. . .
"As I mentioned yesterday, our first objective will be earning 'provincial hero licenses' for you all"
Someone says: "Yes, sir!!"
Aizawa sighs, as if already exhausted.
"A hero license, allows you to directly intervene when someone's life is at the line. This qualification also carries an immense weight. This goes by saying, but the examination required to earn license is extremely strict. It is a provincial license, but even having said that, the pass rate of this exam, year to year, is less than five percent . . ."
Suddenly, everyone feels an extreme burden lay on their shoulders.
"That is why, from today onwards, we'll be having each of you come up with at least two of . . ."
Midnight, Cementoss, and Ectoplasm walk into the class, all dramatic ( and shit )
The students suddenly got ecstatic, nearly screaming at the top of their lungs, leaping from their chairs.
"Special moves!! Finally!! Some hero-like stuff!!"
The students calm down a bit, and they're told to change into their hero uniforms and meet in gym gamma.
. . .
Ikeda's just moving around with an ectoplasm clone following her around while trying to think of what a fallen angel would be able to do.
She gets to work and starts experimenting.
Ikeda nearly slips, but catches herself spider man style, sweeping her leg to the side with a hand in front of her as support. Light sparks from the foot. Not enough for anything major to happen, but it's something.
Ikeda mimics what she just did, but exaggerates it more.
A whirlpool of light forms in front of her and it destroys the ectoplasm clone immediately.
"Uh . . . Ectoplasm? How strong are your clones?"
Ectoplasm creates another clone for Ikeda
"They should be just above average strength"
Ikeda smiles to herself and tries it again, but this time, in the darkness.
It works perfectly, but in the process, the teachers and students nearby had their shadows ripped away from them. Making them oddly lighter.
The whirlpool of darkness releases sounds of despair, it sounded like the devil himself being tortured. The groans of the shadows mumbled their biggest regrets and their insecurities. The whirlpool doesn't cease, it keeps going without changing at all.
"Holy cow! What is that?!" Kaminari asks, extremely impressed and concerned
Kaminari walks up to it.
"I have no idea, a whirlpool, tornado, hurricane thing of darkness, I guess?" Ikeda says, staring at it
Kaminari pokes it
"It's really cold . . . what's it saying?" He says
Suddenly, he got her attention
"It's speaking?" Ikeda asks
Ikeda gets closer to it to listen in
'Don't touch me . . .'
'I'm not good enough'
'Why does he not like me . . . ?'
'When will I be free of this nightmare . . . ?'
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Fallen Angel
FanfictionEvery parent loved their child, right? Some don't, some didn't even want their child and neglected them as if they didn't exist, or much worse. My first completed story and a pretty short one too. REWRITTING THIS BOOK, IT'S CALLED SUNKEN STAR TW: M...
