Authors note : Assalam-u-Alaikum! This the first story i have ever written! I have it posted on wattpad and ! I recommend reading the story published on wattpad since i mostly tweak the story on and off. I'll try to keep the changes constant on all sites however that is a hard task which is why there may be variations in the story across the three sites! Without further-ado lets get on with the story! (:

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'How could I have been so stupid! I should've called him out the minute I felt something was suspicious. Aoyama-kun was the traitor. No. He wasn't. He was already dead. Puppeteer you were behind this weren't you. I won't ever forgive you! I am so sorry Aoyama-kun please rest in peace leave the rest to us!'

Ochaco thought as she ran through what seemed like a maze with Melissa trailing behind her. They had to get to the final destination. They had the key to finally end this war, they might not get this chance again. Ochaco suddenly thrusted her hand out stopping Melissa in her tracks.

"Who's there!!" A gruff voice shouted.

Ochaco held her breath and quietly brought out her handkerchief, "I'm warn'n ya i'm armed."

'That means he has a gun. Good he must be quirkless, that makes things easier.'

Ochako heard Melissa take in a sharp breath as the shadow of the man got larger.

"Show yourself!" He shouted.

He got closer and closer. Smirking at as his outstretched hand, Ochaco grabbed his wrist and pulled him forward, twisting his arm behind his back. The gun slipped through his fingers but Melissa grabbed it before it could clatter to the ground.

Kicking his calf Ochaco forced him to kneel, she quickly placed the handkerchief on his mouth, and pressed it firmly o his face. The man struggled but in a matter of few minutes he was knocked out cold.

Melissa took a shaky breath. She hadn't been on many missions like this, she was used to operating things from the shadows, being out on the field wasn't exactly her thing. She glanced towards Ochaco and took in the grim and determined expression on her face.

'We had to do this for the sake of everyone who died and for those who are fighiting to live on.'

Ochaco pulled out a rope from her bag tying the man up, she dragged him to the broom closet right behind them. Melissa stared at Ochaco with a curious expression as she snatched a platinum coloured pin off the persons jacket.

"What are you doing?" Melissa asked, her voice barely above a whisper, "He is one of the lower ranks but he has the platinum crest. I'm not sure if they knew we were coming or not but the closer we seem to get the easier things become. It doesn't seem right"

Melissa gulped in fear, mentally preparing herself for the worst, "Melissa take this." Ochako said as she gave Melissa the pin. "What is this for?"

"Ahh sorry I forgot you're technically new to this." Ochaco rubbed the back of her head apologetically.

"That pin acts like an access card. You place it on the panel and it allows you to enter to the next room. Each room has a different measure of security the red ones means the lowest secured room and platinum means the most secured room." Ochaco explained. Melissa's eyes widened : 'thats why you were checking those pins'

It made sense now as to why she would take her time to search her fallen enemies.

"Melissa you have to move from here all on your own. I'll keep a look out." Ochaco told Melissa.

"Are you sure you can't come?" Melissa asked already knowing the answer.

"No" Ochaco shook her head "but i do have something to give you. Remember the star shaped object Eri handed you?"

Melissa nodded as she brought out the said gadget. It was a medium sized orange device with small holes around the corners. Ochaco brought a similar looking device. She placed it on the bag Melissa had, and gestured Melissa to wear hers as well.

"Do you remember how Toru died?" Ochaco's sudden question made Melissa flinch. She wasn't particularly close to the invisible woman but her death had been a gruesome one. "Yeah.."

"Well Toru left a note before she went on her mission. And.. it was hard for the support crew too.. but it was her wish and..." The broken look began gleaming in Ochacos eyes as her breath slowly became uneven.

"Ochaco breath." Melissa sternly instructed as the brown haired girl took deep breaths, trying to calm herself.

"She left all her hair and a few samples of blood behind." Melissa jaw fell open in disbelief, "She-she said in her note to make a device that would help-help in making others in-in-invisible"

"Your saying.."

"Yes after eleven tries the support crew was able to make such a device. I won't go into detail much but the device will activate only twice so be careful in using it."

"W-what about you?"

"What about me?"

"Ochaco your going to have to fight the two most dangerous villains under All For Ones command! You'll need this more than I will!" Melissa whispered angrily

"No!" Ochaco raised her voice. She placed her hands on Melissa's shoulders, "Right now I want you to forget that we're friends! I want you to forget everything and everyone you love! You need to focus on the task at hand. Besides you need this more than I do and you know it!"

"But.."

"No buts this is final!"

Melissa gritted her teeth in annoyance : 'Ochaco is so..so stubborn! Just like him..' Melissa's shoulders fell accepting her defeat.

"Fine." She agreed reluctantly.

"Thanks, once your finished don't try coming back this way! run straight to Area 37 you'll find Bakugou and Insa waiting for you." Ochako told Melissa not meeting her eyes.

"So..is this goodbye..?" Melissa asked hesitantly.

"No-not necessarily its like see you later. Ok" Ochaco spoke in a gentle tone, "I-I better see you l-later than!" Melissa half shouted.

'Alive'

That was an unspoken word between them. Ochako nodded and turned to run only to stop when Melissa called out to her again, "I just thought you should know he liked you well enough"

Ochaco, gasping in surprise, turned to stare at the corridor Melissa had disappeared in. She stood there for a while as she collected her thoughts. A single tear traced her cheek.

"I don't want to think about that"

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