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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Now To Answer Some Reviews:
Prince- Geeze... You really don't like Mineta... Anyway! Tag team for life! Scaring people is their game! Ahahah! Oho! I love the horror and all that suspense and blood and gore and a whole lot of horror shit! Soooo... I'll make sure to catch you if you faint! Hisoka never lied about anything, just... deflecting from the really, really obvious truth. "I've got spores galore!" I've said that a few times and it made me laugh when I wrote it. It's so Hatsume! How did you enjoy the first (of many) session? I would really love to hear what you think. Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Vedahzii- From what you've told me about his Quirk I think most of them won't work on him (except ones like the Flash Bomb Dart or Exploding Dart) though you never know how effective the more... dangerous ones can be! Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Merc 10- I love scary stories but I never got into the whole creepy pasta stuff. I tried to, but it never stuck, and goosebumps was an okay for as a kid. I've reread a few of the stories recently and boy does it bring back old memories! Never saw the goosebumps tv series... I didn't even know they had one, but I've seen the movie they had made. It was okay... Anyway, I've seen a few 2018 horror movies. Not many but some were pretty good this year like Overlord, The Endless, Mandy, A Quiet Place, Hereditary, and I've heard Cam is pretty good. (Yes, IT was the best 2017 horror movie.) They all had their pros and cons, but I do agree that most are easy to figure out but sometimes that's the best part. You can see how it all plays out and the journey behind it all! Annabelle was alright, and I've found Chucky to be meh but that is more of my personal opinion overall. (Dolls can be quite creepy...) Hmmm... To your other review, I'll have to say that Tsuyu won't do that due to how Hisoka takes with surprises and have you seen her mental state?! It may look like the beginning stages, but it goes deeper if you read between the lines. It won't do good for anyone! And I have seen Mob Psycho 100. I love it. It's a favorite of mine and I am very excited for season 2 that will be coming out soon! I have yet to see megalobox, but I've heard good things about it. Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
sth91342- There are more to come! If you have any suggestions or ideas you want to see, I'll gladly hear them out! Thank you for the review. I hope you like the chapter.
Chapter 47
To Mysterious, Annoying Beeping Noises
Location: Hisoka's Room, Fifth Floor of Heights Alliance, South Side of U.A. High School Campus, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: September 3, 20XX
Beeeeep! Beeeeep!
Brown eyes suddenly snapped open; cold sweat dripped down Hisoka's cheek as she sucked in a sharp breath. It took a moment before her mind caught up after being pulled from sleep's grasp. Annoyance filled her after she calmed down, her breathing returning to normal when she heard the sound again.
Beeeeep!
Face forming into a scowl, she glared at her front door as if that was the source of all her problems. If she heard it again, someone... thing was going to get gutted! Taking a deep breath, Hisoka counted down from ten, rubbing her forehead as she felt the start of a headache coming on, and let out a calm breath.
Turning around in her bed, she grabbed her headphones and plugged the jack into her phone. Upon turning it on, she had to look away from the brightness the locked screen gave off and let her eyes adjust to it. She sighed when she realized how early it still was before swiping in the pattern combination to unlock her phone and opening the standard music app her phone had come with. Her thumb browsed through the long list of varied songs she had gathered over the years before deciding to click on a random one (a cover song from the anime Overlord by some guy she followed on YouTube a while back) and hit the shuffle button.
Locking her phone again, she raised the volume just loud enough so she wouldn't have to hear that annoying beep then turned it off and relaxed back into a comfortable position, snuggling into her soft blanket. It wasn't long before she fell back into a dreamless sleep, lulled by the beat of her music.
Location: Class 1-A, U.A. High School, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: September 4, 20XX
It was a cold grey afternoon with a dull sky that threatened rain; the clouds that had been wispy and white early that morning were now darker and denser, blocking out the sun and its warm rays. It was an ominous sign. As the day went on, the wind grew stronger and stronger as the air got humid and began to smell of storms. Outside, tree branches swayed and shook, leaves rattling in the wind.
Apparently, there was going to be a thunderstorm tonight. (Hisoka was glad she brought her umbrella with her.)
Wonderful.
It was also the day Aizawa-sensei held a lecture on battle strategy, teaching and showing off different tactics from previous exams, for most of the day, training in the gym postponed for later that afternoon. However, the gloom of the day was reflected in the atmosphere inside the classroom. Hisoka glanced around at the many sleep-deprived students - it seemed she wasn't the only one to hear that annoying, mysterious beeping noise - unable to concentrate on Aizawa-sensei's lecture. She felt fine, a bit put off by the storm but that was natural (Hisoka never liked storms or rain, for that matter. It brought too many unwanted feelings and memories.) but it looked it the entire class was in low spirits, not just one or two students.
Well... She'd let them look over her notes after class. It was sure to help them.
Aizawa-sensei had noticed the atmosphere as well; his hand stopped writing on the board as narrowed eyes roamed from one student to another. Bakugo-san was just plain annoyed. Fumi kept trying to stop his yawns, clenching his teeth five out of ten times. Tsuyu and Uraraka-san held sleepy looks, not paying much attention. Mineta wasn't even trying to hide it, his head slumped over, forehead on his desk. The rest of the class was no different.
Jerking an eyebrow, Aizawa-sensei asked, "What happened?" Seeing as no one really wanted to say anything, Hisoka offered herself up as a sacrifice for the greater good and told him about last night's mysterious, annoying beeping noise and Fumi's story. Upon hearing the story, Aizawa-sensei hummed a little. "Hmm, a noise... But do you guys really believe in something as unrealistic as that supposed curse?"
There were frightened grumbles and annoyed mumbles from some of her classmates, silent glances from others, and a hopeful, tired sigh from Iida-san. "I can only hope we can get to the bottom of them as quickly as possible." Then everyone could focus properly on their studies again.
Mineta shot up, hands slamming against his desk, eyes wide in nervous apprehension. "N-no! Every night the voice calls my name and I can't sleep! If I hide under the covers, I can't sense anything... but what if she comes into my room." His body began to shake. "I'll be cursed and killed! Wait, what if she's not wearing anything? Ah, but…!" Mumbling to himself, Mineta held his head in his hands.
"A curse, huh..." Aizawa-sensei sat down his pointer as he deliberated. "Now that I think about it, UA has one too." He thought for a moment before opening his mouth, "One of the Seven Mysteries of UA was about some bitter soul of a UA graduate that couldn't become a Pro Hero. From what I've heard, it often wanders around the forest surrounding the school moaning and groaning in dismay. And if you see it, you'll be cursed... Ah." His eyes gazed into Hisoka's own, making her give him a questioning look. "Now that I think of it, that forest is near the new dorms."
Oh.
Oh.
One could hear a pin drop from the silence within the class before it erupted into chaos. Hisoka was unable to stop her groan.
"If the ghost came into the dorms!"
"Oh god, no!"
"What if they take my eyes?!"
"I don't want to be cursed!"
The shouts and curses made Aizawa regret telling them immediately. Fuck. The story was obviously meant to be taken as a joke, but his students were already on edge. He hadn't meant to scare them but, unfortunately, he ended up inadvertently adding fuel to the fire. He tried calming the panicked students down in his usual way, but it was ineffective now.
Amping it up it was.
Like usual, his hair flared back as his eyes glowed red when his Quirk activated, scarves slowly raising from their natural position on his shoulders. "...You guys. Behave yourselves." Aizawa-sensei's low, dangerous voice finally reached his students' ears, penetrating to their very bones. They immediately froze, some standing in strange positions, as they started at the frightening image. The students suppressed the fear in their hearts, shivering in front of an even greater terror, as the room fell silent.
Aizawa-sensei let out a sigh as he deactivated his Quirk, long black hair falling back in front of his eyes. "If you guys care so much about this noise, I'll stop by for inspection tonight. There'll be a storm anyways, so might as well. I'll be taking roll call so you better all be in your rooms." The threat hung low in the air.
"Sen-sensei!" At their teacher's evident concern, some of the students teared up a little.
Brown eyes glanced out the window, watching the oncoming storm, wondering a bit more about the 'Seven Mysteries of UA' - a common trope to have in schools - before she saw a roll of lightning appear in the darkening clouds.
What's the worst that could happen?
Location: Shooting Range Training Ground, East Side of U.A. High School Campus, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: September 4, 20XX
It still had yet to rain, even when they were let out from their classroom to do their own training until that evening. So now, Hisoka was in the forest/mountain terrain the training grounds had (it was similarly built to the USJ but on a smaller scale), equipped with her upgraded Hero Outfit and her new weapon. In her right ear was a two-way communication device Snipe-sensei gave all his students when they were out on the field. Today they were working on moving targets once again.
So far? Ehhhhh...
She was getting about half of the targets, so it wasn't that bad.
"Even your breathing out, Matsushita, and straighten your back," she heard Snipe-sensei's voice through the earpiece.
"Yes, sensei," she said, taking a slow breath as she squared her shoulders and straightened her back. Positioning her weapon, she looked through the attachable scope and found the moving target moments later. Studying it for a moment, she watched as it looked around and with a deep breath, she took the shot.
It hit!
Barely.
But it still hit!
Hisoka counted that as a victory in her book!
"Better than before," Snipe-sensei complimented. "But you'll need to work on your angling more and you have to factor in wind resistance as well as predict the target's movement before shooting next time. That'll be it for today. Come back and clean up. There are a few things we need to go over."
Hisoka stood, putting away her gun and answering, "Understood." She then made her way through the forest, arriving at the storage room where the Pro Hero was waiting.
Upon closing the door, the man began once she stood on the other side of the metal table, "As you know the Provisional Hero License Exam is coming up in two days and I am proud to say that you have improved rather well with your marksmanship." He spoke like a proud father. "After the exams are over, you will be coming Saturday mornings each week, unless said otherwise, for training. You may also come in whenever you like as long as I'm or a third year is here." He explained, "You are not allowed to be on these grounds alone until at least second year. It doesn't matter how good you get. It's a rule I have with everyone."
She gave a hum in acknowledgment. It was understandable.
Snipe-sensei continued, "With that said, today has marked your last scheduled training before the exams."
"Are you sure?" She tilted her head.
He nodded. "I am. You have grown within this short time and I'm confident enough that you will pass with flying colors!" The praise made a warm feeling blossom inside her.
Location: Common Area, First Floor of Heights Alliance, South Side of U.A. High School Campus, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: September 4, 20XX
The afternoon rain, which soaked Hisoka (and a few others) even with her umbrella when she had made her way from the shooting range to her dorm, turned into an evening storm. The thick blackened clouds were dragged down by the heavy roar of the rain as visibility was reduced to under ten feet. The wind howled outside, causing the dorm windows to rattle and shake and for the trees to bow and sway. The trees offered no shelter, droplets are the size of almonds smashed their way through the foliage above. Every crack of thunder was accompanied by a blinding streak of lightning, lighting up the details within the clouds. It was like a light show to accompany dinner.
It was about eight in the evening when Aizawa arrived for inspection, wearing a bright yellow raincoat that had done only so much in the downpour. He had gladly taken the offered towels, courtesy of Momo, who sat by the door of the common area for that evening. Taking a look around the deserted first floor, he considered the best course of action in the scenario of a power outage. It was entirely possible in this sort of weather. Even with the emergency power generator, he would need to confirm the location of the power switch and acquire a flashlight. He would do roll call after that.
"But what I'm most concerned about is the kids," Aizawa sighed, furrowing his eyebrows. Earlier in class, the students had honestly acted like a bunch of preschoolers. If there's a blackout... A headache, which was still coming, was not worth that train of thought. But he was still concerned about the mysterious sounds. If the entire class had heard something, clearly it wasn't a figment of someone's imagination.
Could it be a prank?
No... None of his students were that dumb to do that... Well, mostly, anyway.
"Just what could the sound be?" he wondered aloud.
Black eyes looked around, alert – he suddenly had a feeling that something was off. Amidst the sounds of the storm, which was bound to last all night, there seemed to be some kind of mechanical noise. Aizawa held his breath and scanned his surroundings. The sound wasn't coming from a fixed point. Whatever it was kept moving.
"Something living? It shouldn't be..." Tracking down the sound, Aizawa arrived at the dining hall. "Seriously?" Seeing the source of the sound, his eyes widened.
Location: Kitchen Area, First Floor of Heights Alliance, South Side of U.A. High School Campus, Northern Musutafu, South of Tokyo, Honshu, Japan
Date: September 4, 20XX
Hisoka had been relaxing in her room when there had been a knock on her door. When she had opened it, Shoto had requested her help. Apparently, the scheduled time for roll call had passed, but Aizawa-sensei hadn't appeared. No one had seen him until he had been found collapsed next to the dining table. He was unconscious and wouldn't wake up. They wanted to make sure it wasn't anything else. When the two had come down from the fifth floor, Aizawa-sensei's body was surrounded by Sato-san, Iida-san, Mineta, Midoriya-san, and Kaminari-san.
As Hisoka had arrived, other had as well, and she made her way towards Class 1-A's homeroom teacher. "Move back. Give him some space. Let me see him." Hisoka kneeled down before she checked him over, running through the methods her mother always did, to make sure everything was okay.
"Is everything okay?" Midoriya-san asked, hands twisting the hem of his All Might pajama shirt.
"He is. He's just unconscious and will wake up in a few moments."
Kaminari-san was frowning, pointing towards his neck. "Hey. What's that?"
Hisoka turned back to Aizawa-sensei's sleeping form and took a closer look and picked up a piece of blond hair. "It's a strand of blond hair." Gasps came from her classmates, eyes looking at one another warily.
"Ah, it's my own..." Kaminari-san mumbled, squinting at the hair stand.
Bakugo-san growled at the lightning user. "Now's really not the time to say that sort of shit, dumbass!" He snapped like usual, but even his voice sounded strained.
Tsuyu and Fumi finally came down, after having checked each floor to be sure no Villain had come in, as the class speculated on how Aizawa-sensei got knocked out. Hisoka stood as the two came to her side.
"It has to be the curse from the story Tokoyami told us!" Mineta exclaimed.
Fumi rolled his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest, but said nothing otherwise.
Sero attempted to calm the scared grape, "Now, now. That was just a story. It could have been a Villain attack."
Mummers began to spread across the gathered students.
"Villain attack?!"
"Well..."
"It's happened before it could happen again!"
"Fumikage and I already looked over the entire dorm," Tsuyu told the class, "We didn't find anyone or anything out of place. However, you can never be too sure, so I think we should find another teacher for help."
"I agree!" Iida-san immediately agreed, arms chopping, as he moved towards the front door.
Ka-boom!
A huge bolt of lightning struck outside, the noise rattling the windows dangerously. Then the entire building flickered once before it suddenly was shrouded in darkness. With a sigh, Hisoka had gone to look for a flashlight when Tsuyu gripped her hand, stopping her movement. Even if it was dark, she could see the worry in her black eyes easily. She gave her a comforting squeeze.
"What?!"
"For a blackout to happen now, what timing..."
"Calm down, Dark Shadow!" Fumi hissed, wrapping his arms around his stomach.
Sero yelped. "Wait, Tokoyami! Don't let Dark Shadow out!"
"Uwaa!" Mineta simpered, worrying about himself. "Who's going to protect me from getting cursed now?!"
Sightless, no one could tell who or what was around them. Humans had been afraid of the dark since ancient times. Because of the power outage, this primal fear busted out and overwhelmed the already nervous students. Hisoka could faintly make out her surrounds whenever lightning struck outside, making sure Tsuyu was close by. Iida-san attempted to calm everyone down, wanting them all to gather in the same area, while Momo tried to make a flashlight with her Quirk. But then she and Uraraka-san had screamed, both of them explaining with a shudder that they had felt something warm and soft run past their feet.
"So, what the hell is it?!" Kaminari-san was half-sobbing at this point.
"Someone make some light already!" Iida-san commanded, voice stern enough to stop everyone and gather their attention on him.
At this, Kaminari-san finally recovered enough to start up his Quirk, sparks occasionally circling around him as he lit up like a night light. Bakugo-san set off explosions in his palms as well, increasing the visibility around them. Shoto would have offered to light up the fire part of his Quirk but he still had trouble with controlling it. He didn't want to burn the building down... Everyone slowly began to calm down as they gathered around the two students, Tsuyu pulling her and Fumi over towards Kaminari-san. For a moment, the light illuminated a small, ghostly white figure. They froze, eyes wide as they watched it quickly retreat, disappearing back into the cover of darkness.
Silence.
"Th-th-th-there's something there!" Hagakure-san pointed a shaky finger at where the 'ghost' had been.
"A ghost, it's a ghost! Isn't that what a ghost looks like? I don't actually have a clue, this is the first time I'm seeing one!" Kaminari-san's breathing grew heavy as he began to panic again, the sparks around him growing larger.
Near them, Shoto was beginning to lose his composure as well. He clenched and unclenched his hands slowly, turning to where Midoriya seemed to be standing next to him. "Mi-Midoriya... ice or fire, which one is more effective against ghosts?"
"Eh? No, I don't know. I'd never thought about it before. But the ghost seemed to give off a cold, icy aura. So, fire would probably be more effective to counter it? … Ah, but wouldn't a physical attack be useless? Ghosts don't have corporeal bodies, right?" Midoriya-san's voice shook, but he remained cool-headed and logical or tried the best he could
"Shit! Is there anything we can do against it?" Shoto groaned fists tightened by his side as he despaired over his own apparent uselessness.
"It's too late!" Mineta wailed, hands gripping his purple hair. "Everyone will be cursed and killed. Damn it! There's no way out; at least I'll be killed by a beautiful lady–"
Hisoka exchanged looks with Fumi, feeling a bit guilty. Maybe they shouldn't have told that story, after all. Everyone was freaking out from it and the blackout wasn't helping at all. She was about to say something to the class when her shoulders hunched as the front entrance began to creak open. All eyes turned towards the door, freezing up as long, golden-blond hair was illuminated for just a moment by lightning. Water droplets trickled down its length and dripped onto the hardwood floor. The figure approached them, stepping closer and closer.
"Hey… you guys––" As if just noticing the students, the figure slowly raised its ghostly visage.
"It's the blond-haired ghost!"
Hisoka took this time to turn on the heel of her feet, getting her hands from Tsuyu's grip and went to shake Aizawa-sensei's shoulder as the entire class shrieked and launched a full-scale attack. "Wake up. There's something there. We need you, Aizawa-sensei!" Nothing.
Battle-crazed, the students simply give it their all.
Hisoka only turned around when the blond 'ghost' had fallen to the ground, unconscious, with a solid thump. At the sound, everyone seemed to come back to themselves. She stood, eyes narrowed, as she made her way through the smoke her class's combined Quirks had created. A moment later, the lights finally flickered back on, showing how much damage the front door had taken as well. The still on guard students sighed in relief.
"Cl-clearly it's a ghost, so why didn't it disappear?" Mineta asked. His sticky balls had rendered the ghost motionless, stuck the way it'd fallen.
She made her way through the crowd, with an ignored warning to stay back from them, and to the fallen figure when the smoke finally dissipated. The others followed behind her, ready to pull her back and attack at a moment's notice. She would feel Tsuyu and Fumi just inches behind her. Upon closer inspection, the figure had a small blond mustache. And wasn't a female at all. Hisoka sighed again.
"Eh? Not a woman," Ashido-san trailed off. "He seems strangely familiar, actually."
"No. It's just Mic-sensei," Hisoka answered as she checked his pulse from his wrist, neck, and his heartbeat. "Don't worry, everyone, he's just passed out from the shock and your combined attacks." Momo produced some towels upon request as some of the boys pulled Present Mic from the entrance. Hisoka laid one under his head and another over his forehead to help dry him off.
Iida-san pushed up his glasses in worry. "Did Mic-sensei come here to check on us because of the power outage? Ah, but we did such an unforgivable thing to him…" As the class president, he felt responsible for this.
Behind them, a familiar voice says, "Oi, you guys..."
Everyone turned towards the sound to where Aizawa-sensei was, standing behind them as he slumped over. Fear forgotten, they clamored around Aizawa-sensei.
"We thought the blond ghost had come to attack us!"
"Don't scare us like that again!"
"Sensei, what did you find earlier? Was it a villain, or a real ghost?"
"A white ghost came into the dorms!"
"We were so worried!"
"Are you okay, Aizawa-sensei?" Hisoka asked, getting a nod from him.
"Calm down," he commanded when they got too loud. They immediately quietened down – a conditioned reflex.
Aizawa-sensei nodded, proud at himself for the result he could create in his students, glancing at his fellow teacher's prone form. Knowing he would be okay, he ignored him and began to slowly walk while peering up at the ceiling, clearly looking for something. They followed after him.
"Hey! I can hear that beeping noise from before!" Jiro exclaimed, looking around.
Aizawa nodded, pointing up at a tiny black speck on the ceiling. "Asui, if you could." After Tsuyu got it down, their teacher explained, "This is why I got knocked out earlier and is also the source of the strange sounds you guys were hearing."
"Eh?"
"I saw it in the dining hall earlier and tried to stand on the table to reach it, but I stepped on a hidden wash-rag and slipped." He rubbed the back of his head and grimaced. He would be tender for a few days.
"Ah, that's mine!" Hagakure-san immediately confessed. She looked to her feet, teetering back and forth nervously. "I had to hurry back to my room to make it for roll call and accidentally left it behind!"
Aizawa raised a questioning eyebrow. "Well... I'll let you off this time." The invisible girl perked up instantly. Holding up the tiny black object under a magnifying glass Momo produced, they saw it was a miniature mechanical device. "Speaking of machines I haven't seen before... it probably belongs with this."
He headed towards the dorm baths. At the entrance to the girls' baths, a dark pink cloth with a white Japanese symbol for girl hanging in the doorway, he placed the tiny black gadget next to the anti-peeping device there. The black gadget immediately burrowed into the larger device like a worm returning to its nest, a small red light blinking slowly. "Charging… charging…" it said.
Aizawa-sensei scowled when they had confirmed with its creator, Hatsume-san, who spoke excitedly over the phone, "Ah yes! That's a super cute device that continuously monitors and inspects the area at night! Since the 1-A dorms seem to have a particularly perverted classmate… who was it again? Eh… well, I forgot his name, but the device only targets him to verify he's in his own room. Cool, right?"
Mineta hissed furiously, "Don't do unnecessary things!"
Kaminari-san was still uneasy. He tugged at his collar. "But what was the white thing? Everyone saw that, right?" Upon closer inspection, it was a little white kitten that had gotten in to get away from the storm. It was promptly handed over to their teacher, who held it tenderly. "Hah, what the hell? I really thought it was a ghost." Kaminari-san let out a relieved laugh.
Everything was over... All the mysterious happenings had been explained. Everything was fine now!
No... No, it wasn't.
Hisoka glanced at the damage as Aizawa-sensei scolded the class, dark hair whipped about by the wind, red eyes piercing and cold, "You guys just moved in a few days ago and it's already like this? Is it because of the Kaidan? You were this terrified by some ghost stories?" The front entrance looked like it had been bombed. Doors and windows were blown away, and the outside storm sent in rain and leaves all over the dorm's ground floor. "Every one of you will turn in a reflection by tomorrow. From now on, curfew is at 8 o'clock until I decide otherwise. Telling ghost stories is hereby banned in the dorms! Am I clear?"
"Yessir…"
Fumi pouted at the news, Tsuyu patting his shoulder as he bowed his head in the sorrow of being unable to scare the pants off his classmates anymore. Hisoka sighed, feeling a headache coming, rubbing the bridge of her nose. She should have just gone to bed.
Author's Note: Why does this feel like this is going to be a trend? I had gotten like halfway through when I got distracted by a half-finished Tetsuya pic, so you can blame that for getting me distracted... Ahahaha... Anyway!
Since all of you wanted to see it! Here it is!
Link: www._deviantart._com/_nightmarezanez/_art/_Hisoka-Matsushita-Profile-Ver-2-776109093
Next stop! The Provisional Hero License Exam!