Chapter 20
Shouta slammed the hospital doors wide open with a loud 'BANG' ignoring the shouts of the staff as he ran as fast as he could towards the operating room. The second Hizashi had called him to say that Eri had been kidnapped; he started running. In fact, the underground hero had never run so fast in his life, even using his capture weapon to scale buildings easier so he could arrive quicker.
"Shouta!"
Turning towards the source of the voice, Shouta saw his husband waving at him and quickly made his way over, breathing hard and nearly falling over as soon as he stopped.
"There's not much time he's losing to much blood," Hizashi spoke, grabbing Shouta's arm and pulling him into the room where Mirio was surrounded by doctors.
"Are you Eraserhead?" one of the doctors asked gloves dyed a bright red as he looked up.
Shouta nodded and noticed that Mirio was attempting to stop one of the nurses from putting something in his IV.
"Listen, we don't have much time," the same doctor spoke, gesturing the other staff members to move. "He's bleeding a lot but won't let us take him to surgery."
Shouta nodded, understanding that Mirio's training must have kicked in and that he was trying to relay as much information as he could encase the worst case happened. Leaning in the dark-haired man tried to keep his boiling emotions at whoever had done this in check as he looked directly into unfocused eyes.
"Where's Eri?"
Mirio didn't say anything for a moment before one hand reached up and grabbed Aizawa's shoulder. "T-taken … he … h-he knew …"
"This man?" Shouta interrupted, putting his hand over Mirio's and leaning closer. "He knew Eri."
Mirio nodded. "R-raid."
One of the machines started to beep more urgently, and Shouta could vaguely feel the doctors pulling him back so that they could once again descend and do their jobs.
"Eraser," Mirio spoke, giving an apologetic smile to the teacher. "S-sorry."
Shouta barely resisted Hizashi's pull and let his husband lead him away from the carnage. Only snapping out of his trance when the beeping from the machines was silenced by the door closing.
Pulling his cellphone out of his pocket Shouto looked at Hizashi as he brought up his contact list. "Who's securing the scene?"
"Shouta -"
"Who?"
Hizashi looked conflicted for a moment before sighing, knowing if the tables were turned, he would be acting the same way. "Kamui Woods."
Scrolling through his hero contacts list, Shouta pushed on the arbor heroes' name, getting an answer on the first ring. "I can't give you anything, Eraser."
Shouta's grip tightened on the phone as he tried to remain calm for Eri's sake. "I know damnit … just listen, I might know who did this."
"Alright," the hero said, shushing someone's protest in the background. "I'm listening."
"Lemillion's not stupid, he would have left us a clue," the underground hero explained, thankful Hizashi thought to get his own cellphone out and call Tsukauchi. "Have you found anything like that yet?"
"Actually, we have to hang on a second," Kamui said, hanging up on the hero and calling back as a video call. Both heroes nodded to each other before Kamui flipped the phone over, showing the bloody spot to where Mirio had been found.
Right next to the blood was a deep scratch mark in the dirt forming the number eight.
"Fuck," Shouta swore, knowing exactly which enemy took his daughter before hearing Hizashi gasp behind him.
Turning around Shouta noticed that his husband was smiling. "Shouta her tracker is still on."
"Thanks, Kamui. I owe you one," Shouta said, hanging up on the wood using hero before grabbing Hizashi's phone. "Tsukauchi."
"Eraser, I've got a clear signal about two hours north of Musutafu," the detective explained, getting straight to it. "Pulled up the co-ordinates and satellite feed. It looks like a house far outside of town, flat terrain, they'll see us coming."
"Call Ryukyu and tell her to meet us at the station," the underground hero ordered, knowing that the woman's ability to fly and carry people would defiantly come in handy. And is they got into a fight her wings could make for both a great offense and defense for them. "And well, you're at it look up the location for each of the Eight Precepts as well as Overhaul."
The detective didn't say anything, but Shouta knew he was thinking the same thing he was. "Eraser, that's not possible … we would know if one of them escaped."
"Just do it," the underground hero ordered, punching the wall as a way to keep his temper from lashing out at the detective. "I'll see you in thirty."
Hizashi looked worried as he took his husband's now bleeding hand. "Is it …"
"It's one of them, I'm sure," Shouta nodded.
Nightmares involving the Overhaul and his men were still frequent for Eri. Both men had heard in some small detail about what she had gone through during her time held captive well helping her on those nights when she woke up screaming. Some members of the Eight Precepts appeared more than others; Rappa, despite his bloodthirsty nature, rarely ever made an appearance in Eri's dreams. The other members of the Eight Precepts would haunt the girl's slumber under the command Overhaul and the man who called himself Chronostasis.
Hizashi squeezed Shouta's hands a little tighter. "Get our girl back safe, ok."
"I promise," Shouta swore, peeking the blonde quickly on the lips before turning and leaving pulling up Nedzu's name on the phone as he walked.
"Who do you need Aizawa?" the principle answered as if expecting the call.
The underground hero gave a sadistic smile and gave the principle the names of the three students he wanted for the rescue mission.
~*~*~*~*Notes*~*~*~*~
So, I have great news for all my readers I decided to upgrade my Grammerly account! Yes, I have to pay an annual fee for this but the upside is that I will be able to write much better, no more 'well' and 'while' confusion for me.
This also means that in my downtime I will be going over and reposting previous chapters so the updates on my stories may be pushed back just slightly but you know what who cares as new and old readers can enjoy the stories I post more.