Miko was sitting in a caged room, covered in talismans.
There were burns covering her arms as the purification bit at her whenever she moved. Her hair, which was usually dark ebony, was a teal color and matted and torn. Her eyes were red from crying and her skin was pale.
Miko was cherishing the last possession she had from her mother, a beautiful necklace. Then Black Angel arrived. "You haven't cried for months and I'm losing money. But I have someone that will make you cry."
Devil arrived at Miko's chamber and burned her cheek to make her cry. But as Black Angel has experienced, it didn't work. Just then the necklace Miko was cherishing earlier glimmered, and Devil realized her weakness. He grabbed the necklace and shattered it in her hands, the crystal stabbing into her palm. This caused Miko to sob, fresh diamonds spilling from her eyes, and she secreted one away for her necklace—if she would ever escape to fix it.
A happy Black Angel awaits.
Devil knelt down and looked at Miko. "You could make this easier on yourself if you just teach yourself how to control your quirk—that way you needn't cry."
She let out a silent cry of anguish, a cry that went out on the spirit winds.
Xxx
In Kyoto on the street, Sirens wailed in the distance; a figure ran along the sidewalk and ducked into an alley. There was a bulging sack in his hand; a burglar on the run from the police. He looked back toward the mouth of the alley, just in time to see the squad cars race past, he looked away smugly. Before he could get ten steps away, though, a shadow passes quickly over him; he stopped.
"Huh?" Burglar said.
With his free hand, he pulled out a crowbar and brandished it uncertainly. He looked up toward the sky and from one side to the other and back to the center. Something flashed down from the rooftops on this last movement and resolved into BlackWhip, giving away Deku's presence on the scene. The burglar lost his hold on the crowbar when the whip yanked it away.
The burglar stammered and backed up. "I don't want trouble, okay?"
A black blur dropped into view behind him, at the far end of the alley, and he turned this way to find a pair of pinpoint eyes staring at him from the shadows. They belonged to Deku, landing in front of the criminal, gazing at him accusingly. Throwing his arms up to protect his face, the burglar stood his ground as the hero strode towards him. The next voice, deadly serious threw a whole new scare into him.
"You should've thought of that before you committed the crime." Deku said.
He advanced implacably toward the criminal before sprinting in. His high kick found the chin and slid the burglar back five yards or so. The man ran back toward the interloper; Deku backed up a bit and blocked the wild punches arcing toward his head before winding up and yelling "Detroooooit SMASH!"
The burglar slid down, half knocked out.
"Hey! This isn't your town! Aren't you supposed to be with-?" Burglar said.
Deku moved closer. "Just moved here. And from now on, I work alone."
A cry of anguish struck Deku's mind. Images of Miko, imprisoned and tortured, flashed through the young hero's mind. His eyes narrowed, confused, but determined to find and rescue her; to answer the call.
A blast caught his attention, and Dynamight shimmered into view.
"What's the point of using the stealth suit if your gonna blast your way in?" Deku said, smirking.
"Who would need to hide from you, Deku?" Dynamight snarled back.
"You're late, Kacchan," Deku indicated the criminal.
Dynamight rolled his eyes. "Your just early ya damn nerd."
The pulse went out again and both boys held their heads against Miko's screams.
"Who is that screaming girl?" Shoto asked, flashing in on his fire.
Uravity floated up. "You guys hear her too?"
"I'm going to save her." Deku said. "But we have a better chance together."
"What do you think, you the boss or something?" Dynamight groaned.
"Just give me a chance." Deku said. "Follow me. The call's coming from the forest."