Hey everyone! Been quite a while. This chapter in particular did not want to be written. but I feel it turned out really well. I'm especially excited for the future of this fic, and my other fics as well. My family has been preparing to move houses and the countdown had begun, so I have been a bit distracted. But rest assured, I am still working on the other writings. Anyways, not too much to say here, so enjoy chapter two.

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Consciousness was a slow process. After Himiko took my hand, the room, along with her, slowly began to fade into darkness, before it was completely black. Then I slowly began to come back to the waking world, and my sense began to wake up alongside my mind. There was some sort of noise, sounded like someone…arguing? But the person they were arguing with sounded exactly the same?

I cracked my eyes open, and got hit with pain as it felt like I was being stabbed. It took a minute before I opened my eyes again, and they adjusted to the light. Gradually, my environment became clear. It was that same clothing store, and I was still laying on the ground. So much for chivalry.

Ugh, did you have to pass out on the floor? Now we'll be all dirty!

'Don't you drink blood and stab people?'

Well yeah, but that doesn't mean I like getting my skirt dirty. Besides, blood makes things cuter :).

'You have some issues we need to talk about, but for now- wait are you talking to me? How are you talking to me?!'

You can hear me? That's so cool :).

'Stop smiling in my brain! It's a weird feeling!'

Is it really your brain if I'm in it too? Wouldn't it be our brain?

'Well…good point, actually.'

:)

'I said stop that!'

Not like you can do anything about it :)

'Ugh. Whatever'

Back to consciousness, I slowly sat up before staggering to my feet, a bit shaky but otherwise fine, and dusted myself off, a layer of dirt having gotten all over the back of Himiko's cardigan and skirt.

"Hey, you're up!"

Oh, right. I knew that voice. It was the one I heard arguing with himself earlier, that made sense considering who Twice was.

Twice?

'Oh, right. Only told you the basics, not any specific details. He's one of the members of the League when it gets going. Or he would be, or will be?'

So friend?

'I guess so'

:)

'You're going to keep doing that to annoy me aren't you?'

Yep :P

'Great'

I shook my head and did my best to ignore Himiko as Twice approached, looking worried, though that was a guess. Hard to really tell with the mask and all.

"Are you alright? I don't care!"

I smiled to try and assure him. I think I got it.

"I'm fine. Thanks mr…."

'Bubaigawara. Jin Bubaigawara"

"Right. Thanks Mr. Bubaigawara. I'm alright, but I probably would be hurting a lot more if you hadn't caught me."

"No problem. You were heavy!"

Ignoring that last comment, I giggled a bit. He seemed relieved. I was curious though. He seemed to recognize me, I mean Himiko. So I decided to pry a bit.

"You introduced yourself, so I guess I should too."

I bowed slightly in respect.

"I'm Himiko Toga. Nice to meet you Mr. Bubaigawara."

"Toga?"

That look came back. He seemed nervous, and there was silence for a minute, only broken by the soft sound of turning pages from the cashier in the front.

"Is your mom's name Chiyo Toga?"

That was a weird question.

"Yeah, why?"

It slipped out of my mouth before I knew what was happening. The hell?!

Why is that weird? I mean, you know a lot about me.

'The manga never told me your mom's name!'

Then how did you just-

'I don't know! It felt so natural I said it on instinct! Like I've known it my whole life!"

That's super weird!

'I know!'

Shaking off the slight panic, I looked to Twice, who seemed shocked.

"Mr. Bubaigawara?"

"Uhhhhh. I just…..Just say it! No! I gotta say this carefully!"

This was a little disturbing to witness. Honestly seeing this just made me wish there was some way to help him. Huh. Normally he's more together with his face covered. This must really be really important if he was splitting like that.

'Himiko, you know this guy at all?'

Nope, not really. I did ask you who he was, remember?

'Right'

But you know, he does seem… sort of familiar. It's really hard to tell with that mask on.

Twice continued to argue with himself for awhile before he straightened up.

"You're bein' too cautious! Okay, yeah, you're right."

He turned around after that, facing me. I di my best to look interested.

"I gotta tell you something."

I quirked an eyebrow.

"Are you okay? You were rambling for a while there."

"Yes! No!"

Pretty much the answer I expected.

"I mean…Gah! I just gotta say it!"

He tore the mask off his head for a moment.

"I'm your uncle!"

What.

He very quickly put the mask back on, sighing in relief.

"Okay, finally said it."

Himiko was silent for the first time since I'd woken up, probably too stunned. I could sort of sense what she was feeling, so surprise was there, but there was also…sadness? Huh. Maybe the reminder of her family? This I had to know more about.

"You're my uncle?"

He seemed a bit more relaxed now.

"Yeah, at least I think so. Your mom's my older sister. By…six years I think? Gah! It's hard to remember those things! I miss her so much!"

Huh. What exactly am I supposed to say to that? I just stayed silent for a bit. Himiko was still silent too, guess she must have been really shocked. It looked like Twice was getting concerned so I decided to pry a bit further, I had to know.

"So what should I call you? And why didn't you visit at all?"

He rubbed the back of his neck and looked a bit sheepish.

"I uh, don't really know, I mean I'm a stranger to you, so just call me whatever I guess. And as for why I wasn't around…"

He trailed off and his head dropped.

"It was 'cause of, well…your dad."

Huh. Kind of makes sense considering what I know. But my immediate attention turned to Himiko. Surprise and sadness had turned to anger. Twice continued, oblivious to my internal world.

"I mean, he seemed okay when I met the guy at their wedding, but things started goin' weird quick. Our parents…your grandparents died and she didn't show up to the funeral."

He stopped, his gaze dropping.

"So obviously I show up at their house to see what's goin' on, and the guy yells at sis after she opens the door, then he slams it in my face, tells me he doesn't wanna see me there again."

Twice winced as he continued.

"I show up a few months later, you know, havin' got to my feet and all and heard you were born, and the guy punches my lights out and tells me he'll do it again if I keep comin'"

I stayed silent as he was talking. This was surprisingly coherent for someone like Twice.

"But I did keep comin'. It was obvious that a-hole wasn't good for her. So I kept getting' punched. But then, I think around…two years later? He tells me next time he sees me he's gonna kill me. And then…I got caught up in my own shi-crap. So I missed a lot."

He seemed to be winding down as I did my best to process that info dump. Himikos's silence was broken as she seemed to mutter to herself.

So it was him…

'What the heck does that mean?'

He did look the same…aside from the scar…

'Himiko, what are you talking about?'

Oh! Right. I guess I sorta remember him. He was a lot weenier, but I kinda remember someone getting punched by dad one or two times.

'You sure?'

I mean, it's a bit fuzzy since I was like three, but I think so

"That's…uh, a lot to take in."

Twice chuckled a bit.

"Yeah, I guess it is. It's not that much!"

And he's back to being…well, Twiceish.

"Well, anyways, I guess my point is: If you need anything, you can call me. I may not be that well off, I'm super poor! but I'll do my best. Least I can do after missing all those years."

I smiled at that, before I realized something as he turned to walk away, probably relieved to get all that out.

"Thanks but…uh, I don't have your number."

He startled before turning back around.

"Oh, right. Stupid!"

He walked back to me as I searched my clothes, eventually producing a small, bright pink phone with a few stickers of things like unicorns and rainbows.

'About what I expected from you.'

What's that supposed to mean? I like pink! :(

Ignoring Himiko's pouting, I handed to phone to Twice, hoping to go he didn't question the red spot I just noticed that was almost certainly blood. Luckily, he likely was too distracted as he entered his number and quickly handed it back to me.

"There. I gotta go now. See you!"

And he then jogged off.

'Well then'

I like him. He seems fun :D

'Yeah, I guess. I see why you guys get along later.'

:O We do?

'Yep. He's like your best friend in the League'

Yay! :D

'Anyways, onto other matters'

What else is there?

'I am really tired and it hasn't even been a day yet. I need to go find a place to get my bearings and really process this'

But I thought you had. I mean, you gave a really heroic and brave speech about changing things.

'Yeah, but I was basically running on without thinking. That's why I haven't been freaking out. I need to slow down and really process things.'

So, with that in mind, I headed to the changing rooms. This store had those, right?

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It turned out that this store did in fact have changing rooms. And they looked about the same as in my time, or dimension or whatever. Guess those years didn't have any innovations in changing room technology. Didn't matter that much anyways.

I sat down on the seat, buried my face in my hands and just let things really crash down on me. I had no idea how I got here. I had no idea how to get back. And I was in the body of not a hero, but a villain. I had no way home. Meaning no way to my family or my friends. It was probably going to be a long time until I saw them again.

It started slow and quiet. A single small noise, but soon it was happening faster. My breathing was growing more erratic as I began to cry. Even if they were pains sometimes, it was going to suck to wake up and go through the day without Jake's smirks and pseudo wiseman sayings, or Anne's latest prank, or even Ryan's half-hearted insults. I just sat there for a while, letting it out. Himiko stayed quiet for the most part, but I sensed some awkwardness. Must be weird to watch an emotional breakdown from your own eyes.

I stayed like that for a few minutes, simply pouring out everything I had gathered up inside me. Despite the sadness, it was almost cathartic. Soon, the tears stopped, and my panic eased.

Are you okay?

Himiko spoke for the first time in a little bit, sounding concerned. I wiped my eyes and got up.

'I don't think I am, and I don't think I will be for a while, but I can't sit around being sad all the time. So now, I have to get a handle on other things too'

I walked up to the mirror, and without panic, began to examine things. Himiko looked a little different, but I chalked that up to the translation from art to real life. I stared deep into the mirror, examining her slitted eyes. Honestly, they were pretty hypnotic to look at, but I pulled my gaze away from them.

I opened my mouth, looking at the elongated canines. I poked one, nearly cutting my finger. Those were sharp, but they weren't as long as I expected.

'More cat than vampire really'

Meow :3

Ignoring that comment, I took stock of the state of my body, though I did try to be as respectful as possible. Himiko was malnourished, and her body also sported several scars.

'Geez you need to eat. Did you try to subsist on blood or something?'

…

'You didn't'

It was so good though! Plus I didn't have much food so I thought why not?

'Great, I got stuck with a villain who can't even take care of herself'

You're mean :(

'Yeah, yeah.'

I continued my examination, and it took me five minutes before I found the most unusual thing. A tattoo. On the palm of my right hand.

Hehe.

'Shut up'

It was black, in the shape of a stylized eye, with ten black lines below it going down from my palm to part of my wrist. I didn't think Toga had tattoos, but then it struck me. She didn't, so this one must be new.

Obviously. Do I seem like the type to get a tattoo? Besides, it's not cute at all.

'Yeah, makes sense. Maybe this thing has something to do with how I'm in your body?'

Don't know. Maybe?

Okay, so exam done. The final vestiges of panic I shoved back for now. I did do one more thing. I took a count of what I had on me. Aside from Himiko's phone, I had a frankly ludicrous six knives hidden in various places, along with several full needles of blood (Don't even want to know), a few empty needles, some yen (about four hundred), and…a straw.

'Himiko?'

Yes?

'Why do you have a straw on you, and one that is…slightly stained?'

I don't know…

'You know what? I don't want to think about that'

I put all I'd found back into place with a little coaching from Himiko (aside from the straw), and pushed the door to the changing room open. The store was still quiet, with a few people wandering around that must've come in after I had entered the changing room. The guy at the front desk was still just sitting there bored. He hadn't even seemed to care when a teenage girl had passed out for a good five minutes and a grown man was probably freaking out too. Dick.

Stab him.

'No'

Why? :(

'Because one, There are cameras'

I looked over and pointed subtlety at the obvious security cameras planted throughout the store.

'Two, there are other people here.'

I pointed over at an older lady who was looking at a blouse.

'And three, I don't stab people for being a bit dickish.'

Fiiinnnee. That's not very fun though

'We need to work on correcting your moral compass.'

Himko only gave a loud groan in response. I ignored her as I left the store and did my best to disappear into the crowd. My mind began to whir as I wandered with the stream of people, concocting a plan.

I was serious when I said to Himiko I wanted to change things, even if I was kind of pushing ahead without thinking. I couldn't do that alone. I needed allies. But how does a teenager guilty of at least a few murders and assaults and who can't even afford a hotel gather allies? I could go to UA, but I'd be found out before I could build any allies and put away for a while. So that option's out.

Why not just join the League you talked about and bring down society that way? With your knowledge you could probably win.

'Maybe, but I'll tuck that away if all else fails. Ideally I want as little bloodshed as possible, and with the League as it was, I don't think that's possible. Besides, I'm not even sure we could win even with my knowledge of the future.'

Why?

'Well, the protagonist of the story would fight us, and his quirk is so overpowered that if our timing was off by even a few days, he could potentially fold us like a paper airplane. And I don't think killing him is going to be good for the world at all, anyways. So last resort.'

Nuts

'I'll probably still join the League though'

But you just said-

'Yeah, I meant the League as it was in the story. I might be able to change it. Or if I can't do that, get some hero allies and take it down from the inside, but I don't think that'll happen. The League is mostly just people like you. Society failed them, and they need a place to belong. I don't think most of them are evil. They just need some advice and I think they would have as much motive to change the world as you do.'

So friends?

'Yeah, friends'

Yay!

'But anyways, I need allies outside the League. No one's going to listen to a bunch of misfits if we don't have any support from trusted figures. But how would I- oh.'

Sounds like someone's got an idea.

'Yep. It's risky, and still illegal, but if I- we play our cards right, it could work. Plus, could be fun.'

Oooooooh. Will there be blood?

'Probably'

I'm in.

'Alright. First things first. We need to become a vigilante.'

Ooh! I get it! Let's go!

'Good, glad I got you on board. Now we need one other thing first.'

What?

'Where the fuck are we sleeping tonight?'

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I really enjoyed writing the back and forth between Evan and Toga here. It was just really fun to imagine two clashing personalities having to work together. But also it struck me that the first draft of this had Evan just sort of stopped panicking after he woke up, so adding a short nit where he really just processes everything was important. Anyways, big plans coming up. The initial arcs of both Blood Red and Acid Pink will sort of coincide with each other, both ending at Chapter 4, which is the USJ from two perspectives. After that, the next arcs will diverge, with Blood Red diving into parts of the stain arc and wholely new ideas, and Acid Pink going straight into the sports festival arc, and build some friendships. Though trust me, they won't be entirely separate. Anyways, I'll see you guys next time! have a great day!