Mortem ad Wrens

Chapter 30: First Impressions Reprise

Summary:

tw: gaslighting, deadnaming, misgendering
Meet the family and a reminder in the notes

Notes:

'text' JSL
text thoughts

Warm, honey eyes met neon purple, and Asami grinned brightly upon seeing Akira. "It is you! It's so good to see you again." She practically glided into the room with the Legacy Holder trailing behind.

'Stop,' Akira sharply signed and turned slightly to glare at the Legacy Holder. 'I know what you are capable of, and I recognize that you will just come in a different way if I make you leave. So, cut to the chase. What do you want?'

Hurt and confusion flashed in Asami's eyes as her smile briefly faltered. She glanced back at the looming figure and hesitantly stopped her approach. "We're taking you home, Daitan."

'My name is Akira. And that's not going to happen,' Akira signed firmly. 'Fat Gum, Raven, this is my twin, Asami aka Trophaeum Wren. The Legacy Holder can introduce themself.'

"My name is irrelevant, I am merely here to support Asami," he rumbled.

"You're not supposed to be here at all," Taishiro gruffly pointed out. "The Inoue-"

'Stop,' Akira quickly signed to the hero before hurriedly glancing back at the pair. Can't risk any slip.

"Well," Asami chuckled awkwardly, "we're family, aren't we? I'm sure it was just a misunderstanding. We can take you to one of our private hospitals, get you fixed up, and you won't even have to attend that crazy school anymore. Mom and papa want you back, Dai- er, Akira."

'No, they want my quirk. I'm not going to-' eyes ablaze, Akira warped into Fumikage's side, throwing him out of the way of the Legacy Holder slowly reaching out his hand. They snarled at him as their clone dispelled, setting off the heart rate monitor alarm. They sharply signed, 'Stay away from them! You touch any of us, and I will not hesitate to end this.'

Taishiro lurched to his feet and Asami took a step back, eyes flickering between the trio and the Legacy Holder. Her form shimmered and took on a purple hue as her shield activated.

"I believe I can shed some light on this situation," a voice chirped from the doorway. Akira briefly glanced towards Nezu as the stoat stepped into the room, drawing the eyes of everyone in the room. "Step away from my ward so they can get back to bed rest."

Akira blinked in shock, chest tightening as nurses rushed in and maneuvered them back onto the bed. They glanced at Taishiro, who seemed just as surprised.

"Are you implying you were aware of my cousin's identity and failed to disclose that information to her family?" the Legacy Holder asked. His gaze morphed from bored to steely as he peered at Nezu.

"Given the circumstances I found them in, I went through the proper channels to make Akira a ward of U.A. I'm sure the media would love to hear how they were starving on the streets and didn't exist until two years ago. It's a good thing I have backups of their records since Daitan Inoue certainly didn't exist until an hour ago."

Asami zeroed in on Akira, eyes pouring over their body. "What?" she asked softly in disbelief. "That can't be right."

"Nothing for you to worry about, my dear," the Legacy Holder murmured, placing a hand on Asami's shoulder so a couple fingers touched her skin. Akira glared at him as their twin relaxed into the touch and nodded. "You will be hearing from us again, Nezu."

"I'm sure I will," the principal grinned. After they left, he turned back to Akira. "Now, I'm sure you have questions."

'How long have you known?' Akira hesitantly asked. They glared at their now shaking hands as the adrenaline faded.