White Light?

That was the first thing Noire Beam saw. It was dim at first but by the time she fully even realized it was there, it was burning. It grew more intense by the minute, sweeping her off her senses, out of her mind. It grew stronger and stronger, but no matter what she did she couldn't get out of its blinding, white grasp.

The light drew its long rays out over her; it enveloped her in a prison of radiance. She squirmed, she screamed, she did everything. She used every last bit of energy she had, and finally it began to work. The glow was still there, but it was not as strong. Lines were beginning to take shape. She saw the face of Shigaraki, quite pale, quite stern, almost insane. But as she began to see more, her expression changed. It was an evil cackle. A cackle so heartless, so ruthless, it sank into her heart and tugged at its soul.

Darkness again.

It is the sunlight that wakes her. Her eyes snap open and the dim remains of a headache fade from her skull. Did I doze off? She doesn't remember being tired. The daily trip to what she calls her prison. She reaches up to rub her eyes, and her fingers push against the fake lenses of her glasses. She drops her hand. The glasses and the suit she is wearing were given to her by her employer, the hero in training hated wearing the suit.

The subway car continues to rattle along, and the brief glimpse of day vanishes as they race back underground.

"Ashes?" Two schoolgirls stand by the train car's door, arms wrapped around handrails, heads dipped together in conversation.

"Mmmhmm," the second girl says. "I heard about it online. Apparently these people just turned into piles of ash ."

"Geez, that's scary."

"That's not all, I heard the same thing is happening all over town."

The first girl frowns, "But, can that really happen to someone?"

The second replies with a shrug and a giggle. "Who knows, after all it could something airborn"

" Dont say that"

Noire's attention drifts away. They weren't talking about anything, not really. Just rumors and nonsense. She doesn't need to pay attention. She doesn't need to care. She had to learn this distinction during her enslavement. It had been the only way to keep herself sane. Know what you need to learn, and then learn it. Nothing else matters. She keeps her eyes on the floor for the rest of the trip.

The train reaches a subsidiary station Shibuya, and Jessi steps off and mixes with the people on the platform. Her shoulders slump forward, her hands are shoved deep in her pockets, her eyes are fixed on the ground. She walks. She occasionally checks the GPS on her phone. She says nothing. She looks at nothing. She tries to think nothing.

She walks.

The sheer amount of people in Shibuya bothers her, Jessi has seen enough nonsense that this should not bother her, she stops.

Suddenly Noire is hit from behind by a man. " Look what we have here, Stain's bitch of a daughter" the man says as he kicks Noire in her mid section, people going to work dont even bother to stop or help just keep walking past. " Your dad hurt a lot of people " the man says as he rips the suits jacket off Noire.

Everything stops.

Everything.

Noire looks up and see's Fat gum, he pushes the man back, he staggers not being able to get his balance, his vision is blurry. Noire got up, Fat Gum stand between her and the man " Her dad might be a villain but Noire is my sidekick and i would like people to show her some respect" he said before walking off, " You coming?"

Noire looks at the man before following Fat Gum, the crowd that had gather when Fat Gum arrived began to murmur.