The room was lit only by a small candle in the right-hand corner. As the flame flickered, the shadows spread across the wall in an ominous dance.
"So... she's talking now." The gurgling voice protruded from the darkness.
The two men, one bald and lizard like, the other tall with sharp features and stark white hair sat silently opposite the unknown voice.
"Yes..." There was a pause as the tall one thought carefully over his words. "She was dismissed from the hospital yesterday it seems."
The response was met with a fit of coughing. It sounded like the cough of the dying. When the fit finally subsided, the gurgling voice started up once more.
"How much...does she know?"
The two lackies didn't respond. Afraid of what the shadowy figure might do with the information.
"We... don't know." The lizard man spoke this time.
"What do you mean you don't know?" Anger seethed through every word, the malice emanating from the figure seeming to entangle and constrict the two men.
"....We didn't think she could hear, or understand..." The lizard man tried to explain himself, panic coursing through every fiber of his being. "So... at times we would discuss... other matters."
"WHAT other matters?"
The lizard man cowered looking to his accomplice for support. The white-haired man sat motionless showing no indication of intent to intervene.
The lizard man gulped. "...The Network..."
There was a stirring in the darkness, and the aura of hatred and malice permeated the entire room. When the stirring settled, the voice that responded was dark and threatening.
"You better find her." The words settled heavily on the two like a layer of thick tar. "And when you do, you either bring her back here."
The two men fidgeted.
"Or you kill her."
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My Hero Academia: Unsaved
Fiksi PenggemarIn a world of heroes, what happens to those that aren't saved? As much as society wants to put their faith in the pillars of truth and justice, there are always some that cannot be reached. And their stories...may just be the saddest of all.
