Triple Nightmare /Bakudekutodo

Chapter 64: We got something!

Midoriya POV:

"If they would even kill their own then they are a threat to us. I mean, why did they come here in the first place? We must have something they want! And I will be the one who finds out what that is!" I was scared to say a single word. What if I slip up and say something that would out us? "How do you know it's the same people from years ago?" I carefully asked. "Who else would it be?" he looked at me as if I had already messed up with my question. "You said yourself that only one survived right? Then there is no way it's the same people." "It must be their companions." He was practically obsessed with that idea. "What do you think they were or are looking for?" I asked. "I don't know. This world is filled with things they could want. They have magic themselves but maybe it's something as simple as that. Something we consider normal but they desire because it doesn't exist in their world. And maybe it's also something more complex." Truth was: Mr Thunderhoof didn't have a single clue of what was going on. Who these people were, what they wanted, where they were hiding. For better or for worse I quickly realized that he was not the only one searching for us. We had been to careless. In that moment I thought about every person we had met so far. Had we ever said something suspicious, did any of them know? How many people knew of these stories? And how many of them believed in them? I was terrified. Who could we trust now? Would anyone understand if we told them the truth? Where actually were we? This world looked less and less like a dream and slowly made me suspicious whether it might have been much more than that all along.

° A couple days earlier. Somewhere, far far away in what seems to be another world: °

(No ones POV:)

"Is that all he told you?" the red haired boy nodded. "How do we know he isn't talking out of his ass. Maybe it was just a stupid way of coping with the situation. He didn't drink enough water and started hallucinating-" Aizawa gave the man standing next to him a death stare before returning to the boy, sitting in front of him. His head was tilted downward and he appeared to be quite upset. "That was a big help, thank you Kirishima. We will have someone watch you kids a lot closer now in case this happens again." He stood up from his squat position and left the room together with the detective next to him. As Aizawa walked through the door frame all of class 1A jumped into his face. "Is he okay?" "Can we see him?" "They said he was awake again?" "What happened, sensei?" After calming his students down with a quick demonstration of his quirk Aizawa said: "You can go inside and speak to him yourselves." Before the sentence was even finished the group of young people had already stormed the room.

The teacher closed the hospital rooms door. Then he sighed and turned around to the detective. "These kids. The ones in there. They lost three of their classmates. No one has a clue what happened. No one knows if the same will happen to them. No one knows if their friends will ever wake up again. And you go in that room talking to one of those kids as if he is insane. He believes what he saw and it's finally something. You have no sensitiveness whatsoever to what is going on here. You don't give a damn about any of this, but it means everything to these children. How dare you talk to them like that after everything they've been through." The detective reacted with the same passive aggressive tone as he had been thrown at with. "You know what I think? You are to attached. You believe all they say because they are your dear little students. You know why we don't let family members or  acquaintances handle they're loved ones cases? Because they do exactly what you are doing right now. You are incapable of staying neutral. And hey I am not blaming you. All I'm saying is that you shouldn't be handling this case." With that the detective angrily stormed off leaving the furious Aizawa behind.

"Shōta!" Only seconds later Aizawa heard a familiar voice behind him. He turned around. "What is it, Hizashi?" The blond hero wore casual clothes for once and had his long hair tucked into a quick, messy bun. The bags under his eyes were as dark as every one else's who worked on this case and on his chin was slowly forming a beard. "We got something!" He said excitedly still out of breath from running.

Since the day Midoriya, Bakugo and Todoroki had fallen into a coma the assigned task force had been living in one of the free hospital rooms. They set up computers and carried over mountains of old documents witch multiple heroes and detectives then went through in hopes of finding some clues while keeping the students under close surveillance. While the two part time heroes, full time teachers made their way over to that room Yamada, also known as Present Mic, started talking. "While I was looking through the reports of unsolved mysteries I found one that added up with a medical case that at first sight seems unrelated but on second glance is just mind blowing." the sparkle in Yamadas eyes was unmistakable. "Listen up! Do you remember when about 17 years ago the sky all of a sudden turned black on a sunny afternoon? We called it "the day of the black sky". All electricity of Japan went out. It was only for a couple of seconds but in those seconds a young boy woke up from a year long coma. 

Aiko Takahashi gave birth to a boy 25 years ago. Sadly that boy was in bad health and no medicine could help him. Aiko did her best to support her sick son all by her self but no matter what she tried with only five years that boy fell into a coma. Soon after he was deemed brain dead. But after all that had happened Aiko wasn't willing to give up her child and took the one in a quadrillion chances of him waking up even though everyone told her it was impossible. But guess what happened in those few seconds of the day of the black sky?"

To be continued ...