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Izuku groaned in anguish, his whole body aching with exhaustion. He expected a lot when he decided to join the Devil Hunters. Deathly encounters, monsters and horror beyond his imagination.
But nothing could prepare him for the evil he was currently facing.
"I need you to redo these," Kusakabe-san - or Soulcrusher as Kei referred to him - put another stack of papers before him. "You have filled in the form 48 the same way as you did the form 57. That's not how you do them."
"They are both for the reimbursement on travel expenses!"
"One is for domestic travel. The other is for international," the man said nonchalantly. "Redo them."
As it turns out, even secret organisations that fought devils had to do paperwork. Hell, due to their secret nature, they had to do double of it!
One system of documents was done for the purposes of keeping their public appearances. It involved the usual affairs such as salaries, charters, utilities as well as collateral damage reports. And an entirely another system used only by the members of the group.
Lists of active Devils, lists of contracts as well as the contacts and persons or groups of interest. The access to the documents varied by clearance.
As an intern, Izuku's current clearance only allowed him access to the civilian system of documents. Izuku glared at the papers, wondering if sufficient enough intensity could set them on fire.
"Do it, Midoriya," the devil whispered. "Burn this abomination to ashes!"
Despite Kei's encouragement, the forms remained on his desk, refusing to burst into flames. His groan attracted the attention of Kusakabe-san, who gave him a small glare.
"We have a lot to cover today. Once you are done with the practice forms, we can start on the official ones."
"These are not the official ones?" Izuku cried in disbelief. "I spent two hours filling all this stuff!"
"Incorrectly," the man adjusted his glasses, showing no sympathy to the boy. "Use the time you have now to learn how to do them properly."
With the other Hunters on the assignment, Izuku had no other choice but to comply. But he could do that after getting some tea.
It was just his luck that the only other person in the kitchen was none other than Lady Nagant.
"She tried to kill me," Kei growled as he circled around the gunslinger. "She is going to do it again."
She said that much when he was introduced to everyone in the office. It was only due to the orders from above that she didn't shoot him there and then. She was enjoying her coffee, eyes looking out the window but not quite caring for the view.
The fanboy in him wanted to talk to the heroine, ask her about her work and how she ended up working here. The devil encouraged him to smash the nearby chair against her skull while she wasn't looking.
"You would die."
The woman didn't even look in their direction when she said that. But it was clearly aimed at the two of them.
"W-What do you mean?"
The former heroine sat down her mug and turned towards him.
"The chairs here are reinforced and thus heavier than your normal ones," she said. "You would be too slow and weak to use it as a weapon."
Just how did she- No. Now was not the time for a cooler talk. However she knew, she knew that his devil wanted to attack her. And Izuku didn't wish to see if that was would be enough of excuse for her to go after them.
"I-I was just leaving," he mumbled awkwardly. "Enjoy your coffee, Lady Nag-"
"Stay."
Izuku felt the chill crawl down his spine as he found the woman standing dangerously close to him.
"First of all, it's Tsutsumi-san, not Lady Nagant," she waited for him to nod in understanding. "Next, what are you doing right now?"
"Getting some tea?"
She rolled her eyes.
"I meant your work," she clarified. "Don't tell me you were just slacking off these past two weeks."
"Of course not," he said sincerely. Like Kusakabe-san would let him rest from all the paperwork. "I was learning how to properly file the requests for reimbursements as well as the forms for-"
"I got it," the former heroine cut him off with a wave of hand. "Suit up. We are leaving in ten minutes."
Leaving? Alone with her?!
"Ah, I am sorry but I don't think that I-"
"We are leaving in ten minutes," she repeated right before leaving the kitchen. "I will not be waiting for your decision."
And just like that, Izuku found himself in the car with the woman that expressed very keen interest in ending his life. Well, their lives.
"I told you to smash her with the chair," Kei hissed. "Now she is going to kill us."
"She won't kill us," he eyed the woman's hands. Both were on the wheel right now. "I think."
"We are on patrol so you can stop looking at my hands," Tsutsumi-san said after the tense fifteen minutes of driving around. "There is not enough space in here for me to use my Quirk effectively. Plus, whatever I think of you, my superiors will have my head if I go and kill you without their orders."
That... wasn't comforting. But it was something.
"This is my first time on a patrol. May I ask something?"
"Sure."
"What are we supposed to do?"
When heroes went on patrols, their goals didn't differ much from the ones that police had: acting as a deterrent for criminal activity and reinforcing the trust the public had in the law enforcement. However, Devil Hunters were neither after the criminals nor had any trust from the public to maintain.
So why the patrols?
"Our patrols are different from the ones conducted by police or heroes," Tsutsumi-san confirmed as they left the car and headed towards the metro station. "We are not patrolling the area to warn off criminals. Rather, our mission today is to investigate the unusual activity reported by the locals."
"What kind of activity?"
"Three months ago, two members of the maintenance team disappeared in the tunnels during the routine repairs and check-up. The security footage shows them entering the place before he disappeared but nothing else. The police investigated the other places the men frequented but found no leads."
"Why are we investigating it only now?"
"Because, at that time, we had more pressing matters and there was no reason to believe that the disappearance of those two men had anything to do with the devils."
"So something changed, then?"
"Yes," Tsutsumi-san let out a small sigh. "Two weeks ago, four students went missing in the same tunnel. No traces left behind. No follow-ups like ransom or threats. But they did leave us with this."
She gave him the phone, showing the pictures of the two mutilated maintenance workers. Thankful that he didn't have any breakfast, Izuku returned the device and asked another question, "And how you know that this a devil and not some serial killer or a villain?"
Izuku silently followed after the huntress. Soon, they arrived at the entrance surrounded by the tape and warning signs. Along with some candles, flowers and pictures of the people missing.
"Are we here to stop whoever is causing these disappearances?" Izuku asked as he knelt down to one of the pictures. The man on it was in his forties, holding a little girl. "Is that what patrol means in our job?"
"No, that's not why we are here," the huntress said as she walked past the warnings and tape. Izuku followed after her, incredulous at the answer. If they weren't here to stop it, then what were they doing here? "First, we are supposed to investigate the area. Determine whether or not this has any relation to Devils. If it does, we find the Devil responsible and either contain it or dispose of it."
Izuku felt the sudden weakness in his knees and barely had time to lean on the wall lest he collapse.
"Something wrong?"
"S-Sorry," Izuku felt an odd shiver run through his body. A sickeningly sweet feeling spreading through his entire flesh all at once, he did his best to ignore it. "I didn't know that we also contained Devils."
"Most of the time, we don't. But some Devils, like Fox Devil and Future Devil, agree to work with us. Then there are those that do not wish to work but can be safely contained and studied in one of our research centers," the former heroine scoffed. "Not that it did much good to us before."
It was clear that Tsutsumi-san would rather dispose of the Devils entirely. If she was concerned about the risk of keeping them anywhere on the off change that they break out, Izuku could see why she preferred to kill them. From what Kei told him, they wouldn't die anyway.
"We need to focus on the important things, Midoriya," Kei spoke, voice shivering with excitement. "I can sense the malice in here. In the air we breathe, in the ground under our feet! All over the place, I can feel it~! Ooooh, I know we will enjoy locking this one away for good!"
Was it something worth telling Tsutsumi-san about? No, he didn't have enough details. Judging by the woman's expression, she could sense the surrounding malice just fine on her own.
The duo quietly continued their way down the tunnel, their only source of illumination a pair of flashlights. The initial worry and dread were soon replaced by boredom and frustration. They have been walking for almost an hour by now but found no trace of the people missing or even a sign that could hint at the nature of their disappearance.
Until one of the missing people fell from the ceiling with the scream.
It was a young woman, one of the missing college students. In just three days since her disappearance, the woman became almost unrecognizable. Her clothes were torn to shreds, exposing no small amount of skin. The skin that was covered in cuts and bruises and blood. With her sole remaining eye, she looked at the two of them with pure hatred.
With her sole remaining arm, she wielded a crudely made axe.
"Kill you!" the young woman screamed. "Kill you, kill you, kill you!"
She launched herself at Tsutsumi-san first, choosing to attack the closer person. Maybe she even knew the huntress as a long-distance fighter and decided to close the gap between them to limit her options. Whatever the reasoning was, however, the student was still an untrained and heavily-injured young woman.
And Tsutsumi-san was a former heroine and current Devil Hunter.
Even without using her Quirk, Tsutsumi-san had the upper hand over someone like this. With one step to the side, she dodged a telegraphed strike with an axe. Without wasting a moment's breath, the woman struck the student in her throat causing the girl to drop her weapon.
A quick kick to the jaw knocked the girl out cold.
"So this is one of the missing people?"
"Nishinomiya Kuroru," Izuku confirmed. "Twenty-two years old, reported missing three days ago by her aunt. No record of mental illnesses or past crimes. I... I don't see why she would attack us."
He quickly and quietly examined her wounds. Besides the obvious issue of having only one arm and eye, many of her wounds were infected or close to it. Just what happened in the past week? And if this girl was this bad, where were the others?
"We can ask her all the questions once we get her out of here," Tsutsumi-san restrained the girl and hoisted her onto her back. "Let's hurry before she wakes up and tries anything stupid."
Izuku followed behind the woman, unsure whether he should feel relieved or disappointed that they were leaving.
Or concerned, given how giddy his devil was acting.
"I can sense it... So close~!" Izuku was about to ask Kei for details when he felt someone's breath above. "It's here~!"
He looked up and overwhelming terror filled his very being. Two head-sized eyes of pitch black were staring down at him, thick veins running all over the rotting flesh. The creature opened its mouth, baring the rows upon rows of jagged and bloodied teeth.
It screamed and opened its mouth wider. Behind the rows of white and red, Izuku saw the head of the man from the picture.
Izuku pushed his index finger inside the bracelet's keyhole, the bone and metal scraping against each other as he turned the key. Before the thing could get to him, flesh turned into metal and chains sprouted from his back and joints. His terrified face hidden behind the iron mask, Izuku stared down the thing with his burning green eyes.
"I want it!" screamed Kei. "Let's make it pay for what it did to these people~!"
Izuku knew that Kei couldn't care less about the people this thing killed. He just wanted to punish this thing. And on that, Izuku agreed with the devil.
The thing screamed and launched itself at them only to be met with the lash of metal links against its face. Burning with the hatred and desire Izuku and Kei felt, the chains made the already rotting flesh boil upon contact. The thing glared at him with the strangely familiar hatred and reared its head back.
BANG
BANG
BANG
Like bullets, the thing started spitting out its own teeth at him. There was nothing to hide behind and so Izuku tried his best deflecting the teeth with his chains. Swinging them around to form the constantly-rotating shield was good enough to stop most of the projectiles but not all of them. Not when the damn things could curve around him!
The teeth bullets dug into his shoulders causing him to drop the chains. Which opened him to more bullets coming from the front attack. The metal all over his body did enough to slow them down but he still felt the impact. Felt the edges dig into his flesh.
He summoned more chains to return the favor. Using his chains to throw at the monster like spears, Izuku enjoyed watching the thing roar in anger at being refused an easy prey. He looked around hoping to see Tsutsumi-san and the girl but both were gone. Did the devil take them? Were the more than one of these things in here?
Finally, his chains managed to wrap around the thing. Cold metal coiling around the monster's sickened and thin body, Izuku allowed himself a moment to relax before ordering the metal to tighten around it.
"I am going to ask this only once," he said, voice echoing through the empty tunnel. "Where did you take them?"
The thing glared at him and screamed, spittle flying all over the place as it thrashed against his hold. He gritted his teeth behind the mask and the chains burned red hot. The creature screached in pain and roared in his face in anger.
"I said, where are they?"
Could it even talk? He could see the hints of intelligence behind those pitch black eyes. It had to understand what he was saying. He had no other way to find the-
"Kon!"
Izuku barely had time to reach, removing the chains from the monster and putting them to the left of him. Just as the giant claws manifested out of thin air and tried to cut him to shreds.
"What the- Arai-san?" Izuku was surprised to see the man. "What are you doing here?"
"Funny," the man said, giving him a nasty look. "I was about to ask you the same thing."
Izuku followed the man's gaze and saw Tsutsumi-san, lying in the place of the monster right next to the girl that they found. Her clothes were torn and singed in places. The same places where he wrapped his chains around the monster.
The shock was of realising what he had done caused Izuku to transform back.
"I-I-"
Just in time for the other guy to grab by his collar.
"What did you do, Midoriya?!"
"I-"
This wasn't happening.
He didn't- That w-
No, no, no-
"I-"
A single rock shot between their faces, loudly clanking against the wall of the tunnel.
"Will you two calm down?" Tsutsumi-san got up on her feet, visibly pissed. "It's gonna take more than an out-of-control brat to kill me."
Despite that, she fell onto her knees and needed to use her arm to support herself even while sitting. Arai-san let him go and started tending to both her and the girl's wounds. Not enough to replace the actual medical help but more than adequate to give them time until they could be brought to the proper hospital.
Izuku couldn't help but ask the man how he knew what he needed to bring here.
"My Quirk is Wisdom of the Day," Arai-san chuckled at the name. Apparently, it was something his grandparents called it. "Every morning, I get this push to either do or have something on me. Sometimes, it is something as small as a piece of gum before a date. And sometimes... Well, you see it for yourself."
"I certainly do," It was a really useful Quirk. Even if it could be used only once a day, it provided one with the opportunity to prepare for the worst. "How did you find us, though?"
The man pointed towards Tsutsumi-san.
"Her Contract. Don't ask me what it is, though. Devil Hunters try to keep our Devils and Contracts with them a secret."
Izuku nodded to show that he understood.
"Alright," the former heroine called their attention to herself. Right next to her was the awake but shaken Nishinomiya-san. "Our survivor here is awake and promised not to go and attack any of us. Go on then, kid, say what you wanted to say."
Their group came here to investigate the mysterious disappearance of the two workers for their vlog. And, similar to their patrol, they found nothing special or concerning until they went far enough down the tunnel. Which was the point where one of the missing workers attacked them with the same makeshift axe that Nishinomiya used against them.
The man killed one and injured another member (Kyosuke-san) of the group before Sendou-san, the survivor's boyfriend, strangled the man with his own belt. The three surviving students tried to make it back but found the route constantly changing. Eventually, they had no choice but to spend the night.
The first week, they spent trying to reach out for help and stretch out their almost non-existent supplies. On the fifth day after getting trapped in here, the fight broke out between Sendou and the third member as the former accused the latter of watching him sleep. The fight was resolved by Nishinomiya-san but the two refused to talk until the next fight.
On the third day of the second week following their disappearance, Kyosuke let out a sudden scream and tackled Nishinomiya-san to the ground. He proceeded to strangle her until she lost consciousness, which was the point where Sendou-san killed the attacker with the glass shard he managed to find.
"I thought the nightmare would end there," the young woman sobbed. "It was just me and my boyfriend now, so this had to end, right?"
"But it didn't."
"No," she sniffled. "It didn't. I saw this thing everywhere. Just staring at me until it attacked me. I remember it laughing in my face over my two friends being dead. It kept screaming how my boyfriend would be next and then I- I..."
She buried her face in the dirt before her.
"I killed my boyfriend!"
As Arai-san calmed the girl down and gave her some medication for sleep, Izuku was busy comparing his own experience to what the girl had experienced. From that, they gathered that the Devil was only able to affect one person at a time and that shock strong enough would clear the victim's head.
"No bodies left anywhere here," Arai-san said once he finished searching the area where the girl was staying. Her boyfriend and friends were gone. "So the devil probably prefers eating the victims have exhausted or killed one another."
"Good call," Tsutsumi-san nodded. "But do not rule out the possibility that it can attack on its own."
"Noted. Still no idea what kind of devil we are dealing with, though," Arai-san sighed. "Illusion Devil? Betrayal Devil?"
"Doesn't matter," the sniper said as she handed the man the unconscious survivor. "Long as we know what to expect, we should be able to deal with it. Now the main problem is how we are going to get out of here without killing each other or getting by it."
As the two hunters discussed their further actions, Izuku couldn't help but look at his hands. Then, his eyes would guiltily move to Tsutsumi-san's body - her cuts and bruises and burns. The ones that he had inflicted on her because he lost his nerve.
"You acted as one should when dealing the devils," Kei hissed. "Do not get all sentimental just because you hurt some girl."
He knew that, logically. But he couldn't help the heavy feeling of guilt anyway. He knew that Tsutsumi-san was stronger than him. If she was fighting seriously, he would be down in one shot. So why did she hold back? Why take damage when she could take him out?
"Arghhh, you are making me sick with these feelings of yours here," the devil complained. The hummed. Then laughed. "How about this then... When we find the devil responsible, how about we give him a really painful punishment? Take out all this guilt and anger out on its sorry hide?"
Izuku couldn't help but let out a small chuckle.
So the devil was trying to manipulate him, huh?
"Manipulation is such an ugly word... Accurate, too."
Well, he supposed that it would be more productive. He would still need to properly apologize to Tsutsumi-san and maybe look into whether the Hunters had some special training to prepare for scenarios like this.
"Midoriya," Arai-san came forth with some cuffs and rope. The teen didn't have a good feeling about either of the things. "Hate to do this but I am going to tie you down. The way things are right now, you are the last person affected by the devil and, right now, the most dangerous one should it take hold of you again. Hope you understand."
Izuku gave a small nod before letting the man cuff his hands behind his lack. Much as he hated it, he understood why they had to do this.
Kei was... less understanding.
"I am going to kill these assholes!" he hissed, his small rabbit body shaking with rage. He tried to bite through the ropes but, being a ghost visible only to Izuku, his attempts were futile. "And here we were, ready to do something cool! Now we are going to be led on a goddamn leash?!"
"It's not a leash, Kei."
"Arai, don't forget to put a leash on him."
Kei gave him a glare.
W
Growing up a son of a hostess, Hirokazu was no stranger to the uncomfortable situations. From helping her throw up in the bathroom after a long night of entertaining the clients to the heavy atmosphere that came with his heritage, the man's entire life was about dealing with things outside the norm.
He didn't blame his mother. Never. Because whatever she did, she did it to raise him into the man he was today. That was the lesson that young Hirokazu took and carried with himself into adulthood. No matter how uncomfortable or weird something was, as long as it has the noble purpose, he would do it.
Which is why he had no issue leading a fifteen-year old boy on a leash in a dark tunnel.
It was all for the greater good!
He took a brief look at the boy behind. He couldn't imagine what the kid was going through, what's with almost killing one of their own. Maybe a little chat could help him?
"So... how is your school, Midoriya?"
"It's okay," the boy smiled. "My teachers are helping me with applications to high schools."
Ah, right, he was not even a high schooler yet. Hirokazu couldn't help but think to his own days of junior high. Despite his best efforts, his grades were crap and his temper led to trouble enough times that his teachers gave up on him.
"You got a good school, then."
"... yeah."
And wasn't that a telling pause there? Hirokazu dealt with his own fair share of swallowed hiccups like this one. Moments when you wanted to say something more but stopped yourself lest you upset someone.
In the end, there was a better time and place for whatever was troubling the kid. Right now, they needed to get out of here before-
"Tsutsumi-san!" Izuku cried out "On your left!"
His colleague reacted just in time as the pair of giant jaws extended from the wall of the tunnel and snapped inches away from her arm would be. The former heroine activated her Quirk before firing several rounds a second after attemped attack.
Right into the wall and thin air.
"Damnit," cursed the sniper. "The bastard can appear out of nowhere, too?"
Hirokazu looked at Izuku, wondering why he saw the devil come while he and Tsutsumi could not.
"I-I don't know," the boy admitted. "I just felt him close. Really close."
This was not looking good. They did consider the possibility that this devil could do more than trick people into killing each other. They just didn't realise how inconvenient it could be about it. Was it able to appear and disappear in a blink of an eye? Or was this some weird form of invisibility?
He turned to Midoriya, seeing their only chance at coming out of here alive in the boy.
"What did you feel, kid? I need all the details!"
"J-Just give me a few moments to think, okay?" the boy was looking around, no doubt just as freaked out as Hirokazu was. The man felt ashamed of piling this all on the middle-schooler but the death hanging over their necks was strong enoug hto suppress it. "I felt its crimes, I guess."
"... This doesn't make any sense."
"I know, I know," the boy groaned. "I just- The moment it got close enough to Tsutsumi-san, it's like I saw these scribbles floating around the space near her. Kidnapping, conspiracy, murder and... Lots of other things."
Come to think of it, didn't he list the Sludge Devil's crimes when he first transformed, too? Was it another manifestation of his powers? If it was, how much could they rely on it? One wrong move and they were all dead. If it was not the reliable power but just kid panicking and letting his imagination ru-
"Arai, untie him."
A quick slash of a knife released the kid. Who then quickly turned into his devil form. Even now, Arai was not sure how he felt about it. He worked with devils like Fox. He worked with Fiends. But seeing another person - especially, a kid - transform into this strange hybrid was still unnerving up close.
"You better not run wild on us now," Tsutsumi warned the boy. "I won't be holding back this time."
"We got it."
'We'. Not 'I'. He heard from Himeno-san that the kid's devil had an active mind of its own. In this state, did the two cooperate properly or did they exchange the controls?
"Arai, don't just stand there! Get in the formation," the sniper's order snapped him out of it. Hurriedly, he took the position next to the two and formed the triangle around their survivor. "Midoriya, keep an eye for our devil. Arai, be ready to deploy the Fox."
His fingers were shaking as he pressed them into the familiar gesture. The tunnel was quiet as they watched out for any attack. The only sound in this dark and damp place was the rattle of the boy's chains. So close... So cold...
"Die, Devil Hunters!" roared the kid. "DIE, TSUTSUMI!"
Hirokazu tackled his colleague down just as the chains swung through the air where her head was. Damn it, did the devil get the kid again? No... He clearly called her by her name. Did the devil take over and was going after them now?
He saw the hybrid raise his hand, commanding the chains once more.
"KO-"
Tsutsumi grabbed his wrist just as the chains swung down at them... and curved to the right. There was a sudden shriek of pain followed by the entire place shaking.
"Damn it!" screamed Tsutsumi. But Hirokazu never saw her lips move.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, how?!" roared his own voice, from all directions. It then grew higher and twisted to resemble Midoriya's voice, "How did you do this?! Ho-?!"
The chains burst out of the boy's back just in time to smash into the opened mouth of the creature behind him. The chains wrapped around the teeth like wires and began to pull. The devil's head turned invisible but not intangible, to its own surprise. It thrashed and shook in desperate attempt to break free.
A futile attempt.
"Let's add impersonation to your list of crimes," the voice behind the metal mask was cheerful and somber all at once. "This is for making me fight my colleagues!"
Midoriya twisted his body around, the chains dragging the monstrously large head all over the tunnel's walls. Smashing it against every corner and surface it could, the chains continued to dig into the devil's gums. It wailed and screamed and threatened through the pain but the boy ignored it all in favour of beating it into submission.
The two hunters watched the hybrid go against the devil. The boy had no training or even proper understanding about fights. His moves were awkward and clumsy, helped only by how much faster and stronger he was in this form. He used the chains with great skill but little imagination. But that did not lessen the brutality of their use.
"Paranoia Devil," how the boy knew it would be investigated as well. "You have been found guilty of kidnapping, assault, conspiracy, criminal impersonation and murder."
The devil groaned, its teeth cracked and its body beaten to a pulp. The chains pulled back, releasing their hold on its teeth. The devil gnashed them, feeling a few loose ones in the gums. This bastard... He would regret not ripping them out when he had the chance.
Paranoia Devil used its power to bombard the woman on the side with illusions. She would shoot the bastard down and give it a chance to escape. Just a second was en-
A metal boot stomped into the chest, cracking the ribs and smooshing the flesh.
"You are not going anywhere."
The bastard pressed down onto its body. He reached for the mask and ripped it wide open. Paranoia Devil wanted to laugh at this. It already saw the boy's face so what could be so terrifying about it now? It laughed and cursed and spat at the face of the attacker. Laughable. Simply laughable! There was nothing!
... nothing at all.
Paranoia Devil squirmed as the time suddenly slowed down to a crawl. It stared further into the void behind the mask. But there was nothing. Nothing. Nothing? Nothing! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing!
... nothing at all...
This is what it would be reduced to.
"N-No...!" the devil groaned as it started to fight against the boot on its chest. "Nothing? Nothing! Not Nothing! Anything but Nothing!"
From inside the void, it heard the chains. Rattling and slithering their way towards from nothing, they burst forth and snaked all over its flesh. Unlike before, these were cold. Cold and heavy.
No, not cold. Not heavy at all.
They were draining.
They were draining the warmth and the strength from its flesh. They were draining the very will to fight and resist!
"...n-n-no..." Paranoia Devil whispered, its body cold and numb and so... empty. "...p-please... a-anything... but... n-nothing..."
Its pleas went unanswered as its body was sucked into the void, its pathetic mewling drowned out by the euphoric laughter of the green-haired hybrid.
W
Izuku's body shook with excitement and joy. As he felt the last bits and pieces of Paranoia Devil slide down his void and drop into his stomach, the boy felt his body burn like a furnace. He dropped onto his knees and screamed.
Not from exhaustion or pain as Arai-san assumed, but from sheer euphoria of the feeling. He felt it all. He felt the hunger the Paranoia Devil felt. He lived the joy it derived from turning people against each other and devouring them. It was all horrible. Twisted and messed up beyond any thought.
But all of that was just an entree. And the main course was the fire in his belly that he felt from locking the devil away. It was going to hurt more, kill more and do it all with the smile. But now it wouldn't! It simply couldn't!
And its screams of anguish and regret were such an intoxicating dessert!
"Now you know how great it feels~" Kei cheered. "Isn't it the most amazing feeling in the world?"
It was! Really, really, it was!'
"We saw the wrong and made it right! We put an end to the monster!"
They did! Didn't they? What greater feeling was there if it was not knowing that you made the difference? That this monster was now locked away for good!
"We need more."
More. More. MOR-
BANG
A round of pink and blue tore through stomach, pushing out his guts and a few organs out. Izuku groaned in pain and shock as he stared at his very important organs such as liver lying on the ground in chunks.
"Tsutsumi, what the fuck?"
"Calm down, Arai, nothing a little blood won't fix," the woman tossed Izuku a blood bag. "His laughter was really getting on my nerves and I had no better way of shutting him up."
To his own surprise, Izuku felt little disgust towards the contents of the bag. Maybe he was still coming down from this weird form of high he experienced or maybe he now shared the cravings of devils... But the blood tasted nowhere near as repulsive as he would have thought a few weeks ago.
Having emptied the entire thing, Izuku got back on the feet and looked at the woman that shot him.
"So... how did I do on my first patrol?"
Izuku's first day on the field. And he got shot less than ten times! Makes you wonder if getting shot by Nagant comes with a punch-card. Get shot fifteen times and get your free ice cream!
And this was your first look at what happens to the devils that Izuku actually manages to get his hands on.
Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Till next time!