Miss Rebel

《22》Stain

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'????'
 

 Alma stares at Stain with a dumbfounded look on her face. But she quickly wiped that off with a close eye smile of hers, trying to look as professional as possible.

  "Um...I'm sorry, but have we met before? I mean you're very hot---"
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--You are Alma Walker...no doubt about it..." He proceeds to take out a picture that was given to him. He peers at it before showing it to her. She, along with the others, stare at it with wide eyes, the picture proving itself that it really was her. There she was, with her signature smirk as she was waving at the crowd from the Sports Festival.

  "Oh wow~ That is me...!" She awes, amazed at the quality of the picture that was taken of her. Whoever took it had shown her great side. Before she can admire it a bit more when Stain puts it away, unamused, "I was specifically told not to lay a finger on you," He glares, seemingly annoyed, "Damn bastard...what's so special about you anyway? You're just a brat..."

  Alma looks over at Stain with a raised brow. Not lay a hand on her? Who ordered such a thing? 
"I won't lay a finger on you so leave," Stain grunts, suddenly pulling out another knife from his back pocket. Since the other one was tossed aside.
Alma churns at this, confused, "What?? But why???" She asked while Iida and Midoriya stare at the two in bewilderment. 
The villain clicks his tongue, "Don't ask me-! As if I know anything..." He then turns his gaze away from hers, "Just leave before I actually hurt you..."   
  Her face scrunches, as everyone else stares wide eyed at the duo. Was the merciless villain sparring her life just like that?? But how come??
  'W-What's going on...??!' Deku grunts, tearing his eyes away from the ground and towards the blonde and villain, 'H-How come he knows her...?'

   "This kid knows nothing...and yet he comes here acting high and mighty," He points his knife below at a terrified Iida, "Things like these are what ends up killing naive kids like you...."

  Alma said nothing, as Midoriya stares fearfully at the scene.

 "This world is full of fake heroes who waltz in as if it's nothing!" He proceeds to step on Iida's back, making him groan in pain, "The true hero among all is All Might!! Only he is true!!"

Alma perks at the mention of her father, seeing his point completely. Unlike her father, many heroes out there only cared about themselves, and the fame that came along with it. At this point, they are willing to become heroes to make themselves feel better...not for the sake of others. 
  "Honestly..." She chuckles, stepping a bit closer towards where Stain and Iida were, her eyes lingering onto Stain's keen ones. She stopped before Iida's body, now darting her eyes downwards towards the glasses boy.

"I'm quite disappointed in you Iida..." She sneers his name, her menacing eyes never leaving his fearful ones, "Vengeance is no way Honorable...especially if you're aiming to be a pro-hero, Iida. But that's beside the point. Did you really think someone like you can defeat a merciless villain like Stain himself? "

 Iida knew of his mistake and he regretted it. Now, look at him. He even dragged his friends along with him. There was no way someone like him could defeat a villain, he was just a student...a child...he had no experience at all. Just what in the world was he thinking?
Tears began to weld up in his eyes, as a small muffled grunt escaped his lips. Her words strike cold in his heart, guilt-tripping him.

'I'm such a fool...!'
 

Stain, who was listening to her, stops his sword. Arching an eyebrow as he peers curiously at Alma. His eyes almost seem to sparkle at her words,"You..." He starts, as if hesitant.