Title: 逃げる手 - The Hand That Bleeds
Rating: T
Summary: "I don't want to be a Hero. I want to be a Healer. My Quirk is made for healing, like my mom's, not fighting so I train to fight like a Hero to be a Healer. I want to help others to the best of my abilities." Hisoka Matsushita, raised by her mother and who never knew her father, never could quite understand where the path she would eventually take would lead her to.
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Prince- Hisoka would hug you back. Maybe. If she's not in crazy mode. Lol. Really? Just a week? Prince, she's not been having a good few months (mostly) with one thing after another happening to her and with her sanity... Well... Let's hope for the best and prepare for the worst. Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
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Chapter 38
To The End Of All Might
Location: Destroyed Warehouse, Kamino Ward, Yokohama, Kanagawa Prefecture, South of Tokyo, Kantō, Japan
Date: August 11, 20XX
Even when she couldn't see what was going on, Hisoka could hear just fine as she bit her bottom lip, a trickle of blood dribbling down her chin. She could hear that gravelly voice speak that sent shivers down her spine; she could hear the grunts of pain from the Heroes, the breaking of buildings and rubble falling, and the beginning cries of injured civilians.
They were lucky to not have been caught in the blast - couldhavebeenkilledstainedonthewallsandneverseetheirfirendsagain.
And then she could hear the mocking clapping began.
Hisoka felt more sweat trickle down her face as the Villain spoke, voice loud and clear for the world to hear, "As expected of Number Four, Best Jeanist! I was trying to blast everybody away! But in an instant, you controlled everyone's clothes and pulled them out of harm's way! Your judgment... Technique... You've got nerves of steel." He sounded like a proud father, congratulating his son for getting an A+ on the final exam.
"G-gah."
"The strength that you possess is the result of considerable training and practical experience... Yours... I don't need your Quirk." She could only guess what happened to Best Jeanist as she heard him grunt and then a soft thud, knowing he was then knocked out of commission. "It doesn't quite fit Tomura's personality."
Her fist tightened, mind shifting to a more agreeable state, as the feeling of uselessness came forth for being able to do nothing while she stood here! Yet the other part of her knew she couldn't do anything against that Villain - the imposing aura making her unable to move, breath caught in her throat, legs stuck against the ground like they were trapped in cement - and she knew it was useless when their intended targets were nowhere to be seen.
She then heard a splash of some kind of liquid and his voice...
"Ugghh! Smells like shit. The hell is this?!"
Bakugo! Then that meant-
"Bakugo..."
Fumi! There was Fumi! Right there! Mere feet away! Her mind raced, all other thoughts stopping as they focused on the sound of her childhood friend's voice. He was right there... She needed a plan; she had to move!
Bakugo-san has sneered at Fumi, his tone rough as he had said something to him while attempting to gather himself.
"I'm sorry, Bakugo," the Villain said in that menacing voice and then she heard more groans and the same wet sound from before, coughing as multiple bodies hit the ground. His voice was chilling, every move he made calculating and overflowed with power. They knew if they were caught; if any made a move or said a word out of line against him, could very well be the end to their short lives.
She needed to get to him... them, this was not a Villain any of them could stand against... Her whole being wanted to move, and she gripped the wall with her hand, trying to hold herself back.
"Sensei..."
"You've failed again, hmm Tomura? But you cannot get discouraged; all you need to do is try again. I brought back your comrades, and that boy too because you deemed him an important piece. Try as many times as you like, that is why I'm here... Everything... Is for your sake..." He praised Shigaraki, speaking to him like a son.
She didn't want to hear anymore, feeling herself shaking, the need to move, when she felt someone grab her wrist as she started to move and the action stopped her. Snapping her head to her right, she looked at Yaoyorozu-san gripping her wrist, the other gripping her sleeve as she stared at Hisoka with eyes wide and full of fright, not wanting any of them to go there.
(She had to move! He was in the most danger she'd ever seen before in her life, right in front of an enemy who just blasted away god knows how many Pro Heroes... She needed to get to him... She had to do something!)
To run.
To stay hidden.
Scared like the child she was.
Yet she stopped, letting out a low breath, teeth clenching together, as she somehow got her shaking slowly under control, letting Yaoyorozu-san's hand move into hers, gripping the life out of it while Kirishima-san had gripped her shoulder unknowingly, looking down. They were all shaking in fear; she could see the sweat on their brows... She saw Iida-san gripping Midoriya-san, not allowing him to move to the enemy.
She had to do-
"...It looks like he came after all," Sensei said with a scoff and they all heard something, looking to the sky.
As the ground trembled upon impact, Hisoka moved to look as the other appeared, watching through a hole the blast from earlier had made, in time to see All Might upon the villain in an instant, fists planted firmly in the Villain's palms as they held on with equal strength.
"I'll make you give everything back, All for One!" All Might announced in a shout of rage.
"Do you plan to kill me again, All Might?" All for One pressed, breaking their contact apart with a burst of power. Hisoka lowered her head, closing her eyes when they did as they sent shockwaves, breaking the wall even more from the sheer pressure of their attack. "You sure took your time getting here, didn't you? The bar isn't more than five kilometers away from here... It took well over thirty seconds after I sent the Nomu for you to arrive." All for One let out a dark chuckle. "You've gone soft, huh, All Might?"
"You're one to talk, All For One, but none of that matters! I won't make the same mistakes I made five years ago. I will take back Young Bakugo and Young Tokoyami and defeat you for good if it's the last thing I do! Your Leauge of Villains Puppets too!"
Hisoka saw the Villain boss laugh, such a frail wet sound it was. "That won't do... There's so much for us to do... Hmmmm... How difficult... Ahh... This will do it, then."
Hisoka rose up to look again as the battle triggered a wave of destruction all around them, rubble and dust raising as the building kept on getting destroyed left and right. She watched in awe at their sheer power as All Might was thrown to the right, hitting one concrete building after another with a force that would have broken all of her bones upon the first building.
Bakugo cried out for him, his voice muffled with the exploding sounds, "All Might!"
Fumi could only stare in fright, trying with all his might to hold his ground, feet slowly sliding back, from the blast of the attack. He could see that the situation was tipped in the Villain's favor.
All for One looked down on them. "Hmmm... I suppose this is how things happen." He turned towards the male students. "There is no need to worry. He won't die from something like that. In any case, I need you to leave, Tomura, and to take these kids with you." He used some strange ability, black hyper techno-like appendages grew from his fingers, on the comatose Kurogiri and turned away from them. "Now leave."
"Sensei..."
Raising from the demolishment with a growl, All Might met the head Villain on once more while still conscious Leauge of Villain members studiedly moved towards the two boys. Everyone knew the two opposing powerhouses were holding back - that each side had more power at their disposal. Their presence made it impossible for them nor was escape possible at the moment.
There wasn't much time left! The other Villains turned towards Bakugo and Fumi, positioning themselves to fight. Six on two was bearly even a fair fight, not that the Villains cared, but both males did what they could. They had to do something...
"All Might..."
"We need a plan! We have to do something!" Hisoka hissed, knowing full well they would not allow her to go on her own.
Midoriya saw her look, mind working overtime. He looked around at all the possible routes, all the possible outcomes... There had to be a way to save them without anyone getting hurt... There was a plan he had come up with if Kacchan was the only captured but he had to factor in Tokoyami. He thought over and over what to do, trying to find the perfect opening. Anything to-
"Midoriya-san!
Green eyes stared at red-rimmed brown eyes, widening as he saw a look of pure determination - to trust her no matter what - he had only seen in them once before. "Leave Fumi to me. Get to Bakugo."
She had thought of something.
He nodded turning to tell the boys his plan while Hisoka turned to Yaoyorozu-san, asking, "I need you to make a few things quickly. Can you do that?" There were only minutes, no, seconds to pull this off. At her nod, Yaoyorozu-san turned around away from the boy as they got into position, activating her Quirk. Within moments, she had made a few smoke bombs, flash bombs, and warped version of Aizawa-sensei's capture weapon similar to a grappling hook. Hopefully, her plan would work.
They got into position.
All of the sudden, they could all feel the temperature drop and Fumi could see fog come from his mouth for a moment by several degrees. The cold made him shudder as ice blasted across the ground and into the air, creating a spiked ice structure to their left. Then in came the troopers, shooting across the night sky. Fumi was a lost for words at the perplexing sight of flying teenagers. But he knew what it meant. They were actually being saved by their classmates!
Saved!
Hisoka wasn't there...
He had no time to think, though, as he began to run where a staring Bakugo was. Hands sparking in explosions, he was about to blast off towards them and reunite with the group that had come to save him - them.
He had to get to them!
Fumikage tried to follow but Dabi tackled him from behind, causing both to stumble forward onto the ground roughly. He tried to wiggle from the other's grasp, growling and seething with rage. "Get off," he hissed, beak snapping at the Villain, red-hot anger boiling under his skin.
But-
He-
He had only faltered for a moment but that had proven to be his undoing. He could only watch with confusion and panic and watched as Bakugo and an identical copy of himself were propelled on their way by Bakugo's exploding Quirk. How?!
What?!
No?!
What the hell?! No! No no no! He was right here!
They had reached Kirishima's stretched out hand upon his cry to come and with a sickening growing knot in his stomach, he realized who it was! The two groups clashed together like an exploding supernova, away from the Villain's reach.
All except for one.
"Bakugo, watch out!" Fumi shouted, hoping, just hoping that his voice would reach them. It did and he was glad they had seen it but it turned to horror as it was his body that fell to the ground from one of Bakugo's attacks. Even when he knew it wasn't him (he was right here!), it was still unformable to watch his bruised form bleed away to expose the form of the blood stealing girl.
He had felt helpless right then and there, and for a moment had thought Hisoka had not come to save him - that everyone would leave him behind and at the mercy of the Villains, that he would be taken away and never heard from again - while the Villains had made a last-ditch effort to get back the flying students.
He sighed in relief, closing his eyes as he relaxed in Dabi's grip and let his head fall the ground. They were gone. They were safe. That's what mattered.
Now-
BANG!
Fumi snapped his head up at the ground. A bright white flash had blinded the panicked Villains and the outraged Shigaraki, stunning them as they and himself had to cover their eyes in hopes of not being blinded. He smelt smoke moments later, feeling Dabi's grip on him loosen enough for him to stand in a blind stumble to get away. Cracked eyes revealed a blurry smoke screen on top of the ice spike and then something had come out of it, long and grey, hurtling directly at him.
"Get him!"
"I can't see!"
"We can still at least get one of them!"
He heard shouts behind him, movement to run and grab him, and the call of his name and that moment of doubt he would always regret as the grey thing had wrapped around him and pulled him forward, off his feet. He grabbed on, holding on for dear life as an elderly Pro Hero had sped past him, "Get out of here you dang brat!" and then they were bouncing off of the Villains' heads to stop them from getting any closer to him.
Another bomb was hurled at the ground where the Villains squirmed, sending off another bright light that stunned them this time and he saw no more as he was pulled in the slowly clearing smoke.
Then he saw her.
"Fumi..." He could hear her whisper as he had sped past her. There were tears pricking out of the corner of her eyes.
"Hisoka..." He let out a breath he didn't know he had as he fell on top of the waiting duo that had helped soften his fall.
Hisoka landed beside them with a soft thud moments later, taking the tool she had used to rescue him off him and wrapping it around her quickly. No matter. They had to save the pleasantries for later, though, as they could all hear a powerful blast behind them.
They had to keep moving!
They had to get away!
Hisoka gripped his hand, pulling him behind her as the group of four took off running quickly, heading for a safer place than where they were. They used the remaining rubble as cover to get away. His grip tightened on Hisoka's hand.
Everything was better.
He was saved.
Hisoka was there.
Everything would be okay... Everything would be okay.
Location: Crowded Area, Somewhere in the Kamino Ward, Yokohama, Kanagawa Prefecture, South of Tokyo, Kantō, Japan
Date: August 11, 20XX
Hisoka held him tight, arms wrapped around his neck as she muttered sorries and that she should have been there sooner. She held him close, afraid that if she let go he would vanish before her. Shoto was calling Midoriya-san, wanting to make sure everything was okay on their side, as Fumi hugged her back, telling her it was going to be okay.
He wasn't going to leave her.
"Promise?" She sounded so lost, so scared.
"I promise."
"Good." Hisoka sniffled as a Pro Hero told them to move along with the crowd, trying to get herself back under control.
"We need to meet up with Midoriya and the others," Shoto said, closing his phone as he turned to them.
Yaoyorozu-san was quiet, watching over them, as they nodded and moved but then they heard a flurry of indignant screams and angered shouts from the crowd around them.
"Guys..." Yaoyorozu-san's voice cracked, gaining her attention. She swallowed hard. "Look."
Hisoka looked around, seeing shaky pointed fingers and gapped mouths as her eyes eventually trailed up to the large TV projector that was secured to the side of a building. She felt her heart stop as brown orbs darted over the image of the battered, skeletal figure that was on full display.
Hisoka's expression paled.
That was...
That figure, like before when they had that exercise with the group of students from another Hero school. The one who she saw that had the same features, similar yet oh so unfamiliar that they could be different people. But that blond hair and sharp blue eyes...
"All Might," Hisoka could not help but gasp.
Location: Crowded Area, Somewhere in the Kamino Ward, Yokohama, Kanagawa Prefecture, South of Tokyo, Kantō, Japan
Date: August 12, 20XX
What made a Hero a Hero?
Being selfless? Was it being a good person? Was it someone who was willing to risk their own life to save another?
Was it someone who broke the law for what they thought was right? To kill for a valiant cause in hopes to make a better society?
Was it because of selfish motives that they couldn't be a Hero? For money, fame, and spite?
It's just the fact that some weren't sincere about wanting to help; they only did it because that was what they were paid to do.
(Hisoka hated the side of her that agreed with Stain. It was easy to see how his views were shaping the world after he had been imprisoned. For his hate of the so called 'fake heroes' that were appearing more often, becoming a more common thing in society as the Hero business continued to grow. Sure, he harmed and killed people and broke the law, but he had done it because he believed that what he was doing would help make a better society. But to go as far as he was willing to go and what he had done to make his ideal a reality, she couldn't agree with it. People would take up his torch and continue in his place.
Just as before, she still had trouble classifying Stain as a Villain and it was just as hard to call him anything but. She was conflicted about him just as much as she was before. She might always be...
She didn't want him to be right. She hated the feelings she had about him.)
"You're next."
Hisoka held Fumi's hand tightly, unable to let go, as the final statement with which the battle had concluded on was uttered. His finger outstretched towards the enumerate individuals that had been watching, the Symbol of Peace had taken his last stand. And even though she had not had many interactions other than teacher and student, Hisoka knew that this had been his final display of strength.
And now he had withered away. He was gone.
The Number One Hero was no more.
Hisoka remained silent, her lungs had dried out from the screams of frantic encouragement that had been pouring out moments ago with the others around her, caught up in the moment of watching the Symbol of Peace. Hisoka glanced to the side, seeing awed and dejected expressions on the faces of her classmates. She had felt the same. Even with this win, the loss of All Might would be met with heartache and melancholy.
All of his strength had vanished, streaks of steam rising from his skeletal, injured body, right before her eyes, leaving those to marvel in awe and wonder at who could possibly ever replace someone of his stature. (No one ever would. He was All Might, and no one would ever be able to replace someone such as him. Hisoka understood even more of Stain's admiration for the True Hero before her. The Number One Hero. The Symbol of Peace. How could she not after seeing the battle?) And yet, with all of his tremendous display of bravery and self-sacrifice, his final statement was the one thing that rang the clearest through her mind.
"You're next."
Why? Why had he said that?
At first glance, the message All Might had declared could be seen as a warning to all the unseen criminals that lurked out there in the shadows. It was as if he was showing that even in his most weakened state, he was unbreakable, the Symbol of Peace, the one who would forever be remembered and the one who would forever remain and shine hope into the hearts of the people.
But...
Hisoka knew differently. It's meaning was completely different.
This was for someone else. Someone that had watched this very fight - a boy with a Quirk so similar to All Might's and the obvious close relationship other than teacher and student. All Might was Midoriya-san's teacher. He cared for him more than a teacher would normally for a regular student, like a father and son...
Now...
It was the end of the age of All Might.
And the new age of Heroes would begin.
UPDATE NOTE: The kidnapping of Fumikage was inspired by Heroes in the Dark by Iffondrel. However, there was a problem and I had used some of their own fanfic without permission. They were civil and everything is worked out. I have rewritten the parts as of now and have deleted the original chapter 38 due to this. I am sorry for the inconvenience.
Author's Note: Boop. That's the end of that. What did you all think? Did I do good? I hope so. I think I did. ^^ No big fight as I am sure everyone has seen it enough time in the manga, anime, and in fanfics. Hope you don't mind. Anyway, not much to say here actually so I'm just going to leave it here. But don't worry there still some more chapters for this Arc and we still need to do the home visits as well. So, there's more coming. ^^
Yaaa.
And now that I am thinking about it, I've realized I've yet to actually post any pictures for September... So! HERE'S SOME CUTENESS! (Just remove the spaces and it'll work.)
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