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Has the Flash looked under both Hellhounds?
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Has the Flash looked under both Hellhounds?
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At this point, they're heckhounds.
They're comparatively very PG, after all.
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"Heck" is capitalized. FTFY
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Wait until they mentally mature enough, get a humanoid form and start dating.
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Another way to deal with All For One is the spell Awoken, it can be used in the nomus as they have an intelligence score lower than 3, and they aren't undead as their cells are all working
though that doesn't apply to the high ends and other later nomus
and if it's actually confirmed, every quirk has a personality backup and aren't counted as humanoids then you can awaken all of his quirks and drive him completely mad
do to him the same that happened to father at the end of full metal alchemist
sadly you can't quicken awaken, but maybe you can add to a glyph of warding or contingency when he steps in a place
or use any that allow the dead to rest to send those sapient voices to the afterlife, thus making all quirks whose users already died slightly more difficult to control
though that doesn't apply to the high ends and other later nomus
and if it's actually confirmed, every quirk has a personality backup and aren't counted as humanoids then you can awaken all of his quirks and drive him completely mad
do to him the same that happened to father at the end of full metal alchemist
sadly you can't quicken awaken, but maybe you can add to a glyph of warding or contingency when he steps in a place
or use any that allow the dead to rest to send those sapient voices to the afterlife, thus making all quirks whose users already died slightly more difficult to control
Anime Adjacent: BNHA 04
"Now, breathe in." A small woman said from behind Yagi Toshinori.
He'd been rushed from the precinct to U.A. by a panicking Naomasa after he'd collapsed, grunting and moaning as he tried to hold back cries of raw agony. The entire night, he'd been kept tethered to a bed by Recovery Girl while they tried to figure out what was going on, what caused the episode.
Their first thought? Enemy action. Especially once Naomasa had explained to Nedzu about the possessed child that turned into a dragon and knew far, far too much.
Well, Nedzu had some reservations. Due to the source of information, as well as what was said and the relative non-violence with which the perpetrator had escaped holding? Teleportation, transformation, some kind of omni-glot ability, self-regeneration and possession of a corpse was a long, long list of highly dangerous quirks to place in one individual. If the suspect had wanted to cause serious harm after disabling All Might? He very well could have.
That it claimed to have no connection to All For One was suspect, even with Naomasa confirming that it hadn't been a lie. Whilst well buried now, it was not unknown for the monster to push extra Quirks into a victim and let the resulting abomination either go berserk or else kill itself in pain. For the ancient madman to have found a 'Stable' combination, or perhaps created a sentient Quirk that needed a host, was not exactly out of the question.
Yagi breathed in slowly, deeply. Deeper than he had in years, actually. And it didn't even hurt! There was a bit of stress, sure, like stretching a muscle after sitting for too long but it wasn't the stabbing pain he'd grown used to.
"Good..." Chiyo Shuzenji murmured behind Yagi as she listened to his internals with a stethoscope. "Very good. Your lung capacity is a little on the low end but I'm very surprised considering it was nearly half of what a healthy person used to have."
"Absolutely fascinating..." Nedzu, the strange chimera, muttered as his beady eyes took in the proceedings. Yagi wasn't entirely comfortable with him watching his physical but he hadn't really been able to argue considering he'd been the victim to an unknown Quirk. Or possibly Quirks. "Such a significant improvement, and overnight? No healing or regenerative Quirks have ever been recorded to be so fast or effective!"
"And I'm not seeing any deficits." Chiyo continued, writing at a clipboard. "I would have expected dehydration, possibly anemia and a variety of lacking nutrients at the rapid regrowth of missing tissues but it appears as though your body produced the materials from nothing! I've never heard of a healing Quirk with no downsides before."
"I think the crippling pain might count as a downside, actually." Yagi interjected, rubbing one hand over the former hollow in his side. His organs, more than a few, had either regrown wholesale or else had significant amounts of damage repaired.
All it cost was the loss of a child he'd failed and the uncontested escape of whatever had taken up residence inside of him.
Yagi had failed and he hated the bitter taste it left in his mouth.
"Perhaps so, yes." Nedzu was... Not dismissive, no, but the rat's general disdain for humanity left him just a bit too callous for most people. "Had we known what was happening? I would have been more than happy to request Kayama use her Quirk on you."
Nemuri Kayama, the Pro-Hero Midnight. Her Quirk, Somnambulist, let her expel a gas through her skin that quickly put people to sleep.
"Unfortunately." The all-too-happy chimera continued. "We simply had no idea that you'd been disabled through a healing Quirk! Or that there was someone that was both willing and able to target you in such a fashion. Clearly this 'Alec' is quite confident in his abilities if he would perform such a contrary action."
"Well..." Recovery Girl looked up from the notes she was writing to fix the two of them with a glare. "He's still incredibly far from where he could be. If this old fool-"
The small woman rapped Yagi across the knee with her cane, causing his leg to jerk out reflexively.
"-wants to get back to one-hundred percent? You need to start taking proper care of yourself!" The glare the woman fixed him with could've melted lead. "Eggs, fruits, vegetables- Everything might have been put back in place but it still needs proper nutrition before any of it is as strong as it should be. Stick to light meals at first, boy, your body isn't used to handling something bigger than those terrible protein shakes."
"Of course!" Yagi hastily agreed as the little old lady waved her cane at him threateningly. He probably didn't need to tell her he'd been salivating when she first mentioned food. He'd barely been able to tolerate anything with flavor in years!
"Good!" The woman 'harrumphed' at him and placed her cane back on the ground. "Now, my initial observations suggests that you've experienced a near one-hundred percent recovery of missing or damaged tissues. However, being a school facility, even one as incredibly well funded as our own, I don't have any internal imaging equipment. You'll need to go to an actual hospital for that. I'll write out a request for the full gamut, X-ray, M.R.I., everything. I expect those tests inside of two weeks, do you understand?"
"Yes." Yagi nodded, the harsh look in the little woman's eyes fading slightly as he capitulated. "Thank you for your care."
He watched her walk out of the room, eventually leaving him alone with the principal of U.A.
"Well now..." The rat started after she'd closed the door behind her. "We seem to have quite a bit of information to go over, don't we?"
"...I suppose we do." Yagi agreed with a sigh. He wasn't looking forward to this. At all.
"It's rather difficult for me to choose a place to start. So many mysteries, all dropped on us at once?" Nedzu's expressions shifted slightly, twisting into something more bestial than his usual act of aping humans. If Yagi had to guess? He'd say the rat was eager. "A shapeshifter, healing quirks, teleportation... That, combined with a distressingly credible warning that All For One isn't as gone as we'd hoped?"
"Except those two aren't related." Yagi knew the chimera was waiting for his input, the Quirked animal was always rather excited to have a captive audience. "At least, assuming that Alec was not just Truthful but also correct."
"Yes, a rather crucial distinction." Nedzu agreed, nodding along for Yagi's benefit. "Naomasa's report was quite clear about the disdain our informant had for the appropriate process but that was after his transformation. He also claimed that the boy had a significant change in personality upon shifting, comparing the new form with Ryukyu. Of course, that was simply his report. Now that you're well enough to talk, I'd like to hear what you observed."
"Well..." Yagi hesitated, the paper sheets under his hands crinkling loudly in the small room.
"It all started when I saved a young man from a villain..."
AN/ Sorry, this plot bunny just keeps hopping around.
He'd been rushed from the precinct to U.A. by a panicking Naomasa after he'd collapsed, grunting and moaning as he tried to hold back cries of raw agony. The entire night, he'd been kept tethered to a bed by Recovery Girl while they tried to figure out what was going on, what caused the episode.
Their first thought? Enemy action. Especially once Naomasa had explained to Nedzu about the possessed child that turned into a dragon and knew far, far too much.
Well, Nedzu had some reservations. Due to the source of information, as well as what was said and the relative non-violence with which the perpetrator had escaped holding? Teleportation, transformation, some kind of omni-glot ability, self-regeneration and possession of a corpse was a long, long list of highly dangerous quirks to place in one individual. If the suspect had wanted to cause serious harm after disabling All Might? He very well could have.
That it claimed to have no connection to All For One was suspect, even with Naomasa confirming that it hadn't been a lie. Whilst well buried now, it was not unknown for the monster to push extra Quirks into a victim and let the resulting abomination either go berserk or else kill itself in pain. For the ancient madman to have found a 'Stable' combination, or perhaps created a sentient Quirk that needed a host, was not exactly out of the question.
Yagi breathed in slowly, deeply. Deeper than he had in years, actually. And it didn't even hurt! There was a bit of stress, sure, like stretching a muscle after sitting for too long but it wasn't the stabbing pain he'd grown used to.
"Good..." Chiyo Shuzenji murmured behind Yagi as she listened to his internals with a stethoscope. "Very good. Your lung capacity is a little on the low end but I'm very surprised considering it was nearly half of what a healthy person used to have."
"Absolutely fascinating..." Nedzu, the strange chimera, muttered as his beady eyes took in the proceedings. Yagi wasn't entirely comfortable with him watching his physical but he hadn't really been able to argue considering he'd been the victim to an unknown Quirk. Or possibly Quirks. "Such a significant improvement, and overnight? No healing or regenerative Quirks have ever been recorded to be so fast or effective!"
"And I'm not seeing any deficits." Chiyo continued, writing at a clipboard. "I would have expected dehydration, possibly anemia and a variety of lacking nutrients at the rapid regrowth of missing tissues but it appears as though your body produced the materials from nothing! I've never heard of a healing Quirk with no downsides before."
"I think the crippling pain might count as a downside, actually." Yagi interjected, rubbing one hand over the former hollow in his side. His organs, more than a few, had either regrown wholesale or else had significant amounts of damage repaired.
All it cost was the loss of a child he'd failed and the uncontested escape of whatever had taken up residence inside of him.
Yagi had failed and he hated the bitter taste it left in his mouth.
"Perhaps so, yes." Nedzu was... Not dismissive, no, but the rat's general disdain for humanity left him just a bit too callous for most people. "Had we known what was happening? I would have been more than happy to request Kayama use her Quirk on you."
Nemuri Kayama, the Pro-Hero Midnight. Her Quirk, Somnambulist, let her expel a gas through her skin that quickly put people to sleep.
"Unfortunately." The all-too-happy chimera continued. "We simply had no idea that you'd been disabled through a healing Quirk! Or that there was someone that was both willing and able to target you in such a fashion. Clearly this 'Alec' is quite confident in his abilities if he would perform such a contrary action."
"Well..." Recovery Girl looked up from the notes she was writing to fix the two of them with a glare. "He's still incredibly far from where he could be. If this old fool-"
The small woman rapped Yagi across the knee with her cane, causing his leg to jerk out reflexively.
"-wants to get back to one-hundred percent? You need to start taking proper care of yourself!" The glare the woman fixed him with could've melted lead. "Eggs, fruits, vegetables- Everything might have been put back in place but it still needs proper nutrition before any of it is as strong as it should be. Stick to light meals at first, boy, your body isn't used to handling something bigger than those terrible protein shakes."
"Of course!" Yagi hastily agreed as the little old lady waved her cane at him threateningly. He probably didn't need to tell her he'd been salivating when she first mentioned food. He'd barely been able to tolerate anything with flavor in years!
"Good!" The woman 'harrumphed' at him and placed her cane back on the ground. "Now, my initial observations suggests that you've experienced a near one-hundred percent recovery of missing or damaged tissues. However, being a school facility, even one as incredibly well funded as our own, I don't have any internal imaging equipment. You'll need to go to an actual hospital for that. I'll write out a request for the full gamut, X-ray, M.R.I., everything. I expect those tests inside of two weeks, do you understand?"
"Yes." Yagi nodded, the harsh look in the little woman's eyes fading slightly as he capitulated. "Thank you for your care."
He watched her walk out of the room, eventually leaving him alone with the principal of U.A.
"Well now..." The rat started after she'd closed the door behind her. "We seem to have quite a bit of information to go over, don't we?"
"...I suppose we do." Yagi agreed with a sigh. He wasn't looking forward to this. At all.
"It's rather difficult for me to choose a place to start. So many mysteries, all dropped on us at once?" Nedzu's expressions shifted slightly, twisting into something more bestial than his usual act of aping humans. If Yagi had to guess? He'd say the rat was eager. "A shapeshifter, healing quirks, teleportation... That, combined with a distressingly credible warning that All For One isn't as gone as we'd hoped?"
"Except those two aren't related." Yagi knew the chimera was waiting for his input, the Quirked animal was always rather excited to have a captive audience. "At least, assuming that Alec was not just Truthful but also correct."
"Yes, a rather crucial distinction." Nedzu agreed, nodding along for Yagi's benefit. "Naomasa's report was quite clear about the disdain our informant had for the appropriate process but that was after his transformation. He also claimed that the boy had a significant change in personality upon shifting, comparing the new form with Ryukyu. Of course, that was simply his report. Now that you're well enough to talk, I'd like to hear what you observed."
"Well..." Yagi hesitated, the paper sheets under his hands crinkling loudly in the small room.
"It all started when I saved a young man from a villain..."
AN/ Sorry, this plot bunny just keeps hopping around.
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Keep that damn bunny alive. This is great.
I'm enjoying the BHNA sidestory. I want to see how the current arc of the main story gets resolved - I'm pretty invested in the plot there, but I like this sidestory as well.
Won't complain about either one updating.
Won't complain about either one updating.
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two in the same day? you spoil us good sir
Lycanthromancer
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How about we go for three?
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Keep that bunny feed and hopping cause I'd really like to see where this goes!
If this rabbit dies, I hope it's Kary that killed it.
It's such a cute and friendly bunny.
Is that a pregnancy joke? If so, applause.
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Yep.
She is astoundingly thirsty for a being who used to be allergic to water. And she's just so wonderfully forthright about it.
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well turn that rabbit into the Rabbit of Caerbannog becuse i am loveing this
Anime Adjacent: BNHA 05
Slitted yellow eyes stared dispassionately down on a rather nicely decorated compound deep in the heart of... Alec didn't know.
The various prefectures of Tokyo were a little more difficult for him to keep track of than he'd like to admit to.
He'd spent a few days recuperating in an abandoned warehouse, half-afraid to try and open a Gate into his demi-plane. The door had been in his inventory when... Well, he assumed it was. Alec didn't actually know how he'd died. There'd been fighting, explosions, magic of the highest order being flung with wild abandon. Unless he'd lost time or had the memories erased by Terra, he assumed he'd been killed instantly.
Conjure Food and Drink had covered his dietary needs, much to his own displeasure, and Adjustable Disguise had let him shift what he'd looked like, if not his size.
He'd needed the time to really get his head wrapped around his current situation. And possibly start grieving the life he'd lost. With the Source Wall intact? With no way to contact Terra?
He didn't know if he could go home.
Alec chose to focus on his current set of problems, instead. Body, shelter, income and then, then he could break down over what he'd lost.
The first problem, he was dealing with in two parts. Wish, a spell he'd dragged kicking and screaming to a level of mastery that allowed him to ignore its requirements, had been used to cast the spell Clone. Which had been absolutely miserable, he'd used his claws to extract a cube of his own flesh and blood as a core material for the secondary spell.
With a duplicate of himself growing under the accelerating effects of Haste, Alec had to look at the second part. Re-Ensouling the body he was inhabiting. Wish might have been able to do that, but he wasn't actually sure. He didn't know about any kind of psychopomps or death realms in this reality. Without some kind of knowledge, some kind of certainty, he had to consider other options.
The best of which had him hovering above a compound in the dead of night, his keen eyes watching the insipid little monsters below crawl about like ants.
They thought themselves strong.
They thought themselves to be the monsters that filled the nightmares of other people.
They would, instead, become something of an 'Object Lesson' on making such assumptions.
-----
Kai Chisaki hated people. Disgusting, thoughtless insects. Covered in filth, spreading disease as readily as they wasted oxygen.
He would fix that. He would find a cure!
He knew he was on the way to succeeding. They'd recently made a breakthrough using test samples that could suppress the sickness in someone. Soon, soon they'd have the formula perfect, soon they'd have a means of curing a 'Quirk' for good!
Then? Then they could begin his glorious mission of cleansing the planet of filth, restoring the world to the way it was supposed to be.
"Sir?" One of his subordinates spoke up, dragging Chisaki out of his dreams of a brighter tomorrow. "Shinji's late to check in and he hasn't been answering his phone."
"And you're bothering me with this... Why?" He demanded, fingering the edge of the glove on his right hand.
"...Because the two guys we sent to check on him haven't reported back yet." His subordinate, a tall man with pale green hair was sweating nervously as Chisaki stopped unrolling the rubber glove and instead fixed the man with a cold glare.
Kai stood up slowly, his hands quickly going through the checklist he'd made for having to deal with any... Issues.
His facemask was on, gloves were in place, suit fully buttoned- Everything was exactly where it was supposed to be. Everything was in order and all was right in his world.
"Where was Shinji supposed to be?" Kai asked as he began to get moving. He hated having to deal with interference in his mission. He hated the incompetents working under him even more.
"Around the back." His subordinate... Kaji? Kaji said. "No shipments today, so he was just supposed to keep an eye on the back entrance."
"And now him and two of the others are gone." Kai stated, a stiff nod from Kaji confirming it. "Is there anything on the cameras?"
"Nothin' boss." Kaji answered as they got to the door leading out. "Shinji just walked out, screen went black and then nothin'. Picture never came back and when we sent out Touji and Kensuke, they stopped answering."
"We got someone thinkin' they're real smart, eh?" Kai was more than familiar with how heroes acted and this wasn't it. The damned, disgusting showboats would make a spectacle out of trying to bust him.
No, this was some other gang. Thinking they were smart, thinking they could pick off his crew one by one.
Kai Chisaki hadn't taken control of the Yakuza by being meek.
Whatever fools were trying to play this game? He'd show them he was the better player.
The other gangs knew better than to mess with Overhaul- He was just going to have to give these upstarts their first and final lesson.
Stepping out the traditional sliding door, Chisaki found himself rather confused at what he saw.
Nothing.
No signs of a struggle. No fight. The back segment was clean and clear, absent of anything that would indicate something was wrong.
Except, of course, that it was not supposed to be empty. One of his men was supposed to be back here, keeping a live eye on things to prevent this exact scenario!
Chisaki began to unroll the glove on his right hand as he surveyed the back garden. There was nothing to see, nothing different, nothing out of place.
"...I don't see nothin', boss." His man, Kaji, whimpered next to him as Overhaul removed his other glove.
"Because there's nothing to see." Kai growled, his sharp eyes darting from stone to grass and back again. "Bunch of goddamn cowards! Picking off our boys, hiding, thinking we won't find 'em..."
Kai placed a hand on the ground and spikes erupted from the spot in front of him, ripping into a shadow at the edge of the grounds.
It struck nothing, the spikes made up of the stone path underfoot striking nothing but air.
"There's nothing out here, Kaji." Overhaul huffed, his gimlet glare darting between shadows. "You sure that jackass didn't cut the camera so I wouldn't catch him taking a smoke break?"
Kai despised smokers, wasteful idiots stinking up the air, leaving a mess behind them.
"...Kaji?" Kai asked when he received no answer. The leader of the Shie Hassaikai turned to his employee and found himself facing a truly strange sight.
A statue of Kaji. A perfectly made statue of Kaji, right in the position the man had been standing when Overhaul had turned to strike at the shadows.
"What?" The yakuza barked, taking several steps back and turning his head wildly. There was still nobody to be found. Just him... And the statue of Kaji. "What is- Who did this?! Where are you, coward!? Come out and face me like a man!"
Kai heard nothing. Nobody answered. Sweat beaded down the back of his neck as he turned left and right, looking for whatever, whoever had turned Kaji to stone.
"You think you're hot shit?!" He shouted, his arms kept at the ready, his nerves on a hair trigger. "Can't be that tough if you're too scared to face me!"
Nobody answered.
Kai felt his something cold crawling down his spine. The shadows, they looked deeper. The still silence in the air was more and more oppressive.
Finally, finally he couldn't take it. Kai turned to run back into the compound. He was just a few steps away from the door whe-
-----
Eri was a young girl. Perhaps five years old. Maybe six?
She wasn't sure.
She'd been here for a long time. She'd been scared for a long time.
The bad man... He hurt her. Constantly. Tore her apart to take her blood, to take her curse.
She'd tried to run away.
She hadn't gotten far.
The scary man, with the bird face. He'd caught her. He'd... He...
Eri pulled her knees to her chest, refusing to finish the thought.
All she wore was a surgical gown, stained crimson with her own blood where she'd been unmade and then put back together. Over and over and over again.
She didn't look up when she felt someone stomping down the hall to her cell. She didn't look up when the door was slowly, carefully opened. She clenched her eyes shut when she felt a shadow looming over her.
She didn't want to scream this time. The 'Overhaul' was always slower when she screamed.
"Nho..." A quiet voice rasped over her head, something... She didn't understand the way it sounded. "Nho, nho, nho..."
But if she had to describe it?
It sounded like the voice over her head was hurt.
"...Child?" The voice hissed, further away this time. "Eri? Eri, you won't- He can't-"
She heard something heavy hit the ground and clutched her knees against herself even tighter.
She tensed in fear when she felt a pair of great claws wrap around her, squeezing her eyes even harder and doing her best not to scream. She still whimpered, though.
Instead of tearing pain, of fire forcing its way through her very bones... She was pulled against something. It was smooth and warm, almost uncomfortably so.
But... It didn't hurt?
"Eri?" The voice cracked, a sob escaped from it, guttural and deep. "He won't hurt you again. He won't."
The broken girl finally cracked open her eyes and looked in wonder at the thing hugging her.
A giant lizard, it looked like it was made out of the sky at night.
"...You're crying." She whispered, staring in confusion as tears leaked from the eyes set deeply in the great, angular head of the lizard holding her.
"I'm ssorry!" It said, its eyes still shut. "I'm sso ssorry... I sshould have been here ssooner. Fasster."
Eri squeezed her eyes shut again as she felt her own tears start to break free. She didn't understand why the thing holding her was crying. She didn't understand why it was holding her without hurting her.
Hesitantly, carefully she tried to wrap her arms around the creature. She barely managed to get halfway around its sides.
She didn't understand but this...?
This felt... Nice.
The various prefectures of Tokyo were a little more difficult for him to keep track of than he'd like to admit to.
He'd spent a few days recuperating in an abandoned warehouse, half-afraid to try and open a Gate into his demi-plane. The door had been in his inventory when... Well, he assumed it was. Alec didn't actually know how he'd died. There'd been fighting, explosions, magic of the highest order being flung with wild abandon. Unless he'd lost time or had the memories erased by Terra, he assumed he'd been killed instantly.
Conjure Food and Drink had covered his dietary needs, much to his own displeasure, and Adjustable Disguise had let him shift what he'd looked like, if not his size.
He'd needed the time to really get his head wrapped around his current situation. And possibly start grieving the life he'd lost. With the Source Wall intact? With no way to contact Terra?
He didn't know if he could go home.
Alec chose to focus on his current set of problems, instead. Body, shelter, income and then, then he could break down over what he'd lost.
The first problem, he was dealing with in two parts. Wish, a spell he'd dragged kicking and screaming to a level of mastery that allowed him to ignore its requirements, had been used to cast the spell Clone. Which had been absolutely miserable, he'd used his claws to extract a cube of his own flesh and blood as a core material for the secondary spell.
With a duplicate of himself growing under the accelerating effects of Haste, Alec had to look at the second part. Re-Ensouling the body he was inhabiting. Wish might have been able to do that, but he wasn't actually sure. He didn't know about any kind of psychopomps or death realms in this reality. Without some kind of knowledge, some kind of certainty, he had to consider other options.
The best of which had him hovering above a compound in the dead of night, his keen eyes watching the insipid little monsters below crawl about like ants.
They thought themselves strong.
They thought themselves to be the monsters that filled the nightmares of other people.
They would, instead, become something of an 'Object Lesson' on making such assumptions.
-----
Kai Chisaki hated people. Disgusting, thoughtless insects. Covered in filth, spreading disease as readily as they wasted oxygen.
He would fix that. He would find a cure!
He knew he was on the way to succeeding. They'd recently made a breakthrough using test samples that could suppress the sickness in someone. Soon, soon they'd have the formula perfect, soon they'd have a means of curing a 'Quirk' for good!
Then? Then they could begin his glorious mission of cleansing the planet of filth, restoring the world to the way it was supposed to be.
"Sir?" One of his subordinates spoke up, dragging Chisaki out of his dreams of a brighter tomorrow. "Shinji's late to check in and he hasn't been answering his phone."
"And you're bothering me with this... Why?" He demanded, fingering the edge of the glove on his right hand.
"...Because the two guys we sent to check on him haven't reported back yet." His subordinate, a tall man with pale green hair was sweating nervously as Chisaki stopped unrolling the rubber glove and instead fixed the man with a cold glare.
Kai stood up slowly, his hands quickly going through the checklist he'd made for having to deal with any... Issues.
His facemask was on, gloves were in place, suit fully buttoned- Everything was exactly where it was supposed to be. Everything was in order and all was right in his world.
"Where was Shinji supposed to be?" Kai asked as he began to get moving. He hated having to deal with interference in his mission. He hated the incompetents working under him even more.
"Around the back." His subordinate... Kaji? Kaji said. "No shipments today, so he was just supposed to keep an eye on the back entrance."
"And now him and two of the others are gone." Kai stated, a stiff nod from Kaji confirming it. "Is there anything on the cameras?"
"Nothin' boss." Kaji answered as they got to the door leading out. "Shinji just walked out, screen went black and then nothin'. Picture never came back and when we sent out Touji and Kensuke, they stopped answering."
"We got someone thinkin' they're real smart, eh?" Kai was more than familiar with how heroes acted and this wasn't it. The damned, disgusting showboats would make a spectacle out of trying to bust him.
No, this was some other gang. Thinking they were smart, thinking they could pick off his crew one by one.
Kai Chisaki hadn't taken control of the Yakuza by being meek.
Whatever fools were trying to play this game? He'd show them he was the better player.
The other gangs knew better than to mess with Overhaul- He was just going to have to give these upstarts their first and final lesson.
Stepping out the traditional sliding door, Chisaki found himself rather confused at what he saw.
Nothing.
No signs of a struggle. No fight. The back segment was clean and clear, absent of anything that would indicate something was wrong.
Except, of course, that it was not supposed to be empty. One of his men was supposed to be back here, keeping a live eye on things to prevent this exact scenario!
Chisaki began to unroll the glove on his right hand as he surveyed the back garden. There was nothing to see, nothing different, nothing out of place.
"...I don't see nothin', boss." His man, Kaji, whimpered next to him as Overhaul removed his other glove.
"Because there's nothing to see." Kai growled, his sharp eyes darting from stone to grass and back again. "Bunch of goddamn cowards! Picking off our boys, hiding, thinking we won't find 'em..."
Kai placed a hand on the ground and spikes erupted from the spot in front of him, ripping into a shadow at the edge of the grounds.
It struck nothing, the spikes made up of the stone path underfoot striking nothing but air.
"There's nothing out here, Kaji." Overhaul huffed, his gimlet glare darting between shadows. "You sure that jackass didn't cut the camera so I wouldn't catch him taking a smoke break?"
Kai despised smokers, wasteful idiots stinking up the air, leaving a mess behind them.
"...Kaji?" Kai asked when he received no answer. The leader of the Shie Hassaikai turned to his employee and found himself facing a truly strange sight.
A statue of Kaji. A perfectly made statue of Kaji, right in the position the man had been standing when Overhaul had turned to strike at the shadows.
"What?" The yakuza barked, taking several steps back and turning his head wildly. There was still nobody to be found. Just him... And the statue of Kaji. "What is- Who did this?! Where are you, coward!? Come out and face me like a man!"
Kai heard nothing. Nobody answered. Sweat beaded down the back of his neck as he turned left and right, looking for whatever, whoever had turned Kaji to stone.
"You think you're hot shit?!" He shouted, his arms kept at the ready, his nerves on a hair trigger. "Can't be that tough if you're too scared to face me!"
Nobody answered.
Kai felt his something cold crawling down his spine. The shadows, they looked deeper. The still silence in the air was more and more oppressive.
Finally, finally he couldn't take it. Kai turned to run back into the compound. He was just a few steps away from the door whe-
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Eri was a young girl. Perhaps five years old. Maybe six?
She wasn't sure.
She'd been here for a long time. She'd been scared for a long time.
The bad man... He hurt her. Constantly. Tore her apart to take her blood, to take her curse.
She'd tried to run away.
She hadn't gotten far.
The scary man, with the bird face. He'd caught her. He'd... He...
Eri pulled her knees to her chest, refusing to finish the thought.
All she wore was a surgical gown, stained crimson with her own blood where she'd been unmade and then put back together. Over and over and over again.
She didn't look up when she felt someone stomping down the hall to her cell. She didn't look up when the door was slowly, carefully opened. She clenched her eyes shut when she felt a shadow looming over her.
She didn't want to scream this time. The 'Overhaul' was always slower when she screamed.
"Nho..." A quiet voice rasped over her head, something... She didn't understand the way it sounded. "Nho, nho, nho..."
But if she had to describe it?
It sounded like the voice over her head was hurt.
"...Child?" The voice hissed, further away this time. "Eri? Eri, you won't- He can't-"
She heard something heavy hit the ground and clutched her knees against herself even tighter.
She tensed in fear when she felt a pair of great claws wrap around her, squeezing her eyes even harder and doing her best not to scream. She still whimpered, though.
Instead of tearing pain, of fire forcing its way through her very bones... She was pulled against something. It was smooth and warm, almost uncomfortably so.
But... It didn't hurt?
"Eri?" The voice cracked, a sob escaped from it, guttural and deep. "He won't hurt you again. He won't."
The broken girl finally cracked open her eyes and looked in wonder at the thing hugging her.
A giant lizard, it looked like it was made out of the sky at night.
"...You're crying." She whispered, staring in confusion as tears leaked from the eyes set deeply in the great, angular head of the lizard holding her.
"I'm ssorry!" It said, its eyes still shut. "I'm sso ssorry... I sshould have been here ssooner. Fasster."
Eri squeezed her eyes shut again as she felt her own tears start to break free. She didn't understand why the thing holding her was crying. She didn't understand why it was holding her without hurting her.
Hesitantly, carefully she tried to wrap her arms around the creature. She barely managed to get halfway around its sides.
She didn't understand but this...?
This felt... Nice.
Lycanthromancer
The Arcane Fuzz
- Location
- USA
Woo! And three's the charm!
Do I hear four? Sure, there's only like 5 minutes left in the day in this time zone, but...
Do I hear four? Sure, there's only like 5 minutes left in the day in this time zone, but...
Typical pups, always begging for more. shame you can't be as amazing as a dragon, or a cat~
I'm quite thrilled to have these chapters, as they come. they are worth the wait, main or omake/apocrypha.
I am glad that Eri has been saved quickly upon 'Alec's arrival. The emotions hit hard. excellent use of Eri's PoV, and they 'felt' true to her damaged state. certainly brought tears to my eyes.
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Oof, you hit right in the feels. The ending was... Oof.