Crossed lines (SDS x MHA)

Chapter 16- ... Training?

The morning sun shone brightly over the horizon as you stood on a hill, ready to train, the prior's days events not even phasing... You... There was no PTSD from hanging on a wall for hours at a time and being beaten up... Nope, none of that here! Haha... Hahaha... ha.

Nevermind.

Calling it a 'morning sun' was a stretch. No, by the time you opened your eyes the day after, the sun was high in the sky and your body decided to revolt. You really did try to get up, but the moment you moved, your shoulders and face protested the most, having been through the most taxing situations, but you found out your legs weren't far behind as you tried to roll out of bed and immediately ended up on the ground.

Elizabeth eventually came up to your room and encouraged you to stay where you were with Hagakure, who seemed to have adopted the young lady, agreeing with her, chuckling the entire time she was 'helping' you back into bed. Elizabeth simply stood to the side and smiled as it happened, her attitude showing this was a common thing.

It was three days before your body (And Hagakure) would even let you out of bed without making you wish you'd never been born. Perhaps the lesson you should have learned from that whole fiasco would be to avoid sneezing and those holy knight folks if you wanted to live... but that wasn't quite it.

Once again, around noon three days later, you were finally able to stand out on the back of the giant pig- if you thought Hawk had blown your mind, then Mama Hawk was insane- as you prepped for some hardcore training!

Perhaps it wasn't the smartest idea for you to do all this without anyone around, namely someone to notice if you ended up chained to another wall, or even in the armored hands of that red armor guy again, but you'd wasted enough time just lying in bed.

There'd been a message by your bed written in rough strokes warning you to stay put, and if you got into any trouble, there'd be hell to pay... Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. It wasn't hard to guess that the worrywart known as Dabi left that for you, and you were okay with ignoring it for now.

It wasn't like you were planning on doing anything dumb, you wanted to do some running, and, if you were lucky, you'd be struck by a bolt of inspiration on how to train your quirk without dying.

(That is if your quirk would let you go do anything in this new world without screwing you over royally... Which it definitely might no, the jerk that it was.)

Running laps proved to be impossible on the pig after only a few moments as Mama Hawk decided to start burrowing down into the earth, scaring you enough that you about fell off the 100-foot pig, which hey, Dabi wouldn't have to worry about you getting into trouble anymore if you'd done that.

By some miracle, you managed to stay on long enough to where the land returned to normal and for Mama Hawk to disappear entirely.

"What kind of animal...?" You faded off, shaking your head in disbelief, the longer you were in this world, the more it blew your mind, showing things that shouldn't be possible.

But never mind that. It'd been almost a week since you'd done any exercising, and a jog sounded right up your ally. There was shade and the sun wasn't as ominous as it usually felt, so, in other words, the perfect day.

All was calm as you started running, immediately regretting the fact that your tennis shoes had been a victim of the recent bout of sneezes. The shoes here were greatly subpar, but it was still better than running barefoot through a pine forest.

The more you thought about it, you sighed. So much had changed. For the first time in your life, you'd adjusted to not having indoor plumbing... Shocker, you know. It wasn't your favorite thing about this world, but it wasn't the worst. You just started having daydreams about warm baths and toilets, which was disturbing, to say the least, but it made sense.