BNHA Demonic Redemption
Hello folks, sorry for the longer than usual break over Christmas.
Q and A time.
Q: why did the cops kill Izuku?
A: fake cops.
Q: so this takes place before Hazbin Hotel?
A: current chapter takes place a few weeks before Vaggie would have her wings ripped off for refusing to kill a kid.
Chapter 4: chats
Mirko paced back and forth, alternating between fury and nervousness. She had been the one to rush the kid to the hospital and was filling out the forms in the lobby when the doctors called for aid. By the time she got to the room and kicked the doors down they caught the tail end of purple smoke vanishing and the kid on the floor nearly dead. Nighteye had been called in to review the security footage and attempt to ID the men who attacked the green haired kid while she was left to guard the kid.
"Fucking assholes going after a kid. Did some fuck in hell put a hit on his family?" She growled as she clenched and unclenched her fists. The only other sounds in the room were her footsteps, the rhythmic sounds of the oxygen system and the constant beeping of the heart monitor.
A sudden knock at the door had her spinning to face it. The door had been locked from the inside and a small monitor was set up to see whoever was on the other side much like all high security rooms were. The monitor showed Sir Nighteye standing there impatiently checking his watch. Mirko huffed and opened the door.
"Well? Any leads on who's ass I have to beat?" She asked in a no-nonsense tone and folded her arms.
"We only ID'd two, Ganma Mineta and Denji Kendo. Both wanted for minor quirk discrimination crimes and petty theft." Nighteye explained bluntly as he laid a hand on Mirko's shoulder. "Other than that we've got nothing."
"Nothing?! NOTHING?! They beat a kid damn near to death and we've got NOTHING?!" Mirko snarled, barely resisting the urge to scream at the top of her lungs and subsequently being thrown out of the hospital.
"He's quirkless. The courts will have better spent their efforts elsewhere." Nighteye replied dispassionately. He lent back, Mirko's armoured boot missing his nose by a hairs width. He lent to the right dodging another kick before he grabbed her by the arm and slammed her into the floor. "Leave it be Mirko, he's only quirkless."
"Get-" Mirko snarled, a demonic aura blazed around her as she booted Nighteye in the balls. "THE FUCK OUT!"
The hero gagged as he dropped to the floor, his weighted cuffs clacking as they hit the tiles.
"And don't you DARE use your quirk on me you bastard!" Mirko snapped as she planted her foot on Nighteye's side and slid him out the door before locking it. "Piece of shit." She huffed.
Her eyes once more drew back to the unconcious teen who was hooked up to various machines on the bed. She remembered the demonic energy that was rife through the apartment she pulled his mother from as the short woman tried to fend off several feral Imps and a Pinky in the enclosed space. For as bad as the woman had taken she had given in return. Mirko was just glad she had Thirteen on scene soon after to clean up any evidence of demonic activity in the apartment with her quirk.
Still, she was impressed, the woman had given the ferals a beating before the pinky managed to gore her on one of its tusks. Mirko took out her phone and sent off a quick update to the group chat.
Bunny: kid's still out cold, Nighteye is a quirkiest prick though.
Spaceship: nearly sorted out here, there's a lot of chunks of what looks like a whiplash in the kitchen.
Espressolikewater: damn, how'd a person kill one of those things?
Bunny: idk I got there as she was dealing with feral imps and a Pinky.
Scaryshit: file your reports by no later than 9pm, Mic change my username back or I'm docking your pay.
Espressolikewater changed Scaryshit to Ratgod
Ratgod: thankyou. Tremble in fear!
Ratgod logged off.
Bunny: why didn't he change it himself?
Espressolikewater: because he likes tormenting us.
Spaceship: because he likes tormenting us.
Espressolikewater: so, how's the little listener?
Bunny: still out cold you damn idiot. How you're involved with the supernatural without spilling the gossip over social media is beyond me.
Catnaps: quit blowing up my phone! I'm tired FFS.
Bunny: then mute it.
Espressolikewater: aw grumpy pants is awake.
Catnaps: I swear to god I will tell recovery girl you're behind on vaccinations if you don't shut up!
Espressolikewater: I'll be good!
Bunny logged off.
Mirko groaned as she rubbed at her face. All she wanted to do was do her patrols, pick up some groceries and have a simple dinner by herself but no, all the supernatural stuff just had to come out of the woodworks today. First it was a kappa shoplifting then some yōko decided to pick a fight with a human girl over who looks better and finally the damn apartment attack and then having to babysit a kid because there's no way in hell she's leaving him defenseless.
[Elsewhere]
Katsuki growled in frustration as his mother tried and failed to neaten up his hair. He didn't care what was going on, he didn't want to go see the nerd in the hospital.
"Hold still brat!" Mitsuki snapped as she wacked Katsuki with the handle of the hairbrush. "I won't have you looking like some delinquent!"
"WHO YOU CALLING BRAT YOU HAG?!" Katsuki roared, explosions blasting from his palms as he glared at his mother.
"Don't talk to me that way!" She snarled as she put him in a headlock and tried again to fix his hair.
Masura sighed softly as he packed away the dishes from dinner. "Mitsuki, we don't leave until tomorrow, visiting hours ended at 8pm."
Katsuki froze before screaming in utter anger as he thrashed about in his mum's arms. "YOU OLD HAG WHY ARE YOU MAKING ME GET READY NOW IF THEY'RE CLOSED?!"
[Hell]
Charlie sighed to herself as she entered her bedroom and flopped onto her bed. Her curtains were drawn revealing a massive pentagram carved on the surface of a small moon floating just under the rocky ceiling of the realm of hell she currently resided in. She had been trying to hand out fliers all day, offering safe haven to any sinner who wanted safety from the upcoming extermination in exchange for attempting a redemption program she was trying to launch. So far only a fluffy spider sinner had taken a flier but she supposed it was better than nothing.
"Greetings and salutations ladies and gentlemen, sinners of all ages my name is Alastor and I will be your radio host tonight so ignore the flash and pazzaz of uncultured, unoriginal rigamarole of Vox's idiot box and listen to something more refined and relaxing. On our countdown to Extermination with just over two weeks to go, I present to you, At Your Command." A static filled voice announced over the radios atop the poles that lined the streets. A buzz and click is heart before the song At your command by Bing Crosby started to echo down the streets. Many sinners covered their ears in disgust of the older music asides those still awake in Cannibal town who enjoyed the older music.
"Atleast someone is doing some good out there." Charlie muttered to herself as she laid on her bed. "I mean it's like people are addicted to sinning...wait." she grinned as she flings herself off her bed and rushed to her desk. "Addicts go to rehab to get better, what if I can do the same with sinners? No more over population, no more extermination day. People can live in peace down here if they're being redeemed!"
"Charlie, go to bed dear it's late!" Her father's voice called from somewhere down the hall.
"One minute dad! I had an idea!" Charlie called as she quickly wrote down several notes on a piece of paper and even did a quick sketch of a hotel uniform design as a grin grew across her lips. "This is it, no more exterminations, no more suffering."
End.
Thoughts?
Ideas?
Questions?
Bunny: Mirko
Spaceship: thirteen
Espressolikewater: present Mic
Ratgod: Nezu
Catnaps: Aizawa