FUTURE QUEEN % tomura shigaraki

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CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE : BLACK WIDOW

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y/n was still in there. somewhere, i guess. but she wasn't in control right now.

'you' were bounding through the halls of overhaul's base, a completely different person. sure, you looked like y/n, but you had a spring in your step and a new strength that allows you to burst through the pure walls that had been placed especially to prevent movement of third parties.

toga and twice. toga and twice. those two.

if you could get to them, you could help them! but you could also cause problems for them. but that didn't matter now! as long as you could do something! that'd be fun!

shigaraki could get mad. fuck him, honestly, it's about you now! who cared about that crusty asshole? he didn't believe in or care about you, why should you do the same?

didn't we love him? yeah, kinda. but whatever, he's a villain and he said we were nothing.

it's not about him anymore. you should go find your friends!! if you could kill someone, that'd be good too.

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remember your heal craze? the thing that made you sink into toga-like behaviour? giddy, insistent, fixed on nothing but getting whatever wounds healed?

now take that and just replace giddy, flirtatious, fixed on nothing but getting whatever wounds healed with trigger happy, promiscuous, and fixed on nothing but what you want and need.

definitely scary for people if you didn't like them.

the serum, experimental by afo's doctor friend, was a test to determine if the treatment of putting multiple quirks in one person's body would work. he knew that overhaul wouldn't resist another possible development to sell on the black market.

he didn't intend to harm one of the league's own and fully expected one of overhaul's minions to receive it. whether it would tear their body apart or harvest the quirk properly was just another observation to put in the lab book!

the quirk involved was called black widow. the doctor didn't know the full capabilities of it, but he knew it would prove a good challenge for the hassaikai to handle and the heroes too!

what a good show. hopefully the news channels catch all of it for him to see!

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that mario guy. she was running away from him.

you had initially seen him as a foe. nobody could mistake the tacky colors and suits of a hero. but then you saw little eri who looked shaken beyond repair. eri didn't even notice you at first, she was so determined to run back to wherever she was coming from.

mario — or was it merio? mirio? — had stood up to fight you, registering you as a villain. but he wasn't your focus.

"wait, eri, come back!" mirio coughed. you glared at him and something snapped him back. you didn't think much of it at the time.

you jogged up to where her little feet pattered away at the cold floor, cutting her off and crouching before her.

"you... look different... kinda scary." eri said, warily approaching you. she was breathing heavy but the look of panic on her face calmed down.

you tilted your head, your rationality returning even if it was just a little bit. "i don't know what's happening to me." you said, thinking lucidly. "can you... what do i look like?"

"well, you, uh... you covered in black stuff. and your eyes are gone. but you're still y/n... right?"

you didn't quite understand her deductions but nodded. "of course. did that boy try to hurt you?"

"he was trying to save me." eri looked down at her feet. "but they keep getting hurt and it's because of me."

"no, eri, it's because of kai." she flinched at the name. "nothing bad happens because of you. it's not your fault. you are an angel. and you deserved to be saved from this hell... so..." the heroes would giver her a better life, a better opportunity than you could provide her if you took her back to the league. you had no idea if they'd actually accept her, anyway. better to leave it to the heroes. "you let them save you, okay? do it for me if you're unsure."

she started to sniffle, her words blending together as she held in her sobs. "but they're getting hurt and they wanna save me but he's not letting them and going crazy but—"

"i know, i know. shh." you stroked her head. your period of clarity was fading, fast. "i have to go before i cause more problems here, but no matter what he says, it is not your fault and it never will be. so do yourself a favor, okay?"

you pressed a soft kiss to her trembling forehead, getting up to leave her. you didn't want to. but you couldn't risk the havoc you would wreak if you went back into that state again, you couldn't risk getting in the way of the heroes' rescue operation.

so you ran. toward the familiar, taunting voices of toga and twice.