Eight Precepts of Death.

While the whole city was asleep, some people remained awake. Night shift workers, teenagers who wanted adventure, various animals, and. . . spiders. One such spider was sitting on the wall of a building, hiding in the shadows.

Kumono Ashi has been watching the Eight Precepts of Death base for two months and only today noticed something unusual. One of the Yakuza was carrying a bag full of children's toys for girls.

"I don't like this." The spider muttered and began to climb onto the roof.

The Yakuza have been quite calm lately, so he grabbed any possible leads. He couldn't get inside the compound so he had to follow from here.

Seeing the Yakuza disappear through the doors, Kumono sighed heavily and stretched. He knew that he couldn't just go to their base, that would be suicide. So with no other choice, he took out his phone and dialed the number of his shadowy colleague. He had already worked a couple of times with Salazar Slytherin - whose real name Kumono simply could not remember after his hangover - and he knew he was dangerous.

After a couple of minutes of waiting, Salazar picked up the phone.

[My favorite spider! If you don't tell me now why the hell did you wake me up in the middle of the night, I'll rip out your eyes.]

Let it be said that not many people survived after they awakened Salazar.

"I think the Eight Precepts of Death are holding a little girl hostage, or someone from the gang has some very strange fetishes."

Sirius was silent for a couple of seconds and Kumono heard him get out of bed and someone muttering in displeasure in the background.

[Give me the address, if the girl isn't there, we'll destroy these bastards once and for all anyway. I don't like that someone is selling drugs in my city.]

"Aren't you a brit?"

[I am taking another person with me, she will be a good addition to our Raid team.] Salazar ignored his question.

Shadow Vigilante hung up and Kumono didn't know which would be better for the hypothetical girl to be inside the building or not.

Salazar, as usual, appeared out of nowhere along with an unknown woman - strangely, there were no snakes on his body. She wore a white crystal mask hidden behind a hood on her face, and black robes covered her body. She had a strange stick in her hand, but Kumono wisely decided that he'd better not ask anything.

"So why did you think there is a kidnapped child at the Yakuza base? It could be one of the mobsters."

Kumono made a face.

"I've been following them for two months now, Salazar, I'm sure. And no one in their right mind would bring their child to the same building as Chisaki."

"I would hate to be inside, this place seems very sad."

The girl said and Salazar nodded silently. Usually, the shadow Vigilante would've made some kind of joke, but there was a chance that there might be a child in the hands of the Yakuza. . . No one would joke in such a situation.

The girl waved her stick and the kumono felt strange, but when he saw that Salazar and the White Mask had become invisible, he realized what had happened. The three invisible Vigilantes descended unnoticed and began searching the Yakuza base. Kumono did not know how no one noticed them, there were more than a hundred people in the building and at least one of them must have some kind of Monitoring Quirk.

But despite the absurdity of the situation, they continued to walk until they reached the underground tunnels. Suddenly, the Spider felt a hand fall on his shoulder, and then he heard the voice of Salazar.

"We'll split up here. The meeting point is on the rooftop of the building we were standing on, invisibility and sound muting will end in two hours without support."

"Understood."

With these words, he felt the hand disappear from his shoulder. Salazar, Kumono, and White Mask disappeared into the tunnels under the Yakuza building.

---

Sirius walked through the dark corridors and read the minds of every mobster that came his way with the help of Legimelisy.

'The boss is angry again, better stay away from the lower floors.'

'I work with idiots.'

'I wonder what human flesh tastes like? People say it's like chicken.'

'The girl started screaming again, I hate this time of day.'

Sirius stopped abruptly and followed the Yakuza, who was thinking about it. As soon as they were in the distant tunnel, Black hit him against the wall and covered his mouth so that he would not scream. Without even saying anything, the Wizard penetrated the mind of the bastard and without much care began to rummage through his memories.

The man tried to scream and trashed in Sirius's steel grip, but it was futile. The Wizard found what he needed and his blood ran cold. He was so cold that a layer of ice appeared on his skin. Resisting the urge to cast Fiendfyre to burn this place to hell, Sirius slammed his head against the wall and he passed out.

Now the Wizard knew that there was a little girl and where to look for her.

Black pulled out his Wand and sent two Patroni to his friends to get out of here, he's going to turn this place into a bloodbath.

Sirius never liked people who hurt others for their own benefit. Voldemort and his Death Eaters, Dumbledore and his Greater Good, the Ministry of Magic, and Wizarding Britain were all focused on themselves and he could understand that. What Sirius couldn't understand was when the bastards started killing to achieve their damned and twisted ideas. So every Yakuza on this base was on his shit-list.

This is why he will use Magic. Alchemy works better for effective kills without agonizing pain. Magic could do both.

He felt the total invisibility spell fall - a special version that could hide the Wizard from almost all kinds of tracking - but he didn't stop, no. Black wanted to be noticed.

His footsteps echoed in the dark corridor, and one could see a pair of glowing green eyes looking ahead. Sirius had both of his Wands in his hands, he was not going to spare any of the Yakuza. And oh, what a lucky day for Siri! One of the Yakuza noticed him.

"Haa?! Who the fuck are you?! You shouldn't be here! Haa?! I'm going to break you!"

Sirius didn't even react to how the villain's hands became chainsaws, he just waved the Elder Wand and muttered a Curse.

"Sanguis acus."

He used to cast quietly, but with Dark Magic, he always needed to chant Spells. For the first one at least. . . the first of many.

An almost liquid, sick-looking green ball flew out of Black's Wand. The mobster didn't even have a chance to dodge as the liquid slammed into his chest and absorbed into his body in a second. Sirius didn't look at how the bastard's body was ripping apart from the inside with hundreds of blood needles, he had more important things to do.

The man screamed and canceled his Quirk to try and do something with his body - a bad idea.

As soon as his hands-chainsaws became hands-hands, the same bloody needles immediately appeared on them as on the rest of the body. And they started to move. Hundreds, if not thousands, of blood needles, began to move, ripping through skin, flesh, and bone. They didn't cut too deep near vital points, no, this spell killed the person slowly.

On the cries of one, others came running and Sirius didn't bother to show his huge smile with a shadow mouth, it appeared on his face itself. The Wizard pointed his Wands at the Villains and sent five Curses from the Black's library in their direction. The light show ended as quickly as it began, leaving only screams of pain and terror in the darkness.

The skin of the first curled up and became one huge lump of meat. The man's muscles and nerves were visible to the whole world, but they also began to gradually break away from each other and curl up into a bunch of balls on his body.

The second Yakuza was able to dodge the first Curse - it crashed into the wall next to him and bounced off it like a ball straight into the third mobster's chest - but the second one hit him in the leg. He immediately started screaming, his bone ceased to be his bone and became something else. Then it moved. MOVED!

He didn't have time to think about it as that something had swallowed his second bone and began to move towards his torso. If he thought of cutting off his leg as soon as the spell hit him, he could've survived. However, he didn't.

The third victim - technically the fourth - was killed a little faster than the others. A golden ball of light hit his chest and penetrated his body. The ball began to bounce off the idiot's guts, destroying them completely. Kidneys, liver, intestines, bladder. . . Only when everything else was destroyed did the ball first crush the Yakuza's heart and then the brain.

Unfortunately, the fourth Curse flew past its target and crashed into the wall completely collapsing. But Sirius anticipated this and immediately sent another one into the body of the latter.

Sirius stepped over the dead bodies and pools of blood and continued walking. Every time a new Villain appeared in front of him, he cast a new Curse.

Someone's hair turned into a snake and bit the woman to death. The soul of one Yakuza began to rot and it will disappear in three minutes. Another's legs became bear-traps and tore apart their former owner before attacking the others. There was just so much chaos around that people started panicking.

The Blacks' curses were brutal and powerful, just like the Blacks themselves.

Ten minutes later - in which the alarm never squeaked - Sirius made it to his destination. The door to Eri's room looked more like a door to a prison cell than to a little girl's room. So Black was not ashamed when, with a wave of his wand, he made her pay the hell out.

The room was painfully large and too empty. There was not the atmosphere that usually happens in children's rooms, only cruel minimalism. Around the bed - which seemed to be the only furniture in the room - were boxes of children's toys, but none of them were open. But that wasn't what Sirius was concerned about.

The girl wasn't here.

Black wanted to take the first living Yakuza and rip his mind apart for clues, but he stopped abruptly. His right radish earring was heating up and he knew what that meant. The catgirl gave them to him when they got home from their first day in U.A. And that warmth meant something.

Luna found her.

---

Luna at the same time went deeper and deeper into the underground labyrinth. The darkness did not bother her much, she could see magic in the air well enough to react to danger. This is why the Villain who thought he was successfully hiding in the shadows got Stunner in the face.

Behind her lay bound, broken, or unconscious Yakuza. Luna never liked to kill, so she avoided killing whenever possible, but-

Another Villain crept up to her and almost cut her back with a knife, but a jet of fire flew out from the girl's elbow that burned him up in a couple of seconds.

Nobody said her hands were clean.

Luna continued to walk and humm under her breath. If her Death Eater cosplay already scared the Yakuza, then her quiet humming made them crap themselves. Who will be self-confident enough - or crazy enough - to behave like this?!

One of the Yakuza thought that he had already heard this melody when he was working on a ship, but did not have time to remember it. All that he saw before being sent into the hands of Morpheus was a red flash.

The young woman's eyes moved slowly through the dark corners of the corridor, her purpose was clear, to find the child and carry her out of this cursed place. Luna felt that she was on the right track and therefore continued to walk confidently - almost straining to run.

She stopped and looked at the wall. An ordinary person would not be able to see anything, but no one could call Luna ordinary, right? Her Wand whipped towards the wall and it immediately exploded, revealing a secret passage where three people were walking. One of them was carrying a child in his hands.

All four of them looked at the source of the sound and Luna focused on the girl's face. She looked so scared, so. . . hopeless. If Sirius had been here, he would have thought she looked even worse than he did during his time with the Dursleys.

Long dirty gray dress, bandages on the arms and legs, gray hair with a hint of blue, and caramel red eyes. She had a long horn on her forehead that perfectly complemented her cute, rounded face.

Well, she found a little unicorn that needs protection.

Sirius asked her to call him in advance if she found the girl, so she sent a mental command to her earring. In less than a second, Sirius Apparated to her side causing two of the three Yakuza to ttense

Luna and Sirius stared silently at the three Yakuza: Overhaul, Chronostasis, and Deidoro. The Last Wizards didn't know this, but they attacked at the right moment. Most of the Eight Bullets were either on assignments or in prison.

"Overhaul. . . I wanted to find you and talk for a long time, but you are a sneaky one, aren't you?" Sirius slowly began to approach the Yakuza, Luna was next to him. "Let the child go before I make you."

Overhaul sneered and started taking off his gloves.

"She's cursed and only I can help her. You don't want this cursed child to kill anyone else, do you?"

Sirius stopped and looked at the girl. She just looked back at him sadly, as if she expected him to agree with Chisaki.

"Help her so that she is afraid to even look at you? Well, I had no intention of leaving you a free man from the beginning - although it's better to call you a creature. Eri won't have to see your ugly face again. Honey, take the kid off the battlefield."

Luna Apparated to Chronostasis hit him in the face with the heel of her boot, and snatched Eri out of his hands. No one expected that she could teleport, and no one expected that she could move that fast. Teleportation Quirks were rare enough, but to see two at once in one place? It was close to impossible.

In just a second, Luna was able to steal the child from the hands of her torturers and disappear into a whirlwind of Apparition.

A young woman and a girl landed in front of the doors to the House of the Rising Sun. Luna was a little surprised when she noticed that the girl did not leave her supper on the ground after the Apparition. The mask disappeared from Luna's face along with the cloak, and the silver eyes met the red ones.

"W-why?" Eri was able to squeeze the question out of herself.

The girl resigned herself to the fact that her chances of breaking free from Chisaki's clutches were close to zero. So when someone managed to take her away from that person right from under the nose, Eri thought that her chances became even less.

Luna smiled kindly and stroked the little unicorn's head. Eri wanted to flinch away, but the woman's touch was different. . . Not like Chisaki's or the people who were watching her. It was so kind and caring.

"Because nobody deserves what happened to you. Well, and because Siri has succumbed to the influence of the Wrackspruts. Eh, I hope the police'll have at least some evidence left after he's done."

"Wrackspruts. . ?" The girl's head began to spin from the flow of information.

"Annoying creatures, these ones. Do you want me to tell you more about them?"

Eri wanted to sscreamthat the scary man with a dozen voices needs to run from Chisaki as fast as possible, but his confidence, his gaze, and even his movements. . . For some reason, the little unicorn was sure that she would see that man more than once in the future. So she decided to say something else.

". . . Yeah."

The smile on Luna's face grew wider.

-_-_-_-

Алоха.

Sorry again for such rare updates. I followed the advice from the comments and read a couple of crack fics.

Now I can't sleep.

I mean, come on! Why does the first crack fanfic contain Izuku's r*pe scenes?! Who does that shit? Why?!

I also have problems with new ideas. One day I'll snap and write about how the Sirius/Luna duo speedrun killing AFO. I have so few ideas for this fanfiction that it's not even funny.

If I go missing in the future for a couple of weeks then don't worry, I'm not going to drop this fanfic.

A Simple Russian boi who never drops, out.