QUIRKY! Vol. 2 (MHAxReader)

S4 Part 40 - Put A Lid On It

All Might approached the van and, as politely as he could while eager, nudged the fan of vermillion feathers out of the way, "What's going on?"

"I don't know," Hawks said, "She's in a lot of pain, but it comes and goes."

You allowed them to at least lay you down while the medics ran some frantic tests. The one feeling your sweaty forehead shook her head, "We should take her in now."

"No," you whined, "I'm so sick of hospitals. I can heal..."

"You are," the medic said, "Every time the surge happens, you're rapidly trying to heal yourself. If it weren't for that..."

"What?" You panicked, "If it weren't for that, what!"

She looked up helplessly at All Might and Hawks, "Uh, h-her body just can't handle whatever the quirk is doing... I don't know what else there is to do, or if it'll stop."

You shoved everyone's hands away, "Please, stop touching me..!" The last thing you needed was anyone's energy. Every fingertip felt like a needle digging into your skin, wanting to make room even though your supply was over capacity.

"Aizawa!" All Might called out. Your teacher hurried over and saw your convulsing state. The pain was back with a vengeance, each time it was worse than the last. There was a burning pressure in your muscles that threatened to tear everything apart. Aizawa quickly caught on and stopped your quirk.

You sighed in relief and flattened like a pancake. The aftershock made your body shake uncontrollably, but the agony was on pause. Hawks took one of your hands and held it tightly. "Well, that definitely confirms it's her quirk," he said.

"(Y/N), did you... uh, how do I ask this?" All Might's sunken eyes closed in embarrassment.

"Did you kill anyone?" Aizawa was going to be the blunt one, "More specifically, your father."

"No..." your throat was a little hoarse now from holding back screams, "I used a bullet on him to cancel out his quirk. I mean, he was dying, but he was still alive when he... disappeared."

Hawks deadpanned at your lame coverup attempt. You sent him an aggressive mental message: So sorry that I'm not as skilled at lying!

"How then?" All Might tapped his chin, "Did you take his energy in a fight?"

"Maybe accidentally?" You winced, still feeling phantom throbs all throughout your body, "I touched him just before his quirk turned off."

"... You said he was already dying?" All Might asked.

"He was sick. I'm surprised his rampage lasted this long," you glanced at Aizawa, feeling bad for making him keep his eyes open for you, "I had another bullet for myself, in case this happened, but it's lost..."

The three men looked puzzled. Hawks didn't respond, but his eyes softened until his expression almost turned sad.

"You were going to give up your quirk?" All Might's voice was so tender it made you feel guilty for having the idea at all.

"I just thought it would be for the best," you muttered, "Now, I'm going to die if I don't get rid of it..."

"We can get her a temp. nullifier. A legal one," Hawks suggested, "At least, until we figure out how to let this run its course without killing her. No offense, Aizawa, your quirk is cool and all, but we can't have you staring at her for days or weeks straight."

"It's not a bad plan," Aizawa said, "Lead the way, I'll come with you. Sorry, (Y/N), but save the reunions for later."

"We're just going to leave? But-" you stopped when Hawks' usual charming face loomed over yours with a dominant aura.