journey, her powers showed up. Turns out she had healing and plant control. She could even heal zombie bites as long as she healed them within half an hour of being bitten. Her family was so happy and gave her more food than just the rations they each usually get. Little did she know that her family had heard that as long as someone had unique powers, they could be traded in for a luxurious life at the end of the world. You sell them to the science institute and you have everything you could want for the rest of your life.