As Aizawa and the others continued to carefully make their way through the base, the sudden sound of the wall behind them opening up alerted everyone. The heroes watched in a mixture of confusion and awe as the seemingly solid structure started to shift and transform. The edges of the wall slowly receded, revealing an expanse of darkness behind, like a secret void yearning to be unveiled. A soft glow emerged from the depths, growing brighter with each passing moment. Eventually, the conveyor of the glow was revealed to be a large, rectangular television screen that stretched along the inside of the wall. As the screen flickered to life, a familiar face appeared upon the screen, one that angered Eraserhead to no end.
Dr. Hetodah stared at the group of heroes with a malicious smirk.
"Welcome, Heroes, to my humble abode," Hetodah spoke in an exaggerated manner, a mocking look in his eyes.
"Although," he added mockingly. "I suppose you're already familiar with this place, Eraserhead."
Eraserhead growled in response.
"I see you have brought your students as well. I hope you've prepared them adequately, given the circumstances." Hetodah paused to allow his statement to sink in. The students of Class 1-A felt numerous emotions mixing together, anger being the most prominent among them.
"Enough of the bullcrap!" Kirishima shouted angrily. "What the hell have you done to Noikari?"
"Temper, temper," Hetodah replied calmly, his tone betraying no emotion whatsoever.
"You won't get away with this!" Sato shouted in anger. "We are here to bring Noikari home and you will tell us everything we need to know!"
The doctor went silent, leaning forward and resting his arms atop his desk as he studied them through the monitor with a calm and calculating stare, as if examining their every move. With a sudden air of power, Hetodah darkly smiled, his dark green eyes seeming to glow with sinister delight.
"Well, if you want your friend back so badly, who am I to stop you?" With that, the monitor flickered off as the screen receded back into the walls of the facility, leaving the group in silence.
"So, now what do we do?" Momo questioned as she created a few flashlights with her Quirk, handing two to Tokoyami and Shoji respectively.
Aizawa sighed and rubbed his temples, his capture weapon dangling loosely from his wrist. "We need a plan," he stated firmly, his voice cutting through the tension in the room. "We can't rush in blindly and risk-"
Before he could continue his thought, a door stationed on the far side of the facility cracked open, causing the gathered heroes to immediately turn towards the source of disturbance. It was hard to see in the dark hallway but the silhouette of someone walking towards the group caused a wave of fear to surge through everyone.
The sound of footsteps slowly approaching pierced through the silence that had settled over the group, each step sounding like the death knell to their hopes. As light began to shine through the cracks of the boarded-up windows, the being slowly came into view. A heavy silence hung in the air as the group's hearts sank with a mixture of fear and sorrow. It finally stepped fully into view, revealing the mysterious entity that emerged from the shadows, and a sense of dread washed over the group.
Momo was utterly consumed by disbelief, her shaking hands dropping the flashlight she held as the Creation hero fell to her knees in utter despair. The rest of the party were in varying states of shock and fear as they stared in horror at the boy who stood before them.
It was only after several seconds passed that anyone dared to speak.
"Is..." Momo gasped out as her voice broke. "Is that...?" she whispered, tears beginning to fill her eyes.
For the first time in a long time, Eraserhead found himself mentally choking up, unable to say a word as he gazed upon the face of his student. His eyes no longer harbored any joy or happiness as they usually did, now filled with the cold, piercing glare that made everyone shiver involuntarily. Aizawa felt himself extend an arm, a chance to reach out, to connect. . .
"Noikari," Aizawa began as he stepped forward, his expression a mix of determination and anguish, his voice trembling ever so slightly. "It's me, Aizawa-sensei. We're here to bring you back."
Noikari's eyes flickered for a brief moment, a glimmer of recognition piercing through the darkness that had consumed him. But just as quickly, it vanished, replaced by a cold detachment.
"Yes, I know you. Eraserhead, the Hero."
Noikari's voice was devoid of any warmth or familiarity. It sent a chill down the spines of those who heard it, a stark contrast to the vibrant and energetic voice they once knew.
Aizawa clenched his fists, his determination unwavering. "Noikari, you may not remember us, but we remember you. We remember the bright and brave young boy who always aspired to be a hero."
For a moment, it seemed that his words got through to the child, but that hope was quickly crushed as Noikari cracked his knuckles, his Quirk causing dashes of lavender-hued particles to surround his fists.
"I only have one goal; to serve my master and bring forth a new era where the League of Villains are the top dogs."
"You'll find that it won't be as easy as you think."
Averting his gaze behind Aizawa, Noikari saw the piercing gaze of Tokoyami staring intensely into his own, the familiar form of Dark Shadow materializing from behind the humanoid raven.
Eraserhead turned to his student, trying to silently communicate his message to stand down. But Tokoyami's stance was unwavering. Dark Shadow's glowing red eyes radiated a fierce determination, ready to face whatever challenge came their way.
"We're sorry Noikari, but we can't let you do this," Tenya said gently, the engines in his calves thrumming quietly in preparation.
"And do you plan on stopping me?" Noikari inquired as he took a fighting stance, one arm raised in front of his face.
"Yeah, we do." Ojiro confirmed as his tail smacked against the hard floor, creating a dull thud.
Everyone else prepared to fight, some reluctantly so. Sero held his elbows forward, his tape dispensers on full display as his face contorted in worry. Mineta swallowed hard, his grape-like orbs glistening with determination mixed with fear. He quickly gathered his sticky orbs, readying them in his hands, though his grip was slightly shaky.
Mina stood tall, her body swaying with an energetic anticipation. She formed small acid globules in her hands, her pink boots squeaking against the ground as she shifted her weight. Kirishima's resolve ignited, his fists clenched tightly. His hardened skin covered his body, giving off a vibrant crimson hue. He pounded his fists together, creating a resounding impact that echoed through the room.
The room buzzed with tension as Aizawa's attempts to prevent the battle had failed. The students of Class 1-A, each with their unique quirks and unwavering resolve, stood prepared to confront their former friend, Noikari. Their hearts filled with a mix of sadness and determination, they were ready to face the coming storm, hoping to bring back the boy they once knew and put an end to the darkness that consumed him.
Outside of the large facility, another battle was about to take place.
The Colossaeus stood like a statue, his eyes gazing around his surroundings. Hetodah had summoned him outside in order to defend against an ambush while Noikari was fighting the others. It turned out the doctor had made the right call.
Pro Heroes who had joined Eraserhead surrounded the giant from all angles, more than willing to help their fellow hero in the rescue. Snipe's hand started reaching towards his holster. Present Mic cleared his throat. Tiger stood still as a boulder, unmoving and unflinching. Ectoplasm created two clones which flanked the giant's sides. Mt. Lady grew to an impressive size of 30 feet, looming over the Colossaeus from behind.
Finally, directly in front of the monolith, the last hero stepped forward. His elephantine legs left craters in the earth for each step he took. His size was immense, only standing a head shorter than the Colossaeus. A clawed hand gripped the cloak he was wearing and tossed it off, revealing a wide, reptilian-like body. Charcoal-grey scales, toughened by decades of fighting, protected its rippling muscles. A thick tail dragged behind it, occasionally whipping around in the dirt. Its upper lip curled into a sneer, a growl leaving the beast's maw before it evolved into a mighty roar that shook the area.
Although having been a successful actor for many years, a rise in villainy had brought him out of retirement and back into the line of heroism, but there was more to it. Although he wouldn't say it out loud, he had also come out of retirement for the purpose of having a good fight. As the Colossaeus planted a leg into the dirt, the other Pro Heroes stood by, waiting for the signal.
With a thunderous bellow, Gojiro charged forward, his massive form barreling towards the Colossaeus with incredible speed and force. The ground trembled beneath his colossal footsteps as he closed the distance, his primal instincts taking over. . .
Noikari waited in anticipation, his body poised to strike at a moment's notice. Aizawa couldn't help but feel a heavy weight in his chest as he looked at Noikari, the child he once knew, now standing before him as an enemy. He had exhausted all his efforts to reach him, to make him remember the light that once burned within his heart.
But it was clear that Noikari's resolve had hardened, his allegiance to the League of Villains unyielding, no doubt thanks to whatever inhumane methods Hetodah was using to control him.
As the tension in the room mounted, Aizawa glanced at his students, the brave heroes-in-training who were ready to face this challenge head-on. They stood firm, their eyes filled with unwavering resolve. For a moment, no one moved or made a sound; it was a standoff.
And then, there was chaos.
In one swift motion, Noikari used his Quirk to create a spear which he hurled towards Ojiro at blinding speed. In an instant, Mina jumped in front of the tailed hero and created a shield of hardened acid to intercept the incoming spear. The spear collided with the Acid Veil, causing a burst of sizzling steam and acidic fumes. Noikari's eyes twitched for a moment, impressed with the pink-skinned girl's reflexes. Before he could attempt another attack, Sato rushed in, having just consumed a batch of Sugar to increase his strength, his body bulking up as a result. Sato's muscles bulged, his enhanced strength propelling him forward like a charging bull. With a thunderous roar, he swung his fist towards Noikari with all his might, aiming to deliver a devastating blow. Noikari dodged the telegraphed attack with ease, evading Sato's powerful punch by swiftly ducking to the side. Taking advantage of Sato's momentary imbalance, Noikari swiftly countered with a low sweep kick, knocking the sugar-filled brute to the floor. As Noikari returned to his feet, he felt a strand of adhesive cloth begin to coil around one of his arms. On the boy's left, he felt Sero's tape extending rapidly, wrapping around his arm like a constricting snake.
"We're just trying to restrain him," Aizawa reaffirmed as he watched Sero struggle to hold onto Noikari with his tape.
"Easier said than done!" Sero began exclaiming before he felt himself pulled forwards by his tape. Noikari, seizing the opportunity, swiftly grabbed hold of Sero's tape and used it to swing the startled student around, using him as an improvised weapon. Sero's body spun through the air, crashing into Uraraka. The unexpected collision sent the two students crashing to the ground in a heap. As Noikari attempted to rush the downed heroes and capitalize on his advantage, he found himself facing the next wave of resistance.
Plugging her earphone jacks into her boots, Kyoka unleashed a powerful surge of sound vibrations. The vibrations traveled as a solid wall of sonic force, reverberating through the air as it collided against Noikari. The intense sound wave slammed into Noikari, forcing him to shriek as the piercing noise threatened to burst his eardrums. Just as soon as it began, the sound waves ended, leaving Noikari briefly disoriented. Had the boy recovered a moment later, he would've been unprepared as a mass of darkness barreled towards him at blinding speed. Tokoyami commanded Dark Shadow to attack, the sentient shadow screeching as it swiped at Noikari with claws sharp enough to cut through steel. Noikari's instincts kicked in with lightning speed as he sensed the imminent danger approaching. His body moved with remarkable agility, performing a swift sidestep to evade Dark Shadow's onslaught. The air whistled as the shadowy claws passed by, barely missing their mark.
As the claws sliced through the air, once more Noikari's body continue to contort in a graceful dodge, reminiscent of a dancer avoiding an unseen partner. His movements were fluid and precise as he shifted his weight effortlessly, using every muscle fiber to evade the deadly attack. Eventually though, he slipped up, and Dark Shadow was able to land a glancing slash across his chest, cutting through his shirt and leaving a shallow gash along his skin. Noikari traced his fingers over the cut for a moment, probing the wound. It stung, but thankfully it wasn't deep enough to draw blood. Still, he needed to take care of Dark Shadow quickly.
Deciding that it was time to use the new abilities he had gained from Dr. Hetodah, Noikari put both of his hands out as Dark Shadow lunged forward once more, roaring all the while. Before Tokoyami's vessel could attack, it felt itself surrounded by a circular flow of energy which stopped Dark Shadow in place. Noikari's arms trembled slightly as he held the dark mass at bay.
Dark Shadow shrieked in fury as it tried to break free, its form writhing and contorting as it was held in some type of psychic hold. When the time was right, Noikari extended his hands outward and blasted Dark Shadow straight through the wall of the warehouse, temporarily removing it from the fight.
𝘈 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘨o. . .
The Colossaeus stood silent as the combined front surrounded him. Each Pro Hero that surrounded him were some of the best that Japan had to offer. Although a part of him despised fighting, he knew that his creator's will was more important.
But was it really?
Before the Colossaeus could dwell on these thoughts for too long, the sound of heavy footfalls rapidly approaching broke him out of his stupor, the being responsible charging right at him.
His clawed feet sinking into the ground, Gojiro roared as he pulled a hand back, the Colossaeus doing the same as the distance between the two shrunk. Artificial muscle collided with atomic might as the two powerhouses locked hands in a test of strength. Amazingly, the Colossaeus' mighty strength was enough to barely outmatch Gojiro's, who felt himself being slightly pushed back by the giant's mighty power. Before the Colossaeus could attempt to bring him down, Gojiro tensed his body as he pushed the giant back with all of his might, breaking the struggle and forcing the Colossaeus to take a step back. To the utter shock of the giant, Gojiro then ran forward before leaning back on his tail, letting gravity do the rest of the work as he drop kicked the behemoth in the stomach. As the Colossaeus stumbled backwards, the wind knocked out of his lungs, he suddenly felt his body being peppered by a small stinging sensation.
Turning his head, the giant saw Snipe firing upon him with his gun, his Quirk assuring that each shot hit their mark. Several bullets pierced the skin of the Colossaeus, drawing blood, but he hardly reacted. The bullets were but bug bites to him. The puppet of Dr. Hetodah slowly trudged forward towards the gunslinging hero, only to be cut off by Tiger who leapt into action, smashing an uppercut into the Colossaeus' chin. More surprised than hurt, the Colossaeus swung a meaty fist in retaliation, only for Tiger's body to bend around the attack with his Pilabody Quirk, allowing him to evade it.
Annoyed, the Colossaeus prepared to continue his assault only to stop as he watched Tiger leap away. This confused the giant: why had he retreated?
The Colossaeus got his answer as a large shadow fell over his form, Mt. Lady's foot coming down a second later to stomp him deep into the ground. The giant heroine smirked, believing the fight to be over. She was quickly proven wrong when she felt her leg begin to rise, although not under her own power. A low groan was heard from beneath Mt Lady's sole as the Colossaeus slowly lifted her leg up off of himself, his muscles straining with every second. His face contorted in anger as, with every ounce of strength he had, the Colossaeus pushed Mt. Lady's foot off of him, effectively toppling her onto the ground. Trees were torn from their roots and promptly crushed as Mt. Lady's towering form came crashing down with a tremendous boom that shook the ground, creating tremors that nearly caused the gathered Pro Heroes to lose their footing.
The Colossaeus crouched down, preparing to come down upon Mt. Lady with a stomp, only to stop as he felt someone ram into his side. The monolith could only stumble back as Tiger attempted to tackle him to the ground. The Colossaeus fought back, shoving the member of the Wild Pussycats away.
As the sounds of battle continued to echo through the air, a lone figure watched from the rooftop of the warehouse, his presence masked by the ensuing brawl. Dr. Hetodah stood silently, his gaze fixed on the intense clash between the heroes and his creations. In one hand, he held a control device, its buttons and switches reflecting the sunlight. The Colossaeus didn't need any inhibitors or special devices to control him, for he was completely loyal to his master. Noikari on the other hand, could prove troublesome. It had taken a great deal of time and effort for Dr. Hetodah to bring Noikari back under his control. If the boy were to snap out of his control and regain his memories. .
The scientist refused to consider what would happen next, out of either pride or fear.
Noikari strained as he forcefully ripped one of Mineta's sticky spheres from his hand, flinging it back towards the grape-haired hero with a swift motion. His movements were a blend of agility and power, his body reacting instinctively to the threats around him. Noikari's powers surged within him, a swirling storm of dark energy waiting to be unleashed. The sound of humming engines assaulted Noikari's ears as he barely ducked under an Engine-boosted kick from Ida. Unfortunately, this left him vulnerable to an attack from Ojiro, who wrapped his tail around Noikari's midsection, holding him in place. The child struggled against Ojiro's constricting grip, thrashing in a desperate attempt to break free. From one of his hands, a thin light began to form as Noikari attempted to use his Quirk to create a weapon, only to stop as Sero began to entangle him further with his tape. Noikari's vision blurred as the heroes closed in, their combined efforts focused on restraining him. Mineta pulled two spheres from his head before tossing them at Noikari's feet, immobilizing his legs. Dark Shadow, having returned from Noikari's previous attack, joined Ojiro in coiling against Noikari's body.
Even with four students and Dark Shadow simultaneously holding him in place, Noikari still fought against the restraints, trying with all of his might to break free. As time dragged on, however, his struggles began to lessen, leaving Noikari to only grunt and pant with exertion. His body, drained from the intense battle, started to weaken under the combined power of his classmate's trap. Doubt began to creep into his mind as he wondered if he had failed his master.
Seeing that for the moment the fight was over, Eraserhead opened his mouth slowly, attempting to communicate with Noikari. But he was stopped as someone else stepped forward, her voice steady and filled with concern. "Noikari, you may not remember, but I know there's a part of you that still fights against Dr. Hetodah's control," Momo said, her eyes locking onto Noikari's. "I believe in your strength, and I won't give up on you. None of us will."
"Shut up!" Noikari shouted, his rising anger slowly giving him strength. Once again, his thrashing made those who were holding him struggle to keep him in place. Eventually, a loud tearing sound was heard, confirming that they didn't have much time left.
With a sudden pulse of power, Noikari screamed in rage as his tentacled form emerged and threw all of his captors aside. Ojiro, Mineta, Sero and Dark Shadow were all tossed in different directions, the latter fading away from a combination of injuries and exposure to the sunlight. As Noikari panted in exhaustion, his eyes went red with rage as he saw Momo separated from the group. As two of his tentacles split in half to create his wings, he flew forward, aiming to kill the girl and be rid of her futile attempts to save him. Momo's eyes widened in fear as Noikari's enraged form charged towards her. As Noikari got closer, Tenya and Eijiro jumped in front of him to protect Momo.
Skidding to a halt as Tenya's engines flared to life, Noikari put a hand up to block the incoming kick. The sheer force of the impact sent a shockwave through the area, shaking the ground beneath them. Despite this, Noikari was unmoved as he instead wrapped his tentacles around Tenya's legs before tossing him into Eijiro, sending both teens to the ground in a heap. From the sidelines, Aizawa sent his capture device forward in an effort to pull Momo away, but Noikari's tendrils cut through it as if it were paper. Momo's eyes widened in alarm as she swiftly activated her Quirk, creating a shield to protect herself. The tendrils struck against the shield, sending reverberations through Momo's body, but the barrier held strong. Pulling back for a moment, Noikari began to bombard the shield with punch after punch.
Momo gritted her teeth, straining to maintain her shield under Noikari's relentless assault. Each punch sent shockwaves rippling through the barrier, threatening to break through and reach her. She could feel the strain on her quirk and her own physical strength as she held on. Unfortunately, it was not meant to be, as with a final strike, the barrier shattered into fragments, leaving Momo vulnerable and exposed to Noikari's attacks. As the dust settled, Noikari stood there, his eyes filled with anger as his tentacles hovered around him, intent on impaling Momo.
Overcome by emotions, Momo fell to her knees, her voice trembling in desperation as tears began to form in the corners of her eyes. "Noikari, please... remember who you are," Momo pleaded, her voice filled with a mix of fear and determination. "I know you're in there somewhere. Noikari, please... remember who you are," Momo pleaded, her voice filled with a mix of fear and determination. "I know you're in there somewhere, fighting against the control. We've seen your strength, your kindness. Don't let it be overshadowed by this darkness."
Noikari's eyes flickered with a hint of recognition, as if a distant memory struggled to resurface. His tense expression wavered for a moment, and a pained expression crossed his face. Momo's words reached deep within him, stirring something buried beneath the surface.
"You have friends who care about you," Momo continued, her voice trembling. "We've all seen the person you truly are, the person who fights for justice and protects others. We won't give up on you, even if you've lost sight of yourself."
The tension in Noikari's body began to ease, as if the battle within him raged on. His tentacles twitched, showing signs of internal conflict. The darkness that had engulfed him fought against the flickering light of his true self.
Momo moved closer, her voice filled with desperation. "Noikari, remember the times we've laughed together, the moments of friendship and camaraderie. You're not alone in this. We're here to help you find your way back."
Noikari's fists clenched, his struggle evident in his face. Sweat dripped down his brow as he fought against the control that held him captive. The internal battle played out in his every movement, as if his body and soul were at war.
Finally, with a resolute expression, Noikari let out a guttural growl. The dark aura surrounding him trembled and waned, as if his true self fought to break free. His eyes, once clouded with darkness, flickered with a glimmer of recognition.
"Noikari, you can do it!" Momo encouraged, her voice filled with hope. She could sense that he was on the verge of breaking free from the control that had taken hold of him.
With a surge of determination, Noikari exerted every ounce of strength he had left, channeling his inner power to push against the darkness. The struggle intensified, as if the very fabric of his being was tearing apart.
The dark aura around Noikari began to crack and dissipate, revealing glimpses of his true form underneath. The tendrils that had once served as weapons of destruction now trembled, losing their grip on him as they receded back into his body. His friends watched with bated breath, their hearts filled with anticipation.
Suddenly, a surge of energy surged through Noikari's body, radiating from his core. He let out a primal roar, unleashing a burst of power that shattered the remnants of control that held him captive. And then, all was quiet. The warehouse fell into an eerie stillness as the remnants of the dark presence that had consumed Noikari dissipated into thin air. Noikari stood there, his chest heaving with exertion, his body drenched in sweat. The child's eyes widened as he saw Momo kneeling in front of him. Momo," Noikari whispered. He blinked, trying to fully comprehend the sight before him. The darkness that had clouded his mind was gone, replaced by a sense of clarity. But it wasn't permanent.
Momo smiled softly, her eyes shimmering with tears of joy. "Yes, it's me," she replied, her voice filled with warmth. "You're back, Noikari. You broke free from the control."
"No, not yet" Noikari interrupted, his voice firm but tinged with a hint of uncertainty. He took a step back, his gaze fixed on the ground. "I've only broken free for a moment, but I can tell you where he's hiding before it comes back."
Before Noikari could continue, a field of electricity surrounded him, causing the boy to scream in agony as he fell to his knees.
"What's happening?" Eraserhead shouted.
Momo's heart sank as Noikari screamed in agony, and Eraserhead's urgent question echoed in the air. Everyone gathered quickly began scanning the surrounding area, seeing nothing. Back in his hidden lab, Dr. Hetodah smirked as he held down the button that controlled the electric field around Noikari. The pain coursing through Noikari's body was unbearable, and his struggles only seemed to fuel Dr. Hetodah's sadistic pleasure. With his location hidden, they couldn't hope to stop him . . .
One final punch sent Gojiro crashing to the ground, unconscious. The bodies of the other Pro Heroes were spread amongst the area, similarly injured. In the center of the conglomerate, the Colossaeus heaved in exhaustion as he brought a hand up to his chest. The fight had been difficult, but he had done it; he had triumphed over the strongest!
And yet, he didn't feel victorious.
Before he could ponder these thoughts for too long, a cry of torment sounded from the inside of the warehouse. The Colossaeus instantly recognized the voice. It belonged to his 'brother', Noikari. The giant had known about the doctor's failsafe should the child break free from his control, but to think he would actually use it. .
The eyes of the Colossaeus narrowed as his hands balled up into fists. Slowly, he began to march into the base of Dr. Hetodah, determined to put an end to all of this as he picked up speed, preparing to smash straight through the wall. .
Noikari's screams filled the air, his body wracked with unbearable pain. As his vision blurred and consciousness threatened to slip away, those of Class 1-A became desperate to help him. Morphing two of his tentacles into a set of ears, Shoji planted them into the ground, hoping to pick up any sounds that could lead to Hetodah's location, Kyoka doing the same with her earphone jacks.
"We don't have time!" Eijiro shouted urgently, his mind in a panic. "You guys need to find him now!"
In a rare moment of losing his patience, Shoji morphed one of his free tentacles into a mouth. "Do you think I'm not working on that?!"
Shoji's response was filled with frustration and urgency, reflecting the immense pressure they were all under. The situation was dire, and time was running out for Noikari. The rest of Class 1-A understood the gravity of the situation and redoubled their efforts to locate Dr. Hetodah. Before tensions could rise any further, the ground beneath them shook, a colossal figure appearing in the darkness.
Everyone held their mouths open in shock as the Colossaeus revealed himself, his eyes trailing across the group. In particular, he spotted Momo, who was horrified to see the man- no, the 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 that had nearly killed her. A few of the students such as Eijiro and Tenya prepared to fight, only to be shocked as the Colossaeus than turned away from them, instead walking to one of the adjacent walls. The gathered heroes watched as the giant lumbered to a discolored section of the wall. Putting his massive hands on opposite sides of the wall, the Colossaeus tore it apart, revealing a barricade made of pure titanium. Rearing a giant fist back, the Colossaeus slammed it into the titanium barricade with tremendous force. The impact created a deafening sound, echoing through the warehouse. Cracks appeared on the surface of the barricade, but it held its ground.
Two more punches from the Colossaeus followed, each one delivering an earth-shaking impact to the titanium barricade. The cracks deepened, spreading like a network of fractures across its surface. The heroes watched with bated breath as the barricade teetered on the brink of collapse. With a final blow, the blockade shattered into a thousand pieces, sending titanium fragments flying in all directions. The heroes shielded themselves from the debris as the Colossaeus trudged through opening, entering the chamber beyond.
Inside, the giant found himself in a vast, dimly lit room. The air was heavy with an eerie stillness, broken only by the faint hum of machinery and the occasional drip of water. The room seemed to stretch endlessly, its boundaries obscured by darkness.
In the center of the room was a visibly alarmed Dr. Hetodah, who was still holding onto the control device that was administering the electric currents into Noikari. Glaring at his 'father' with hatred, the Colossaeus slowly approached, each heavy step causing the ground to tremble beneath his immense weight.
"No more," the Colossaeus growled, his voice resonating with a deep, primal intensity. "You will pay for what you have done."
Dr. Hetodah's face contorted with a mix of fear and defiance. He attempted to back away, but the giant's imposing presence blocked any escape route. His fingers tightened around the control device, a desperate attempt to maintain control over Noikari.
"You don't understand!" Dr. Hetodah exclaimed, his voice tinged with desperation. "I was trying to create something extraordinary, something that would change the world! Noikari was merely a vessel for my genius!"
The Colossaeus's eyes burned with anger as he reached out, his massive hand closing around Dr. Hetodah's wrist. The scientist winced in pain, but still clung onto the control device.
"You may have created this darkness within him," the Colossaeus began, "but I will be the one to free him from it."
With an immense display of strength, the Colossaeus wrenched the control device from Dr. Hetodah's grasp before crushing it in his hand without effort, rendering it useless. The electric currents that had tormented Noikari ceased, and the boy's body slumped to the ground, momentarily relieved from his torment. The Colossaeus grabbed Hetodah by the collar, lifting him effortlessly off the ground. The scientist squirmed and struggled, his face pale with fear. Turning to leave, the Colossaeus brought the madman out of the room, harshly tossing him to the ground in front of Eraserhead. For a moment, the two stared at each other in silence. Eraserhead's gaze was stern and unwavering, his quirk-erasing ability activated and ready to neutralize any potential threat. The Colossaeus, towering over the fallen scientist, held him firmly in his grip, his eyes filled with a mix of anger and sadness.
"No more," the monster solemnly stated.
"Fool!" Dr. Hetodah spat. "You should be grateful. I created you!"
"You may have created me," the Colossaeus started with a deep, resonating voice, "but you never controlled me. I am not your creation; I am my own being." His grip on Hetodah tightened slightly, but he didn't resort to violence. Instead, he continued, "Your actions, your cruelty, and your disregard for life have no place in this world."
Dr. Hetodah's defiance faltered as he realized the gravity of his situation. Surrounded by heroes, his twisted ambitions lay in ruins, and his attempts at manipulating the Colossaeus had failed miserably.
Without another word, the Colossaeus released his grip on Hetodah, allowing Eraserhead to tightly restrain the scientist with his capturing weapon. The metal wires wrapped around Hetodah's body, immobilizing him and rendering him unable to escape. As Aizawa secured the doctor, the Colossaeus walked over to Noikari's burned and battered body, kneeling in front of the boy, much to the concern of Aizawa's students. A small red coat of energy surrounded the Colossaeus' hands as he recited an old verse from the balladry of a friend long gone.
"Ancient echoes of valor and strength,
Whispered by legends long past,
Guide my hands with healing's embrace,
Restore the wounded, make them last.
In the presence of heroes, I stand,
With gentle touch, wounds I mend,
To bring solace to those in pain,
And bring their suffering to an end.
May this verse be a bridge to light,
As darkness fades and hope takes flight,
With each heartbeat and every breath,
Let healing prevail, conquering death."
The red energy intensified around the Colossaeus' hands, enveloping Noikari's battered body. The students, filled with a mix of curiosity and concern, watched as the healing energy worked its magic, soothing Noikari's injuries and revitalizing his weary form.
A moment of silence filled the air as the Colossaeus poured his ancient power into the healing process. The students, once fearful of the colossal figure, now witnessed the depths of his compassion and the extent of his abilities.
Time seemed to slow as the red energy infused Noikari's body, repairing damaged tissues and rejuvenating his strength. The pain faded, replaced by a sense of warmth and comfort.
Finally, the Colossaeus finished the recitation, and the red energy dissipated. He withdrew his hands, revealing a transformed Noikari, his injuries healed and vitality restored. The boy's eyes fluttered open, meeting the Colossaeus' gaze with astonishment and gratitude.
Noikari took a deep breath and slowly stood up, testing his newly healed body. He looked at Aizawa with a mixture of relief and gratitude.
"I'm... I'm okay, Aizawa-sensei," Noikari replied, a hint of fatigue still evident in his voice. But he was also confused. Turning to face the Colossaeus, Noikari remarked, "You healed me, but why?"
"From one creation to another," the Colossaeus responded, his voice deep and resonant. "I understand the pain and suffering you've endured, for I too have experienced the weight of being created by another's hand. It is a burden we both bear."
He paused for a moment, his eyes filled with empathy. "But in this world, we have the power to define ourselves. We can choose the path of compassion and healing, even in the face of adversity. A part of me has always loathed violence, but the doctor had no qualm with using me as a weapon. He never thought I would rebel against him, and he was right, for I have nowhere to go."
The Colossaeus then turned to leave the warehouse, punching another hole into the wall that led outside. The remnants of the destroyed wall crumbled as he stepped through, his colossal figure casting a shadow over the debris-strewn ground.
"Wait!" Noikari called out, trying to get the giant's attention. But it was too late. Just as quickly as he had arrived, the Colossaeus was gone, his massive form fading into the shrubbery.
"Wait, we're just letting him go?" Eijiro exclaimed, stunned that nobody else seemed to be concerned with the decision.
"If you want to try and stop him, go right ahead," Eraserhead replied while pointing into the forest.
For a moment, Eijiro considered the idea, but he then remembered how the thing was able to fight Izuku, Bakugo, and Noikari all at once.
"Nevermind, I think I'll pass."
(AN) Hello everyone, the author here! Hope you all enjoyed this chapter. I had a lot of stuff going on in life recently and so I wanted to make this chapter longer as repayment. Also, I want to thank the first person to leave a review on the fic. (Unfortunately, it was a guest so I can't thank them personally) nevertheless, I hope you guys look forward to the next chapters to follow. PLUS ULTRA!