Zero Hero ||MHA||

13. Odd Future

"Do you mind explaining more about your situation, Onishi?" the man before me asked.

He wore a plain office suit with a white polka-dotted tie around the collar. His shiny hair was neatly combed to the left, and simple spectacles rested on his sharp nose. He wore a stony expression on his face, and his eyes looked a bit...dead.

Drifting my eyes around the room, I noticed the array of All Might merchandise. There were posters plastered on the walls along with a bookshelf about the number one hero. There was even a cardboard cut out of him posing while wearing his iconic grin.

"Uh, you see, I got held hostage yesterday. You know, the usual..." I began. "The villain held me up on top of a traffic light and started spouting Crimson Eclipse's goal when some heroes came. They ended up saving me but in the process, one of the villain's buddies came and bailed him out."

Nodding his head, he asked if I could tell him more about the villains. I told him that they were both men and that the one holding me hostage had a vine Quirk. I sat there stiffly while his hands moved at laser speed, clacking away on his keyboard. After a moment of typing, he continued.

"How about the heroes? Do you know who they were?"

I told him that there was a girl with a bubble Quirk and a guy with numbers on his chest. "There was another person who helped, but I don't think she was a hero. She wore a long black cape and used a grappling hook."

"Those are my sidekicks, Bubble Girl and Lemillion," he informed. "But the woman is not with me. Her name is Corvade."

I knew it! She's that same woman who appeared at the Crimson Eclipse raid.

"Anything else you would like to mention?" he asked.

"Oh yeah, I almost forgot. When the two villains escaped, they blew some weird powder in my face," I replied. "It accidentally went up to my nose."

"Alright. I think this shall do for now," Sir Nighteye said. "Onishi, I think I know how this may have happened."

Reaching into the folder lying on the desk, he pulled out a photo of an orange powder inside a test tube. Seeing the recognition on my face, he said, "Just as I suspected. This was the substance that you inhaled, correct? Crimson Eclipse managed to obtain it from an underground gang that distributes and creates drugs. The effects of the drug differ with each person it is used on. For one case, the drug caused one user to go into cardiac arrest."

Sheesh, that sounded intense!

"...Well, luckily that didn't uh, happen to me," I remarked, with a nervous chuckle.

He asked what my blood type was, and I told him it was O. Wrapping his hands together, he leaned his elbows on the desk.

"During our investigations, I, along with a few others, created a theory. The effects of the substance corresponds to the user's blood type," he started. "Those with the B blood type may go into cardiac arrest, A blood types will become temporarily blinded, AB blood types forces Quirk activation, and O blood types will block Quirk usage."

"I guess things didn't change much for me after all," I remarked dryly.

Seeing my reaction, he asked what I meant. I told him that I've never used my Quirk before, because I didn't know what it was. Before he could question further, there was a knock at the door. There seemed to be a panicked voice outside telling another person not to go in. Shortly after, the door opened.

Stepping inside the room was a woman. Curly brown strands of hair tickled the sides of her face. She wore a simple bucket hat and tinted sunglasses. A fluffy scarf wrapped around her mouth, obscuring the bottom half of her face. She had a shiny leather jacket on along with dark jeans and leather boots. Behind her was a blond boy wearing a high school uniform, who was trying to stop her from entering.