A Friend

Chapter 5: Of Monsters and Men

(slight gore warning)

"Ahh," Izuku uttered while staring at Sorin trying to decide on whether to trust him or see if he can make a run for it. But he does know Martyr and he doesn't seem like someone that would allow others to know about him so easily, Izuku could think of a few examples like the distraction runes that Martyr said he constantly uses to run interference for himself. Following the logic of why worry about hiding your identity when no one could remember it anyway? Taking a shot Izuku said "N-nice to meet you Sorin?" after thinking about how quickly Sorin already caught up to him along with the fact this Sorin guy probably likes Martyr. As he seemingly disappeared only to reappear right behind him, so the fact he could even tell he was there was because he let him do so, causing Izuku to shiver a little.

This caused Sorin to chuckle, which was rather unnerving as it sounded like something that wasn't made from a human throat, and more like it should be coming from something else as it was scratchy while being a blend of something impossibly wet and dry making noise "While it's nice to meet you to kid. Even though this is more of a chance encounter, as I was rather preoccupied with something else." Sorin said, flicking his gaze to a nearby alleyway ahead of them while a brief scowl crossed his face before just as quickly disappearing.

"Chance encounter?" Izuku echoed skeptically before continuing "You were following me for quite awhile."

"That's because kid I was following my target who is nearby and anyway it's better to meet you first then surprise you later when training rolls around, and you find out I'm training you today." Sorin said, making Izuku wonder who this man is, like is he a hero, is he a villain, is he a vigilante, or is he just a completely normal guy.

"Why?" Izuku said, confused and quizzical of the information given to him.

"Well Martyr is going to be rather busy and asked me early today to train you. Don't worry it will follow roughly the same plan of course, but I'm going to replace the combat stuff with analytical training." Sorin responded before bending down and offering a hand up while his eyes remained fixated on the alleyway as not once looking down at the boy.

Grabbing the hand Izuku noticed how ...off it felt, the hand was smooth and unmarred, but it felt ...fake, it felt like he was grasping a glove in the shape and look of an actual hand. This didn't go unnoticed by Sorin who smirked at the boy while pulling him up and walking off to the alley he was looking at while waving at Izuku goodbye. Leaving him wondering what the hell was that?

Walking past the alleyway, Izuku noticed that there was no one there and it was very much so empty. Which was odd as the alley went straight and there was nothing in there large enough to hide Sorin given his tall lanky stature. But deciding that didn't matter to much right now he instead continued walking by while hoping what Sorin said about seeing him later wasn't true after all that man ...wasn't naturally no, that thing wasn't human his mind supplanted, rather it was something pretending to be human, Izuku thought causing a chill to go up his spine.

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Sorin watched as Izuku walked past the alley through the glowing reddish black golden veil of magic that stretched and completely encased the alley from end to end, preventing any unwelcomed viewers or listeners from intervening. Which would prove disastrous as he was tasked by his maker to 'hunt a group tied to the 'sell' tonight' and somewhere around here is the entrance of their base. Or at least that's what his 'guide' told him before rudely decaying leaving it to him to find the place. Well at least there is only twenty targets instead of twenty five targets Sorin thought as his body violently vibrated, causing the false skin of his disguise to inflate in places before silently popping and dissipating taking large swaths of the suit and skin away, as the magic supporting the now unstable 'suit' was cut causing it to rapidly collapse, revealing what lies beneath the disguise.