I'm so sorry for not uploading! I've been a tad stresss but all is good and finally here's the chapter!
His eyes were trained on her. His heavy eyelids a fraction too slow to blink, his irises too stationary. It was as if his brain was suffering a massive short circuit and was struggling to compute.
In short, he is staring and there seems no end to his fascination. The only time his gaze breaks is when his field of vision was blurred by the flames and smoke surrounding the room
Never did he imagined after all this time... you would have a quirk
Suddenly his newly worn body resist him, someone trying to get out
"Master, we should help her" the voice spoke as subconsciously he could also see what his master saw
All For One had taken control over Tomura's body in order to break out of Tartarus, it was his only way to escape.
"Now now" he spoke, as his eyes widened as the scene unfold in front of him, "It looks like she has everything under control" he smiled wickedly
Suddenly, he feels the chill in his blood, coldness bringing the synapses of his brain to a standstill.
The way your eyes filled with bloodlust, your body acting on its own accord, and you lunging yourself at Re-Destro as you stabbed him, cutting straight to his jugular vein
Standing in a pool of blood as you held the blade in your hands. The same one Re-Destro used on you, you had pulled out of yourself and used on him
Never had he seen such a beautiful display, he would applaud you if he could. But why would he give his cover away? No.. plus he was in Tomura's body right now, he couldn't afford for that body to get harm, not until one of his own
"Master, she's hurt!" Tomura's voice pierced through All For One
All For One was about to say something until he saw the raven-haired with blue flames make his way towards your bloody body.
Ignoring Tomura's request, All For One got out of the room before anyone else saw him. Leaving you behind in Dabi's arms, seconds later Stain joining you both
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"This just in, a group of dangerous villains from Special Prison For Villain Criminals - Tartarus have just escaped. The known criminals that just escaped are Muscular, Overhaul, Stain, and All for One. If you find any of these villains, let the authorities know ASAP"
"You've got to be kidding me" Mirko groaned, "How did this happen?"
Hawks, Endeavor, and Mirko were watching the news as they sat back in Endeavor's agency
"Something tells me the league's behind it" Endeavor spoke, "Hawks, do you know anything about this?"
Hawks remained quiet this whole time. His eyes glued on the screen as he saw the helicopter cameras hover over the Prison
He couldn't help but think how badly he screwed up this time. He didn't know what was happening. After your kidnapping, he met up with the league and talked to them
They came up with a plan to rescue you but didn't let him into any details. Mad at the commission for lying to him he wasn't in a good headspace right now
And now Japan's most notorious criminals had escaped Tartarus. And he wasn't sure what to do anymore
"Hawks?" Endeavor asked again
Hawks snapped out of it and shook his head giving Endeavor a forced smile, "Sorry, no I don't know about this" he lied, "We should go patrol the streets though, the civilians must be scared"
Mirko hummed and stood up, "I'm heading to Jaku city, I heard there was some commotion over there"
Hawks eyes widened as he recognized the city, the one you were in, "No, you should stay here. I'll go"
Hawks stood up and put his visors back on, waving goodbye to both pro heroes. Ready to take lift until suddenly he felt someone pull him back
"Hey if you want an autograph just ask-"
"What are you hiding?" Mirko cut him off
Hawks turned around to see the bunny hero holding onto the collar of his jacket, "Oh Mirko, I said I'll go to Jaku city you can stay back and-"
"I asked you a question" Mirko mumbled flashing a grin, "Now answer now that I'm asking nicely"
Hawks sighed and scratched the back of his head averting his gaze from the bunny hero, "It's nothing" he muttered
"For a talkative person, you were awfully quiet in there. You and Endeavor always have something to say. And just right now you didn't even look at him. Now answer the question, what exactly are you hiding?" Mirko asked, this time without a smile. Hands gripping tighter to his collar as she pulled him closer to her
Hawks focused his sight on his fellow hero colleague and remembered how you and her got along well. Guess it wouldn't hurt him to tell her what was going on. That and from the looks of things it didn't seem like she was going to let him off easy
"It's Y/N," Hawks said, "She was kidnapped by the Meta Liberation Army. Now the league went off to rescue her, and I'm guessing their leader or something helped break out some prisoners in Tartarus"
Mirko's ears drooped as she listened. Her eyes narrowed and gritted teeth, "They kidnapped her?" she uttered, "My little carrot?"
"Mirko, Y/N's a villain. She's the one that created that drug Overhaul used. She also supplies the league with pharmaceuticals" Hawks uttered, "She-"
"She got kidnapped" Mirko interrupted, "I couldn't care less about anything else, our jobs as Heroes are to protect and save those needing saving, no?" she asked
"You're telling me right now the villains are rescuing her and not us?" She yelled, anger and frustration fueling inside of her as the birdman stood there awkwardly trying to calm her down, "Has the world turned upside down?"
"Alright," Hawks mumbled trying to loosen her hold on him, "Let's go help her, yeah?" he said slightly terrified that the bunny hero was going to hurt him, "They're in Jaku City, now come on let's go"
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Death is burning and death is slow, no matter what. Unless your brain goes, you feel it until you feel nothing ever again
Prior to death, you get tunnel vision. Your brain is wired on so many chemicals that your vision starts to blur and get hyper focused. Around that time, you start losing motor functions and probably focus very hard on one limb or on your injury. They stop being able to move after a while.
The reason isn't just your nerves - it's blood flow. All you know is when you died you felt your heart beating fast and then slow and hard. You started to feel, after or during your death rattle, your blood slowing down.
You feel it slow to a crawl and thicken. You feel it stop and it hurts. It burns because it's sticky and gumming up your veins. You feel your heart stop and then you feel it burn because it's being tugged on by the blood inside of it giving in to gravity and pulling on it just like the rest of the blood in your body
You feel yourself go. You're just glad you died in the hands of the person you loved. You were dead for only a few seconds, but still, you died. No heart activity, no brain activity. You were gone
Keyword were
Next thing you knew, you were woken up to the pungent smell of disinfectant. Your eyes opening slowly to the sound of a heart monitor. With a half-lidded gaze you noticed the room you were in.
Pristine and clean. You could hear the IV and monitors beeping, indicating you were alive. And under the touch of your hand you could feel a hard bed with thin sheets spread over you.
You were in a hospital room
Squinting in an attempt to sharpen the blurred images before you, you stared at the ceiling aimlessly. You must've been jacked with a whole lot of sedatives because you felt drowsy and sleepy
Out of impulse, your hand traveled to your neck, just under your jawline you pressed down on the stinging area. You felt a scar and flinched at the pain.
Looking down, you realized Toga was on the bed with you. Sound asleep, her head cradled against your side. An arm under your pillow and the other wrapped around your waist. Her little feet dangling off the edge
Behind her, you saw Twice and Spinner sitting on the floor, against the wall. Eyes closed, Their head's leaning on each other's
Mr.Compress was there too, in the corner of the room sitting on a chair, legs crossed as his hat laid on his lap. His head thrown back against the wall as he slept
Craning your head to the other side careful not to wake Toga up, your eyes searching for a certain raven-hair boy
Instead you came across a white-haired Dabi leaning over on your bed, arms crossed as he slept. A smile crawled on your face as you reached over with your hand to gently touch his hair. Soft as ever.
On another chair you noticed Stain. Legs spread as he leaned down, elbows resting on his knees, hands together as he faced the floor
Lifting his head to rest his chin on his hand, a hitching gasp escaped your mouth as his crimson eyes met yours
He ran his hands through his hair, making it stick up in loops and curls. A surprised breath leaving his mouth as his eyes widened. His face the picture of relief.
You almost couldn't feel yourself breathe. Like an earthquake hitting your heart, cracking it right down in the middle. In you, there was more feeling than any one person should ever have to contain
Drawing in a breath you reached out with your right hand over to him, your palm up to hold his
His back straightening, he drew his gaze from your face down to your hand. Slowly, without making a sound, he sat himself on the edge of the chair so that his hand could reach yours
His calloused hand on your soft one
You were so used to Dabi's rugged palms brushing against yours. The roughness of his scars and staples. That Stain's rough touch didn't bother you, instead it brought you a sense of solace
"Hey little sister," He murmured, his voice deep and raspy, exactly like how you remembered, "You alive?"
You hummed as you tried to hold back the tears that you could feel forming. Your eyes glossing over at the dark circles underneath his eyes.
He reached over with his other hand, pushing back little strands of hair that were covering your forehead, "Easy," he whispered, "You just got out of surgery"
You sobbed quietly, muffled cries as you covered your mouth with your other hand. You weren't really paying attention to what he was saying, you were too busy accepting reality. Grasping on the idea your brother was really in front of you, alive and well
"You're back" you murmured, holding on tight to his hand, "You really are back"
Stain sighed and tilted his head to the side, "I told you I would come back, didn't I?"
Your jaw shook in anger. Your eyes welled up in tears as you stared down at your feet, "No, you were a goner" you mumbled, voice shaky, "You were literally going to be killed a few days ago"
Stain looked back at you and gave you a threatening glance as he ordered you to be quiet. But you couldn't help it, you had to get everything you were feeling out of your chest
Maybe it was the thrill of knowing you cheated death. But the rush of dying and coming back to life was enough to give you the guts to say all this
You felt shame and frustration crawl up in the pit of your stomach. And it wasn't the stab wound.
"I was told, they were going to kill you," you said in a low whisper, "I heard about the death trial"
Stain faced the window. He didn't let go of your hand. Instead, a heavy sigh left his mouth
"I don't know how you know about that," he muttered, his voice calm and steady, "But everything's fine, I didn't die and neither did you"
The warmth of the tears lingered on your cheeks. Your hand clutched more firmly on his, "You were going to be killed because of me" you murmured,
"I had to choose between you or the league.. and I chose the latter. I didn't know what the best possible course of action was back then.. to this day I still don't know.. But what I do know is I couldn't.. I couldn't lose them" you uttered, "I'm a horrible person-I'm sorry Chizome, I-" stopping as the tight feeling in your throat grew stronger you felt yourself choking on air
"Y/N calm down, your injuries are still fresh you don't want to reopen your wound," Stain murmured, trying to calm you down
"Are you even listening?" you whispered shouted, frustration and anger boiling over like a hot teapot kettle
"Y/N-"
"I chose them over you, with no repercussion of what I was doing to you. Why aren't you mad? lecture me, scold me, anything" you cried, starting to get annoyed at his dismissive behavior
He was like this since you could remember. Unconsciously dismissing your thoughts and feelings in no regard to how it made you feel
"Shh calm down" Stain murmured, "You want me to get mad at you, but I won't. Not when you're in this condition. Now.. is there something you're not telling me?.. seems like you're trying to project what you're feeling onto me"
His words were strained, but he was right.
It wasn't that you wanted him to be mad at you, it was that you were mad at him but didn't know how to tell
You squeezed his hand and the tricky sensation of tears ran up your nose once again, but this time you managed to will them away, "When you were taken away to prison.." you uttered, "I was mad at the world for taking away my own family. But the one who took the cherry on top for my anger was.. you"
Stain gritted his teeth, jaw tightening. He was going to say something but stopped himself before he would say something that would hurt you.
"I shed a lot of tears, lost a lot of sleep, buried my face in work and studies. I started self-medicating for a while but that only made my anxiety and hyperactivity even worse" you mumbled
Stain's eyes felt scratchy, he was jittery with coffee and raw from sleeplessness, "You were mad at me?" he uttered, "But I gave you everything"
Your shoulders tensed and you gulped, "It's because you try to give me everything that I ended up with nothing" you mumbled
The villain's eyes grew a little wider from what you were insinuating, "What are you trying to say, Y/N?"
Now you made him mad
"I made sure you always had food, clothes, shelter, an education," he gritted his teeth, "Taught you how to defend yourself, made sure you never had to worry about money. I quit school and became a vigilante. I did everything I possibly could so you could live a good life" you felt him tense under your touch
You reached over to him and tussled a hand in his dark hair, thumbing his warm cheek, "But you weren't there for me emotionally" you muttered, trying to keep your voice low, "After our parent's death...you shunned me out for the majority of my life. Barely spoke to me. We had just lost our parents, and I was starting to lose you too"
"I had a responsibility as your older brother" Stain retorted, "To make sure you never went hungry or homeless. I was only doing what I was supposed to, why does this upset you?"
"Because I wanted a brother, not a provider" you whimpered, lips parting to say something further, "I felt shitty, like just another responsibility to you"
A solemn tear fell down Stain's cheek as you brushed it away. He furrowed his brows and shook his head. Not wanting to accept what you were saying.
"No" he uttered, "You were never a burden to me. And I talked to you all the time, you just don't remember" he murmured
You shook your head and crossed your arms, "It wasn't until I started high school you started opening up to me, but by then you were all over the news and media. The whole world hated you so we couldn't even do stuff together" you mumbled
Stain's throat let out a broken sort of noise as he grabbed your hand from his face, and stared down at the hospital floor
"You would always tell me you loved me. And that you were doing what you thought was best for us" you said dryly
His jaw hung loose, a look of surprise and hurt on his face, "But I was doing what was best for you"
"No, you were doing what was best for society," you remarked, "I just wanted my older brother back, not the hero-killer the world now hates"
"I grew up with the mentality that loving someone sometimes involved leaving them, distancing yourself from them" you murmured
You recalled about a week ago when you tried to leave Dabi, when you tried to break up with him.
"I was this close to walking out of someone's life" you continued, "Thinking I needed to leave them, that what I was doing was the best thing for them" you shut your eyes, your lower lip trembling, "But then he called me his home and I-" you opened your eyes and slowly let out a heavy breath of air, "That's when I knew what I was doing was wrong. You don't do stuff like that to someone you love. Even when you think you're doing it for their best."
"I'm so sorry small fry" he murmured, this time getting up from his chair to come closer to you, "All I ever wanted to do was protect you. I tried to raise you in the only way I knew how to, it might've not been the most loving and affectionate way.. but you gotta understand... after our parent's death I just wasn't the same.. " he trailed off
Your lower lip starting to shake as the realization hit you like a dagger
no pun intended
"You were just as alone as me, weren't you?" you murmured, "You just didn't want to tell me"
He sighed, then looked at you again squeezing your hand softly, "It was just the two of us" he mumbled, "One of us had to put on a brave face"
"I guess that's what they call 'tough love'" you sniffed, "I hate it"
Abruptly his arm wrapped tightly around your shoulders, your face buried in his chest, "Don't ever doubt others love for you, not when they haven't given you a reason to" he murmured, "And I'm sorry for almost ruining your relationship with that person"
You sniffled while wiping the tears from your eyes, "I'm also sorry" you whispered, "I was just bottling this up for such a long time, and then I thought you were going to die.. then I almost died..."
Stain chuckled lightly and shook his head, "I know" he whispered back, " And I know you're no longer a kid.. not like I ever treated you like one.. But know, I'll always be there for you. You're my baby sister after all, my everything. And I'll always fight for you. You're my priority from now on," he stopped and stared downward, "and something tells me, he feels the same way"
Your lips quivering, you followed his gaze. Your eyes landing on the white-haired male sleeping soundly next to you. He had shuffled in his sleep and was now lazily laying his arm over your legs, his head nuzzling your thigh
"Is he..is he okay?" you asked Stain, eyes glossing as you sniffed quietly.
Stain leaned over, laying his head on top of yours as he frowned trying to recall the few shared dialogue's with him, "Physically? Kinda, Mentally? Definitely not"
You scrunched your nose and reached your hand to him, gingerly stroking his hair as you saw his chest rise and fall as he slept, "He looks tired" you yawned softly, running your fingers through his jagged hair
"Yeah.. well.. he might've gone a little insane trying to find you help. Not to mention since we got here, he refused to eat, sleep, or leave your side" Stain muttered slightly annoyed at the last part, "I had to paralyze him to physically unlatch him from you. We went back to your place to bring you a new set of clothes and so he could shower and change- oh by the way your front door is missing," he said midsentence, "So yeah, you can say the boy's worn out"
Sheepily you covered your face with a hand, mumbling something underneath your breath
"Y/N, what exactly are you to him?" he mumbled as he receded back into his chair, catching sight of you taking quick glances at Dabi inbetween the opening of your fingers
You brought your hands to your lap and reached over to grab Stain's hand once again, a tiny smirk playing on your lips
That's when he seemed to understand and mouthed a small oh, the tiny smile on his lips almost teasing
"So you like the boy" Stain uttered shyly, "Don't tell me it's cause of his uh.. 'aesthetic' " he grinned, gesturing to Dabi's piercings and staples as he tried to hold back a laugh
You stuck your tongue at him and squeezed his hand, "Stop bullying my boyfriend" you murmured, "I really like him-love actually"
Stain realized that his relationship with you wasn't as great as he believed it to be. But today you were honest with him. Brutally honest. And now that he was back together with you, he swore he was going to do his best to rebuild his bond with you
The one that was severely broken on that night your parents were taken away from you, the night both of your innocence was left behind along with the ashes of the place you once called home
"So what is it you love about him?" Stain asked as he rubbed small circles with his thumb on your hand
Looking down at the needle jammed inside of you, slightly drowsy you softly squeezed his hand and a smile played on your lips
"I guess he reminds me of you, he has strong ideals. And he's always looking out for me, and if anyone tries to mess with me he won't hesitate to make them fry chicken" you smiled
"But then.. there's that other side of him where he's only vulnerable to me. Where when he's scared, he looks at me for reassurance, when he's hurt he trusts I'll care for his wounds. We both have learned something from each other. Learn to confide, trust, love..And deep down, I think that terrifies us both. After all, I'm just a girl and he's just a boy. All those labels society throws out, villains, heroes, quirk, quirkless, they don't matter to him... or me. I can be myself and not worry about what anyone will think of me because he loves me for who I am, and I love him for who he is"
You turned and stared at Stain, him staring back as you spoke, "I've found strength in knowing I have a love, a partner in crime. And now, life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. He doesn't know it but...He's inspired me to keep fighting.. to be the best version of myself" you stopped and rubbed your eyes as another yawn left your mouth
"He's also a wanted villain with mommy and daddy issues but that's beside the point" you murmured in between another yawn
Stain was staring at you and you could see the corners of his eyes crinkling as a smirk crawled on his lips, "Sounds like my little sister is in love" he cooed, "Now I'm going to have to kill the guy"
You felt your eyes get heavy, the effect of the drugs were kicking in again but you were fighting the urge. You wanted to keep talking to Stain, to tell him how you felt. To finally have that brother-sister dynamic you wanted all those years
"Ha ha ha" you mocked, "Not funny"
You cocked your head to the side, and marinated on Stain's words, "You know, the first time he told me he loved me, I brushed it aside- didn't believe him" you mumbled, "But the first time I said it, they left my lips naturally. The words, like they were there all along, waiting to be said"
Stain kept coursing his thumb back and forth as you leaned your head back. Eyes closed, smile wide. You genuinely seemed content, in love.
It was clear as day that this Dabi guy had changed you
Since your parents died, the both of you weren't the same. Stain used to be a loving and caring brother. But then it was like something in him broke that night your house caught on fire. He still loved you and cared for you. He might've not raised you the way you wanted, and become absent in ap
"He doesn't sound as half bad as he looks," Stain said, "Guess I'm going to have a talk with him sometime soon"
"You haven't spoken to him yet?" You asked curiously as you open your eyes again and tilted your head to the side
Your brother and boyfriend talking and getting to know each other..
Oh brother, if only you could get the juicy details
Stain shook his head and a small laugh escaped his lips, "Not really," he grinned, "He did ask me to help remove his hair dye though"
The image of Dabi sitting down like a kid as Stain helped undyed his hair crossed your mind. Oh how much would you give to have had witnessed that
"Now, did any of these assholes mess with you?" Stain said, breaking the silence as his eyes scanned the room
You smirked and responded with a 'no'. Telling him they were all great. Like a great big dysfunctional family
"They're something alright, especially the kid with the reptilian quirk. He's um..."
"Spinner, your biggest fanboy" you smiled, "He's really sweet, so be nice to him"
"Damn.. I didn't know I had a whole Fanclub, " he muttered
Literally, the whole league was his own personal Fanclub, everyone but Tomura, speaking of which.. you just now realized he was nowhere in sight
"Anyways we can talk more tomorrow, right now go back to sleep. I bet they're excited to see you early in the morning. It's only... 1 am? Damn it's already the next day. I guess I got carried away, can't blame me though I haven't seen you in months" Stain whispered, as he leaned over once again to kiss the top of your head
Little by little, showing you small signs of affection. Like he used to when you were little
"Don't let of my hand" you mumbled, interlacing his fingers with yours, "If you have to go to the bathroom, hold it in"
Head slightly nodding, he squeezed your hand, "Alright you big baby, now go to sleep"
He sat back down in his chair. Scooting it closer to you. He noticed how your eyes had completely changed. In just a few minutes, you had a different look on your face
Not the same look you had when you were bleeding out on the floor back at the Meta-Liberation Army. Not a look of resentment and guilt.
Instead, there was a gleam of hope in your eyes
You let out a last sigh of ease and closed your eyes. Ready to see the league in the morning, ready to see Dabi
Stain closed his eyes too, his hand with yours as the both of you lightly started snoring
Tonight wasn't how you picture you would reunite with your brother. And it definitely didn't go as you panned out
The both of you in a hospital room, shedding tears, emotions spilled everywhere. It was a mess. But not once in your 21 years of living with Stain, were you as close and open with him as you were tonight
You discovered that your brother never resented you this whole time or saw you as a burden. He was just trying to care and love you in the only way he knew how. He wasn't the best older brother. But could you blame him? He had to raise you all alone at the age of 13. Your house, ablaze. Your parents, dead. He did the best he could with what he had. Which was practically nothing.
And as for Stain, he became aware of the fact that you weren't as tough as you looked. You were only a kid who wanted love and affection. To be reassured that you weren't just another responsibility. He also learned that you found new friends, and fell in love all too quickly, so much that your little heart couldn't keep up. And you were learning how to deal with these new waves of emotions. All by yourself. And he couldn't help but feel happy for you.
The air in the room felt lighter. Stain's grasp on you, softer
He still had to talk to Dabi, the person who appeared to have won over your heart. The one who you seemed to be so fond of, the one who this whole time was awake...
Unable to stand it any longer, his eyelids finally rose, slowly revealing sparkling sapphire, glowering at you, his soft gaze protected by a thin shield of water
Dabi observed the look on your face as you slept. He heard everything, every word, every cry, every confession...
He wanted to interrupt you several times and say all the things he felt in his heart as well. But you and Stain were having an intimate conversation, healing old wounds. He knew better than to butt in. After all, he knew exactly what it was to want to have a sibling to rely upon. Someone to tell your worries, your frustrations
He once had that
Once, a long time ago
But now he had someone else. Someone different. Someone who understood him
You
And that's all he wanted, all he needed
Now you were reunited with your brother. The man that inspired him in the first place, the one that gave him the strength to leave his own home. He who reminded him to keep on fighting for a different society
A different life. A better life. One in which he dreamed of
With you by his side
He blinked slowly and felt a cool clear liquid stream down his face over his piercings, and on his scars
His watery blue eyes glistening in the dark hospital room
The tears coming to a halt as they landed on the corner of his mouth. Causing him to open it slightly, enough to taste the salty liquid on his tongue
Tightening in his throat and a short intake of breath, he gasped finding himself dumbfounded
For the first time in years, was he finally able to once again remember the taste of his teardrops
He was certain his tear ducts were burned completely. His glands, unable to secrete tears anymore
Not wanting to forget this feeling, he refused to wipe the tears and instead with a smile, he lightly pressed his lips on your thigh. Teardrops dampening the white hospital sheets as he exhaled shakily whispering something underneath his breath before falling asleep
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Earlier
"Her quirk manifested?" Hawks in disbelief, "How?"
Mirko slapped the back of Hawks head making him groan in pain, "She was also dead for a good minute or so, and that's what you're worried about" she muttered annoyingly
"Uh, yes her quirk manifested. And she was actually dead for 52 seconds" the doctor murmured as he looked over his charts
The doctor furrowed his brow and let out a 'tsk' sound, "This sort of thing is rare, but it can happen. Her quirk must've been repressed at an early age in order for it to go dormant for so long " he explained
Hawks and Mirko gave each other a confused glance and looked back at the doctor
"Is she going to be okay?" Mirko asked worriedly
The doctor smiled warmly and nodded, "Her stats show a lot of brain activity even as she sleeps, but it's because of her quirk. It was inactive for such a long time, her body is still trying to keep up with it" he said
"Doctor, can you tell us what her quirk is?" Hawk's ask
The doctor narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms, "It's hard to tell.." he trailed off, "Do you know her family's quirk pedigree?" he asked
Hawks and Mirko shook their head
The doctor pursed his lips to say something until a huge ruckus was heard on the other side of the door
"Toga shut up! They're going to hear us snooping" Spinner hissed
"No they won't, plus I just heard Y/N's quirk manifested!" she exclaimed, "Isn't that exciting!?"
Twice narrowed his eyes and placed his hands over his head in fear, "You mean she's going to be even stronger now?" he felt shivers crawl up his spine, "Scary..."
"Do you think that's how she defeated Re-Destro?" Mr.Compress asked curiously, "It's the only explanation"
Suddenly Hawks head popped out the door and gave them a menacing stare, "Will you all shut up? We're trying to find out what's wrong with Y/N"
"How about you tell us what's going on?" Toga shouted back, "And where's Mr.Stainy and Dabi?"
Hawks narrowed his eyes and flick his tongue, "I saw them leave a few minutes, they'll be back"
"When can we see Y/N?" Mr.Compressed asked, "We miss her dearly"
"Are they also pro heroes?" the doctor asked as he looked over the league, "They're very concerned for their friend"
Mirko smiled nervously and nodded her head, "Anyways, Dr.Jones, thank you for accepting our help on short notice. Hawks here will fly you back to the states once Y/N has recovered"
"I will?!" Hawks groaned making his way over back to the doctor and bunny hero, "Why can't I just buy him a plane ticket?"
Suddenly he felt another slap on the head by Mirko
The doctor smiled warmly and shook his head holding his hand out, "It's no problem at all really. Plus I owed Hawks a favor anyways. I'll keep checking out on her, for now she needs plenty of rest. She was badly hurt, and her lower intestine was nearly torn"
The heroes thanked the doctor and waved him goodbye as they made their way to the waiting room