Blood and Air |The Sequel| {Bakugo X FemOC}

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"Lyria Orchest, your twin sister."

The words replayed over and over in my head, causing my lungs to freeze, stilling all breath. My muscles tensed up, body frozen, eyes wide but unseeing.

Twin sister? A twin sister?

The idea was too abnormal for me to accept it right away. The name of my mother caught me off guard, making it that much harder.

Is this a joke? It is, right?

I still can't breathe. My body was feeling a shock I had yet to display.

So much so that my legs went weak, head making the room spin. I stumbled, not bothering to try to catch myself, hoping the impact of the floor will knock me right.

Except, I forgot Takami was holding me up. His hand gripped my elbow tight, a curse escaping his mouth as he pulled me up. As I stood once more, my eyes raised to see -

Lyria, my twin.

The breath returned to my lungs, sharp and hurtful. I didn't know how to relieve it - to run and jump off that balcony or attack the girl who had to be lying-

My whole body tilted, stumbling as Takami pulled on my arm. I was being dragged, quite literally, to sit at the table. I opened my mouth in protest, but before a sound could escape my lips, he tossed me in the chair with a few words.

"You're going to sit down without a fight, eat soup, and listen to what I, and her, has to say." Takami ruffled his wings, a feather coming loose that he pointed at her. "No fighting. Both of you."

That feather turned and pointed to the chair. 

Lyria sighed. I clenched my teeth, fisting my hands in my lap, under the table. But I didn't say anything, sitting bone straight, glaring down.

I heard the scrape of chair against hardwood floor, directly across from me. Testing me, huh. Seeing how long my patience would last.

Well, I don't lose.

So, instead of glaring down, I looked up, leveling my eyes at Lyria.

Like looking in a mirror.

Instead, she had a calmer visage than I, and was nervous- at least, that's what I believed seeing her shake her shoulders lightly.

 She saved my life, after I attacked her twice. Even with the shock rolling through my system, I can at least not go wild.

Feathers brought two bowls of soup - chicken - to land before the two of us, dropping spoons and handing out napkins. I looked down at the soup with a suspicious face. I rarely ate at other peoples house, unless I trusted them. Been poisoned a lot and it isn't a good feeling.

But would the number two hero poison me?

A snort of amusement came from before me. I shot a narrowed gaze to Lyria. She had a smirk.

"The soup isn't poisoned. And, even if it was, it wouldn't kill you," she pointed out. I grudgingly agreed.

"But I'll probably pass out before I get it put my system," I muttered, thinking of my weak body. Still, I picked up the spoon and pulled some liquid to my lips.

It did smell good. 

The chair  next to Lyria scraped as Takami sat down, and a short silence befell us as we all had spoonfuls of soup.

It was good. Amazing? Mitsuki and Katsuki level? No, but it was good to such an empty stomach.

I sighed internally, blanking as I stared at my bowl.