A/N
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Chapter 19-
Y/n POV
Three big buff men all standing in black, how cliche really. You'd think the agency would have some taste in their style.
"Ah hello boys! I was just busy-" I fiddled with my hands trying to create a motion to help clarify the situation "dealing with him. He grabbed me by the arm! Can't you believe it!" I started to laugh at my own shenanigans before a trident of some kind flew right by me, making my flyaway hairs catch the air it split.
"Look, woman. What do you want?" The man in the middle called before the trident came right back to him.
"Man I hate talking, let's get to the fighting please for the love of god?" I said as I started to summon rings of eyes around me, while charging up my bolts from my finger.
"Been waiting for this one, boss." The one on the far right said as he cracked his knuckles.
He came charging in at me, an easy, predictable target.
When he was face to face with me, he started throwing punches. This mans speed was ridiculous high, I assume it's his quirk because no humanly person can do this. But my eyes caught on to every move and flinch he created, only to let it go in flying seconds.
I put my fists at my face, blocking every time I saw him coming through but this wasn't enough.
At one point he stopped punching at me and rather aimed at my eyes.
The quick blindness taking over me was enough to send my body into an instinctual state. My oblique ripped open as an arm was created, punching the man in the gut. He backed up a few paces and came charging again, this time I was ready. I kicked him in his stomach, him immediately losing footing.
I walked over, rather impatiently. I was going to pin him down even harder before one of my remaining eyes caught a glimpse from behind me.
The hairs on my neck immediately stood up. My wings sprouted from my back within seconds, the haste creating a cutting feeling through my shoulder blades down to the very end of my ribcage. My wings flew in a downward motion, sweeping me into the air. The sound of a billet rang through the air.
I quickly turned my body, seeing the suspect. It was the man in the middle of the group. Off in the distance I was able to see Quackity causally talking to the last guy. Guess his quirk really did have something of use.
I glided down with immense speed, the scenery around me quickly becoming a blur. The man I am targeting at has his gun out, aiming. I started to fly in an unstable pattern to throw him off but his aim kept following. That was until I started charging up a bullet of my own, the tips of my fingers becoming nothing less than the bright color of gold. The man within 10 feet of me closed one eye and licked his lips. And that's when it was heard. The sound of a released bullet being heard. I felt myself falling, right behind him.
I laid there, my breathing slowing. My fingers twitched, I could feel droplets falling down my wing.
"STAR!" I heard Quackity yell with immediate footsteps.
"Stop! I will blow her brains out right now if you come even a step closer." The man said with a steady tone. Quackity stopped. I saw him drop to his knees, his hands probably feeling the gravel that they lied on top of. His mouth was agape and his eyes held tears.
The man that was in front of me started to walk over. His feet stopped right in front of my face before he bent down.
"Not so sly now, are we?"
I smirked.
"I guess not." I said. I summoned a leg and kicked him right in the abdomen. He staggered a few steps behind him. That's when I took my chance to jump up and run towards him. When I got close enough I threw a hook into his jaw. A guttural groan left his mouth, but I wasn't done. Right before he fell, I grabbed ahold of his neck.
"Not so sly, are we now gunslinger?" I laughed before dropping him to the ground.
I looked at the two unconscious bodies on the ground before yelling,
"Oi! We have cables right?" I sat there observing the bodies. But not a word left Quackity's mouth. When I looked over his face had a mix of shock, happiness, but also sadness mixed within in, but he still looked at the ground.
"Hey," I said, and his head perked up "It takes a lot to kill an angel, sweetheart. Now go get me the cable." Quackity nodded with a smirk before running towards the truck we had parked not too far down. I picked up the bodies on both my shoulders before shooting myself into the air.
On the roof was pitch black. A night darkness that could cover anything and everything. I placed the people on there before looking around to see my view. I was overlooking a city. The city lights glowed and flickered. How the days I could do this everyday flew by. And then the wind started to come in. The whispers of the wind flowing through one ear right out of the other. That's until a noise of not a whisper entered within earshot distance.
A metal footstep.
I got low and turned around towards the roof I was on. The dark of the moon covered everything except a pair of glowing eyes. A red pair of glowing eyes. God how I wished I could have George to help manipulate my vision.
"You're not slick, tough guy." I said, more to myself than anything. Begging that a reply would not come...but it did.
"Tough guy? Far from it honestly...but I would say more loyal." A deep voice said.
"Show yourself, motherfucker." I said as I squinted my eyes.
As he walked into the illumination of the street lamp below us I saw him. Sam.
His iconic downward turned face, with a strong build. He wore armor that a god could wear, and wield weapons that only the smartest would know how to enchant.
"Y/n." The exiting of my name from his mouth sent shivers down my spine. The schedule Ponk got..it was wrong. And unfortunately, I was going to pay for it. "It's been a while hasn't it? Don't you like the power I hold over people now? The wealth? The prosperity? Oh kid, you don't even know." He chuckled lowly to himself before continuing, "Why are you even here?" He laughed to himself, more. His cocky, evil-hearted laugh.
"You got the wrong person bud. My name is Black Star. Now if you want to dance, let's dance motherfucker."
"Well if you're offering so kindly, I'll gladly take you on."
The one thing I despised fighting with Sam was his quirk. He took it on from a creeper, just like how his mask did. He drops bombs with the simple wave of his hand.
As I was lost in my own thought Sam crept on me, sending a punch to my jaw. I fell down the building roof. My wings glided me down to the ground. As my feet touched the floor below me I put a hand at my jaw rubbing it. At that moment I knew Sam was kidding anymore. I lowered myself to a more defensive position before yelling out the anger he boiled inside me.
"That hurt you fucker!" I said while laughing.
That's when he started to walk closer with his fists up, ready to treat me like some punching bag.
"God your wings are lovely, remind me somebody I knew. It's a shame I'll have to turn them to a crisp black color."
He closed in on me starting to throw punches from multiple different directions. I put my hands up to protect my face. His quirk never had this kind of speed, he must've used enchantments of some sort because there was no leaving this punching-bag-of-a-ring without killing myself in the process; so let's do the logical thing. Tear my body to bits and pieces. I felt the stretch of my body go into an overload. The summoning of over 20 legs strained my lower back due to the extra added weight. But with this extra addition and his lack of control of his momentum I took a step backwards and kicked in a certain direction. The direction wasn't to an exact location but I knew he would have eventually made it back around in the loop to fly into such an idiotically planned projectile.
As soon as the kick was over I pulled back in every limb. I heard skidding and eventually a thud. The dust around me arised. I looked for him in front of me, but Sam was gone. I laughed.
This man is fucking nuts.
"What? Did i send you to the atmosphere old man?" I said with a shaky exhale. That...really took the energy out of me. I've never done such a thing and now I realize why. It exhausted me.
I felt the sweat starting to trickle down, but that's not what i'm worrying about. It's the fact that every one of my sense went hyperaware. And in the very moment I heard steps behind me with a slight hiss.
"You've gotten slower, sweetheart."
An overbearing boom took over the once quiet atmosphere. The shaking of an explosion cracked the ground it sat above. And I went flying. Everything around me quickly becoming a blur.
Pain.
Pain.
Pain.
Tears.
My wings took the full blow. I hit a wall after skidding on the floor. I felt my wings drop, dead weight. Tears started to cascade down my face. The overbearing amount of pain was starting to hit me in waves. My body is shaking now. Relentlessly. My breathing no longer even but broken, and scattered. And now here come the sobs. My sobs came out so loud;
God couldn't I quiet down? It can't be that bad! Just stand up!
As soon as I tried standing up, using whatever wall was near me as support I fell back down. The body-wracking tears and sobs started to come out at full potential. And then I heard walking.
I lifted my head up the slightest to see Sams built physique walking towards me. I put my head back down, knowing how he is.
He stopped in front of me and bent down, picking up my face so I could face him. My tears already cleaning my face of the fallen ash in streaks. I knew I couldn't beat Sam without back up. He trained me with Dream for most of my life. I knew I could never beat him. My quirk was never made for his type of combat. Fuck, fuck, fuck. FUCK.
"I'm so sorry it had to turn out like this. I loved you y/n. I really did. And I still do." As he stood back up he grabbed my head of hair.
I screamed, it was unbearable. The weight of my body and wings while compiled up with the fact I can't even hold myself, all held on the strings of such a delicate material. I cried harder. Fuck! Dream where are you? Quackity, did he fucking leave? I'm not going to die, am I?
"But business is business." And than I started to feel my body gain speed right in the direction of the wall. He was going to kill me.
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