Last Time!
I stand behind Overhaul.
One.
Two.
Three.
CRACK.
BUZZ.
SCREAMS.
Bodies fall on the floor as we reveal ourselves and, the rest of the fuckers come out from the door.
With a grin, I state,
"Karma is here to collect his debt from the little sinning birds."
The battle has begun, fuckers.
Now.
That part went smoothly. Like, for once in my illegal mini life, it didn't fuck up somehow! I'm so happy! Too bad, I need to focus now.
The moment the war started, I had to hop back to avoid the clock-hair from Chronostasis. Taking advantage of the moment, I shoot my claws at the Vitality Stealing dude and shock up, successfully knocking him out.
BANG BANG BANG!
I should have known guns were involved. I ski to the side to avoid some bullets along with the hair once more. I'm quick to notice Chronostasis can't move if his hair is moving. Highly inconvenient, in my opinion, especially if you are fighting by yourself. Chronostasis is randomly pushed back from me, but I know why.
"Go find the girl, Sweet Cheeks! We got them from here!" Yeah, only Big Sis Magne calls me that.
"Alright, Sweet Lips! Thank you!" I exclaim as I zoom out of the room while muttering for a new location. I start following directions until I come upon a vast crowd of villains arriving my way.
Of fucking course. The strange thing is that thugs don't hesitate. Usually, villains, even the stronger ones, wait whether it is to study me, to start a monologue, or in fear. The villains that attack me head-on either expected me somehow, are reckless, have no idea who I am (very rare), or they have nothing to lose. I'm going with my gut-feeling and saying it is the second one, mainly because this seems like a cult thing. You can't tell me this isn't a cult thing. They act like it.
"Going to slow down?" I ask with sarcasm. As suspected, they don't. I sigh, " Alright, then." I have a way of dealing with groups by myself. I dash forward into the group while reaching into my jacket. While I duck a hit, I pull out what looks like a pipe-bomb, trigger it, and drop it on the ground. I focus on dodging for a moment with speed, then trigger the shock factor of my gloves. In a snap, electricity fills the entire room. It knocks everybody out except me due to the shock-resistant clothing I wear. It takes a moment for the crackling to go down, but I don't bother to wait as I continue to my way.
Before you ask, I could have done that in the beginning. However, it leaves the environment dangerous for a while - meaning anything can catch on fire or anything else will. That's why I rarely use it. It also must be used in an enclosed room. Anyway, back on topic.
It takes a few minutes, I contact the police during that time, but I arrive at the door to the room that presumably holds the girl. I need to be calm about this. I can't be erratic; I don't want to scare the girl, after all. I pick the lock and slowly open the door.
The room itself is attempting to be comforting. When I mean attempting, I mean it's failing miserably at doing so. The walls and floor are grey. The bedside tables hold rather simple lamps. If you look at the corner, you can see a pile of unopened toys. However, on the queen-size bed, the girl trembles as she sits there looking me as if she is expecting the worst to happen.
The girl is a small pale girl with long, grey hair, red eyes, and a little horn protruding from her right-side of her forehead. She wears a flimsy grey hospital gown with wrappings all up her arms and legs. It seriously pisses me off when people do this. I rarely encounter kids, but when I do, I keep my eye on them for the rest of my life. There are only two kids that I have come across, but I visit them frequently because they don't need to deal with this bullshit. I will admit that I spoil them. They are the only kids I like, the girl about to be added.
I need to not scare her.
Raising my hands in her sight, I remove the claws to show only the black gloves underneath. I remove my bag to put the gloves in before putting it back on my back. Finally, I lift my mask and give her a gentle smile (hard to do).
"Hey. I know it's all scary now, but I'm here to help you. What those people are doing is wrong. The squad and I will get you out of here and into a safe home. What's your name?" Who knew it was so hard to be gentle? Not me!
It takes her a moment to answer in a fearful tone, "E-Eri."
I nod, "That's a nice name, Eri-chan. Do you mind if I come closer?" Do not ever expect me to use honorifics for anybody else besides kids. I receive a nod, "Alright, let me know if you ever become uncomfortable, okay?" Slowly, I approach her. Eventually, I end up beside her, " Do you mind if I sit down, Eri-chan?" Another nod. I sit down, giving her a proud smile, " You're doing good with the conditions you've been set at. Now, may I hug you?" It takes her a moment before she nods again. As gently as my killer body can manage, I wrap my arms around her.
With that, Eri breaks and tackles me into a hug. Following my (forcefully) trained instincts, I pull her on my lap, rocking her gently while rubbing her back. I give her a couple of minutes before I start talking, "As much as I would love to hold you forever, we need to get you out of this disappointment of a room. However, before we do that, um, here," I pull off my jacket and wrap it around her. I know it's short-sleeved, but it works, " I hope that comforts you. You can keep it. Think of it as a promise that I will come back. I may not look the same, but it will be me. You can't call me out on it, alright?" I can feel her confusion, but she nods, " Good. I will be there every step of the way, whether it be as a background character or a major character. Now, to know if it's me, I will call you a little midget. It sounds stupid, but it matches me. You ready to get out of this hellhole?" She nods.
Before anything, I put my mask on, " Oh, I can't be caught in this form. It's illegal. I could have done this legally, but I didn't want to risk losing you. Now, I need you to hold on tight," I explain. I get up, bringing Eri with me. I press her against my chest as I run out of the room while muttering for the nearest exit. However, I get cut off.
"Magne has been eliminated," Mr. Compress announces through the radio. I stop.
"What do you mean she is eliminated?" I ask with a calm voice.
"Overhaul woke up and got her. We got a majority of them, but he fused with one of the bodies. Extremely powerful." I bite my tongue for a moment before speaking.
"Can everyone hear me?" I get a confirmation. I think for a moment," Mr. Compress, is there a chance of revival with how his quirk works?"
"No, sir." I shake. I try to avoid this, but sometimes, you have to.
"If that's the case, everyone but Dabi get out. Dabi, permission to kill. Burn him as slowly and painfully as possible. He deserves it." I so want to chop off his arms and legs and leave him to suffer, but I'm not risking any more of the Fuckers.
"More than willing." Dabi chuckles.
"Did you get the girl, Vi-kun?" Himiko asks.
"Yes. Now get out." With that, I start going through the twisting walls to get the hell out of there. My luck is still shit as we run into a few people, but it's nothing I can't do. I just have to hit them extra hard and let Natural Selection do their thing. It's their fault if they die.
Finally, we arrive outside to see the police out with their guns ready.
I'm not having it.
I scream at them," PUT YOUR DAMN GUNS DOWN! I HAVE A LITTLE GIRL HERE!" And I should be bipolar because I quickly switch to a calm demeanor, shifting her on my left hip so I can look at her, " Sorry, Eri-chan. They're doing their jobs because I'm involved." I look up to see the guns down. Officers move to the side to reveal a familiar man.
He groans, " Virus, why - you know what, I don't care. Hand over the girl."
"Damn, Eraser, you pushy! Give me a moment with her! I'm not going to inject her or anything!" Ignoring him approaching, I lean her close and whisper to her, " There is a phone in that jacket. Text me whenever you want, and I will come. Oh, and the guy in front of us is trust-worthy. He has my seal-of-approval despite looking like he does weed." With that, I set her down, but keep a hand on her shoulder.
I have a message to spread first. I learned that if I am touching someone, that person will not be affected by my voodoo aura thingy-ma-bobber.
With my free hand, I pull out my katana and point it at the police, " If you guys do not treat this little girl with respect, I will not hesitate to put you in place. She keeps the jacket and phone so that I can keep up with her case. This is my only warning to you."
BOOM!
I turn around to see the building burst in blue flames. I turn off the aura and chuckle, " I think it's time for me to go! Smell ya later, nerds!" Taking advantage of the shock factor, I squeeze her shoulder before I run off. Don't worry; I make sure to put my katana away before doing so.
I arrive at the hearse within a minute, jump in the driver's seat, and zoom off. I mean, I'm wanted anyway. No need to attempt to be legal, especially when you drive a VERY recognizable vehicle. Thinking about it, why hasn't this been caught yet? The world may never know!
Beside and behind me, I can hear shuffling from the Fuckers. Tension fills the air.
"We got cocky, Virus. I'm sorry. She didn't deserve that." Mr. Compress starts.
"She did, but she didn't." Twice attempts to join. You tried, buddy.
"She was a good partner." Spinner adds.
"Powerful partner." Dabi.
"A good make-up artist." Himiko.
I sigh, the darkness outside adding to the dull feeling, " Sweet Lips, I hope you can hear us. We are sorry, but I hope you find comfort in the afterworld. Likely not, but we can hope, right? You may have struggled at first, but you helped a majority by the end." We have a moment of silence for once in our damn life. After, I speak up again," What happened?"
Mr. Compress thinks of his response before answering, " He was knocked out. However, he woke up while we were dealing with the crystal man I. Magne was the nearest to him, so she was his target, I assume. From there, we backed up, and Dabi got the order to burn."
I nod as focus on the road. We remain quiet until we get back to the base. When we arrive, I tell everyone to stay the night. I have to plan a funeral for Magne now, so I was going to focus on that. I'm thankful I made everyone in the group write down what they wanted in case they died. Like most normal people, I hoped never to use it. I walk into my office when I hear my Izuku cellphone going off on the table because I left it here. I didn't want to be tracked after all.
SMOKE WEED EVERYDAY!
That was not on the to-do list. I feel like a dumbass because I should have. I YEET myself to the phone and answer, " What up, Eraserhead? Need help falling asleep again?"
"This is important. I sent you coordinates, and I need you there within the next half-hour." Eraserhead responds with bite.
"What happened?" I ask while I remove my mask and change back into Izuku. I hate that I have to dress in something nice when I'm going to be looking at ashes and blood.
"Virus and his team attacked a base. However, when we got there, he came out with a little girl. She isn't speaking to anybody, but she is following orders. Virus gave her his jacket and phone, but we can't take it from her because he threatened us. Then, the building caught in blue flames and left."
"So Virus and Dabi were there. It will take an hour at least for the place to cool down, so how about I talk to the girl and see what I can get?"
"Fine. I have no idea how you will do it, but I'll let you. We are at the hospital near the coordinates. You should know. When should I expect you?"
"Ten minutes. See you soon, hobo!" I tell him too loudly as I shut off my phone. I finish changing, and I fix my now white gloves and jacket. I go outside to my black motorcycle. For once, a legal vehicle because I got it legalized. I can even drive it because I got my license early due to the whole 'being a genius' thing.
Hey, whatever works.
I put on my helmet and drive off.
"Aright, who is ready to rumble!?" I enter as I slam the doors open. I immediately have to avoid being hit by a grey scarf.
"You have no logic. We are in a hospital, idiot. Come on." Eraserhead mumbles, having been sitting and waiting for me presumably. He gets up and walks off as if he is trusting me to follow him.
Don't worry, I am. I mumble, " At least someone would appreciate it."
We arrive at a window that shows Eri sitting on the bed and looking at nothing. I take note that she still has the jacket on. I'm glad the threat worked, but, yeah, this isn't much of an improvement. The only positive is at least they won't do that shit with her. Of course, with a lack of knowledge on her quirk, they had to quarantine her. There are two main ways of figuring out a quirk - having them use their quirk or having someone with a quirk analysis quirk doing it for them. Some people's quirks are apparent, so we don't have to worry about that, and most quirks are not dangerous to their surroundings. However, if you have no idea what it is, you rather not have the person randomly use it for safety reasons. I deny she will tell us.
Good news, I have way too many degrees for my own good. Otherwise, I would have my hands tied behind my back. I walk into the office beside Eri's room and walk over to her files, ignoring the nurse.
"Sir, you don't-" She tries to stop me.
I cut her off by showing her my license that I pulled out of my pocket, " I have permission, lady. I got this, sweets." I feel a smack upside my head, but I ignore it in favor of looking at the papers.
I thank whoever was watching over this girl that she doesn't have anything too serious. Humming, I put the papers down, "I'm going to talk to her. Don't look at me like that, Eraserhead! I'm not going to be like 'hey, were you abused?!' I have a degree in psychology, dumbass."
"You don't act like it."
"When do I ever?" That shuts him up. Before you ask why I can go into quarantine, it's because of my doctor's degree. I have too many to count. Sighing, I open the door and enter her room to see her looking up," What up, little midget?"Eri's eyes widen when I say that, but there is no other emotion. Ain't that sad? "Can I have a name besides little midget? Something tells me I shouldn't call you that." Whether that be Eraserhead screaming in my headset or my gut feeling, we all know which one it is.
"E-Eri." She practically whispers. I give her a warm smile and repeat what I did earlier.
"Eri-chan, eh? I can work with that. Do you mind if I come closer? You look like you could use a hug. You can always stop me anytime. You are in control." I receive a nod, and I start walking closer slowly. It certainly is faster than the first time. I sit on the bed and open my arms. Without hesitation, she jumps into my arms, but not crying this time. I rock her gently, "You're so brave, Eri-chan. I'm so proud. You will get the love and affection you deserve."
I remain in that position for as long as possible, holding Eri. She needs and deserves it. She needs someone to trust, and I'm willing to be her pillar. I fight my hyperactive body for once.
However, I'm forced out at fifteen minutes. Sighing in disappointment, I let go of Eri and stand up, stroking her hair carefully," Rest, Eri. You need all the energy you can get, alright? Good night." I tell her as I put her in bed and tuck her in as a proper adult should. With another pat, I leave the room. The first sight?
Eraserhead glaring at me, "How in the world do you manage that?"
I stare at him with confusion, "What do you mean?"
"Normally, you're horrible with children."
"I am not!"
"Izuku, you told a kid that was being bullied to 'beat the shit out of his bully' because of something involving Natural Selection?"
"It worked out for me!"
"You got kicked out of that school for that exact reason."
"Someone is far behind in the ways, and I will say it is not me. It's society." Eraser sighs.
"I'll just appreciate you were good for once. You should head to the location now. I will update you if anything happens."
"Gotcha! See ya, Pinky!"
"Pinky?"
"Like an eraser!"
"Get. Out."
"FINE, YOU SALTY CRACKER!"
With that conversation out of the way, I get on my motorcycle and go back to the location to pick up clues even though I know what happened.
Edited 4/1/2020