I gazed into the mirror staring at an empty husk. Dark circles surrounded my bloodshot eyes and my skin was drained of its color. My hair needed a good comb, and I was in desperate need of some chap-stick. Despite just waking up an hour ago, I was exhausted.
"Your parents, your brother...are not your real family."
I sat down on the bed gazing at my bare feet. My head hurt from all this thinking, or maybe it was from my blood being drained. Either way, I wasn't sure how to feel. A part of me was angry that he was lying, but another part was telling me that...
Thump...thump...thump...
My heart began to beat faster. I could feel my blood pulse through my entire body. I was mad, so very mad that I began to tremble. Or maybe...I was scared. Scared that he had a point, scared that he was telling the truth, scared that I was all alone.
There was a loud crash from the floor above followed by a horde of footsteps and voices. My bedpost rattled on the floors from the impact. Something was happening. An attack? Or maybe...a rescue?
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"Prepare to be planted!" Strawberry Shades exclaimed.
A brown seed shot out of his palm and into the villain's face. Sprinting to him, the vigilante expertly leaped using his face as a stepping stool. He flew up in the air and locked eyes with a Crimson Eclipse member, and he dove and knocked them to the ground.
"Heroes are infiltrating! Grab the supplies and run!" a Crimson Eclipse grunt announcing through the intercom warned. "There's no time to fight back! Head to the tunnels and--"
Before he could finish, the sound of a door getting kicked down interrupted. After some sounds of struggle, a loud and jubilant voice spoke.
"Hey, y'all! I'm unlocking all the doors!"
Corvade, who had just finished assisting Strawberry Shades, winced. This was exactly the reason why she hated working in groups, especially if he's in it. Peering in the hallway, she recognized the layout of the base was similar to the one the heroes raided months ago. That'd help with maneuvering through the place much easier.
"What's the current situation on the rescue?" Corvade asked through the earpiece.
"According to a Crimson Eclipse, they are holding the hostages somewhere in this facility," Gunhead replied amidst fighting. "We're still trying to pinpoint the exact locations, but since Present Mic and others raided the Control Room, we may be able to find where they're at."
So it seemed like her hypothesis was correct; they were in here somewhere. As Corvade ran through the hall full of heroes and villains, she asked Present Mic about their potential whereabouts. He loudly informed that there were several secret rooms hidden in the facility. Many of them are already getting checked out by heroes. Corvade asked Present Mic if there are any unchecked places left. He informed her that there was: one on the opposite side of the base. He gave directions to while she speedily ran through the base, assisting some heroes on the way. She spotted a particular tengai'd man viciously fighting and ordered him to tag along. As they ran through, a voice buzzed into her radio.
"Requesting backup in the cafeteria!"
Unlike the dark and industrial design of the hallways, the cafeteria was much brighter. The walls were white with red paneling plastered onto the walls. Rows of white tables with black chairs sprawled on the floor. Along with that, three other heroes were laying unconscious. Standing in the middle was a tall and lanky man. He didn't look too muscular.
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Fanfiction❝𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎.❞ Rin is always running into trouble, whether that's being flung off a skyscraper after an intense Uno match or being held hostage by hotdogs. Luckily for her, she's part of the 80% that has a Quirk. However...
