Every nerve ending in Souseiki's body screamed for relief. The amount of pain she felt even after a day was immense and merciless. Her thoughts frequently visited that moment when Shigaraki appeared out of the soot and debris. Her blood boiled at the thought; he should have just left her there if he and his buddy didn't have anyone that could properly heal her wounds. The only remedy she had here for her muscles were sweltering, soul-sucking baths. "Shit, fuck, ow ow ow…ah," Souseiki whined before giving a satisfied sigh. Her body was now submerged in the burning water as she reminisced on the previous day's events.
Their presence surprised her, to say the least. Souseiki wasn't exactly waiting for a villainous duo to barge into an already chaotic situation and become her heroes. This guy in particular, who she thought she would never cross paths with again, but despite it all Souseiki let out a sigh of relief she didn't even know she was holding in. "Look at me," Shigaraki stated wanting her attention. "We're moving fast, so I need you to haul ass too," he demanded. "Kurogiri!"
With the simple shout of his name, the man has used his quirk and dropped the female assailant next to Souseiki. The brunette's eyes widened in fear as she saw the unconscious body sprawl at her side. "What are you going to do?" Souseiki gulped. Her arms were finally moving again and attempted to push her up into her feet. With trembling legs, she took shaky steps towards her newfound hero. Without warning, Shigaraki ripped a good amount of her top and painfully jerked at her hair stripping a fair amount of strands out.
Despite the harrowing protests being shouted by the brunette he left her side and brought the items beside the girl, "This should work," he uttered to himself, but before any more actions could be taken he turned due to an odd feeling in his gut telling him to do so. His eyes met brown ones. They watched him intently as if in doing so they would learn a new trade or something of value. "Send her home," He said without breaking eye contact. A black fog slowly enveloped her body and pulled her back into it until she was out of sight.
Kurogiri stood with arms akimbo as he stood behind Shigaraki staring at the "I could drop some stone and debris on top-"
Shigaraki shook his head and began running his nails against the flesh of his neck, "DNA..that would be no good," he muttered, If I decay the body enough," His verbal thoughts ceased as he squatted down and placed his hand on the girl's face with a vice-like grip. "Piece of shit- causing an entire scene," he said with each word coated in venom.
The second man stood behind and watched as the body slowly deteriorated before his very eyes. The stench of decaying skin assaulted his nostrils, but it was evident that such an atrocious fetter did not bother the teenager one bit. The two watched as the body slowly decayed to the point of being a simple, unrecognizable lump. Shigaraki released his grip and stepped on the tatter of cloth he had ripped off Souseiki's top. He ground it into the dirt before stepping back and looking at Kurogiri. A dark, menacing fog formed above the decayed body, debris and stone came raining down on top of the body as they disappeared as well.
Hours after Shigaraki had stepped in with a misty figure and fished her out of the area the media swarmed in like flies to shit and started questioning the few witnesses. Souseiki watched all the commotion go down via television. The reporter's brows were knitted in concern as she told the story of the Pro-Hero Flux's daughter bravely standing up against the villain that had a vendetta against her father. "No one knew who she was at first until the assailant spoke up. The villain relentlessly attacked her even after seeing she was a defenseless, quirkiness, teenager." On the screen, detectives, her father, and two brothers could be seen looking through the rumble for any kind of clue as to her whereabouts. Nothing was found until her father shifted the terrain and under a pile of stones were tatters of her clothes and a few strands of hair.
With the planted evidence and lack of actual eyewitnesses near the end of the bout, forensic analyst, along with side detectives, determined Yabe Souseiki to be deceased. This message sent the media into a larger frenzy. From noon until midnight all news outlets were about, "The young and quirkiness violently murdered."
Souseiki lowered herself into the bath and blew bubbles into the water out of frustration. "Hello? Have you actually died in there, Yabe Souseiki?" Drawled a smooth voice after a knock boomed through the bathroom. The young girl stayed quiet and glared at the end of the bathtub. "Shigaraki Tomura, I fear-"
The addressed teenager glanced at the mist man from down the hall. "Leave her alone," he said before eyeing the old television set that was adjacent to him on the counter. "Everyone thinks she's dead. But I don't know if she'll go along with it."
A deep voice came from the television set and spoke, "Yabe Souseiki. She's the repressed daughter of Flux. On social media, she attempted to hide she openly expresses distaste for her home life, especially her parents who would insist she trains her physical strengths to become a Pro. Mere conflicting viewpoints separated this family, but if anything Souseiki is still young with a malleable conscience. This will work out perfectly if she is given the right incentive. It is now your duty to bring Yabe Souseiki to the conclusion that staying with us is in her best interest." With that being said the television went dark and the two men sat in utter silence.
Shigaraki's head lulled back. His red eyes squinting up at the dim lights. "We should have just let her be," Kurogiri said calmly as he stood at the end of the bar's counter.
Hearing such verbiage caused the teenager's gaze to snap in his direction. "I need her alive," he spoke as his hand reached for his neck and began scratching, "You don't understand, we need her alive," his voice slowly been to rise, "She's an essential part to this game. Without her, we'll get a game over before we even meet the first boss. Shut up if you don't understand the necessity," he spewed out as the scratching became more intense and left behind deep angry marks.
"My apologies Shigaraki Tomura," Kurogiri apologized. He quickly turned and stopped at the restroom door once again and knocked.
Irritated Shigaraki stood up and shouted, "I said leave her alone!"
"I really need to go-" he said meekly as he dropped his arm.