Chapter 29 | Dead End

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    The footsteps stopped as I fell to the ground. I could hear loud breathing but I didn't want to turn around.

"Hello?" I asked, I was frozen in place I couldn't move.

"New teacher?" A female voice said, mockingly.

"She's probably some trashy prostitute, she doesn't even look like a Pro Hero." Another female voice said and went on. "Elektra? What type of fucking name is that?"

Then the piercing laugh rung out through the hallway echoing into my ears. My stomach boiled with anger, do they not know how annoying they are? Why would they follow me?

"The hell is it to you guys?" I asked still not moving, my back was to them and I felt weakened and unable to get up.

"Nothing, except that your working with Eraserhead." One of them said.

"So? Why would that matter?" I asked struggling to get up.

"We saw you. Giving that look, like you had a crush on him or something. In the teachers lounge." Another one exclaimed.

"Trust me I would nev-" I didn't get to finish my sentence before one of them stomped over to me and striked me in my back with her heel. She was wearing some type of high heels and the end was pointy, I winced and was thrown forward onto my hands.

"Shut up, who even are you anyway? You probably slept your way into the school." The girl behind me said and laughed. "Your a nobody, I bet more than half of the people in this school don't even know your name."

They both laughed and it boomed through the hallway.

"Pfft, a Pro Hero, what's your quirk? Shock someone with your hands?" They laughed again. "Basic ass quirk."

I was panting for breath as they continued to laugh and laugh. All they did was laugh and I was getting tired of it.

"Do you guys ever shut up?" I mustered, out of breath.

I heard clacking and the other female had ran up to me this time, kicking me so hard in the back of my head I fell forward again. She wasn't wearing pointy shoes like the other one was, she wore some type of high heeled boots. Which in a way made the kick hurt a lot more.

I screamed and it rang through the hallway. My head was aching it felt like I was having some type of dying migraine.

"So sad." One of them said and laughed, their voices sounded so grating it made me want to vomit.

I groaned and spit out what tasted like copper and I panted against the floor, I didn't want to get back up, now. They will probably just kick me back down again.

"Yeah? What are your guy's quirks then?" I asked with the breath I had left. Just keep them talking.

They laughed, "Fire, anything I set my mind to turns into flames." One said.

"Lighting, one touch and I can send electric shocks throughout your body stronger than a thunder strike." She laughed and it blared from the walls.

I was honestly terrified in a way, they had absolutely powerful quirks. They were a little basic but that doesn't mean they couldn't easily kill someone in seconds. Mine was powerful but I couldn't speak. They were so proud of their quirks they weren't afraid in anyway to brag, I would be either. I tried to steady my breathing but my head was aching and I couldn't focus on anything. The pain was immense and it shot through my whole body.

"What? No reply? You got a dumb quirk or something?" One asked in a type of teenager whining voice.

"Has to." The other answered back and they started to laugh like hyenas.

I felt like crying but I was aching so bad I couldn't muster anything. I wasn't going to waste my quirk on two female teachers that knew nothing about me. They weren't worth it, but if they hit me one more time I felt like I might go into shock. I haven't been this beat up in years.

"Damn, bitch, you speechless or something?" The female said and lifted my head up by my hair.

My teeth hissed as I whined at the quick yank of it.

"Come around and take a picture of her, this is hilarious." She said.

"Ooh, that's a good idea." The other skipped around to the front of me and smiled big, "Say, cheese!"

I panted as I could feel blood fall down from my hairline and mouth. The girl taking the picture pointed to me and looked at the female latched onto my hair. The female nodded,

"She said say cheese, that means smile." She swung her free fist and hit me under my jaw.

My ears rung so loud I could hear absolutely nothing but a loud squeaking ring, like a scream almost. My eyes started to go black but part of my hearing came back.

I could hear something crash to the floor and then I was falling face first. She had let go of my hair and I was flying forward, it felt as though I was falling in slow motion. I wanted to stop myself but everywhere was numb and I couldn't move so I just let myself fall. I braced myself. I was laying with my cheek on some type of cloth, I hadn't hit the ground? I could hear a pounding heart beat, very fast. Was that mine? Arms were wrapped around me, then the last sounds I heard were the whining of girls and the clack of shoes getting farther away. I passed out on whatever I had landed on, which thankfully wasn't the floor.

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