Hello Everyone. I am here with a another update. So I wanna give you guys some news before I let you guys read this chapter. So Firstly, I got job as a TA and will be working three days a week, and this cuts into my writing time. So I will be a bit slower on the updating. Secondly, If you guys want to have a less angsty version of this story, I started the much awaited Gen Ed alternative path. There's only a chapter, but I plan on updating it every so often, and I would also appreciate feedback if you guys check it out. Anyways, this chapter is going to be very Hagakure centric, and is very long. In fact, I broke it up to avoid having a 20+ page chapter like a certain previous chapter. Well, now that is out of the way, enjoy this week's chapter.
The morning air was cool as the heat of the sun had yet to bear down in its full power onto the grounds of UA. A small breeze breathed lightly amid the leaves and bushes of the school's landscape making it appear as if the plants were like animals. Standing near the gates of UA was Hagakure Tooru, and floating alongside her was Marris the ghostly mermaid. Tooru was dressed in a set of casual clothes, consisting of a shirt and a pair of track pants. The invisible girl also had a backpack slung over her shoulders and a medium sized suitcase in her hand. Marris' appearance had also been altered for she now wore a form fitting diving suit tailored to her size and unique body structure. The pink flower embroidered black suit was a gift from Hagakure after her insistence that Marris no longer roamed about without any clothes. Thankfully, the fish woman actually welcomed the gift with open arms and hadn't seemed to actually take it off since she was presented it.
Clothing aside, the two were actually waiting for their pick up to come and take them to the Nighteye Agency. It was another case of the eccentric hero using an unorthodox approach to a rather straightforward problem, but Hagakure was glad she could at least enjoy a trip to Tokyo in a car rather than taking the train. But the pickup was running late, and Mirio-senpai said that they had run into a little difficulty along the way when she had called him. So until then, the two stood in silence for a good while, at least until Marris had gotten bored and decided to make small talk.
"You are nervous.", Marris deadpanned, "If I am to be correct, then one should be excited to see a hero?"
Hagakure glanced at the invisible mermaid as she spoke her words through a confused tone, and inwardly wondered how Marris was not able to understand the situation. But then again, she spent ten years with a Hero Otaku so social readings were probably not that high on her list of skills. Or maybe she was trying to entice her into speaking about it outloud to help calm her nerves.
"It's just…", she struggled to say.
It had actually been eating her up for quite a while. Sir Nighteye was not an average hero, the fact that he tied with All Might for a good number of years while also having his own successful solo career as well. Forums online spoke of him as the brains of the operation when he was All Might's sidekick, and this made Hagakure nervous. She internally doubted that Nighteye had actually wanted her for her skills, and more like trying to gain a lead on Ghost. Why did she have to tell All Might-sensei about that? She could be so stupid sometimes…
"Enough.", Marris said firmly, "No more of that. I now understand your skittishness, but don't worry Haga-chan. If this man-thing with the night sky in his eyes thinks about hurting you, then I will be sure he regrets doing it."
Hagakure blinked. Did Marris just somehow read her mind?
"Yes.", Marris replied.
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The rumbling sound of a car wiggled its way into the quiet air causing Hagakure and Marris to look towards the source of the noise. Pulling up on the road towards the two was a red four door pick up truck. The truck was an American model and looked both old and new at the same time. Inside the front cab was the clear as day image of Mirio sitting in the passenger seat while wearing a casual set of clothes. The driver's seat contained a tall and skeleton looking man with a head of blonde hair with two large bangs. The driver was also wearing a tacky looking suit. The truck came to a stop at Hagakure's spot and the window rolled down to reveal Mirio's smiling face.
"Sorry we are late Hagakure-Kohai.", Mirio apologized as he and the other man got out of the truck, "But we got held up by a villain attack that blocked the usual route."
"It's fine.", Hagakure assured, "I only got here a few minutes ago."
The two men walked up to Hagakure, and Mirio began his charade of what could be described as a jubilant talk about Hagakure spending the next week with Sir Nighteye. Luckily, Mirio's ted talk coincided with him helping Hagakure load her belongings into the bed of the pick up truck. Yet, even when the task was done, the older student continued to talk nonstop. Mirio talked like a broken record player for a good number of minutes before finally addressing the elephant in the room.
"Oh! I almost forgot!", Mirio exclaimed, "Hagakure-kohai this is Mr. Yagi works as a secretary at the agency. And Mr. Yagi, this is Hagkure Tooru, the new intern."
Hagakure bowed lightly, "It's good to meet you Mr. Yagi."
Mr. Yagi returned the bow, "Likewise Miss Hagakure-san."
To the surprise of Hagakure, Marris was circling around Mr. Yagi in a similar way she did Mirio. However, unlike with Mirio, Marris took longer to examine the person in the suit. The lamprey mermaid raised a metaphoric eyebrow at Mr. Yagi before diving into a chorus of snickers.
Hagakure wanted to press Marris for the information, her own curiosity calling, but the last thing she wanted to do was start talking to someone who wasn't there. So she kept her mouth shut and tried her best to not stare at the giggling mermaid all throughout the ride to Tokyo.
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Hagakure was fairly certain that Sir Nighteye's agency was going to follow the norm of most hero agencies. She expected an eccentric design that followed the motif of the hero or was a towering monolith as a testament to their accomplishments in the industry.
But the building that housed the agency looked like any other office building with its modern and humble design. It was just like any of the other buildings that were housed on this city block. Which made it all the more intimidating.
Hagakure was glad that invisibility prevented anyone from seeing her facial expressions in situations like this because she certainly wouldn't be fooling anyone with her inability to have a poker face. Her heart was threatening to jump out her chest as she apprehensively got off the truck and retrieved her things. Mirio's ramblings fell on deaf ears as she was more worried about the Hero she would soon be face-to-face with. Luckily, Mr. Yagi seemed to catch onto her present mood.
"Miss Hagakure-san, are you okay?", Mr. Yagi said rather bluntly.
The question caused Hagakure to jump and 'eep' in surprise. Mirio and Yagi looked at each other before turning back to profusely apologizing to Hagakure.
"I am sorry, I am sorry, I am sorry!", Hagakure apologized as she opted to just let it out, "I am just a little nervous. My friend told me that Sir was a big deal and I have been so worried that I'll do something wrong or give a bad impression."
Even without the implications of her link to Ghost, this was expected to happen in the mind of Hagakure. She was so used to the fact that most people just glossed over her without even thinking to give a second glance that she became fretful about impressions. What good was making a connection if the hero you were interning under simply forgot about you.
"It seems 'a little nervous' would be an understatement", Mr. Yagi pointed out, "I understand that this all might be a little much for you, but think of Sir Nighteye as any other hero."
"But he was All Might's sidekick.", Hagakure argued, "And it was already intimidating enough to just ask All Might-sensei some questions."
"You remind me so much of Sir Nighteye when he came to All Might all those years ago.", said Mr. Yagi.
"I do?", Hagakure mouthed.
"Oh absolutely!", Mr. Yagi exclaimed with a smile, "He was a terrified bundle of nerves that was hidden behind a cloak of coolness. I am told he looked like he was about to vomit when he walked into Mr. Might's office."
Hagakure slowly digested all the information that spilled out of the skeletal man's mouth.
Mr. Yagi gave her an understanding impression, "But the point is Miss Hagakure-san, everyone had to start at the bottom and everyone always has that nerve racking first interview.", Mr Yagi advised with a sage-like wisdom, "But if you're looking for any advice, then I might be helpful."
Mr. Yagi took a moment to think before speaking, "In all of my years working with Sir Nighteye, I've always found the best way to get a good impression is to make him laugh."
"Yeah.", Mirio chipped in, "Sir really likes jokes, and with your quirk there's bound to be plenty of puns you can throw!"
To Hagakure's surprise Marris also chimed in.
"Don't fret over how you will look to Sky-Eyes. Just listen to the two goldfish and you'll do fine.", Marris said inside her head.
Somehow, Hagakure was able to feel a little more confident.
When Hagakure arrived inside the office alongside the two blondes, she was greeted by the two sidekicks that worked for the agency. Centipeder was a man who looked like a centipede in a tuxedo or was a centipede that was man sized and wore a tuxedo. Either way, he was a nice friendly gentleman-like character that helped Hagakure with the final pieces of paper work and gave her a rundown of how the agency worked. Bubble Girl was a blue woman with a costume motif that reminded the invisible girl of one of those toy bubble blowers for children. She was bubbly, if a bit clumsy, and gave Hagakure a brief tour of the main offices as well as showing her to living quarters.
When that little bit of business was out of the way Bubble Girl led Hagakure to a dark wooden door with a brass plaque that said: Sir Nighteye.
"Sir Nighteye is already waiting for you. Just enter when you are ready.", Bubble Girl said with a secretary's disposition.
Hagakure blankly stared at the door as if it were going to bite her if she got too close. She could do this...she couldn't do this. Her breathing stopped as she grew as stiff as stone, her body firmly rooted in its spot. Marris returned from her hidey hole to hold Hagakure's hand. This small gesture brought a lot of comfort to her weary nerves and brought encouragement to her spirit. It was now or never! With a deep breath, Hagakure strode towards the door and passed it without hesitation.
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"Why is there so much All Might Memorabilia?!", Hagakure screams internally.
There were many things that she was expecting when she opted to intern for Sir Nighteye, but seeing that his office was decorated like any hero fanboy was not one of them. There were All Might posters, figurines, toys, a breakfast cereal, and snowglobes. Some of them looked cheap, others looked expensive. There were new and pristine and old and worn memorabilia. If Izuku was here, he would probably gush over each individual piece.
Hagakure stole a quick glance at Marris and saw that the lamprey mermaid was floating midway between the floor and the ceiling. Her stoic face showcased a rare instance of exasperation as she covered her bulbous eyes with her hand.
"Not another fanatic." she complained to herself.
Hagakure stifled a giggle before turning her attention back to the center of the room. Nestled behind a desk was a skinny man with a lengthy body. He had dark green with yellow streaks smoothed down in a combover. He wore a grey suit with a red polka dot tie along with a pair of triangular glasses. His hands closely resembled Marris' hands with their spindly lengths and witch-like appearance. Sir Nighteye, at least Hagakure presumed, paid her no mind as he was heavily invested with the papers on his desk.
Hagakure gulped, "Excuse me, but are you Sir Nighteye?"
The man looked up from his papers before setting them down and addressed Hagakure. His face became focused as he did a 180 from a simple salary man to the judging visage of an eagle. Even with Invisibility hiding her face, Sir Nighteye's visage stabbed into her brown irises like knives with accuracy.
Sir Nighteye glared at her,"And you are Hagakure Tooru, I presume?
"Yes, that's me." she replied with uncertainty, "I know there's not much to look at, but I am sure you could see that."
The faintest of smiles could be seen curving upwards on the lips of the hero, before he bursted into a small series of soft laughter. After a moment of this had passed, he stopped laughing and rose from his seat.
"I suppose I should formally introduce myself.", He said as he extended his hand towards Hagakure," I am Sir Nighteye, the hero you will be interning under for the following week."
"Nice to meet you, Sir Nighteye.", Hagakure said politely as she met his hand and shook it, "I am Hagkure Tooru, but you knew that already."
"Indeed, you have quite the file for someone of your age, but considering the situation your class was in. I really shouldn't be surprised that things were unorthodox with you or your peers, Sir Nighteye remarked.
"The USJ?", Hagakure answered, "Yeah, that was not how I expected my Tuesday to go. I am just glad no one got seriously hurt during that."
Sir Nighteye smiled at that, "Yes, your class is very lucky that none of them faced any serious harm. But I am sure you've gotten plenty of condolences from other heroes."
"Yeah...", She admitted as she rubbed the back of her head awkwardly.
"Now, before we begin the formalities of the internship. I do have a question, if you don't mind?.", Sir Nighteye asked.
A small thread of panic wove inside Hagakure causing her heart to start racing, "I don't see why not? Ask away."
Sir Nighteye probed with an inquisitive eye, "Why do you think I offered you the internship?"
"Mirio said that you were most impressed by fighting prowess, and...my...quirk.", Hagakure trailed off as she slowly realized what Sir Nighteye was implying.
Hagakure suddenly felt very small, and exposed in a room full of the smiling faces of All Might. Sir Nighteye felt more like a predator that was subtly probing for a weakness before pouncing. Her instincts told her that danger was lurking about.
"Remain calm.", Marris instructed her in a whisper, and then proceeded to float closer to Hagakure.
"I assume that All Might failed to inform you that I am currently the head of the investigation for the Vigilante known as Ghost.", he said with a sigh, " I am responsible for the recruitment of him within the ranks of heroes or for his arrest and incarceration should he prove unwilling."
"He didn't.", she admitted with a shaky tone.
"All Might spoke rather highly of you when he suggested that I offer you an internship. I was skeptical, of course, but I was soon proven wrong when I witnessed your run into the Sports Festival.", Sir Nighteye said stoically as his eyes bore into hers again.
Marris instinctively wrapped her arms around the panicking Hagakure, her presence seemingly erasing the dread that overwhelmed her human charge. Marris remained calm, but kept her eyes fixated on Sir Nighteye. The fish lady leaned in so close to Hagakure's knifey ear that it brushed against the mouthless face of the mermaid.
"I will whisper lies in your ears.", Marris ordered, "Say them as exactly as I do, my words will seem truthful as they hold power over humans."
Hagakure squeezed the four fingered hand that was resting in her lap in acknowledgement.
"You could imagine my surprise when I noticed that your fighting style was nearly identical in match to the vigilante's fighting style.", Nighteye added, "Can you tell me why that is?"
"I copied him.", Hagakure replied a little too calmly, "I'm trying to mimic his style after the USJ, so I can protect myself and my classmates should something like that happen again. He was like Mr. Aizawa in regards to fighting, and I thought it should work well for me."
"I see, it's on account that you would have to fight mostly quirkless should the need arise. A solid alibi, if any videos of the vigilante were available to the public before Hosu.", Nighteye remained in his stoic position, "However, your quirk's capabilities seems far beyond what it is capable of, but invisibility should not be doing things such as that dashing or that kelpy smell?"
"My Grandfather on my mother's side had a quirk that made him smell like dried kelp, and my aunt had a quirk that let her dashed quickly.", Hagakure said with certainty, "These quirks are in my family's history, but we don't know anything about my father's side of the family because he was adopted."
"That doesn't explain how such a combination could result in what was seen at the festival.", He jabbed.
"Yes, it doesn't.", Hagakure said with a fierceness, "It still doesn't make sense to me, but I woke up one day after having a peculiar dream."
"What do you mean by 'peculiar dream'? Are you implying you had a dream and then your quirk evolved. ", Sir Nighteye skeptically
Yes. No. I don't know ", Hagakure lied with feigned confusion, "I went to bed one night and had this dream where a person talked to me. Next thing I knew...was this!
In an action akin to flexing a muscle, Hagakure switched to her Oarfish form. Yet, the effect seemed instantaneous as Sir Nighteye suddenly became bedazzled at the scene. Marris suddenly began to speak words in a language that Hagakure could barely understand. Not because she didn't know the language, but because she was speaking so fast that it sounded like gibberish.
The words had a profound effect on Sir Nighteye as the man grew tense as the phrases continued. His eyes clouded over and mouth went slack. A bit of droll dripped out of his slack mouth as the minutes went on. Hagakure, meanwhile, was half-curious half-panicking as she watched Marris turn Sir Nighteye into a brainless zombie.
Then as abruptly as she started, Marris ended the mysterious chanting with an exhausted sigh. Hagakure could feel the mermaid's gip on her slacken, and Hagakure could feel a crushing weight hover over her shoulders. Without even thinking, the invisible girl dropped Oarfish and examined the mermaid wrapped around her.
If Marris could be described as exhausted, then this would be the only time in which Hagakure would say it. Her stoic visage was tainted with a slight sagging with two dark bags below her bulbous eyes. The gorgan hair of Marris sagged instead of floated while a flown cracked metaphorically across her mask.
"Some humans are too inquisitive for their own good.", she said in a winded gasp, "Serves him right for daring to torture my Haga-chan like that."
Sir Nighteye replied with a groggy groan. He shook his head lightly before blankly staring at Hagakure for a moment. A loud tired yawn escaped his lips as he stretched his back and arms.
"Well, now that conversation is finished, I guess we can begin your internship.", Sir Nighteye said in a sleepy voice, "I want you to go and dress up in your hero costume and meet up in the training gym in about ten minutes."
Hagakure, stunned by what she was seeing, replied, "Yes, Sir."
She quickly got out of her seat and hurried to the door and just as her hand touched the door.
"And Hagakure-san, Welcome to the team.", Sir Nighteye said in a pleased voice.
Hagakure merely said 'thank you' before exiting through the door.
Sir Nighteye let out a breath of relief the moment Hagakure had left the room. He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. That conversation must've been more exerting than he thought because he felt like he had been awake all night. It was rare for things to go as well as they did for him today, but he will certainly accept it when they do go well. His suspicions of Hagakure Tooru were completely cleared with that little conversation.
Her demeanor displayed that she was about as heroic as it comes to a person of her age, but wasn't clouded so much by the good & evil dynamic to not work with those in the grey spectrum. Best of all, she wasn't tied in any form whatsoever to All For One. Hagakure Tooru, by all accounts, seemed to be genuine with her intentions.
He cannot help but feel a bit annoyed with the very lax standards that their society has in its institutions, however. Seriously, how can one misdiagnose a quirk like her's anyway? Incompetence? Laziness? Dismissive? It doesn't matter in the end, but a mistake like that could cause some issues later down the line. Still, Hidden Strength had a nice ring to Hagakure than Invisibility did.
The foresight hero stopped his tangent train of thought and pondered his next move in the case. Especially since his quirk had revealed an interesting revelation in her future.
Hagakure was standing amid a great expanse of flickering orange and red. She was posed in a defiant gesture as if she was preparing to fight. Behind her was the unconscious body of an unrecognizable kid laying on the ground like a battered and frazzled doll.
Opposed to her was a titanic monster. Its head was a mawing abyss of blackness, while its two arms were powerful liquid boneless-limbs. Its legs were a nest of thick whip-like tentacles that squirmed and pulsed as it hoisted the body of the monster high into the air. Connecting it all together was the iconic white robes of the Ghost of Musustafu.
Hagakure appeared to be crucial in the case of the Ghost of Musustafu, but he feared that it might end in violence if the future was any indication. He didn't enjoy the idea of Hagakure running headfirst into a berserking vigilante, after all she was just a girl, but the events at Hosu forced his hand to be heavier especially with the government now bearing down on him.
"Ghost must be recruited at all costs! He is an extreme threat to national security if he were to turn into an enemy of the people and the Heroes if he did. We are trusting you to complete this task, failure is not an option." -Prime Minister Mitishibusi Kyo
Whatever the future holds, Sir Nighteye will be sure that Hagakure will come out unscathed.
Hagakure plopped down on the bed with an exhausted groan only seconds after she entered it. The had been rough, mostly consisting of quirk training by Sir Nighteye. She was expected to do more with her days, but on the account of being her first day, there wasn't much for Hagakure to do. However, Bubble Girl was kind enough to provide Hagakure with a schedule of her internship's activities.
A groan of exhaustion escaped the invisible girl's lips as she looked at the grueling schedule ahead of her for the rest of the week. It certainly explained why Mirio-senpai was so good at being a hero, and she was sure the same could be said about her if she survived the week. However, her survival was not at the forefront of her mind right now. Instead, Marris' actions towards the hero had been
"Marris, I need to ask you a question.", Hagakure said quizzically, "What did you do to Sir Nighteye that made him all...drooly?"
The warped mermaid had taken it upon herself to find a nice corner to coil up, as she too was experiencing a rare case of fatigue. With a lazy turn of her head, Marris glanced at Hagakure before resting it back onto herself.
"I merely joined the conversation in your stead, when it became obvious that he was too nosey for his own good.", replied Marris without looking, "I can be very persuasive when I want to be, and no human has been able to resist my words."
"Was I really in that much trouble? Maybe I should've just gone with someone else!", Hagakure cried.
"Yes, you were in that much trouble. But there was no helping it since this human is even more paranoid than he should be.", Marris complained, "But don't worry, I made sure he won't be a further problem."
As much as Hagakure wanted to just drift into the world of dreams and sleep there was still business she needed to do. And she had a feeling that an opportunity would be scarce in the near future.
"There's also something else I want to know before I go to sleep.I want to know about Izuku's past. Specifically when he had green hair, and I want to know what it was like for him growing up.", Hagakure stated.
Marris visibly jumped in surprise at the request, and was overcome with a strange combination of emotions. Her fists tightened and her hair squirmed while she was coiled up.
"Why do you want to know that?", Marris said, clearly flustered.
"I want my best friend back, and I know you want him back as much as I do. So please, Marris! I need to know so I can understand why he did what he did.", Hagakure begged.
"I don't think it is something that you should see.", Marris advised, "It is a dark time for Izuku and I wouldn't want you to see it."
Hagakure was taken aback by the response, "Marris, I am training to be a hero, so I am going to see awful things. And I don't think Izuku's past is something to shy away from. Especially since he needs help!"
Something changed in the demeanor of Marris, and it wasn't good. In fact it bordered the lines of anger. "No, I don't think I should show you. I think it is best to drop the matter."
A blare of anger erupted inside Hagakure, "No, I won't drop it, Marris. Not while he is out there being something he shouldn't be."
"Hagakure.", Marris warned, "I don't think you would understand…"
"I understand completely!", interrupted Hagakure, "I think I understand why you are avoiding it, and it's because you are hiding something!"
Like a bullet, Marris shot towards Hagakure. The lamprey mermaid positioned herself so she would tower over Hagakure while her black eyes bore into with a cold glare. It was an attempt to intimidate the human girl, but one that had failed.
"I am not going to show you anything.", Marris nearly snarled.
"You won't show me or is it because you don't want to show me!", Hagakure snarled back.
The two glared at each other in a game of chicken with each of their icy glares bore into each other. Elven face contrasted with Alien face before it was Marris ultimately flinched first. The warped mermaid looked away while muttering something unintelligible.
"Marris! Speak up!", Hagakure all but barked.
Once again the mermaid released an intangible stream of words.
"Marris!", Hagakure scolded. Her patience at a breaking point.
"I-I can't!", Marris howled, "I don't want to speak of any of it! I hate those years, and all those memories! They weren't just bad for him! They were even worse for me!"
"That's why we need to talk about this, Marris! Something is very wrong and we need to solve it before something regrettable happens.", Hagakure sternly replied.
"Well, something regrettable has already happened.", Marris said coldly.
"That's why I need to know more about Izuku's past, so I can help him see what he is doing isn't the right way.", said Hagakure, "He believes we have wronged him, Marris, and I need to know why he thinks that."
"Everything I did for him was for his own good!", Marris exclaimed, "And he's a greater fool than I expected if he hadn't realized."
"But how did he feel about any of it? Do you ever stop and ask him what he was feeling or whether he wanted that or not? Because I didn't and I wished I did. But that's the problem Marris, everytime we talk about him, it feels like we are talking about a pet and not another person!", Hagakure growled.
"That shouldn't matter! As long as he is alive and safe!", Marris argued.
"Marris! This is why Izuku ran away!", Hagakure balked, "He ran away because you and I didn't take into account how he felt about this! Just because we felt certain in our actions doesn't mean he did! Heck, maybe what we did was the wrong thing to do."
"Don't you dare act like you understand! Your kind is cruel and evil towards each other for just being different!", Marris growled, "Every action I did was to ensure that Izuku was safe from all the parasites that infest this rock!"
"Yes, you're right. I don't know what it was like, and I don't think I could understand it fully.", Hagakure admitted, "But standing here and pretending to know what is best isn't going to solve anything. Marris, please! I don't want to be alone again and I know you do as well."
Marris stared at Hagakure with an angry glare, but not at her but seemingly through her. "I could very much change your memory as I did to sky-eyes, and you wouldn't even realize what I did. No sane creature would dare to demand something such as this from me. You challenged me like this because...you love him.", she said as if stating a fact.
Hagakure stared blankly at Marris before her own face erupted into a stream of redness. But she didn't outright deny the claim, and instead it made sense. She felt beyond the simple warm and fuzzy feeling in her belly. Instead, she felt like she was a whole human being when around Izuku, and she knew exactly why. It was because Izuku was the only person in the world who could see her, the real her that was hidden by her quirk. She loved him, and that's why she wanted to help him, even if he clawed at her the whole time.
"Y-Yes.", she said softly, "I do love him, and I know you love him too, Marris. That's why you won't do that because deep down you want to be with him again like I do. So please, help me understand so we both can help him."
Marris said nothing and instead only peered at Hagakure. This unnerved the invisible girl as for a brief moment, Marris peered at her like a predator does its prey. Was that jealousy? Or was it that fierce protectiveness? Hagakure didn't know. The warped mermaid quietly uttered a phrase underneath her breath, and almost instantly Hagakure felt her body lose control of its functions. A sensation of falling began to overtake all of her senses as she fell from the earth.
Hagakure was overwhelmed by what could be described as a movie playing in her head. It was too fast to comprehend its contents initially. But soon it became apparent to her what was happening in these visions. A younger, green colored version of Izuku was getting merciliy bullied by other kids and teenagers. The memories were silent and slightly warped, but she could feel a set of emotions all throughout the replay.
Anger boiled into rage as silent screams were directed towards the children while her clawed hands attempted to stop them. But they all phased through them, causing the mermaid to get angrier as they continued. Soon clawed hands looked like she was trying to rip the children apart rather than restrain them. A bloodcurdling wail reverbated as each attack did nothing to the attacking humans.
Saddeness turned into a growth of depression as the fish woman failed in each incident to protect Izuku. A creature of her strength and power looked at itself with a hatred that surpassed the fires of the sun. She cursed. She cried. She begged! She wanted to be anything other than her ghostly form to do something! Anything! She just wanted to protect the little boy, but she never could. She kneeled beside the wounded Izuku, and waited until he could pull himself off the ground. The sound of weeping could be heard from the scene, even as no tears fell from black eyes.
Fear...changed into hysteria. As each incident grew more and more severe, a hollowness of tumultuous horror filled the inside of Marris. Every cut, every burn, every bruise was a harrowing reminder of the frailty of Izuku. She watched every child with paranoid eyes, waiting for them to eventually strike out at her child. The adults were no different as they allowed such things to happen, and even joined in on the side of the others. Soon, all she saw was enemies, they were everywhere and they wanted to hurt izuku. No where was safe for him, and she feared that one day his life would end at the hands of his tormentors.
All of these three emotions swirled within each other like a whirlpool of negative emotions that gnawed at the flesh of Marris as she watched the final scene unfold. Izuku was attacked by another boy. His arms outstretched in a position that Marris had recognized before. It was a position in which someone intended to kill. She was engulfed with rage at the attacker and tried to maul him with her claws. She was submerged into a pool of fear as one of her worst nightmares was unfolding before her eyes. A cloud of sadness overcasted on the realization that she would be alone again.
She didn't want to be angry. She didn't want to be fearful. She didn't want to be sad. She wanted to be happy. She needed Izuku to be alive to be happy. She...didn't...want...this!
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The sensation of every single nerve began to scream in agony as her arms fought against the walls of her prison like never before. Searing lashes of pain snaked across her flesh as she forced her arms through the walls. Adrenaline coursed through her for the first since her fall from the black sea. She fought, she screamed, she pushed with all her strength…and the walls of the cage shattered.
The warped mermaid stared at the unconscious form of Hagakure, her aura betraying a vortex of negative emotions. She visibly sagged as she turned away from the invisible girl and gaze outside towards the night sky.
"Now she will know of my greatest failure.", Marris said to herself, "Then she will understand that I am not the creature she thought I was."
The stars in the sky seemed duller that night as Marris watched and waited for the impending morning.
For those of you who want to see my other story, look up the story: Warlock of UA
It's on my profile and here's a link for you lazy bones.
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