The next day after training and food, the pussycats arranged for us to all go on a spook walk. Watching the light drain for the five failers as Shota told them they wouldn't be participating was kind of funny, but I also felt bad for them.
I was paired up with Jiro as team three, right behind team two which was Katsuki and Shoto. "Good luck guys," I grinned at them, "try and get along," I added. Katsuki growled at me while Shoto just nodded.
"Good luck to you too," Shoto let out a soft smile.
"Team two! You'rrrrrrree up kitties!" Pixie-Bob called them, so with a wave, I rejoined Jiro.
"You scared?" I questioned once I got to her, to which she shook her head. "Liar," I grinned, my face turning blue. "I'm terrified."
"Glad to know we're on the same page," She sweat dropped with a laugh. "It will feel good to scream though, I hope."
"Yeah, maybe," I agreed just as we were called up by the derranged blonde pro. "Let out some tension, at least for a bit."
"Have fun kitties!" She purred, "try not to wet your pants!"
"Sure thing," I bit my lip as Jiro and I started forward, both of us stiff as a board. It might seem like I'd be able to hold my own in a haunted house or something, but my dad could tell you otherwise.
We only ever went twice, the first when I was little and the second when I was thirteen. I was crying hysterically by the time we finished in both instances, so he decided no more spooky house tours.
Something shifted in the bushes, causing Jiro and me to freeze and slowly move our eyes in that direction. "M-might have just been a bunny," I rationalized when neither of us saw anything. Nodding hesitantly, we continued on our way.
Suddenly, a head popped out of the ground. I screamed at the top of my lungs, clinging to Jiro. She clutched my hands back, shaking as her breathing rate went sky high.
I do not have the masculine complex of wanting to seem strong in front of girls and/or to protect them, as I'm sure you can see.
The person slowly went back into the ground, which only made me queezier. "L-lets keep going," Jiro suggested, and with a nod, we continued onwards, making extra sure to go around the spot the head had come up.
A few scares later and I was pretty sure my heart was gonna explode with even one more. Then, I smelled smoke. "They aren't dumb enough to use their quirks against a scarer," I mumbled, now on high alert. Jiro nodded in agreement, her earplugs flying down to the ground.
"Bakugo and Todoroki are still ahead of us, but I'm hearing someone," She pointed to the forest on our right. "Over there. More than one."
"I see something," I narrowed my gaze, seeing something blue. A second later I realized what it was. "Jiro, go on ahead. I can take care of whoever this is."
"Are you sure?" She asked worriedly, "Aren't you kinda useless right now?"
"I would be usually, but since the forest is going up in flames," I smirked as I cracked my knuckles, "that bastard is giving me light to use my quirk with."
"Right then, good luck!" Jiro bid me well before dashing off to go warn and help Bakugo and Todoroki and who ever else was ahead of us that might require assistance. Neither of us were sure if it was a villain attack, but I got my answer a few moments later.
My back against a tree that had yet to go ablaze, I kept my breathing even. Having caught a glimpse of someone with their hand against a tree, blue flames coming out of said appendage, I figured he was the one that was doing it.
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Fanfiction{male version} (BNHA FanFic Series) As a child, he was abandoned by his parents on the streets. A man came across him and took the little boy in, teaching him everything he knew as he raised him. At age thirteen, he became known as the illegal her...