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I spent the remainder of the day strolling through the roads and observing the way the streets became more alive with the hours. It took my mind off the looming list of worries tailing behind me but only momentarily.

Eventually, I had to make my way back to base. As per usual, dread drowned out all my other emotions upon nearing the entrance. The weather seemed to be in agreement with my mood as it grew restless and dimmer.

My stroll hadn't been entirely fruitless. I had learned valuable information that was potentially my bargaining chip out of the Shie Hassaikai and I'd also taken the time to sort through my whirring thoughts.

First, Overhaul was hiding the fact that the gang was in danger and he was still pursuing whatever goals he was choosing not to share with the divisions.

Second, Eri was somehow involved in his plans and my predictions were that she was related to the quirk-erasing drugs I had not heard of before. As far as I was aware, the Shie Hassaikai dealt out Trigger mainly.

Third, Eraserhead should not be underestimated. He had always been observant but he had also shown physical prowess and accurate analysis of character. It would be in my best interest to avoid any further altercations with him and simply move on from the past.

That would be more difficult than I first thought. I couldn't rule out that he wasn't involved in the investigation of the gang which meant that there was a chance he had information I desperately needed. The truth was that I had no useful connections or relationships within the gang to deal in the trade of secrets. If there was anywhere I could get information it would be through him, the news or... Eri.

Eri was either strictly pinned beneath Overhaul's sight or resting in the nursery. Any other location she could be was the other levels or the medical room. The last thing I wanted to do was involve her in this mess but realistically speaking, she was my only hope at getting information directly from the head himself.

I needed to figure out what Overhaul's grander plans were and use them to draw up an escape plan. If he was planning a large attack, I could sneak away amidst the chaos and snatch Eri away with me. We could flee the city and find somewhere remote to stay temporarily before I sorted out transport to get us out of the country. This gang's influence only spread so far and I still didn't know enough about Overhaul's character to judge how far he would go to keep Eri with him.

There was only one thing for it. I would have to pick a fight.

The only way to get to the nursery to meet with Eri was to be sent to the medical room and that meant getting hurt. Using Eraserhead was currently out of the question and I would only be able to access the media on one day a week. It didn't have to be a Friday, I could sign out on any one day in the week. So I'd have to choose wisely.

After passing through the security on the surface floor of the house, I made my way to Division X's floor. All the while, I was talking myself up to the task of getting in the ring and willingly humiliating myself by purposefully getting beaten. The things I'd do for freedom were certainly questionable but having a goal at all was a lifeline. It gave me a reason to keep moving forward.

I entered the lobby and ignored the pairs of eyes all staring at me simultaneously. Somehow, the way they looked at me was so eerie. I could never know what they were thinking and sometimes it felt as if I was their enemy. Every night, my ears were on high alert and picking up on everything happening outside my door. They'd jumped me before, who's to say they wouldn't do it again?

Forcing myself to keep my chin up and head held high, I ignored their blatant staring and pushed through the scattered crowds till I reached the boxing ring. A few members were sparring inside, others were chatting around its edges. Upon seeing me approach, their conversations suddenly had a new hot topic to discuss.

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