Ride On Arc End (Original chapter Chapter 139)
Several Minutes Previously
With Coil
{Timeline B}
"Perform an all-out surprise attack against the Tinker." he ordered.
Result: All of the Travelers on-site dead from a plasma overload of Taylor Hebert's Suit thanks to Sundancer's sun hitting her dead on. Noelle going berserk inside his base. Timeline dropped.
{Timeline C}
"Threaten a mercenary's life if she doesn't surrender." he ordered.
Result: Trickster loses an arm, Ballistic sent ballistic, Genesis' projection torn to shreds by concentrated plasma fire and Sundancer knocked out. Noelle going berserk inside his base. Timeline dropped.
{Timeline D}
This time, Coil had ordered the Travelers to lure their target to his base, where Masked Rider was ambushed in the parking garage by all of his available mercenaries, the Travelers (minus Genesis) and the Undersiders.
Result: Grue and Regent knocked out, Tattletale all but crippled by a Thinker migraine, Bitch and her dogs beaten and bloody, ditto for his mercenaries, and the Travelers cut their loses and run back inside the base, Trickster shooting him in the head as he did so. Timeline dropped.
{Timeline E}
This time he tried pulling back fully into his base and brought out the heavy weaponry that he'd planned to use in a possible gang war; heavy laser cannons and energy grenades purchased from Toybox.
Result: Exactly the same as Timeline D, minus the death at Trickster's hands part. Timeline dropped.
Coil tried, again and again, but no matter what he did, this single person, this one insignificant little brat, was capable of overpowering not only his entire band of mercenaries and their assorted modern munitions and Tinkertech upgrades, but also the two groups of Parahumans that he had under his command. Everything he had worked towards and built since he had escaped from Ellisburg by shooting his commanding officer in the back was being rendered useless in the face of one infantile brat on the warpath!
He completely ignored the fact she was breathing down his neck thanks to his own machinations.
Eventually, he had to give up on using his power at the latest failure (Timeline F-3), which had involved Taylor Hebert (or Masked Rider, as she called herself) blowing the floor of the entrance hall down and dropping Tattletale right into Noelle's room.
Blinking through the pain of his Thinker headache, Coil slowly smiled evilly as he followed the idea spawned from that thought. The one thing that he hadn't tried to do was set Scylla on the chit, mostly because it would burn his bridges with the Travelers, and they were a fairly useful tool that he was reluctant to abandon.
Still, it was either burn his bridges or play hide and seek with a Tinker with an axe to grind with him, so he'd have to do it. After tonight, he'd return to being Thomas Calvert and then transfer to another city as equally as bereft of attention as Brockton Bay and start things anew. Although the resources sunk into Brockton Bay were significant, they were not so significant that he could not abandon them.
Tattletale was a lost cause, as she had tried to help Masked Rider several times during his simulations, so he would have to arrange her 'retirement' at some point. The other Undersiders were disposable and unimportant, so he would 'graciously' just ignore them.
He could see the Travelers were truly falling back now, due to the measured approach he had ordered in Timeline A. All to the good.
Entering a command into the computer in front of him, a secret wall safe popped open, revealing an armband that was a Tinkertech creation he'd bought from Toybox for just this sort of situation. It was a custom-built pharmacopoeia with enough drugs in it to send the Pope into a berserk rage. Once it was on, it would only come off once the drugs inside were used up.
"Mister Pitter, kindly have this placed inside Noelle's room via the delivery system." he said while keeping an eye on where the Travelers were. The driver had standard instructions to take a meandering and winding route back to his base, which gave him plenty of time to begin the evacuation of his base. He didn't actually care about the mercs, but looking as if he did give a solitary damn about them helped them stay loyal to him.
He pressed a button that piped through to the tannoy system and leaned into the microphone. "All personnel, please begin Standard Order Twelve at this time. Mister Humphreys, please come to my office for special duties. That is all."
Something he frequently made use of was a body double. There were times when, for one reason or another, 'Coil' had to make a physical appearance. When times like that occurred, unless it was with Accord or his Ambassadors, he always sent a body double. He had specifically looked for at least ten mercs who had a similar enough physique to him when he had hired them and usually assigned them body-double duty on a rota. This was Joseph Humphreys' turn at the bat.
Once he had briefed the man on what to say and do, he (reluctantly) used his power again and in one timeline, he got the Undersiders to come to his base, while in the other, he got them to raid the Hebert Family Home. He was cursing minutes later when Tattletale reported the place was empty of any living being, along with a note pinned to the master bedroom's door that said 'Nice try Coil, but no dice.'
Impudent little...!
Well, he'd just have to see about that! The little brat had anticipated him rather well, but she wouldn't be absolutely certain about his inability to find her father. He had actually tried, several times using his mercenaries over the past few weeks, to find the blasted base, but it was well hidden.
Another mercenary dressed in similar clothing to Daniel 'Danny' Hebert with a bag over his head would suffice as a bluff. Now all he had to do was use his escape tunnel to the little panic room connected to, but not an actual part of, his base, transfer base control and command through to it, and he'd be all set.
Present Time
Coil's Panic Room
Coil was not easily impressed, but seeing something the size of Scylla smashed back through Endbringer Shelter-strength walls had made his estimation of Masked Rider's tech soar up to be at least equal to Dragon's own.
"Oh?" he peered at the monitor, seeing the armor she wore dissipate, leaving her in what was clearly a far less powerful outfit. A limit, perhaps? Interesting...
He was puzzled by the insect-like device that was buzzing around her head, but attributed it to being the core of the armor. Now, if he could corral Noelle again, he might be able to grab Masked Rider after all...
The sudden arrival of a golden insect device was an unexpected and unwanted irritation, but what truly concerned him was what the girl said as she grabbed the golden device.
"You asked for this, so don't blame me for what happens!" Masked Rider growled before she slammed the device onto the blank belt that she wore.
[Solar Charge!]
The declarations of her technology had always made him scoff before, but for some reason, he was feeling somewhat worried by this one. He tried to split the timelines again, but received the mother of all migraines instead. Pain unlike anything he'd ever felt before slammed into his head and made things go red. He was barely comatose to see the chit of a girl slam an access card into a slot on the golden insect.
[Masked Rider Pantheon!]
"Transform!" the girl said coldly and pressed a button on the golden device.
[Divine Form!]
As Masked Rider was covered in golden light, a blue rectangle with the emblem of a scarab appeared in front of her and started to slowly move backwards towards her.
[Stand ATOP HEAVEN, Masked Rider! Create thine PANTHEON! As of this moment, the MIGHT OF THE DAWNING SUN OF CREATION is at thine command!]
The new armor was slowly revealed as the golden light faded. It was golden as expected, with circuitry-like decorations and lines in black and silver crisscrossing it. A long, knee-length trench coat was a part of the armor and fluttered in the aftermath of the transformation. There was armor on the chest, with a blue scarab symbol over her right breast and she had a pair of pauldrons with a pair of jagged lightning-like spikes coming off of them. The helmet looked much as the old one had, as a base, with a ski goggle like visor, but with 'eyes' in them that were concentric rings of constantly shifting rainbow-colored light. The edge of the visor actually extended past the faceplate like a pair of of airfoil wings, and across the forehead area were a set of swept-back spikes reminiscent of a crown. Trailing down the back from the helmet were several dreadlock-like devices the seemed to twitch without any kind of influence from the suit.
All-in-all, it looked incredibly dangerous...and apparently had the ability to no-sell his Thinker abilities. That decided it; Taylor Hebert had to die.
Clutching his head with one hand, he used the other one to type a code into his computer.
[Base Self Destruct Sequence Armed]
[Commencing Countdown...]
9:59
Standing up, Coil hobbled out into the next room, which held an escape pod that went directly towards his secondary backup base...and which would be filled in by a special quick-dry cement as soon as he reached it.
"We shall see...if you survive this, little bitch!" Coil hissed as he staggered into the pod and hit the only button in it. The canopy slid into place and Coil left his base behind.
With Taylor
Letting out a shaky sigh, I carefully flexed my hands and moved my arms. When I first transformed I hadn't been nearly so careful and had basically immolated the entirety of the area around me by accident. This suit was too powerful for me, and yet I was using it again. Who did I piss off in a past life to deserve this kind of luck?
I blinked as a name appeared on my HUD.
[Masked Rider Khepri]
"Khepri?" I muttered before shaking my head. It didn't matter for the moment. Surviving the thing that was Noelle was far more important. Speaking of whom...
"RAAAAGGGHHH!" Noelle screamed as she charged back through the hole right arm me. I focused my suit's power and stepped, ending up on behind Noelle, even as she slammed into the elevator doors.
Remembering Tattletale's advice to not touch Noelle's body directly, I wasted a moment wishing that I'd loaded this suit out with weaponry before pressing the leftmost button on my Golden Zecter twice.
[Rider Solar Critical Crews-Aid!]
Noelle, having pried herself off of the wall, screamed at me again before charging in. Beneath me, a holographic sun appeared and spread out to encompass Noelle as well. Turning in deliberate preparation, I unleashed an extremely powerful roundhouse kick that fired off a wave of pure and unadulterated solar energy at my monstrous enemy, consuming most of her instantly.
Gah, I can't believe it...she's still regenerating, even with 90% of her body destroyed! What the heck will it take to make her stop?!
Looking around as Noelle slowly regenerated, I noticed that my HUD was highlighting an abandoned assault rifle with Tinkertech attachment for some reason. Shrugging at that, I decided to pick it up to see what would happen. I didn't really have any other plans here, and this suit seemed to have a more interactive and intelligent AI,, so I should at least see what it wanted.
The instant I picked the gun up, it transformed into what looked like a half-finished mix of a gun, a sword and an axe. The information popping up on my HUD helped me out a bit.
Slot-In Key Slasher: 1/3 Complete – Requires Sword and Axe in order to use Axe Mode and Sword Mode.
Well, that was a pain. At least I had a weapon...and the key-card slot at the base of the gun gave me an idea as to what to do here.
Turning to face Noelle, who was about 75% regenerated, I raised my new weapon and pointed it at her. "Noelle, if you can hear me, I will be forced to do something drastic if you don't stop trying to attack me."
Noelle just roared, the effect magnified by all of the secondary mouths across her monstrous lower body. Nope, no sign of higher brain functions there. Dammit, I really didn't want to kill her; it was obvious that she was already partially insane thanks to the song of the Simurgh, and whatever hell brew cocktail of steroids and whatever else was in that armband wasn't helping. Seriously, if someone drugs me, put me out of my misery.
"Have it your way..." I said darkly. I pulled the key card from my Zecter and slotted it into the back of my weapon before pressing the button on it.
[Final Move: Maximum Mighty Solar Critical Finish!]
Pulling the trigger, I fired a golden beam with silver and black spirals surrounding it, right at Noelle. She shielded herself with her monstrous arms, but it was no use. My weapon's shot surrounded her with a golden energy shield that contracted one, twice, thrice...and then spat out a naked human girl who looked exactly like Noelle, minus her monstrous parts and that evil armband.
[Reformatting Complete! Critical Strike!]
"What the...?" I blinked as I looked down at the girl...who was almost certainly Noelle. My suit scanned her and found no abnormalities with her whatsoever; no elevated heartbeat, no physical or mental damage, nothing. She also wasn't a Parahuman anymore.
I musty have been in a daze as the next thing I know, there's a blaring alarm going off, followed by a prerecorded message.
"Warning! One minute until base self destruct is activated. Evacuate NOW!"
"Shit!" I cursed. Quickly moving over to the elevator doors, I smashed them open and then smashed the roof off. My [Phantom Plasma] Zecter immediately zipped up the shaft as I turned and grabbed Noelle before following it by leapfrogging the shaft.
Reaching the top, I kicked the doors out of their frame so easily that it scared me and started running across the garage, which was missing the van and one of the cars, presumably taken by the Undersiders and the Travelers. I didn't care. I sped out of the open doors and across the street, jumping casually up to the roof of a nearby apartment building just as the base blew up.
Shielding the out cold Noelle from the blast, I turned and looked around at the ruins of what had once been the topmost level of Coil's base. It was an imploded mess full of earth, masonry, concrete and fire. I gave it a couple of minutes, tops, before the police and heroes showed up.
The main question was, what the heck was I going to do with Noelle? I would feel like an utter scumbag to leave her lying on the ground utterly naked in Brockton Bay at night, but she was, technically, a villain...
Ah, thank god, there's the Travelers over there!
I leapt off the building and roof-hopped over to the street where the bunch of villains were gathered arguing with one another, which came to a halt as they spotted me and, more importantly, the bundle in my arms.
"...Noelle...?" Sundancer asked in disbelief. "I-Is that...?"
"No freaking way...!" Trickster breathed as I approached him.
"Do you have any clothes? She's going to catch a cold at this rate." I said bluntly.
Trickster whipped off his jacket at once. "This'll do for now. We can boost some clothes for her later. I...I just...how?!"
"This is the strongest suit of armor I have available...[Dawning Khepri]." I informed him, viewing the information I needed on my HUD. "It lets me 'reset' something or someone to a previous time; it apparently chose a time before she either gained her power or was affected my the song of the Simurgh. She should remember everything that happened over that timeframe, bunt only dimly, so be patient with her. She'll wake up in about eight hours and be hungry as a horse."
I gently passed her over to Trickster, who held her lovingly in his arms. "Noelle...!"
"We...we can't thank you enough..." Sundancer said hoarsely. "To have Noelle back to normal is...!"
"Repay me by helping me find Coil." I said flatly. "The bastard tried to kill both me and Noelle with his base's self-destruct system back there, and he knows who really am, as I told you before."
"With pleasure." Genesis growled. "Fucker's gonna get it."
"I'm in." Ballistic nodded.
"Me too." Sundancer agreed.
"I...I gotta look after Noelle." Trickster said vaguely. "I think that girl, Tattletale, would know all of Coil's secret bases though. Find her, you'll find Coil."
"Useful information." I nodded. "Which brings us to the question of where is Tattletale?"
"Knowing the Undersiders, they'll have gone to ground for the night." Ballistic said with a shrug. "They aren't combat Capes, really. They're known as the masters of Escape for their hit and run robberies."
"The rest are, but I like to make sure that the bastard who practically enslaved me gets his just desserts." a familiar voice said as Tattletale walked around the corner and leaned against the building. "I want Coil dead, and you are the best way to seeing that happen, Masked Rider."
"The enemy of my enemy is my friend, hmm?" I asked as I regarded her warily.
"Yup." the Thinker nodded and pulled a slip of paper from her pocket. "This is a list of all of Coil's properties in Brockton Bay, with his backup base at the top, which is likely where he is."
"Ah..." I breathed. "And acquiring it from you requires...?"
"I get to kill him." Tattletale said with a smile that was mostly bared teeth. "He's threatened to either give me a 9mm lobotomy or drug me up to the eyeballs as his pet Thinker ever since he 'recruited' me at gunpoint."
"That's fair." I conceded. I wasn't eager to take a life, so if Tattletale here wanted to take that burden, I wasn't going to argue with her over letting her take it.
"Thanks." the other girl said cheerfully as she walked over and gave me the paper. "Let's go shall we?"
Later
Office, Coil's Backup Base
In one timeline, Coil was busy setting up his computer and ensuring that all of the files from his old base had safely transferred over to the backup server. In the other, he was busy torturing a mercenary to death to alleviate his rage at being forced to waste a multi-million dollar base and all of the equipment inside of it, just to kill one irritating spec of a girl!
Sighing dejectedly, the Thinker villain released the torturing timeline and focused on his computer for the most part while plotting his next move. Masked Rider/Taylor Hebert was at the very top of his shit list right now. She would rue the day that she cross him.
He was preparing a package to have 'reported by a concerned citizen' to the PRT regarding Masked Rider and destroying a future Endbringer Shelter and killing at least one girl in it. He didn't doubt that the Tinker was alive, more's the pity. What little footage that the cameras in his former base had managed to capture before being destroyed had shown her, in new armor, roundhouse kicking a wave of golden light that had almost completely destroyed Noelle's body beneath the lungs.
Given that the monster that was Scylla was not only capable of strong regeneration but was immensely durable as well, this placed that particular suit in the S-Rank category, which displeased Coil immensely.
Still, it was obviously not her go-to suit for whatever reason, which suggested it wasn't as unbeatable as it appeared to be. It had a weakness of sorts perhaps, or maybe she had a hard time controlling it as of yet. Whichever reason it was, it was an opportunity.
'Outside of her suits, she is vulnerable. Catch her then and she's just a gangly teenage girl.' he thought with a smug smile. 'We'll see how smart you are from inside the Birdcage, little girl.'
Just then, the base shuddered like an Endbringer had just smashed its way through it. Coil flailed for a moment before attempting to use his power again...and screaming in pain again. Through the agony of the worst Thinker headache he had endured (and the second of such intensity that he'd endured in the past few hours), Coil used his formidable willpower to slam a hand on his intercom.
"What is going on?!" he growled out. He hadn't yet linked his computer into the security system of the base, more fool him.
"Sir, we're under attack!" Mr Pitter babbled. "I-It's the Travelers and Masked Rider!"
'The Travelers and Masked Rider had no knowledge of this base's location! So how had they...? Tattletale!' Coil realized darkly, seeing the hand of his former pet Thinker behind this attack. She had been here once before, when he had been running on a tight schedule thanks to the inept planning of his fellow Ellisburg survivor Emily Piggot and had only a brief time to meet and give the blonde teen her marching orders shortly before the Undersiders were formed.
Pulling out a special laser handgun he had bought from Toybox that was twice as powerful as the laser attachments that his soldiers, Coil snapped out an order to Pitter to defend with all hands before hitting the button he really hadn't expected to use anywhere near as soon as this; the button that opened up his secret escape tunnel, leading to a 'disused' garage with a car in it with a full tank of petrol. He would take a holiday and then remotely arrange a transfer to his next place of operations...
His thought was cut off by the sharp retort of two gunshots as the door to his secret passage opened up, revealing Tattletale. The first bullet slammed into the back of his gun hand, making him scream in pain and drop the weapon, while the second one slammed into his right kneecap, dropping him to the now useless knee.
"Well, well, well...looks as if I was right about how a little snake likes to flee at the first sign of trouble." Tattletale said dramatically, a fox-like, smug and above all triumphant grin on her face, with a glitter of utter satisfaction in her eyes behind her domino mask. "All this time under your thumb, all the planning I had for getting out from under your thumb and killing you...and you ended up provoking someone who just says 'nope' to your powers. Hoist on your own petard, so to speak. How ironic."
"H-How...?" he hissed in pain as his hand spasmed uselessly. Keep her talking...
"I had this particular tunnel, and its entrance/exit, deduced within the first three months I worked for you." the Thinker replied, leveling her gun at him evenly. "You never made much of a secret of its existence, so all it took was following your reasoning for an escape tunnel and its probable destination and purpose. This base is the largest base you have left, so assuming your primary base is compromised and this one is attacked, your next logical step is to flee the city, which requires a car. There are a few abandoned garages on the outskirts of Brockton Bay, but only one within a kilometer of this base. And it just so happens to be owned by Fortress Construction Limited...your company, Thomas Calvert. That was a big clue, having not just one, but two bases built to Endbringer Shelter standards inside of Brockton Bay that were built 'off the books' so to speak."
"Hah...took you long enough to figure it out." Coil sneered.
"All of the chasing after Masked Rider that you've done over the last few weeks has made you sloppy at keeping tabs on me; I've found out more about you in the last month than in the rest of the time you've forced me to work for you." Tattletale sneered back. "And now...now I'm going to be free of you for good."
He chuckled a bit before grunting in pain. "Don't make me laugh. You aren't a killer, Sarah Livsey."
"By inclination, no." Tattletale ground out, the barrel of the gun still aimed unerringly towards his head regardless of her anger. "By necessity, I will be. You blackmailed me and threatened me into working for you. I'm no killer...but you made me one. Don't worry...your company will survive, under my leadership. I'll use it better than you did, Tommy boy."
That was just the absolute last straw. He had built Fortress Construction from the ground up (with money from playing the stock market with his Thinker power) and this little bitch thought she could just take it?! He leapt for the gun with his left hand...
...and Tattletale's bullet penetrated his brain with unerring accuracy. The lifeless body of Thomas Calvert, the former PRT Strike Team Captain, CEO of Fortress Construction and the supervillain known as Coil, landed on the floor like a puppet with its strings cut, blood and brain matter splattered across the desk and computer screen.
Tattletale felt her gorge rise, but kept it down with sheer force of will. She was also grateful that Masked Rider's new suit emitted a field stretching at least one block that shut down all permanently active Thinker abilities (like hers) within the field and disrupted the activation of other Thinker abilities within it as well, otherwise the data she'd be getting right now would be making her throw up, willpower or no.
When the door opened a handful of minutes later and the golden-armored suit of Masked Rider entered the room, it was to see Coil's corpse lying to one side of an open secret door, and Tattletale sitting behind the former's desk, clicking away at the computer.
"All of Coil's notes about every Parahuman in Brockton Bay, including their secret identities if he knew them, have been destroyed, as promised." Tattletale said, eyes not leaving the monitor. "I'm currently draining all of his villain accounts and preparing to stage a hostile takeover of his company. The mercs?"
"Suitably pacified and told to sit tight or else." Masked Rider's modulated voice replied. "Is my file on there destroyed as well?"
"All of it is gone. I didn't even look at the contents." the Thinker replied honestly. "You might want to do something about the corpse there. It'll start to stink soon."
"The PRT will have an early morning delivery, with a note attached." Masked Rider nodded. "What will you do now?"
"I was never front line villain material. Mastermind at the rear lines, yes, but not a street villain." Tattletale said with a sardonic twist to her mouth. "I never wanted to be a villain in the first place, but Coil didn't take no for an answer. I've gotten used to the life, so..."
She trailed off.
"Don't murder anyone, don't sell drugs or force people into prostitution and don't let whatever minions you get on your payroll go overboard with civilians and I'll ignore you for the most part." the Tinker said gruffly. "If a crime is committed in front of me, I'll step in, but I won't actively look for your operations. Will that suffice to repay my favor?"
"It's more than I was planning on asking you for, honestly, but I won't look a gift horse in the mouth." the villainess replied with a nod. "Also...if you could figure out how to build that anti-Thinker Field separately from your armor, I'd pay a lot of money for it. My Thinker is permanently active and gives me a painful headache if I overuse it, which happens a lot."
"...I'll consider it." Masked Rider said after a moment of consideration. "No promises though; my tech is mostly suits like this."
"If you can, send a message to my handle on PHO, AllSeeingEye." Tattletale told her, finally looking away from the monitor. "Regardless, I owe you more than I can say. You allowed me to reclaim my freedom and kill the sonofabitch who practically enslaved me for over a year. Villain and hero differences aside...if you need something from me, anything at all, give me a call."
Silently nodding back, Masked Rider grabbed Coil's corpse, slung it over her shoulder and walked out.
The Next Day
Lounge, Hotel Brockton, Brockton Bay
The man seated on the corner armchair wearing a black business suit was Asian, Japanese to be precise. He wore a silver-gray colored suit with a charcoal-gray tie. His hair was neatly cut to just below his ears and he had a charming aura around him...for the unobservant, that is.
"Sir, your coffee." a waiter came up and placed a cup on the table, along with creame and sugar.
"Thank you." the man said curtly. "Are there any papers?"
"Ah...yes." the waiter retrieved one and handed it to the man. "Is there anything else that I can get for you?"
"No, thank you." the dismissal in the suited man's voice was obvious, sending the waiter scurrying away.
Flipping the paper open, one eyebrow rose at the headlines, which screamed in capitals.
SUPERVILLAIN COIL DEAD!
RESPONSIBILITY CLAIMED BY NEW HERO MASKED RIDER!
Claims Coil violated Unwritten Rules!
"Hooh...so the Masked Rider of this world is already making their mark?" he chuckled. "I wonder how whoever it is will take it now that I am here? The time for judgment has arrived, and I, Masamune Dan, shall mete it out!"
And that's where it ends. ^_^
So that's this little ficlet set completed. I'll be moving on to Force Your Way soon, so everyone who liked Kratos!Taylor, strap in. I'll do my best to make it a doozy. Maybe not quite as gore filled as God of War (any of them) but there'll be more than enough to go around.
I have three fics that I'd like to recommend to you all. The first is Mutant Deviations, by Temporal Knight. Classic Taylor, with a mutated Shard. A good fic.
The next two are both by the same author, Baked The Author. The first is called Iron and is basically Taylor with the Berserker Armor (and Guts' spirit along for the ride). Well written and cool to read. The second is called When Life Gives You Lemons, a Worm/Portal 2 Crossover. No, it does not involve sexy stuff, so get your heads out of the gutter. Taylor, and the entire Aperture Science Enrichment Center (including OLD Aperture Science Innovators) are dimensionally shifted to a third, dead, Earth. And three guesses where Taylor is? Oh, and it also has a Good!GlaDOS, which is rare.
I'm also going to be uploading some first chapters of some My Hero Academia stories that ambushed me a while back. Seriously, they would NOT go away until I write them down...bloody plot bunnies. There are three of them, so check them out and let me know what you all think, OK?