Mystery from Another World--MHA

Part 127: Monoma makes a friend

Medea and Lethe were sent to the center of the city with a little help from the last kind of person they expected: Kurogiri.

The Originals told all of them very simple instructions. Kurogiri was to divide the hero forces to ruin their united front they were trying to maintain, and Lethe and Medea were to keep Likstar from interfering.

"From all you told us about her," The Head said, "her power of doorways relies on memory. Not really sure why that is if it's no quirk, but it's like it's been handed to us on a silver platter. Stop her from using it."

"She is resistant," Lethe argued.

"Resistant does not equal immune," the Head said, "If you drug her or something beforehand, she will not be able to stop you. Surely, the two of you can manage that. Or perhaps you'd like to be next."

Kicking Medea as he said this.

Medea fell on her hands, but her eyes were blazing with anger.

Lethe swallowed.

"So take this." One of the lackeys handed him a dart gun. "And take care of it. We'll be watching."

The twins were dropped by Kurogiri very near their target.

Medea looked back up towards the ninja, and she spat in disgust. "This is wrong."

"We have to go through with it, or they'll kill you--and me too," Lethe said.

Medea turned to him with the angriest look in her eye he'd seen in a very long time. "What did they make you do to those nomu...? Why have they been attacking only the LOV once they see them? I saw it. I saw everything."

Lethe was silent. Then, "It doesn't matter what I did."

"I'd like to know." Medea crossed her arms stubbornly.

Lethe didn't have time for this. "Fine...they told me to access their memories of Shigaraki so they'd think he was their target... It was hard, but they walked me through it. I'd swear they knew exactly how to do it.... And anyone with Shigaraki too. I'm not sure how that was connected to the heroes also. They did something else-- I don't know how they did it. They wouldn't let me watch."

Medea stared at him. Then she gestured widely to the city, which was on fire and had alarms going off all over the place.

"And this?"

"They...just attack whatever's in sight that stops them from their goal..." Lethe said slowly.

"Lethe...Yuma, I think...thousands of people have probably died," Medea said in a much smaller voice, "because of us... I never wanted to be this kind of villain... Small time, that's what you always said... Look what they made us do. This is never going to stop. I'm fed up with it. Since they found us, it's been one awful thing after another they want from us. What's next? Killing someone ourselves? Kids are out there-- and families... Sure, the LOV are a bunch of creeps, but they never did anything to us to deserve us stabbing them in the back. Don't you even feel bad?"

Lethe's cool demeanor almost cracked. "If I felt bad for it, where would it end? It's not like I wanted this. I'm being forced. It's not my choice."

"So you don't choose to do it-- they're hypnotizing you?" Medea said savagely, "Is that it? You might just as well be one of those brain dead zombies if you're going to do whatever they say."

"I'm doing this for you!" Lethe cried, "I have to make sure you're okay. That's my job!"

"Your job? Who died and made you my babysitter?" Medea snapped.

Lethe flinched. "How can you say that? You know exactly who died... Why are you so callous about it?"

Medea frowned. "Don't talk about that. It gives me a headache..." She winced. "Anyway...you know, just because Mom and Dad are gone doesn't make me helpless... If you'd listened to me ages ago, maybe we'd be out of this mess. Now look what happened."