Karasufurai
Chapter 4: Kaishi
The crow flies for what seems like forever. His wings ache and he has to struggle to keep them beating, having never put this kind of strain on them before.
The crow is happy.
He has a purpose. Fly, Karasuno! his Banner had always begged him. Now, he can finally obey.
The Humans had gotten into a worn-down van as soon as they exited the old school. The sound of the ignition had instantly triggered the reaction of thousands of Grays, though, so they had been going at top speed from the start. The van, despite how shabby it looks, still outpaces the pursuing Grays quickly.
When they had left, it had been morning. Now, it is bordering on evening.
The crow assumes the two Humans have some kind of food in their car, as they don't stop, but he has no such thing. He is absolutely famished.
It's still worth it.
Just when he thinks he might fall out of the sky, the Humans' van slows and makes a turn into a wide, well-worn path.
The crow forces his exhausted wings to carry him a little further, and follows Fool and King from high above as they exit the van and sneak through the sparse patches of trees.
He watches in fascination as they (Fool with the large black bundle of his Banner in his arms) silently duck through the foliage that is steadily getting more and more dense.
The crow noiselessly flits from tree to tree, keeping close to the ground but out of the Humans' sight.
He shuffles along a branch, starts to glance up to see where the Humans are, and freezes.
The crow stares at the scene in front of him, muscles locked in place, and realizes that what he thought were two desperate Humans in search of a reminder of family are anything but that.
This is the start of something much, much greater.