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18: 𝑈𝑙𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑀𝑜𝑣𝑒; 𝐶ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑎𝑚𝑎

"More people are going to die because of you."

Midoriya stood in front of Overhaul. Or what was once Overhaul. The man before him, if you could even call him that. Was a mutation, he'd taken the body and quirk of one of his closest lackies and manipulated his own flesh to fuse with it. The Dead Man's quirk was confession, used to force someone to answer a question. But Overhaul was using the projection quality it gave a voice to draw Eri back out.

The girl trembled. Stepping out of the hallway she had been told by Mirio to hide in.

"Eri no! Run!" Midoriya said, turning to her. She was crying, and obviously terrified. But there was something so brave inside of her, so selfless. While being manipulated into believing she was causing all this harm.

Mirio was hurt, he collapsed while trying to take her to safety.

Midoriya was hurt, just a little. Still standing his ground though.

Eraserhead had disappeared, fallen underground with Overhauls right hand man. No one knew his condition yet.

Nighteye...

Nighteye was suspended up in the air with a spike through his gut. Hanging just out of Eri's line of sight, hidden by a rock or two. If she knew what had happened to him. She wouldn't be able to ever forgive herself for this, she barely could now.

"There we go." Overhaul said in satisfaction as Eri slowly walked up. Trembling.

"I-If I come with you...." She mumbled. "Y-you have to promise to fix them." The young girl pleaded. She knew his quirk, not really its name or the specifics of it. But she knew what he could do. She knew he could fix their wounds, he did it to her all the time.

"It's so much easier to hurt yourself than to watch other people get hurt for you... Isn't it?" Overhaul asked Eri. He had one of his extra hands open, revealing a mouth in his palm. "Come on Eri. You don't need to be selfish. We can end this, if you just come with me." He spoke to her through confession.

She took another slow step forward. "D-don't hurt him... P-p-please." Eri whispered, looking at Deku.

"Eri it's okay! Go back to Lemillion!" Deku said, shaking his head frantically.

"You don't want to be saved? Do you?" Overhaul prompted her.

"Not like this..." Eri answered, forced by his stolen quirk.

She was almost out of the hallway now. Almost too Overhaul. But someone stopped her.

Arms wrapped around her from behind, tightly. The embrace was warm and comfortable. It felt loving, not that Eri really knew what that meant. But it was good, sweet. She liked it, it calmed her down.
"It's going to be okay Eri." A voice whispered.

A voice she had heard often. Over and over again, only in her mind.

"Let us protect you."

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Kira ran through the hallways Twice told her to follow. He had been quite helpful in finding Overhaul, apparently he had just been with him a few minutes ago.

The landscape was uneven, like it had been manipulated a while ago. Soon she turned when Twice had instructed and ran down a hall. She stopped quickly when she saw several officers laying on the ground.

She knelt by each of them, not dead. But all unconscious, must've been that crazy wall moving guy. She checked them for injuries quickly, wanting to move on to find Eri as soon as she could.

She looked at one. He was in his forties probably, maybe late thirties. Had a bump on his head but other than that he was okay.

He was also holding a gun.