Parallax (Suicidal Vigilante Deku)

Traces

That day I waited for the night not going out at all. I had to start looking at the very beginning and that meant back at my own apartment. The only big thing in my way from coming and going were the heroes who adopted me. They would check up on me from time to time in the night as if to check if I was still there and alright. I wasn't a small child anymore but they were still doing this.

Still I would find a way out and this was important to me. So I had to no matter what get out of the house.

I hate to do this after everything but this has to be done.

I am sorry for you two.

There was nothing I wouldn't do to stop this from going on. Mr. Foster was someone I treasured. It wasn't only him but all the people in the street. They were like my own family. I couldn't let anything happen to these people. For how long I can remember they were always supportive.

The pure fact that someone could just kill one of them in front of my nose and mocking me too, was something I couldn't ignore at all.

So thanks ro Tsukauchi I quickly grabbed my costume after I was sure that both if them were sleeping and changed into it as well as got out of the house very secretly.

Back to the roots I go.

There has to be something that will tell me about this murderer.

There has to be some tracks something he left behind.

He can't be planning everything out perfectly.

Everyone makes mistakes after all...

Wait!

I should get to the pharmacy first and see if the police missed something.

I had quite the plans for tonight that one might say that time was rather a huge problem but who cares at all! This has to be done and that person had to be stoped no matter what. 

I hurried as fast as I could to get to my destiny. It was there that I stopped right in front of the house. There were still police tapes all around the place and I could tell that Tsukauchi left evyerthing as it is for me. I might not be completly impartial but I was for sure skilled in picking up small signs.

Okay breath!

There is nothing to fear at all.

It already happened!

There is nothing you, can do Izu!

Yeah!

there is nothing I could have done to prevent this.'...

That isn't completly true but I for sure couldn't prevent that person from killing another victim.

If it wasn't Mr. Foster than he would have killed someone else!

I started to calm myself down as well as prepare for the sight inside there. Needless to say that I was a bit scared of what I was about to find. Nothing was guaranteed but I was scared not to find anything and this person to escape my grasp.

The feeling of responsibility was strong and I just had to find something in order to get the person and make them pay for it. 

After I gathered my thoughts together, I went ahead and opened the tape just to get in. Of course I made sure no one was following me or watching me. This time I didn't felt anyone watching me at all. It felt calm and this nigth had this eerie vibe with a pressuring air to it. It was the calm before a storm.

Me: Okay, let's see....

When I entered the first thing I saw was everything thrown to the ground. It almost looked as if there wasn't a fight but that this was done intentionally. Not only that but it seemed as if the person wanted to trash this place to intimidate their opponent. 

The skinner definitelly came through the front door.

If I see this correct he came in and then throw this one down.

The shelves as well as the products were all over the place but the important pat was that the ones close to the door were beneath everything else. That meant that they went down first and that couldn't have happened in a fight at all. They were thrown down right at the beginning of the fight.

Next he went to the front and then nothing?

This place isn't trashed...

So this is where Mr. Foster reacted probably. 

Let's see. No blood nothing...

But!

Here...

This place is filled with blood.

He didn't skinn him alive to the beginning.

These blood traces on the wall are from the fight.

If I were Mr. Foster and would stand here then these couldn't be mine...

I looked at the crime scene like I would look at all the crime scenes. However the feeling that I had full of sadness and anger were still there. It made it hard to focus but I had to do at least that if I wanted to avenge him. I wasn't one who would immediately go for revenge but I was one who valued life since I knew damn well how precious the tiny moments in life were.

If that are the Skinners wounds, then that means there must be a trace...

Where did you go after you ended your crime?

Where did you leave?

You couldn't have gone through the front door since you place everything on display...

If I were you... What would I do?

Another look around and I saw something small and out of space. I've been here soo often that I could tell that this one door never had a this white pharmacist robe hang on it. Yes there was space for it but he never hung it up at all. So why was it there?

I walked over to it and removed the robe only to see a bit of blood there.

So Mr. Foster managed to injure you!

WAIT!

This room has no back entrance. 

He couldn't have left through there!

But it goes upstairs!

Following the small blood traces, I ended up on the rooftop and there I saw it. There was a syringe on the ground and it definitelly had someones DNA on it. With this the police officers would for sure be able to find the person since we all were in the database the moment we get our quirks.

At least something.

Not what I epected but better than nothing.

That night I went over to the police station and left a note telling Tsukauchi that this blood was the Skinners and he should inform me whenever they found something more because the trails I found ended at the rooftop. For me that meant that this person was intelligent enough to cover their trails and that they wanted to be found.

Next step was my mothers place but that had to wait for the next day because I had to get home quirkcly before anyone would find out that I was gone.