Saiki Kusuo : My Hero Academia

Chapter 2 : Unfamiliar Beginnings [2]

He heard a voice.

Amongst the quiet darkness that had coveted him, he heard the loud wailing of someone's voice.

No- he heard not just one voice, but multiple different voices, all slightly differentiating in pitch and tone.

'Voices, or thoughts..?'

'But there shouldn't be anyone left other than me, so how. . .'

They all seemed to be shouting out to him.

He racked his brain for an explanation of what might have happened. Was he mistaken? Had there been someone else around him when he fell?

But it was impossible. . . The conditions in the area were too harsh and too cold, and it would have taken days of endless walking in such a place to reach where he was- it was a place where only a psychic like him would be able to go to.

He could barely move his body and he could see nothing but darkness. Even with his supernatural powers, he had absolutely no clue of where he was.

'Some kind of psychic I am,'

'And dammit, why are those voices being so loud?? -what are they even doing to be shouting so loudly-'

He paused from his mental complaints.

'. . .Voices. .?'

In that short while, he had forgotten all about them; nevertheless, they were still shouting, now seemingly much louder than before.

He also realized that he had gained a bit of energy back into his body, and was able to move most of his limbs despite the fact that he was seemingly in some kind of tight, rubbery chamber.

He then started to push through the darkness with what little strength he had as he started to see a slight shimmer of a light coming from the direction of the shouts.

'Why is it so wet in this place. . ?'

Finally, he pushed his head through the hole that the light had come from, and, to his surprise, saw everything as a blurry mess.

Shocked, he immediately tried to use his psychic abilities and threw a mental shout of glee when he found himself floating in the air.

Blinking his eyes, he was even more shocked when he suddenly felt a pair of large hands wrap around his waist that had seemingly come from nowhere.

'Wait what the fuck-'

The hands had pulled him down. That loud ass fucker (assuming that they were the voice who was shouting all at him that time) just pulled him, Saiki Kusuo, who was using his telekinesis at full force to keep himself in the air, back down as if his supernatural abilities were nothing.

This place was definitely not on Earth.

Squirming in the stranger's firm grasp, he clenched his hands into a fist, face contorting into a frown as he noticed that there was something in his hands.

'Hold on. . .are these. . . are these my limiters?!'

'So even without my limiters on, that madman managed to go against my abilities??'

This was not a good situation to be in. Not at all.

Staring intently through blurry eyes at his hands, he then realized something else.

'Oh foR FUCK'S SAKE WHY AREMYHANDSSOTINY-'