BNHA: Dual Fates.

Chapter 37: Planned out.

A/N: Everyone! Long chapter ahead! This is part 1 of her fight so I'll have to make the 2nd part in another chapter. xD

I hope you like this one! This one was about 14 pages worth in my writing program and 4.4k words. XDD

Sorry! XD I was excited and inspired to write this chapter haha!

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Heavy footfalls made light thuds on the sidewalk, while a cloak swayed behind and over a scaly Crocodile tail. It seems that Wani found another cloak since this one was dark brown, with bits of black around its edges and flailed over his tail.

His shoulders swung from the fast pace that he walked and ignored the many stares in his direction. I thought I found their base at first. Shit, they're good at hiding it! A deep grumble, from his throat, only proved his annoyance that much more, and frowned despite his natural grin.

The one building I checked out in the alleyway was deserted. Where the hell are they?! Rage lit up his yellow eyes as they pierced through the shade of his cloak and spoke in his mind. Something, deep inside of his fuming heart, brought up remnants of his past that he didn't care to remember.

With Haru missing and his frantic mind doing everything it could to think of places they could be hiding her, he couldn't think of anything else but.

~~~Flashback~~~

"Gigan! Where are you?!" Wani's angry voice hollered out as he jogged around a corner of a street. He looked a bit younger, shorter even but still reached past six feet and two inches. His long-sleeved, brown shirt that covered all of his muscles and both of his arms, hung over the lips of his baggy pants.

Thick soles in his shoes caused faint thuds during his trek, to echo. The scales on his skin, the faint shine it had, and his crocodile tail all stood out to everyone who watched him run by.

When he rounded the corner, his friend ran into his chest and a knife cut across his neck which made faint trickles of blood seep out. It was in that moment, before the knife cut when he unintentionally activated his quirk.

The same slice appeared on Gigan's neck, and, unlike Wani who has a thick hide, his friend's brown eyes widened. "GIGAN!" His rough, strong voice boomed in fear at the sight of his friend's blood loss. Crimson spewed from the cut over his artery, as he grasped the Crock's green shoulder and allowed tears to fall.

"W- Wa...ni. I-... Sorry... he-lp," There Gigan fell, with bits of blood staining the Crock's shirt after his plea for help and his apology. Those brown hues rolled up and a pool of red surrounded his neck, the tall reptile was too dumbfounded by the event that it didn't even register quickly enough.

It all happened too fast, rounding the corner and getting sliced. He thought someone tried to stab him, so he ended up using his quirk until he realized it was his friend...

"GIGAAAAAN!" Pure devastation filled his slits at the sight of the new corpse and on his knees, he fell by his side with quivering hands. "What...? WHY DID YOU DO THIS?! WHO MADE YOU?! GIGAAAN!" He wanted answers, anything, a reason for his actions because he knew that Gigan wouldn't suddenly do that without a cause.