USJ Part 2

I quickly stand up, and look around, my eyes locking on the panicking class.

"It's a pleasure to meet you. We are the League of Villains. I know it's impolite, but we

decided to invite ourselves into this haven of justice to say hello," said the villain with purple whips. I remembered his name, Kurogiri. But he seemed too familiar, too close to home...

 I shake off the strange feeling, I look at him, anger taking a hold of me. The wind making the trees dance in the wind.

"What do you want?!" I shout, the rage prominent in my eyes.

I see his body shift to face me, but I can't find his eyes, it's almost...it's almost like he has none...

"Well, we thought, isn't this a fitting place for All Might, the symbol of peace, to take his last breath?" He replied in an eerily calm voice.

I hear the gasps behind me, the class in shock, and I can sense a touch of fear mixed in. Iida, looking confused, looks over at Thirteen, while the villains shout about how Eraser Head can erase your quirk with just one look.

"Class rep!" I hear Thirteen shout.

"Yes?"

"I need you to run to the school, and tell the staff what's happening." Thirteen tells him.

"But it would be disgraceful for me to leave everyone behind." Iida responds, the hesitance lacing his words.

"Go!" I shout at him, urging him to get help, noting the fact that the signal is completely out. He is our only other hope out of this shit show.

He looks back at me, hesitant, but he goes anyway, bursting out of the door as the class holds off Kurogiri and his portals.

I run over to help them, but I was too late. They all get warped around the facility, myself included. I get warped into the middle, along with Shota, landing face first into the dirt.

"Well, a new friend to join the party, huh." The scratchy voice of Shigaraki spoke.

Getting on my feet, I glare at the villain, throwing a ball of ice at him.

"Well, it's going to take more than that to subdue me, pathetic hero. You're all the same." He sneers.

I send a hail storm towards him, causing him to get distracted. This gave Shota enough time to wrap him in the binding cloth, but just when he was about to, a giant creature with the face of a bird, the brain exposed, and it looked like it could kill us all with one hit.

"What do you think of him, Eraser Head? What about you Weather Girl? He's the bio-engineered anti-Symbol of Peace. But you can call him Nomu." Shigaraki sneered, his body facing us.

I look up, finally taking in the gravity of the situation. I could die today. Shota could die today. Any of us could. I'm not ready to go. I'm supposed to get married in a few months! So, I do the first thing that comes to mind. I create a large icicle, and throw it at the Nomu, aiming for the exposed brain. He dodges, and it instead pierces through his eye.

Blood spurts everywhere, and the Nomu screeches in pain. After a few seconds though, it's eye regenerates completely.

"H-how?! That's not possible!" I shouted, confused and scared.

"Well, he, along with being super strong, also has super-regeneration." Shigaraki spoke.

I barely even blinked before I was thrown across the plaza. I was aware enough to be able to make a cloud to cushion my fall, but I still landed on my arm. I could hear Shota screaming in pain, his bones cracking and snapping sounded like snapping a twig in half.

"He's breaking my bones like they're twigs! I'm positive I erased his quirk!" He shouted in pain.

Rolling off of the cloud, I hear a loud boom. The blackness takes over.

⊹₊⋆☁︎⋆⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆☁︎⋆₊ ⊹ 

Everything is dark, quiet. But I notice a figure in the distance. A familiar one.

"Obo...?" I mutter, confused.

The figure walks toward me, the clouds at their feet dissipating with each step taken. The figure moves closer to me, and I can slowly make out features.

"Oboro?" I asked the figure, unsure if what I was seeing was really true, or just my subconscious playing games with me.

The figure smiles at me, nodding. He touches my shoulder with a familiarity I haven't felt since I was 17. Suddenly, the once dark space turns a powder blue, a color similar to the hair in front of me on the boy's head.

"Oboro!" I shouted in joy, jumping up to hug my older twin brother. "But how? And where am I?" I asked him, questioning if this was even real.

"Well, you're unconscious, and have been for about a week now. This is as real as you want it to be, and we are currently inside your subconscious." He replied, a gentle smile caressing his face.

"But why are you here? You're not here to take me away are you?"

"No, I'm not here to take you away. I'm here simply as a guide."

"A guide? For what?"

"You can decide that. It looks like you're waking up. Here." He spoke, handing me a cloud necklace.

"But it won't be here when I wake up, will it?" I whispered, tears dripping down my face in sadness and in fear of loosing him again.

"Well, we'll just have to see, won't we sister? Also, congratulations."

"Congratulations? For what?" I asked, confused.

"You'll know soon enough." He whispered as he hugged me tightly. "I love you little sister."

"I love you too big brother." I sobbed, feeling him fade away.

⊹₊⋆☁︎⋆⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆☁︎⋆₊ ⊹ 

I woke up with a start, tears running down my face nurses speaking words, but no noise leaving their mouths. Next to me was Shota, his hand holding mine. In my other hand, a necklace. A cloud necklace. Just like the one Oboro gave me...

⊹₊⋆☁︎⋆⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆☁︎⋆₊ ⊹ 

Cloud necklace: http://bit.ly/42tMHNg

Published on 2/6/24 (d/m/y) at 10:42pm est

Word count: 1013