"Oh, I can't wait for this fight!" Kalna said as she threw the empty packet into a garbage disposal. "So, Harp, you haven't told us, what is Namek like?"
"I wasn't born on Namek." He said, clearly not wanting to talk about it.
"Oh? Then what world did you call home?" She asked him.
"That isn't important." And after that he cut off all conversation with the two Saiyans.
"Oh come on, your no fun. Oh well... I hope this Earth has cute boys though, being cooped up with no one but my brother and a slug man leaves a girl wanting. And I just can't get any privacy." She said to no one in particular.
"Shut up pervert. You know that you aren't allowed that kind of material at our age." Her brother hit her in the head with a fruit.
"Oh, come on, I'm the older one here so you have to do what I say." She threw the fruit back.
"I outrank you!" He said exasperated. "Because you kept on sneaking in those magazines during basic training. Where do you keep finding them?"
"That's for me to know." she had a devilish grin. "And you to be forever confused about."
"Shut up." Harp growled. "Why did I have to be assigned you two?"
Chapter 90: Hero meeting
Over the next two weeks I pushed my self beyond all reasonable limits. I trained till my hands bled day after day after day. Late into the night I would be in the training room alone long after Deku had to call it quits his body just unable to keep up, while he was closing the gap with each day I was just advancing so fast with such intensity that my body ached from the last day's training even after getting healed up. I had barely eaten as well, my classmates tried to talk me out of this, but... I had to save them.
For their sake... for the sake of my pride... for the humanity that had grown inside me.
Each arm curl screamed in pain. Each rep on the bench press tore into my nerves. My bloody cloth wrapped hands stung as I lifted the metal bar. I racked the equipment before sitting up curling into my self touching my face, my cheeks had hollowed out a bit. 'I need to do more...' I stood up only for my legs to give out from me, but a hand caught me.
"Woah there. Take a break." Deku sat me back down as he pushed a water bottle into my hand. "This isn't healthy." He said as pulled out some food. "Mom sent me this for you." I downed the water in three large gulps and gingerly took the box of food. In it was a beautiful arrangement of food. I carefully took a few bites, but my mouth tasted like copper. "Fuma, you are killing yourself over this. I'm just as worried as you are about them." He held my hand.
"I... I had them. I could have saved them right there... but I didn't." I tightly squeezed his hand, blood staining his hand through the cloth.
"No, we aren't going down this path again. You need to focus on something else. This... it's only gotten worse. I know why you are doing this, but it won't mean anything if you kill yourself training. You have barely eaten, drank or slept." His green eyes looked deep into mine. "Why do you still refuse to call yourself a hero? Is it because you are scared that you won't be able to stand up to that title?"
I looked away, eyes tearing up. "I know I can't, you saw the crowds reaction at the sports festival. It's easier for me to be a warrior, because people won't look to me to save them. I'm just another Saiyan brute." He wrapped his arms around me.
"Don't say that. Just give them time... I don't care what they think of you, to me you are a amazing hero. You are more then a brute." He held me close... and for once I was the embarrassed one.
"Shut... up you damn nerd." I said under my breath, "You don't know what you are talking about."
The next morning I woke up to a text from Sir Nighteye, to go to the Agency, but not bring our hero costumes. I swung my legs out of bed and quickly showered and got dressed in my uniform. I shook my hair loose and walked out of the dorms having only grabbed a bagel from Sato who didn't complain, happy that I was eating something. Outside was Deku, Tsu, Uraraka, Kirishima and Astero who was walking on his own again... in fact… had he gotten taller?
As we walked along we had a casual conversation, not really paying attention as we all headed in the same direction... taking the same busses. The same train. "This is odd." Kirishima said.
"No it isn't, don't you get it, we all have the same destination." Astero said. "Why else would we be getting on the same path? We were all called to a Hero Agency for a reason."
And soon we arrived at that very agency, finding that the UA Big three had gotten here before us. Mirio waved at us as the nine of us entered the building jam packed with heroes. I spotted Ryuku, the Dragon hero that Uraraka and Tsu were doing their work studies with along side Nejire. Fatgum for Amajiki, Kirishima and Astero and... "Mr. Aizawa?" Uraraka asked the tired black haired and suited man, his grey scarf resing in a pile on his shoulders. "What are you doing here?"
"I could ask you lot the same thing. I was called in last minute for... this conference by Sir Nighteye." He said. "And we are off school property, you are to call me by my hero name."
"Yes Sir." We all said just before a door opened and we all looked up at the grim face of Sir Nighteye.
"It is time we began." He said simply. And we all made our way up stairs, sitting down at a grouping of tables arranged in a hollow square. "Now many of us have never worked before, only knowing each other through reputation or mutual acquaintances." The slim hero said, his two sidekicks at his side Bubble Girl and Centipider, a hero with a bug mutation quirk. "We have no time for introductions."
We all sat quietly as I looked at all the pro heroes. All of them with intense looks in their eyes. "What is this about Nighteye?" A man with dark brown skin and dreed locks asked, his gold and green hero costume decorated with keyholes.
"The Shei Hassaikai, Rocklock." Bubble Girl said as she brought up the criminal organization's emblem of a lotus flower.
"Yakuza? Aren't they normally handled by the police?" Ryuku asked, part of her face hidden by decorative metal claws, her red dress seeming far too formal for this occasion given the other heroes outfits.
"On most occasions that is the case, but this is different. Each hero I have called here due to their specific skills, or information on the situation. Let us begin. Two weeks ago three students from UA attending our Hero agency made a discovery about the Shei Hasaiikai 's leader, Kai Chisaki or Overhaul as he calls himself. Histwo daughters, Eri and Ka'ne. Up until this point we had no knowledge of their existence. Their arms and legs were bandaged heavily and Ka'ne had a blood splatter across the front of her clothes." Centipeder explained.
I looked away from the heroes. Looking at Astero, he had a look of shock on his face, one that meant 'Another Saiyan?' "What dose this have to do with the investigation?" Rocklock asked.
"I'll be getting to that, but first we need all the pieces. Fatgum I believe your agency had a encounter that same day." Nighteye said.
"Yes, while on patrol we countered a group of street thieves making their escape with bags of stolen cash. I subdued most of them while Amajiki caught one that escaped my hold with his quirk. As we were detaining the group a final member that had been on look out shot Amajiki with a round that injected him with quirk nullifying drug. He had fired a second time but that time Red Riot leapt in the path of the bullet glancing off his fore head before he and tech pursued the crook down a one way street cornering him." Fatgum explained.
"From there Kirishima landed a hit taking him to the ground, as he went to detain the criminal he injected himself with a drug that vastly increased his quirk's power... at the cost of his body and mind, he became apelike, growing fur and a tail, much like my own transformation only on a smaller scale." Astero finished. "He was finally detained, but I was hospitalized in the process."
This perked my attention and it wasn't in the way I wanted. 'No... no surely...' I looked at Deku and he had a grim look on his face.
Uraraka and Tsu remained silent as Ryuku and Nejire explained their own encounter with the Oozaru Drug. "We did tests on what we could recover of both samples. The Quirk nullification... it chilled me to the bone. Human DNA." Fatgum said and the three of me, Deku and Mirio looked dejectedly at the table. "But the second one made no sense, there was DNA, incredibly similar to human but it didn't match any know living species on this planet."
I looked at Aizawa and he sighed before nodding. "Because... it isn't from this Planet." I said.
"Are you talking about Aliens, Nighteye, I don't care if they are..."
"I know this because I'm not from this planet." I looked up at the hero. "And neither is Ka'ne or Astero... we are members of the Saiyan people."
"You seriously didn't have that joke ready for your interview." Mirio said trying to break the cold mood.
"It's not a joke." Aizawa said. "UA has been harboring two Aliens."
Hey... I may have had two twelve hour work days back to back. I am tired, sore and in need of a hug. I hope you enjoy this chapter.