I think it was a given that one of my biggest fears would have to be crowded places. My anxieties would worsen as I felt everything shaking inside of me and the room heating up. All I would want was to get out, but sometimes, that was absolutely impossible. Being in huge crowds, well, I didn't think anything would be scarier, except for maybe what I had just gone through.
Having a gigantic shoe come speeding towards me, well, I think that just topped the cake. A scream escaped my lips as I felt my body react before I could blink. I was thankful for that as I hopped up onto my four legs and tried to scurry away. If anything, I had to get out of here. There wasn't any other way. There couldn't be! As much as it was best to stay hidden, I couldn't quite do that if I was dead.
No, I had just escaped death from the crazy woman with the pink hair and the man who claimed to be my father. That was the end of that story. I needed to stay alive otherwise escaping that place would have all been for nothing!
As I was about to leap behind a trash can, something caught onto my tail. Instead of going forward like I had planned, I was pulled back, hitting whatever had caught onto my tail.
It wasn't like the weight on my tail was painful. At least, it wasn't unless I tried to move. I needed to move. My head looked up to see a woman dressed in a blue and purple superhero costume. It was purple on the top until it reached her elbows, where a silver line slanted downwards towards her belly button. Under the line, the material turned into a dark blue.
There was only one hero who wore that costume. She was pretty well known too.
"It's Power Girl," I gasped in realization, surprised to hear my own voice being that I was, well, a rat.
While it could've been my imagination, it wasn't. The tall woman stumbled away. The fear in her expression widened that I could see it well past the small purple mask she wore.
"You can talk?" she gasped in response. "How can you talk?"
"It's a long story, but can you help me out? I-I need help. Big time," I told her. "I'm one of Yama—well, Raiden Yamamoto's classmates, an-and—"
"You're the shapeshifter girl that's in his class, aren't you?" Power Girl asked.
The hero bent down and looked at me. She was still quite far away from me, but I could tell it was the best she could do. She held out her hand for me to crawl on, and I nearly took a step onto. However, I hesitated. It wasn't because of my dislike of touch, but rather, the fact that I was a rat. If I shifted back to my human form, I would be in a very embarrassing situation.
Not sure that would matter being that I was covered in fur, but I had to do what I could right now to make things a lot less awkward. That was, if this situation wasn't odd enough.
"Yeah, but uh, before I get into that..." I stopped, trying to think things through. "I need clothes."
Powergirl tilted her head, confused.
"Clothes that can fit me," I explained.
Once again, Powergirl seemed confused as she blinked.
"Not like, me-rat-sized-me clothes, but like, clothes to fit human-sized-me," I tried digging myself out of the hole I was digging myself in. "I, uh, I don't have any clothes on."
Shock washed over Power Girl.
"That came out wrong! I'm sorry! Probably the last thing you wanted to hear someone, well a rat—I'll just shut up." I squeaked as I hung my head, trying to look away. I have always had a reputation of embarrassing myself, but this was by far the worst. I was embarrassing myself in front of a hero. Not just any hero, but one who was one of my classmate's siblings. There was no way I was going to hear the end of this.
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I'm No Hero (My Hero Academia Fanfic)
FanfictionWhen U.A. High opened its doors for the first time, everyone wanted to go there. With the entire staff being made of top heroes, both retired ones and ones still working, it was basically guaranteed going there meant becoming a top hero. It's also...