A Hero for the Fame| A MHA OC Story

Part Twenty Nine-A War Between Us

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The pounding of the cellar rattles my sensitive ears, I let out a sharp hiss as I down another set of pain killers.

"I swear, if you don't SHUT UP I'll rip out your eyes!" I screech to the cellar door slot at my good for nothing brother.

The rattling stops for a moment, giving me a short sense of peace...before large teeth indents nearly break through the steel door as I reel back a bit, the bite followed by a crocodilian hiss and gurgle.

"Tch, you dare snap at me! You're getting an extra dose tonight!" I hiss back.

I press a button and watch as Scarlet Trigger sludges through tubes and into the cellar.

"H-Huuuuurrrrts..." the muffled voice of my brother comes from the cellar, followed by even more clanging and hissing.

"That damned League...I know they're planning something, and it's gonna happen soon. They'll see just how villainous I can be~" I cackle as I give my brother another dose of Scarlet Trigger, "And they'll be learning real soon indeed..." I smirk.

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As my sister said, there is indeed a war on the horizon. From what she's been able to tell me, almost every hero available, including students with provisional licenses, will be involved in this massive operation.

Come on...Come on..." I mumble to myself.

I stand in the middle of one of the training grounds, standing at my fully size as I try to find out what could have possibly changed with my quirk.

"Everything feels the same...I just feel like...me" I let out a sigh as I shrink back down to normal size, looking down at my tired, shaky hands.

"There you are, I was wondering where you were" I hear an all too familiar voice say from behind me.

My head snaps to look at him, my cheeks already flushing a bit from just his voice alone.

"H-Hanta! H-Hey! Sorry, I meant to text you but I've got a lot on my mind at the moment" I nervously say as I approach him

As I take a step, my legs give out for a second and I stumble forward, with Hanta quickly reaching out his arms to catch me in his warm embrace.

"You better not be overworking yourself, you're still technically in recovery" he giggles a bit as he holds me up.

"J-Just a bit of quirk overuse, I-I promise" I lag a bit, letting his arms be held around me for a second longer before quickly pulling away, "A-Anyways! Um...Hanta, can I talk to you about something?" I nervously ask

I push a strand of my bangs aside as I meet his soft gaze.

"Of course! I think I might know what it is" he says.

"Yeah...this upcoming war...I...I'm worried...For you, for us. I just-" he cuts me off.

"Yuta, if you're gonna ask me to sit aside for this, you know I'm already gonna say no" he says.

"I wasn't gonna...I'm just scared that since we're probably going to be on separate teams, I won't be there to protect you" I look down at my feet as I speak.