My Hero Academia: The Next Generation Book 3

Chapter 6: Decay

     ~{Nosido Heraki's POV}~

     My vision was blurry, muffled hearing, and a sick feeling to my stomach. Dizzy and dazed, I could barely stand on my own two feet. Though soon feeling someone's hands on my shoulders, I'd let myself fall back a bit, using them for support as I tried to recover, my vision and hearing was slowly coming back, seeing Deku standing maybe eight feet or so ahead of me with a shocked expression on his face. My gaze would soon lower to stare at my hands... my... blood soaked hands, and the two piles of... I don't even know what to call at my feet... I'd soon hear someone saying my name, slowly glancing back ahead. I'd see that it was Deku calling out to me.

     "Nosido! Nosido what have you done!" What did I do? I ask myself the same thing... I could give a simple answer, I just murdered two innocent people... turned them to mush beneath me... But... I was far too tired to speak. Not to mention my body was starting to ache.

     "Well Midoriya... I think our time here is finished... Seems Nosido is all tuckered out from that display, he could use his rest..." Shigaraki would laugh out, a rift soon opening beside us. Farukon the first to step through, I would soon be dragged over. Looking around, id soon see Suraki just getting back up to his feet, a terrified look in his eyes as I tried to reach out. 

     "S-Suraki..." Was all I could muster before the scenery changed around us, the rift closing. I could hear the sound of two others closing as well, every member of the league now present back at base. Shigaraki would let go of me, trying my best to keep my balance. But the sick feeling in my stomach got even worse than before, falling to my knees. I'd gag hard until vomiting all over the floor, a mix of blood, bile, and whatever I had to eat today. Covering my mouth for about half a second before I gagged and vomited more, Farukon quickly kneeling down beside me and putting a hand on my back to try and help me relax relax as tears ran down my face.

     "Hm... Pushed you a bit hard today... I apologize for that Nosido." My watery gaze soon razed, looking up at Shigaraki as he kneeled in front of me, his red eyes staring at me with a somewhat flat expression on his face.

     "I-its.. Oka-" My sentence was cut short by another heave of vomit, my whole body felt like it was burning from the inside, screaming a bit in pain as well. Id soon fall to my side against Farukon, trembling from pain as Shigaraki nodded lightly.

     "We'll work on your body and being able to handle the quirks... For now, you need rest. Farukon, take him to his room to rest, Monata. Clean this up."

    "Seriously? I had to clean it last time!" She let out a loud groan before storming off to get some cleaning equipment. Farukon on the other hand had helped me stand up, getting one of my arms over his shoulder while one of his was around mine as he walked me along to my room. I have to admit, I miss the manor they used as a base... Now we use some old world war two bunker. though over time we had refurnished it and made it a much more livable place.

     We'd soon get to my room, or rather. Farukon and I's room. Pushing the door open, he'd help me over before carefully laying me down in bed. At this point, I let out a loud pained groan. My body just feeling worse and worse, not to mention the blood still on my hands. Though I was soon sat up again by Farukon as he helped get my coat off. despite my own protestant struggling because every bit of movement was only amplifying the pain, Though it was eventually off. He then went and got a few rags and bandages, wiping the blood away to show many spots of broken skin from damage from the quirk. He'd then slowly and carefully wrap my hands up with the bandages, letting out a slow sigh.

     "There... Should be all done now...." Farukon would lift his head to look at me, tears were still streaming down my face as I just let out a pained scream and fell into him. Sobbing uncontrollably, he was quick to catch me. Holding his arms a bit tight around me to try and help me relax, he'd carefully reposition us and lay down in my bed. Wrapping one of his wings around me while I just kept uncontrollably sobbing and yelling into his chest. Going on and on for what felt like hours until I had finally calmed down. Taking heavy breaths as he lightly rubbed my back. "Its okay... just relax... it'll be over soon, deep breaths..."