Here we go, wizard rabbit vs ninja turtle. For real this time, not just the C-tease from the last chapter. Ah, and Native is there too but does anyone really care about him? Was he even named or did we only get his hero name? Or his quirk for that matter? Hell Izuku didn't even mention him or any trivia about him in canon so I can only assume that he's the lowest tier of D-lister.
Native roast aside let's get onto the fight!
I was given zero time to prepare as Stain charged at Native with no build-up, blade in his right hand, and his left hand behind himself likely prepared to draw another bladed weapon. He was incredibly fast, nearly untrackable by the human eye from this distance… Or it was for a normal human at least.
*Smash! Crack! "Ok if I could do that while several hundred feet away and in under a split second why did you think it would work with me fully alert and within eyesight?" Was he just testing the waters? Trying to let my guard down? Come to think of it, what was his quirk anyway?
"Be careful! His quirk paralyzes you when he cuts you, I don't know the specifics but I've been stuck here ever since you arrived!" The injured hero. Native my analyze skill informed. Helpfully filled me in somewhat of what I was up against. Got it, keep reinforcement up at all times.
Oh there he goes again. But this time he sent a knife in my direction while charging directly at me for some reason. Again, he kept one hand hidden behind his body. All of which was going at 0.5x speed considering that I had double his AGI score without reinforcement. Deflecting the blade sent at me into a nearby building I entered a stance waiting for Stain to reach me. Testing the waters myself.
And to my great surprise it actually managed to pierce my skin as I tried to grab the blade...But not my muscle tissues. *Crack "Not bad, you managed to actually cut me this time." I taunted, showing him my papercut sized wound which closed immediately after. It hadn't even bled since none of the capillaries were cut, just the epidermis.
"HeheheHAHAHA! Incredible, truly incredible. Even All Might is human enough to be cut by a blade. The one true hero bleeds as easily as any other man. But here you are, with strength, speed, durability, and intelligence in equal measure." I raised an eyebrow at him, making him scoff in response.
"Don't think I haven't noticed you tracking my every move. Always noticing my attempts at sleight-of-hand. Never letting that false hero behind you out of sight. Your good, I'll give you that. Almost too good for someone so young." I would be flattered if that compliment wasn't coming out of a psychopathic killer's mouth. But as it stands I simply shifted the conversation.
"And what exactly has this guy done to earn that kind of hatred? I haven't even heard of him and I'm a total hero nerd...No offense." I realized what I just said and apologized to Native who just stared at me with a deadpan stare.
"Some taken, though I guess I shouldn't be too surprised if my competition consists of All Might level heroes." Stain once again tried to attack him while I was distracted, aiming for Native's jugular, heart, and right lung with each of the blades he threw, with the killer himself wielding a rusty katana while aiming a full two-handed swing at myself.
A quick Delaware Smash sent the three blades wildly off course while a 5% Detroit Smash should deal with the incoming rusty blade. Should being the keyword here.
-650
"!" I exclaimed as my whole arm was cut off from the elbow down, blood gushing everywhere. "California Smash!" I sent another punch out, this time at about 50% power directly at Stain, hoping to knock him out before his quirk took effect and left me paralyzed...And Native helpless.
Stain: Hp: 300/1,500, Broken left arm, two broken ribs, light bleeding, -1hps
'Shit, I didn't kill him did I? That kind of damage could lead to shock and bloodloss...No, my body's completely immobile, I can barely move my facial muscles let alone anything else. He's still alive and conscious...Somehow.' What kind of willpower did this guy have? His END wasn't even that high! Was it a CHA buff? 'Partially correct.' Thanks for the pointless 'not' confirmation voice in my head. 'No problem'
'My arm isn't healing. A debuff? What the hell was that weapon? Refraction of Longevity? Damn, it's gonna be there for a few hours. At least I'm not losing any hp from the blood loss but this is going to be annoying.' I thought while staring at the stump where my left arm used to be.
"So it actually worked, who would have thought." Stain managed to spit out the words along with approximately way too much blood as he used another random blade to balance himself on. The earlier cursed blade having been lost in the tornado from earlier.
"Where did you get that. Who gave it to you. Do you have any idea what you're messing with?! That kind of power was not meant for just anyone!" It might have been the amputated arm talking but having someone use rune magic on me just felt...Insulting for some reason.
"You speak of it as if you've faced it before. No, as if you're intimately familiar with this strange power. Interesting." Stain said with a hoarse voice, spitting out blood as he did so. Honestly, I was mildly impressed with how he could move with all those injuries but I could admire his determination later.
"Don't take another step. Or the next Smash won't be as weak as the last." I bluffed, hoping he wouldn't call me out on it.
"Bullshit, you're paralyzed for at least a few more minutes. Nice try kid, but you could use a few more years before you can become a true hero. 'Shit'
I make a show of taking out my tongue. One of the few muscles I could still move positioned it against my teeth for a flick.
"Really? A tongue flick? You do realize that if you try that in your condition you could very well die." Stain said matter of factly. Bemused at the idea that his life might hang in the balance of a teenager's tongue...That sounded wrong.
"And if I don't you'll kill Native. What kind of a hero would I be if I wasn't prepared to take a risk for the sake of saving a life?" I hardened my resolve to Stain's psychotic pleasure.
"Well said boy! And I fully agree!" Stain charged at Native, goading me into taking my shot. I was prepared to do so but it was thankfully unnecessary since a very familiar leg kicked Stain while he was halfway to his target.
"I-Iida-kun! Nice timing, Stain has a paralysis quirk relating to blood, most likely via ingestion. Don't let his injuries fool you, he's still faster and stronger than most...Though that last kick seems to have put him on his last legs. Pun not intended." He barely looked like he heard me as he glared at the hero killer. 'Ah, crap. He's going full revenge mode.'
"Thank you for the information Midoriya-kun. Don't worry, I'll finish him off myself, then he'll never hurt anyone else again!" Stain didn't take to kindly to this. Granted with the way Iida worded it-
"You plan to kill me? How heroic." Stain said, sarcasm on full blast. "That armor, it reminds me of another false hero that met my blade before. Are you here for some petty revenge?" He was playing him. Stain was an expert in the art of taunting and Iida was going to fall right into it!
Seeing Iida tense his muscles I shouted out my objection before he moved. "Iida don't you dare go charging in! You're better than that! He's just goading you, begging you to lose yourself to rage and play right into his hands. He can't go on the offensive, his injuries prevent that. Stand your ground!" That seemed to calm him down somewhat. He didn't go charging in at the very least which was all I could really hope for.
Taking that moment to analyze myself I found a timer set to a few minutes, and a second one for a few hours. Considering what just happened I had a good hunch of what each one stood for. "Just give me two minutes, that's the time limit for his paralysis quirk."
"How the hell did yo-"
"Because I'm Izuku fucking Midoriya that's how!" It was as good of an explanation as any if they were being honest. At this point his name was synonymous with bullshit abilities that showed up seemingly at random.
"Midoriya-kun! Language!" I gave him a deadpan stare. Only Iida could make a big deal out of a little cursing when in a literal life or death situation. "And thank you. I almost lost myself there. Your right, what really matters right now is to bring Stain down with absolute certainty and no casualties." Iida's logical side took over for now, though he still focused too much on the secondary objective.
"Once again you prove my point. A real hero would have been focused on saving that guy and His successor instead of taking me down." …
"Did you just forget my name? Minutes after we said it." Native was mildly offended.
"I'm gonna be honest here you were an attack of opportunity. On my list of heroes that need culling your like...200th place or so. It gets hard to keep track of names that high up." Stain gave zero shits about Native's feelings and told him the straight truth.
"..." Native is now thinking of changing professions.
"Can we stop bullying Native and address the fact that you should surrender? I'm fairly certain that you have at least two broken ribs, a concussion, and several broken bones." I tried to be diplomatic which earned him some blood on my shoes courtesy of Stain. "...Well screw you too." That was just rude.
"How much longer Yugi-san?" Iida asked while looking at me. Using hero names now eh? Guess I should call him Tenya too.
"15 seconds, thanks for distracting him with that revenge talk by the way." The number one way to distract a fanatic was to get him ranting about his ideals...Wait a minute. Iida was looking at me. As in. He wasn't paying attention to Sta- "Wait Tenya don't look awa-!"
Tenya Iida: Hp: 200/640 Left leg crippled, heavy bleeding, -2hps.
"Tenya, you had one job!" Was all I could say before Stain charged Native once again. I prepared my previous risky move in hopes of stopping him but to my immense fortune another challenger appeared. And this one didn't bother with the usual dialogue and just froze Stain solid from the neck down.
Before getting his face burned right after just to make sure. Stain: Hp: 10/100, Wounds cauterized. Medium burns. Unconscious.
"...Shoto-kun, remind me to buy you the best Soba in Japan later." I have never been happier to see this beautiful bastard as I am now.
"I'll hold you to that Yugi-san. Now who was it that I froze solid and why did he stab Iida-san?" Shoto said with complete nonchalance...I need to hang out with this guy more often.
"Hero killer. Congrats by the way." I give him the credit for the 'killing blow' as it were.
"Hm." Right, this is still Todoroki, cool as always.
Suddenly, out of absolutely nowhere, a wild Mirko appeared and kicked me straight in the face at terminal velocity… Again. -300 "Yo! What did I miss?" She tried to be cool. Until she saw the human popsicle standing right next to her along with the still paralyzed D-lister, her limbless intern, and two more hero students, one of which was also injured…"Ok seriously. What did I miss?!"
"Mirko. I'm not holding back the next time we spar." I mumbled out while I was face first in the concrete. Until the paralysis finally ended allowing me to stand up. "Also, the hero killer. You missed the hero killer." I finished, pointing at the mini-glacier.
"Well shit. Guess I shouldn't have spent so much time fucking with Endeavor." She said sheepishly while rubbing the back of her head.
"You're forgiven." Shoto said instantly.
"No you're not. Also will one of you two help me find something. Stain had this rusty looking sword that I need to find." Iida and Native were fine for now, but that blade was way too dangerous to leave alone.
"Why would you care about some random ass sword?" Mirko got curious. My response was simply pointing at my severed arm. "Ah shit, that isn't permanent is it?" She sounded genuinely concerned for once. Progress.
"Thankfully no. But it will last for a few more hours. Hopefully that will tell you just how dangerous this thing is...Here it is." I analyzed the blade the moment I saw it. Its name and description were not helping me with my paranoia. Or was it just caution considering what happened?
Fragment of Buidhe(L): A B-class mystic code created from the shards of a true noble phantasm. Modern magecraft has made this weapon viable however it is no substitute for the genuine article. Negates non-magical healing factors.
'I have some serious research to do. Asobi was right, things were starting to get complicated. One thing's for sure, I'm not the only person who could use true magecraft.' *Police sirens in the distance. But first I had to explain this crap to the authorities...Can I get the psychotic serial killer back please?
Ok I'm not gonna lie this fight was a bit linear. Not that much else could really happen, honestly, if it weren't for the convenient new magical plot device Stain would have had little to no chance of winning this one.
Hell even with the addition he barely made the cut(haha) which snowballed into a near disaster if it weren't for the lucky interference Iida and(mostly) Todoroki. Yes, I rolled for the fight, Stain was actually rather lucky all things considered. Though Todoroki was a hair away from killing him(rolled a 19 instead of a 20. Very close)