Fubuki'S POV
?: AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH! OH MY GOD !
?: WHY DIDN'T SHE STOP THE TRAIN?!
?: I THOUGHT SHE HAD THE POWER TO CONTROL OBJECTS ?!
?: Tch, to say that the little sister is stronger than the big one.. Shit, someone call an ambulance for these men!
?: RUN AWAY! THERE IS ANOTHER MONSTER!
There is a lot of turmoil around me. Jerky steps head straight for the metro exit. Civilians are desperately trying to flee a new monster that has just appeared.
As for me, I am completely paralyzed. Not out of fear, but of indignation towards myself. I am totally shocked.
Yes, the worst thing that could happen to me, happened well in front of me.
It all started when I was on patrol with my men, the Class B heroes who are part of the Blizzard Group. This group is a faction of heroes that I created to defeat my sister, Tatsumaki, the most powerful esper.
She can lift mountains and shake cities with her powers.
I also got these supernatural powers but... not as powerful as my older sister.
Everyone thinks I'm the big sister, when it's completely the opposite. It's because to our big difference in size.
Since my sister is a loner, I told myself creating a group of heroes would make me more powerful, and that it could keep our ranks high on the heroic ranking. All thanks to collective work.
Nevertheless, this strategy annoys Tatsumaki. Not because she's afraid that my plan will succeed, but because my soldiers are obstacles that prevent me from progressing, she says. Tatsumaki had told me once that my "friends" were weakening me, during an argument.
Anyway... Going back to the moment when my team and I had gone to the subway station, a tiger-level monster suddenly attacked the civilians. My team was trying hard to stop him, but they were too weak in the face of this monster.
I was not able to help them in time because I was busy evacuating the civilians. They were totally panicked, and no longer seemed to know where to go to survive. After that, I had quickly joined the Blizzard Group to help them. However, they were all stuck on a wide wall...
Without thinking, I had used my psychic powers to defeat this creature. This monster threw glue at everything, on anything that move. After this long fight, I had succeeded but with a lot of difficulty. I was tired, my clothes were torn in some areas, and I had visible injuries on my body.
When I was showcasing my poor abilities, several citizen had returned to observe this disaster. Now, a woman had rushed to the path but I had immobilized her with my powers. She was shouting out loud that her daughter had fallen on the subway track, and that the train was coming soon.
Indeed, I had not heard anything at the time since I was distracted. Basically, I was too busy stabilizing my opponents... But this time, having paid more attention, I heard the train.
The girl, who looked like a high school student in her uniform, was glued to the track and crying profusely. She calls for help and then look at her mother, as if it was the last time, she would see her. Her gaze defined despair...
From this moment, I had concentrated sharply in order to pull her toward me, but she was still lying on the track.
I didn't understand why. It was at this point that I discovered that the infamous glue that this monster had projected earlier, had unfortunately landed on her. It had troubled and irritated me even more, that a sticky liquid seemed to be stronger than my power..
Unfortunately, I had no choice but to stop this big modern train, by myself! Obviously, as always, I could not silence my doubts. I had a big complex about my powers and I was wondering if I was really able, to stop such a big train in motion.
Alas, the train was part of our field of vision a few minutes ago. The mother had screamed with all her might. In addition, I remember the terrorized glances displayed by the passers-by when they saw the train. Nevertheless, some of them had encouraged me to stop this public transport...
Well..
Although I had believed in the miracle at the last second and I was determined to use all my power, even bleeding from my head,
that hadn't been enough...
The train had continued its way by crushing the high school student as if nothing had happened.
Currently, another monster is projecting glue like the other before him. Passers-by are once again frightened... However, I couldn't move. I was paralyzed by my own terror.
Someone died because of me..
Looking at my hands, as if they were filled with blood, I reflected on my inability to save others. However, I return to reality when I feel a sharp pain taking hold of my cheek. I suddenly fall to the ground because of tiredness and surprise of the blow.
I hold my cheek and see this mother look at me with hate, her hand raised. Tears surely of rage and sadness after losing her daughter, flowed abundantly on her cheeks.
Mother: WHY DIDN'T YOU SAVE MY LITTLE GIRL?! IF THE TRAIN WAS TOO MUCH FOR YOU, WHY DIDN'T YOU USE YOUR WITCHCRAFT TO MAKE HER FLY TO ME, IDIOT?!
Fubuki: I tried but the glue was too much... I say without understanding my words.
Mother: BULLSHIT ! IT WAS THIS LIQUID THAT PREVENTED YOU FROM BRINGING MY DAUGHTER BACK?! HOW WEAK ARE YOUR POWERS?! I PAY THE HERO ASSOCIATION FOR THESE FOOLS?!
Fubuki: I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY! I really am but... GO TO THE SHELTER MADAM, THE MONSTER MAY ATTACK YOU AND-
Mother: You're not worth anything unlike your sister in class S! IF SHE WERE HERE, SHE WOULD HAVE SAVED MY DAUGHTER! SHE IS THE HEROINE, NOT YOU!
These words paralyze me once again. My heart tightens strongly and I started crying without realizing. This pain in my chest strengthens.
The worst thing is that deep down, I agree with her. I know very well that I am nothing compared to my sister, who can move buildings and create powerful tornadoes.
She is the second S-rank heroine after all...
The mother who succumbed to me from all her hate, surely wants to take the opportunity to hit me again. However, the first C-Class hero, suddenly appears and holds her from behind.
Mumen rider: MADAM! YOUR SAFETY IS MORE IMPORTANT! WE NEED TO PUT YOU IN THE-
Mother: IT WAS MY DAUGHTER WHO WAS IMPORTANT! LET GO OF ME! She screams desperately.
Mumen Rider: Will it be okay Miss. Blizzard?!
Fubuki: Yes, yes, go ahead.
The Class C hero was forcibly bringing this woman to the exit. She insulted me verbally and seemed to still call her dead daughter, while unleashing herself on her savior.
As for the monster, he devoured the blood on the tracks. Gosh.. something broke in me as I watched the scene. My inferiority complex upsets me. A violent migraine raged in my head.
Blood continued to flow on my forehead, but I didn't care. I don't want to succumb to my injuries, not now.
I slowly rise despite the pain. Finally standing, I walk directly towards the exit, at a snail's speed. With each step, my injuries hurt more and more but no matter, I have to get out of here. Other monsters were starting to come and given my condition, I won't be able to fight them or stand up to them.
When I was travelling, I didn't see the Blizzard Group. They were probably outside getting treatment or being transported to the hospital. I could say this since I heard alarms that I would recognize between a thousand, that of emergencies.
I am now outside. The cold of the night makes me tremble and reinforces even more my inner discomfort. I see ambulances and some Class C heroes, who frame the place.
Passers-by were watching this terrible scene at this late hour, but some notice me and then stare at me strangely.
They seemed to be whispering something about me.
Great... my career as a hero is likely to take a hit.
Unlike the moon shining with a thousand lights, my mind had plunged into darkness because to my intertwined negative feelings and emotions.
My dark ideas crossed my painful head, again and again. Indeed, my torments are getting darker and darker, since I have yet again put my team in danger, and I am responsible for the death of a young girl.
At least I'm sure of one thing,
I am weak.
When I think about it, if Saitama had agreed to be in my group or if he was just there, we could have had a happy ending. Now, despite my attempts, he nonchalantly refuses my invitation to become a member of my fraction...
Tch, I can say that he has the same point of view as my sister... I have never forgotten what he told me at our first meeting, "that bringing weak people into my group will not be able to help me when I fight an enemy stronger than me"...
I wanted so much to believe that it was rubbish, but part of me agreed with him. It frustrates me even more.
I have to keep in mind that this man will never agree to join my Blizzard Group. After all, I am not his friend but a simple "acquaintance". He had said this to my sister without a shame in front of me, as if for him, the bond of any friendship between us was a big mistake or a misunderstanding.
Just to remember his words, hurts me even more. I can't say if this unhappiness is emotionally or physically at this point...
In summary, I endangered my loved ones, Saitama will never join the Blizzard Group, my sister was right and ...
I AM WEAK AND BECAUSE OF ME, A YOUNG GIRL DIED! HOW CAN I BE A HEROINE, IF I AM SO USELESS?!
h-how..how could I be so naïve? For years I have been burying my head in the sand! There had to be a death for me to finally understand that all my efforts were useless?!
I will never surpass my sister, I will never reach the S rank or the top rank of Class A, and I will not be able to protect anyone, even my Blizzard Group. This guilt and hatred of myself has there for far too long. But today they are much heavier.
I know that these emotions and feelings accentuate my pain or weaken me more, but I can't help it... My tears are flowing more and more and my gaze was empty.
Why am I not the one with Tatsumaki's superpowers? Why was I born with these feeble powers? If I had been a loner like my sister, I would be more powerful? Why am I unable to protect others? Why is the Blizzard Group so weak? There's nothing better than working together, right? So why I...
ENOUGH, I'M TIRED OF THINKING! Nothing matters...
When I continued my solitary walk in the middle of the road, I didn't see Saitama and Genos running in the opposite direction from mine.
I had not seen Saitama stop since I continued to walk straight ahead, not knowing the destination of my walk filled with sorrows.