Once Again (IzuOcha)

Arc 2 : Chapter 4 : An Unlikely Visit

I looked up to see a man wearing a dark green jacket, with a mime's mask, and a black top hat. He removed his black top hat from his head, and held it using two fingers on his right hand. The remaining three had marbles in between. The same goes for his left hand.

"Who are you?" Kirishima asked.

"Haven't I properly introduced myself already?" He relaxed his shoulders and swung his legs at the balcony he was sitting on. Swaying his legs in the cold air. "The name's Mr. Compress." He placed his top hat back onto his head, where its normally supposed to be.

"Wait, you're that guy who shrunk Bakugo into a small marbel!" Kirishima pointed out.

"Well, that was a long time ago, haven't I made a mark on you heroes already?" He scoffed.

He cleared his throat. "Ahem, now where did I leave off-"

Before I let him finish his sentence, I jumped in the air and used my engine-infused legs to make my movements faster and kick him in the face faster. I was about to reach the head before he dropped one marble on my face. The marble then enlarged to a huge science table, complete with flasks and everything.

Crap! I thought.

Then I fell to the weight of the table, whilst gravity pulling me towards the ground. My back got hit first, then the back of my legs, and the back of my head. I yelped in pain, and I blacked out.

KIRISHIMA POV

"Iida!" I called out to my engine friend. "You alright?!" He didn't answer.

My eyes glowed red as I changed to my Unbeakable state. I leaped into the air, but was caught by marbles falling from the ceiling. The marbles then began to enlarge into huge science laboratory equipment, and acted as objects I had to dodge, in the air. I landed on the floor and used my hands to cover me and Iida from the objects falling quickly down the floor.

"Weren't you arrested after the war?" I questioned him, whilst continuing breaking away the equipment in front of me.

"I was arrested, yes. I was sent to Tartarus to rot but gladly All for One was able to break me out of prison and save me." He stated.

"He broke us all out of Tartarus, and we were able to make a break for it." He finished.

He threw another marble and I punched through the closet with flasks still inside. The glass rolled down my skin as if I were some concrete slope. He released a handful of marbles in my way, and I smashed every object with my bare hand.

"No matter how hard you try, you can't defeat me." Mr. Compress boasted.

"And why do you say that?" I asked. "Because you'll need to wait for your friend over there to wake up in order to defeat me, or even wait for my marbles to run out!"

"Then I'll wait for your marbles to run out from your pockets." I grunted as I smashed another table with my bare hard hands.

"Well, you know, marbles are tiny and can fit in my pockets right?" Mr. Compress said. "And in my coat and my pants, I have multiple, if not, so many marbles that I can't even count them all." He dropped another marble, and it turned into a falling wheelchair.

"How many pockets full do you have with marbles?" I was surprised.

"Let's say, all of the equipment here in this hospital." His mask smiled for him as it creeped me out.

It was hopeless! Even if I were able to protect Iida for that long, I would run out of time in this state and won't be able to protect myself from the falling objects. This was a battle of endurance, a battle I can never win in my Unbreakable state.

But that doesn't mean you should give up! I heard a voice in my head say. When I closed my eyes, I was brought back to a memory I cherished back then. I was sitting at the floor, on top of our rug, in front of the TV showing a red haired character into view. It was my favorite and childhood hero. The Chivalrous Hero: Crimson Riot. He looked awesome as always, and because both of us had the same type of quirk, even made me more look up to him and believe I can be a hero like him too.

That's why I named myself Red Riot, I wanted to be like him. A hero that can save the world too! But that view of mine changed when the League of Villains began attacking UA. Constantly, like they were always in our tail. But there was one person that also changed my view of becoming a Pro Hero.

Izuku Midoriya, although his quirk isn't his, and was actually a quirkless boy, he had the values of a true hero. I was jealous that All Might gave him his powers at first, but when I realized all of the heroic things he has been doing to Class A, and to other people, I knew that he was, after all, the perfect match for the quirk. He changed my view of becoming a pro-hero.

Although, Crimson Riot will still and always be my favorite hero who inspired me to become a pro hero in the first place, Midoriya will be the only hero who inspired me to help people and become more of like him. He embodies the true meaning of becoming a pro hero.

I opened back my eyes again as I saw a table flying towards me. I tightened my fist and punched through it.

"If Midoriya can throw a punch that causes a whole robot to break and fall, then I can certainly punch through your mask and skull." I raised my head towards the direction of the masked puppet.

"What did you say?" He smirked and threw a handful of marbles towards my direction.

Before I was able to make a move, I felt the wind from my back go up and then I saw a navy blue blur go from my back towards the right then to the center. The navy blue blur continued blurring as it created a full circle and blocked all the objects coming from my direction. I looked at my back and saw that Iida was no longer trapped beneath the rubble.

I looked back at the navy blue blur in front of me. Soon I could make out a face sweating with blood. Dripping down from his face, I saw eyeglasses were shattered in some parts but still intact. He looked angry, and he looked up the villain I was once fighting. The villain seemed surprised by the fact that he was able to get himself unstuck.

"My girlfriend made these glasses for me, especially since it helps me communicate with her anytime and anywhere I want whenever I wear my glasses." The raspy voice came out from his mouth. Then the blur began to sharpen, suddenly making a face whilst the rest of his body continued blurring.

"You're gonna pay for that." Iida stated.

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