NOW! I am still allowing PMing as long as it is RESPECTFUL! If you guys do anything like what those assholes did to me in the previous story, immediate block. No warning, nothing. Immediate block is what you get when you decide to be an asshole. Ahem, don't be afraid of lengthy comments, I tend to enjoy those the most and I do hope you all enjoy this story.
Part of this story was inspired by a comment from Chapter 15, by a guest. I am sure you'll be able to figure it out you all see it! I liked it soo much that i had to put it in!
"Ah, welcome to the land of the living," a soft voice spoke to Mae who groaned as she awoke. "Your husband is still asleep, but he did suffer more traumatic injuries," the man had long blue hair and soft amber eyes as he fixed the dose on her IV.
"Wh...where am I?"
"Your in a medical faclity made and run by Chaldea. Your injuries where far too complex for other hospitals to deal with," he smiled, assuring her.
"Who...are you?"
"I'm the Alchemist. Paracelsus Von Hoehenhiem," he explained. "I was assigned to watch over you and your husband. Along with your son whose resting in the next room."
"Kota-ugh," Mae gasped as she tried to get herself up only to groan in pain.
"Ah, ah," he sighed, gently pushing her back down. "I wouldn't if I where you, you still hurt pretty badly."
"Kota…"
"You son is fine," he assured her. "He's been keeping up with his schooling in the week you and your husband have been out. We've made sure he's been updated on your conditions, your out of the red zone."
"T..thank you…" she coughed, looking at him with a smile.
"Of course," he smiled. "Nothing is worse than a child without a parent," he giggled. "He's been a very good child. So, sleep a bit more."
"Kota...will he be here when I wake up," she asked.
"Of course," the man promised. "Get some more sleep now please," he urged.
"Right," she breathed. "Right…."
Paracelsus smiled as she went off into the land of dreams, making sure that her dose of Morphine was enough before moving to her immoblie husband and fixing up his dose as well.
"Seems like everything is going well," he sighed, clutching the clipboard tight before heading out.
"Paracelsus," Beni called out, rushing over as the man closed the door.
"Enma-san."
"How are they, chirp," she asked, fluttering around nervously as she looked to the closed door behind him.
"They are perfectly fine. Mrs. Izumi woke up for about 5 minutes and asked about her son, so I suspect that we will be able to use the healing on them soon enough," he assured her.
"Good, good," she sighed, looking relieved beyond belief. "I am glad that it turned out this way."
"I am sure," he smiled. "After all Muscular is missing his right hand no? The very one he was going to use to murder the both of them," he mused with a bright smile.
"I am a judge," Enma's eyes went dark. "And I punish accordingly….even if the public doesn't agree."
""Oh, your talking about that whole debacle," he rolled his eyes. "Honestly, the idiocy. I looked into where the boy would have gone. From the city to the solitary life of the forest with his mother's cousin. Not even that closely related the two of them. Priotitzing the ethics of your punishment to that man is idiotic. He was going to kill two outstanding heroes, on top of it a mother and father to a young child that he would have gone after too."
"But still...how these silver tongued reporters tell it…" she sighed. "I...hope that I made the right decision to leave everything to Shiki in the end. I have no regrets about my decisions….I stand by it."
"I have no doubt about that," he gave a short bow. "Now I have to report this to master so he can decide on the final treatment for them."
"Don't let me stop you," she ushered him off. She turned back to the closed door before her, smiling lightly before heading off in the other direction.
"Oh and Enma," Paracelsus called before he fully vanished. "I wouldn't worry too much about the reporters. These people have shown to much more common sense than we anticipated."
He left at that and Beni Enma could only hope it was true."
U.A
"Hey, did you hear," Itsuka murmured as she walked beside Shinso. "About what happened with some Chaldean Heroes?"
"Hmm? No," he shook his head.
"Well apparently the A ranked Villain Muscular had been making rounds and destroying properties prefecture to prefecture," she began. "And the Water Hose duo were the ones to corner him during his rampage, though they almost got killed because of it."
"I heard about that. They nearly died, but they are alive. If barely," Shinos hummed.
"Yeah, well two chaldean heroes. Ryoji Shiki and Beni-enma, managed to not only stop Muscular but half blind him," she breathed.
"Huh?"
"Apparently Shiki can see lines of death and managed to kill the sight in Musculars right eye, caused him a lot of pain and allowed the Sparrow Hero Beni, to swiftly slice him down by tearing at his achilles tendons to stop him from moving."
"I say he deserves it," Monoma hummed as he fell in line with Shinso. "He was a violent man, but without stability he won't do too much damage," he shrugged.
"Yeah, some people agree," Itsuka stated. "But when they asked Shiki to restore his sight, she said that it can't be restored. That she killed the life of that eye and it will remain blind forever," she breathed. "They are calling for Shiki to be taken off the Hero Roster lists and put into confinement after video surfaced of her explaining her quirk."
"I saw that video," Monoma exclaimed. "She said that once she slices a line of death nothing can restore it...it's pretty dangerous but she has good control over it!"
"Check out her defense," Itsuka urged as they stopped, the girl pulling up a video of the rather unsuspecting woman surrounded by reporters.
"Do you have anything to say about permanently crippling Muscular? About how much you have changed his life!"
"I say that he had it coming. He was going to kill the Water Hose duo who have a young child under the age of 8," Shiki seemed pissed despite her bland face. "Enma and I took restraint and merely immobilized him to the point he'd need crutches to get anywhere. There is the possibility of him regaining his full capability to walk. But I wouldn't put too much stock into it."
"But still! He could have had his life ruin-"
"Are yoiu saying that I should allowed a 8 year old boy to know his parents died to a man who would still be on the loose," Shiki was positively furious now as she glowered at all the reporters.
"No...but...ah-"
"Heroes do dirty deed to protect the ones that need the most protecting," Shiki began. "And sometimes their right assholes for no reason."
"That's not excuse for what you did to him!"
Shiki took a deep breath in that moment, her eyes bright as hje quirk activated before turning back to normal and then she explained.
"Endeavor has cremated villains alive while they were fully conscious," she smirked. "But he's able to get away with it because he's #2. US? NOPE~! Because you don't join the popularity polls we don't get the enjoyment of that protection."
"That's not-"
"Mirko was informed that the villain she was going after had a health condition that could make even small cuts lethal. She inflicted so many wounds that the villain died from blood loss less than halfway to the station after being denied medical treatment."
The Reporters where deadly silent as she continued.
"There was a villain who needed to wear noise cancelling headphones for his own health. President Mic took them away and used his Quirk on the villain at full force. He then discarded the headphones instead of placing them back on the villain. The villain later died from sensory overload. President Mic was fully aware that the villain needed those headphones for his own health. Yet you don't judge any of them for it. But when I, permanently half blind a villain to save two heroes' lives as well as prevent a child from being orphaned; being sent to a distant relative who might as well be a stranger to this boy, you want me thrown in prison. How hypocritical."
Itsuka shut off the video and turned to them.
"No wonder Present Mic Sensei was in a bad mood today…" Shinso murmured.
"They are still calling for her to be imprisoned for fear of her using her quirk to cause….accidents," she whispered as they passed by teachers who were arguing with one another. "Or...accidents in the name of Chaldea."
'Okay, this is getting ridiculous," Shinso grunted, hefting his backpack up higher. "Chaldea has it's pride and it doesn't do things half assed or secretly...when it comes to things like this," he coughed.
'But Chaldea certainly has it's skeletons," Monoma raised a brow before his smile fell. "Did you also hear? The UN is feeling pressure to drop it's funding of Chaldea, which is why the Chaldean fest is so expensive," he sighed, looking despondent. "Though it is cheaper than the Sports Festival or I-Expo."
"They can't drop Chaldea though," Itsuka gasped. "The rescue, cleanup and preservation efforts they lead...if they don't have funding then those go away."
"I feel like people only see their very few mishaps and want to get rid of them," Rin called as he hopped up from a bench he sat on. "I heard that Class A-1 robot saying how it was a good idea for Chaldea to be shut down," he rolled his eyes as he shoved his hands inside his pockets. "How they are 'ruining heroism for the world' or some junk like that," he gave a tch, before walking up to the trio. "I feel like they are not getting the same education as us...cause if they were then they wouldn't be saying that crap."
"That might be Aizawa's fault," Itsuka hemmed, hand on her chin in thought. "He is really critical of Fujimaru Sensei and used the USJ as a reason to stop classes of A-1 for a while."
"Hmm," Monoma contemplated before he shook his head. "Are you all taking a training period to go to the museum?"
"Yeah, I want to learn a bit more about mine personally," Itsuka sighed. "It's a difficult project after Chiron graduated by rough draft," she bemoaned as the others laughed. "Has Kan-Sensei berated all of you for not taking all training hours?"
"Yeah," they sighed.
"Let's forget about that and head to the Museum," Shinso interrupted their depressing thoughts. "I heard that Beni-Enma is heading there today for a pop up cafe."
"SHHH," Itsuka and Rin shushed him as other students looked at them. "Do you know how hard it is to get a table," they hissed.
"Sorry, sorry," he shook his head. "Come on, let's catch that bus."
"No need to tell me twice," Monoma smiled as he moved through the hall leading to the bus loading dock only to stop short. "Sensei?"
"Ah, Monoma, Itsuka, Rin," Vlad King smiled as he looked up from his book as he sat by the door. "The Museum is closed for now. Only a few days till the sports festival," he reminded.
``We know...we need to go to the Museum to finalize some things with our paper for Fujimaru-Sensei," Rin reminded his teacher. "And A-1 is pretty much behind on that whole assignment! They need this time to finish it!"
"Ahh, well we decided that it can wait-"
"That's not your decision to make though, sir," Itsuka reminded. "And the Museum is only ever closed on Sundays. It's Wednesday," she pointed out.
"Look," he sighed, closing his book and sitting up straight. "We had a lot of first year students drop out of the sports festival and we need all of you to be your best. And well...it seems like you're prioritizing Fujimaru's class instead of your heroics."
'We aren't Sensei," they protested. "We have been using the extra time to finish up our projects to have more time to train," Itsuka finished for them.
"Well, the Museum is off limits for the rest of the week and during the sports festival," he said.
"But Beni-Enma is cooking at a pop up shop today," Monoma gasped, looking horrified. "She only comes once a month!"
"Ah...about that," he sighed. "We don't want you anywhere near her or Shiki for the time being."
"But why," Rin gasped.
"Look, what they did to Muscular was out of line and they could have seriously injured him, good control over quirk or no," he warned.
"Shiki's quirk doesn't work like that Sense-"
"Go to the training ground Alpha, the rest of your class is there at the moment. You three were the last I needed to see," he told them, locking the doors and beginning to usher them to the other side of the school.
"What about me? Can I head to the Library," Hitoshi asked.
"No, you'll be in Gamma training ground for the time being. Present Mic is waiting for you, so head along," Kan shooed him off as Hitoshi sneered softly.
When they turned the corner and were fully out of view he turned to look through the clear doors to see one of the usual bus drivers, Kintoki opening it with a confused look.
"Yo, I got a full roster here for students heading to the museum today," he held up the clipboard of people. "And Beni's coming today as well."
"Yeah...about that...since the sports festival begins next monday...no one can go to the Museum...it's shut down for the week," Hitoshi shrugged. "None of us are allowed to go."
"We got no message from the Vice," Kintoki, as buff and scary as the dude was, he was pretty chill and a nice man to ask advice for. He took out his phone, thumbing through messages before shaking his head. "Yeah, nothing," he sniffed.
"I kinda...think it was UA decision," Hitoshi coughed, Kitoki's face contorting into some sort of disgust behind his ever present sunglasses.
"Well Enma-san isn't going to be very happy that no ones coming to her golden pop up cafe today," he sighed, hands on his hips as he pursed his lips in thought. "We set up this block of time for students only…"
"Does...um...does she take orders," Hitoshi coughed, looking at the man who hummed.
"Yeah, but she really prefers to see people's happy expressions...but I'd think she'd be fine with orders. She needs to do something to distract herself.," he sighed. "You gonna text your friends?"
"Mind waiting?"
"Or you wanna come to the Museum and tell her yourself," Kintoki smirked as he gave a wolfish grin to Hitoshi who smiled back. "Just need to hide under the seats for 5 minutes at most."
"Let's go," Hitoshi laughed as he rushed past the Golden Hero who chuckled before muttering
"Kids," he said fondly with a shake of his head. He rubbed the back of neck neck as he murmured lowly "….and this is going to be hell to explain to the boss…"
I-ISLAND
"They did what," Ritsuka hissed as he jumped up from his seat by his desk. Around him where the flashdrives of the recently reacquired blueprints of a certain tech. "How dare they!"
"Yeah Boss. Pretty shitty thing to do, especially when more than half the kids decided to up and not join the sports festival," Kintoki sighed. "No, I don't want any food! Please focus on the kids' meals!"
"Just eat the damned food Kintoki," Ritsuka sighed as the man began to complain even more.
"Boss-"
"You know she's not going to stop until you do eat something of hers,'' Ritsuka scoffed, sitting back down and accepting the wine that Moriarty poured. "Oh, I finally get alcohol after being over the legal limit for years now? Even with David Shield that amber liquid was stupid root beer."
"What makes you think I am giving you actual wine," the crime lord asked as Ritsuka sniffed the glass.
"Pomegranate Juice?"
"With a hint of grape and cranberry."
"I hate you."
``And I care about your liver," Moriarty shot back with a fluffing of his feathers. "Lord knows if you actually had the amount of Alcohol you needed you'd have the liver of a career alcoholic," he huffed.
"That is the point of drinking yourself to death," ritsuka shot back blandly before sipping the drink and going back to his phone conversation. "Hitoshi is with you?"
"Yeah, Enma-San is stuffing him full of moon cakes for dessert at the moment as she finishes the last of the orders. She's in a chinese mood at the moment."
"Poor child," Ritsuka coughed. Getting stuffed with divine tasting mooncakes was all well and good..but waiting and eating until Beni was satisfied was hell if you weren't a pro eater. "Save him when you get a chance, would you," he sighed.
"Of course. He looks fine...for now," Kintoki coughed. "Before you end this, I need to inform you of something."
"Hmm? If it's the Shiki and Enma situation I am well aware-"
"Ah...no," Kintoki interrupted with a sheepish laugh. "The Water Hose Duo wants to volunteer at the booth and hand out flyers as a thank you for saving them, along with bringing their son."
"I see no problem with that," Ritsuka shook his head. "They just got out of the hospital though.."
"Well, they are serious about repaying a debt they say they owe," Kintoki shrugged.
'Yes, yes," Ritsuka brushed off. "Anything else to note?"
"Ingenium and Kaumi Woods wish for backup in Hosu for the Hero Killer case as well," he explained. "It seems that Ingenium is the closest to finding him at the moment. Kaumi is being brought in for his help with being on the rooftops, since Eraserhead is not available at the moment."
"Send them details of the trio of Heroic Spirits I send to deal with the Hero Killer. Izo will play nice once he sees all the info they have on the man's patterns. Ingenium and Woods are willing to drop this for us, after the recent would be attacks on us," Ritsuka grumbled.
"Oh yeah! Tensei and Nishiya," Kintoki laughed. "Yeah! I love those two."
"Give them the info and inform Izo while we're at it as well?"
"On it boss! Hopefully you restrain yourself from killing anyone else while you're away," he laughed before the line went dead.
"Oh trust me," ritsuka grumbled, removing the phone from his ear to stare down at the phone in his hand. "I will kill that fucking rat…."
Behind his most trusted heroic spirits merely smiled as their master vowed revenge on the one being who seemed determined to...change them for the betterment of humanity.
Huh...a rat who hates humans trying to help them? Trying to help Fujimaru Ritsuka?
If anyone knew what was good for Humanity, it would be Ritsuka.
And only Ritsuka.
U.A.
"OIII! LOSERS," Class A and B 1 looked up to see a teen with wild purple hair and deep eye bags with the Chaldean hero Kintoki, smiling brightly with three giant bags. "Enma special food Delivery!"
"Hell yea," Tetsutetsu yelled as he rushed away from his battle partner, Jirou, and to the railing of the arena. "Hot Soba and grilled fish!"
"A burger for me!"
The rest of B-1 began to clamor for their food that was handed out to them with utensils that seemed to come with them all.
"Oi," Bakugou yelled. "The hell is this shit!"
"Well Beni-Enma is a pretty famous cook and she was coming to the museum today. But since it was closed without informing Chaldea, she had no one to give food to...but I went and took orders," Hitoshi shrugged. "Setsuna! Sushi?"
"Yeah," she yelped, detaching her hands to grab the food and bring it back to where she was sitting.
"You were told to go to training," Vlad King crossed his arms.
"And I was supposed to have a free period for training that I could make use of in any way I wanted. And I wanted to help Beni-Enma," Hitoshi shrugged as he tossed Pony her meal to which she jumped to catch. "So I did just that."
"Besides," Kintoki began, taking out a tube of something before handing it to Juzo. "Beni now got kicked out of her volunteer gig in which she fed the homeless," he sighed. "They don't want her there at the moment, so she decided to open up the cafe at the Museum so she wouldn't waste the ingredients she had bought," he shrugged.
A-1 jolted when he explained why Enma was so free now all of a sudden, they felt bad that she was kicked out but then they thought back to the report Izukui read on what happened to Muscular...
"Will she be opening a cafe during the festival," Yui asked as Togaru reached for some of her gyoza, to which she protected fiercely.
"Yeah, we got another spot and she's looking for volunteers. Same amount of money, along with tips if the customers are feeling generous," he shrugged. "Also free entry into the raffle and free tickets to the Chaldea Fes."
"Awesome," they all exclaimed.
"It's open to you kiddos as well," Kintoki called to Class A-1 who watched them all in silence. "If your teacher will let you," he glowered at Aizawa who felt his eyes turn on automatically. "Hmmph."
"That's it," Hitoshi said, clapping his hands to get rid of any residual food grease and dust as he stepped back.
"What about you Toshi," Itsuka called as she looked down at her food to pick out what part she wanted first.
"Eh Eh Eh...I'm kinda like 50% Mooncakes right now, she was in a chinese kick and stuffed me full of them...It hurts to move," he moaned, hand on his stomach.
"Well, I'm out," Kintoki nodded, grabbing the now empty bags before taking out a small plastic bag from his pouch on his waist. "Here...here's the other moon cakes you didn't finish," the hero coughed as he placed them gently in the boy's hand who looked ready to weep. "Good luck."
Once he left Hitoshi turned to the class and said-
"Who wants them...I'm about to vomit."
Thankfully Aizawa was quick enough to grab a trash can and push it in front of the boy by the time he hunched over to vomit the food stuffed inside of him.
"Damn," Monoma laughed, pointing to Hitoshi who looked like death washed over him. "I knew Enma san liked to feed people but to think," he giggled as Hitoshi glared at him.
"You see how it feels to be given 50 mooncakes and expected to eat them by an expectant Enma!'
"I'd like it," he shrugged. "I'd even prompte my family to eat it if I means I can get some of that godly food for free!"
"Your so obsessed with Enma and her food."
"All of Chaldean cooks are god tier Yui," Monoma shot back. "You've had some, so don't even!"
'I remember they where hosting an event a few weeks back-"
"OMG, Tetsu you where there," Setsuna gasped as the others from B1 talked about the food fest that the Chaldean Heroes held a few weeks prior.
A-1 could only watch in awe as they talked and conversed easily with one another, talking about something as simple as a food festival they went to prior.
"I was in the eating contest and Fujimaru Sensei said that since I won he'd given me 5 points exctra credit on the assignment," Tetsutetsu bragged.
"Geez! Are you a black hole," Monoma gapsed before he stopped. "Oh yeah," he turned A-1 who where on edge ever since he yelled at them about not doing their work. "How is all your assignments going? Fujimaru Sensei is quite the warlord when it comes to late work. He'll be back in two weeks and where expected top start final drafts now. We have had nearly a month so far now," he giggled.
They had nothing to say.
"I wish we could help but we all signed that student contract about not helping one another with preliminary research," he laughed as some of A-1 shook. "And Fujimaru Sensei also stated that unless you have a B or high in his class you can't choose the ancient Civilizations like Assyria or Babylonia. Persia, Greece, and many parts of Rome's history are blocked from people with below a B."
Many of B1 where struggling to hold in there laughter as Monoma kept up his poking of A1 and their lack of effort in Fujimaru's class.
"I even heard Fujimaru Sensei allowed you some slack after the whole USJ incident."
"Why the fuck do you even like that prick of a teacher so much," Bakugou growled out, ignoring the warning looks he received from his teacher.
"Hmmm," Monoma smiled.
"Jeez Monoma, your tuning to Fujimaru Sensei with that smile," Itsuka smiled as Hitoshi smirked.
"I guess you could say that he teaches us what is really needed in the end," he smiled, head cocking to the side as Bakugou stomped forward. "I've heard that in your class it goes in one ear out the next so he's had to try more hands on and that just makes the cycle repeat because Aizawa Sensei doesn't like him."
"Bakugou-"
"Don't give me that bullshit! And you, you purlple haired fucker. I heard that teacher wants you to replace the grape fucker he got rid of," he yelled to Hitoshi who stood up straight.
"Yeah, so what," he demanded, eyes narrowed as the others turned feral.
'Fucking funny that you can't even eat mooncakes without throwing up and he thinks you deserve to be in the hero course," he got up closer to Hitoshi.
'I wouldn't do that it I where you," Kousei sing songed. "He and Kintoki are close and good friends after all…!"
"What is that supposed to-ARRGHGH," Bakugou gasped as he was kneed without warning. Once he doubled over Hitoshi raised his leg up hight before slamming it onto his hunched back without any mercy, sending him sprawling to the floor as B1 whistled.
"Flying Axe Kick," Ibara hummed as Hitoshi jumped on the blondes back and pinned him to the ground.
'Like I said. Kintoki is a good friend of Hitoshi's," Kousei smiled. "And he has a want to see him in the Hero Course!"
"Get..GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME!"
No matter how hard Bakugou struggled, Hitoshi had a solid grip on him and wouldn't allow him up.
Wasn't he unable to do anything like that a month ago?
SERAPHIX
"Lord Longinus," a woman called to him as he approached the interrogation room. "We received a missive from our British Branch of Chaldea. Two heroic spirits," oh it was one of the children's heroic spirits.
"Yes. That's all we have unfortunately," he sighed. "Umm.."
"I'm Nursery Rhyme!"
'Nursery,' he smiled. "I will be speaking to Archimedes for the time being."
"Why? He's been interrogated by Jack, Hijikata and Carmilla a bunch of times," she said, the lancer flinching at the crazed family.
Carmilla and Hijikata were not what he suspected in a couple, but Chaldea was strange and with it came strange love affairs. The fact they claimed Jack as their child is even more strange and fitting at the same time…
"I need to ask him some things," he smiled.
"Well! Okay! Make sure you log everything into the computer and record the session! Don't worry about getting too violent or anything! Can't be worse than those three," she smiled as the Lancer nodded, moving to enter the room where a beaten up Archimedes sat. "Oh," he stopped to turn to look at her. "Can you ask...can you ask him about a man in a lab coat?"
"Sure," he nodded, smiling as she gave a quick bow before rushing off. He steeled himself, opening the door to see the roughed up heroic spirit chained to the table.
"Oh...Lord Longinus...what a pleasure," the man hummed, leaning forward before coughing. "Ugh. They are good at making sure that you feel human again."
"I know that the story of you being mind controlled is not true...to an extent," Longinus began, sitting down opposite of the mathematician who smirked at him.
"You're preceptive, I'll give you that," he nodded. "You know what happened."
"You were persuaded per say," Longinus continued. "They offered you something that you wanted at the time. But they didn't know how you worked."
"I got what I wanted, and I screwed them over. Don't see why I'm getting tortured," he shrugged.
'Why even go against Chaldea, if you do fear us?"
"I guess you could say I was curious as to what would happen if I did and decided I was too scared of Fujimaru to go against him...in the end."
"You act like he's a monster."
"You need to be in this profession, don't you," Archimedes smiled like he just cracked a joke. "And he knows how to walk the walk...a bit too well."
"He knows when to stop-"
"He used to. He's slowly changing. This world is so resistant to changing that it's driving him nuts," Archimedes laughed. "Most, if not all, of the world's worst villains start off with good intentions. And over time they realize being good is not going to get them damn near anywhere…'
"We will stop him if we need," Longinus sniffed.
"You act like you've been here long enough to know a damn thing," Archimedes smiled brightly as he leaned back, wheezing from the pain. "Their adoration is pure insanity. You don't spend nearly a fucking decade with some of the most twisted, perverse and power hungry people in history without conforming somewhat. You wouldn't be alive if they didn't like you to some extent."
"I know."
"They see him as their child, brother, friend, and lord," Archimedes pressed, smiling as Longinus stood straight faced. "They once threatened to kill him if he bent, proof of his weakness and unworthiness to have them as servants. Now they threaten death as a means of preserving the person he once was."
"You act like they worship him as a god."
"Come on," Archimedes hummed. "Us servants are nothing but stepping stones for mages to piss on when we've gotten them far enough. Fujimaru sees us as family and friends to party with, celebrate with...to love and cherish."
"It's appealing."
'Damn right it is," Archimedes laughed. "Appealing to the extent they will kill to protect it!"
"Where is Alter Ego of Astrology. Where in Japan?"
"Where else. Where he lived during the ages when he was alive," Archimedes groaned. "As for his true name...well you're keeping that secret for a reason, aren't you. Those two will go damn right crazy if they figure out who the Alter Ego is. The woman will want him dead, the man will want to torture him for what he did to him in life."
"It's best if they are not motivated by revenge….they are not avengers."
"You do have a sense of humor," Archimedes smiled. "I suppose you're right...but that's not all you wanted to ask me about."
"The Caster that All for One is contracted with...who is she?"
"Someone you should fear...she's crazy as she is powerful...and is itching to get Fujimaru under her thumb."
"So long as I am here that will not happen."
"Indeed, indeed. And so long as you're here, whatever place you're in is safe from the Boriga siblings. They wouldn't dare come anywhere near you."
"As they should," he sneered. "I will kill them for all that pain that brought unto Eurice."
"A good man you are," he smirked.
"Enopugh of this...who is the man in the Lab Coat seen with you," Longinus demanded as the other jolted.
"How do you know about him," he growled, eyes narrowing as he struggled against the binds.
"No need for me to explain. That is your job," he crossed his arms, glowering into the dull eyes of Archimedes who smirked.
"I guess so. But all will be revealed in the end, that man and Fujimaru have already agreed top meet. They know one another and they have...a complicated history with one another," he admitted.
"How do I know your not lying to me," Longinus contemplated, giving the other an unimpressed look that received a simple shrug.
"You don't," he admitted with a feral grin. "But the fact that he can destroy our spirit origins might."
"Then I will go and kill him this instant before Fujimaru is faced with such a tragedy," he roared, eyes wild as he thought of his new master."
"You're a good man...too good a man for Chaldea."
"I am under the impression that Chaldea was formed by the thoughts of a bad man, with amazing intentions."
"The road to hell is often paved...you know?"
They sat across from one another, silent as they each contemplated the conversation that just occurred.
I-ISLAND, LATER THAT DAY
"Again!"
Melissa stopped her walk to her fathers office as the voice of Ritsuka rang through the training grounds. Clutching her folders tighter she entered the observation deck, eyes widening as she saw Kingu and Ritsuka facing off against one another, in the Director's hand was a sword to which he used to redirect the chains that were Kingu's quirk.
He was so kick as he twirled between the flying chains, redirecting them with ease as he did his dance. He never once moved back, nor did he move forward.
"Your form is sloppy," Douman said from the side lines as he observed his director. "You're using too much of your emotions and letting that get you nicked."
"I'm pissed off," Ritsuka snarled, clutching the english blade tighter before rushing into the fray of chains.
It was a beautiful dance that he did, twisted in-between, under and even flipping over the chains and he attempted to close the distance between him and Kingu. Kingu, for the most part, seemed to be allowing the other to get closer as his hand began to morph into a blade, flicking up to block the attack Ritsuka did.
"You're using much more force than usual, being here nearly three weeks has sent you into a frenzy dearest brother," Kingu mocked as Moriarty and Sherlock, on the sidelines watching, sighed at his jabs.
"Keep mocking me and I will make you regret it my dearest older brother," Ritsuka snarled, pushing harder into the man who locked his feet into the ground.
"Oh, how I hope you will one day," Kingu's voice was...very longing as he said that. Like he really wanted it to happen. "I know you can, so long as you keep pushing," the man roared, a burst of energy sending the man back. "You will be able to finish me off...like a human!"
Melissa shrieked as the director went flying through the air limp and seemingly unconscious from the impact before her mind caught up with her and she saw him twisting in the air. He fell to the ground, sliding further back before he found his footing and shot off toward his brother once more.
"Does he have a quirk," she whispered, watching their high powered attacks in awe as they twisted and twirled around one another. "He...he has too."
"I assure you he doesn't," a rough voice snapped as Melissa shrieked once more and whipped around to come face to face with the Dioscuri, Castor and Pollux. "He has no need for one," Castor sneered as he approached the edge of the railing. "He's strong the way he is."
He stared down at the fight before him with some sort of reverence and obsession, like he was hoping for bloodshed between the two.
"Lord Brother is correct," Pollux nodded seriously as her hand went to the blade at her waist. "Director Fujimaru has no need for a quirk! Through sheer will power was he able to unlock the power within himself!" She nodded once more as her eyes closed like she was contemplating something deep.
"But...that sounds like quirk activation to me," she hummed before yelping as a discus was under her neck and unnerving glowing eyes found her own.
'Did you not hear my beloved sister," he breathed, looking unhinged despite his pristine appearance. "He has his power through sheer dedication and will power, quirks don't have a damn thing to do about it." His voice, though no more than a whisper, sent shivers down her spine that she couldn't comprehend.
"Lord brother! Director will be very upset if you cause harm to her person,' Pollux gasped, not at all seemingly phased by her brother's disturbing shift in character. "He might send us back home!"
Thats what they where worried about?
"Tch," he sighed, leaning back and removing his weapon from Melissa's neck. "Keep in mind what we have said woman," he warned, moving down with his sister to the stairs. "Otherwise you will find a myriad of unpleasantries."
They continued down and out of range, the girl breathing heavily as she looked back to Ritsuka who was snarling as he was caught up in his brother's chains. They were pulled taunt and fully immobilized him, until he managed to wiggle out of them by dislocating his shoulder and falling down onto the other who yelped.
"Feral child!"
"Come on! Let's duke it out," Ritsuka laughed.
Melissa was afraid of them for sure...but Ritsuka was still very nice to her, even if he was a bit scary at times.
But then again...wasn't every hero?
IDATEN, HOSU
"Sir Ingenium," a girl's voice drew Kamui and Ingenium away from their conversation to the girl beside them.
She wore a very sexualized version of old time fisherman wear, with some strappy heels as well.
'Umm...yes?"
'I am part of the Chaldena Trio that was sent to get information on Stain,' she smiled, bowing lightly before motioning the other two to come forward. "Hajime! Izo!"
"Tch...just get the info for us Erice," Izo whined as he rested his sheathed blade on his shoulders. He looked so bored, if his ear picking was any indication.
"Izo-san...it was you who wanted to fight the hero killer," Hajimae sighed as he cracked his neck.
"Wait what," Kaumi gasped.
"Tch! What's so surprising about that huh," he demanded, glowering at the two heroes who stepped back.
"Izo...we know you're strong...but Stain...he's another level!"
"I am better than him! I am the Original! I am the first-"
Eruice slammed a hand over his mouth, stopping him from saying another word as she glowered at the man.
"Huh?"
"Nothing, Izo simply gets all worked up with the Hero Killer because they are very similar in regard to how they work...though their ideals do differ, worry not," Saitou smiled with a wink as he placed a hand on his hip. "So...how about that briefing?"
"Yes," Kaumi nodded. "The waiting room is right over there and there is some food-"
"I am to be on the front lines going against the Hero killer," Eruice smiled a sad smile. "The Director wants me to understand that fanatics are people that can either be saved or not by a single look. I am to fight him if things come to such a situation."
"But your only a child-"
"And so were you when you chose this path. We are not so different," She said with a smile, moving past the two heroes to follow the other men into the conference room where a projector awaited them.
"I mean..she's not wrong," Tensei hummed.
"But still...are the rumors true of Chaldea using children and teens as full heroes,'' Kaumi began to say.
'Chaldea would only have those people if they had extremely powerful quirks. If not then who knows what would happen to them? You know how the Heroes Commission is like," Ingenium sighed. "They aren't kind to powerful people."
"I know...I also heard that the Heroes Commission tried to have someone sneak their way into Chaldea?"
"As someone looking for a job...it didn't go over well and now they are filing a lawsuit against Chaldea for cruel and unusual punishment."
"Chaldea has warned them many times…" Kaumi trailed off.
"Chaldea is getting into more and more trouble for the tiniest things that make stuff like this blow up," Ingenium sighed. "It really is a witch hunt."
"I guess so…"
"What should we do to help," Kaumi found himself asking. 'They help so many people, quirkless, homeless and disadvantaged without so much as a need for thanks…"
"We just need to be there for them," Tensei smiled, the memory of Raikou singing a lullaby to the children whose parents were still missing after a building collapsed rearing its head. It contrasted to the absolute brutality she displayed when the villain was in sights.
They were good people, they just took things to extremes.
"We best help them now."
"Yeah.."
They entered the conference room with twin smiles as they approached the three. If it was only a little bit, they would help as much as possible.
Because that's what heroes do.
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