I like writing aizawa pov's he's an mood
Radioactive POV
"What the fuck do you want?!" She yelled.
The strange sentiment seemed to smile, black tendrils curling around the base of a giant cross stuck to the ground. Radioactive could feel it more that see it. It was a strange nothingness that resembled a human. At least to her mind.
"It's been a millennia since the last human came."
The voice spoke directly in her head, overriding her thoughts. After it came a strange itch settling in her mind. She recognized the feeling as hate. Whatever this is, Radioactive hated it.
Black inky tendrils swirled, stretching across the gray sky, blocking out the meager light that came though the smoke filled sky. On the ground, debris was scattered, and the white flames burned brighter as the other light source was obstructed.
This shitty fuck is supposed to be my demon? What the fuck?
As if on cue, two figures appeared on both branches of the cross. They stood there, slowly materializing.
The one on the right had eyes a toxic green-yellow color. A long, thin scar ran diagonally under her left eye, and her hair was short and black. She was wearing a suit identical to her own. A pair of twisted horns grew out from the area above her ear, curling backwards like goat horns.
The other one had narrowed eyes. Her irises were a bright vermillion shade that rivaled the red of blood. Her hair was long and wavy at the end and appeared to be silver with a few touches of blonde. Radioactive's eyes narrowed at the too-familiar outfit it wore. It was one she hadn't put on for years.
The inky tendrils snaked around their feet. Their eyes focused on her. Radioactive suddenly realized she could move again.
Radioactive gritted her teeth, balancing her weight on both legs in a combat stance.
The dark haired demon leapt off of the cross, arms moving into the familiar bracing position. An bow appeared in her hands, arrow loaded.
Radioactive managed to dodge just in time, the arrow flew where her neck had been a second ago.
Can I do that too? She wondered. Radioactive had a hutch about how this works.
"Snipe!" She yelled as her demon self drew another arrow out of nowhere.
Nothing happened.
"Bow!" Radioactive said. A familiar longbow appeared in her hand, arrow drawn.
Before the demon could fire, Radioactive had already shot her five times.
"Well, seems like greed is weaker than expected." There was that pesky voice in her head again. "But this is my dimension. You can't beat me."
"Shouldn't this be my dimension as well? Because technically these whatchamacallit's are a carnation of my shitty feelings?!" She shot at the semi-transparent ghost of the demon. Unsurprisingly, it phased right though it.
It took the void a second too long to reply. She mentally patted herself on the back, knowing she was onto something. "You'll be dead if not for me." The being replied.
The other demon, Yoi, stepped off the cross. She landed with two feet on the ground, kicking up dust clouds.
"I have no idea why the fuck I'm here." She stated, walking towards Radioactive. "But it seems like I'm you. Or something. At least that's what the fucking eyeball told me."
"Then it said a whole lot of shit about hosts and living? What the fuck." Yoi-Radioactive scoffed.
"Stop." The ominous voice said. Yoi laughed.
"Thing is, if I kill you I get to possess your body?" Yoi shrugged as Radioactive's eyes narrowed. "Kirai, if you're going to fight, fucking face me." She said this while tilting her head upwards, where a giant eye was lodged in the swirling black mass above them. It blinked.
"Hey, other me." Yoi smirked. "How about a temporal alliance to beat the shit out of them?"
"You're sassy, Yoi." Radioactive replied starkly. "Alliance accepted."
"Call me R." She dodged a tendril that tried to grab her leg. Furious energy was erupting from the eye. Radioactive would be lying if she said it didn't make her feel satisfied. Fuck you, weird ass eyeball.
"First things first, who's Kirai?" She questioned, dodging a blast of red energy from one of the wisps.
"This is your last w-"
Radioactive shot an arrow into the dead center of the eye. And ten more. It screeched at the eleven arrows slammed into it's retina in less than a second.
All the black vines of shadows disappeared. Radioactive doubled over, suddenly feeling recoil in her legs. That definitely felt like being dropped from a two story building. Not that it was unexpected. Turns out she still can control her body while her consciousness is in this weird place.
"Kirai is the demon spirit of Hatred." R began as she stood up again. "It took over your body, and just now she let go of it."
"Skip the bullshit and tell me how to get out of here." Radioactive crossed her arms. She felt an odd energy coming from where the eyeball was, and a jolt of panic rippled though her, knowing they had just a few seconds until that thing arrives.
"It feeds off your negative emotions." The Yoi spirit started speaking fast. "The greed demon and I are direct carnations, meaning it was from you, not Kirai."
"Also-"
The black tendrils appeared again like a storm, latching on to Radioactive's arms, yanking her down until the ground beneath her feet seemed to turn to quicksand.
Seriously, could people stop trying to kill her?
Aizawa POV
"Midoriya what the fwak is going on?"
"I don't-" He started to say but was interrupted.
The 4-winged angel let out a scream, and fell out of the sky. It's wings vanished in a puff of smoke, leaving the woman free-falling. Midoriya leapt forward, prepared to catch the falling villain.
But Aizawa saw the way her body was angled, tense and ready for recoil. Her slow movement, barely concealed by her momentum, was messy... but still there.
He made a split second decision.
"MIDORIYA! STOP!" His weapon pulled the teenager back, and the other end of it looped over a streetlight before arcing down towards the villain.
Her arm swung back, catching the end of the weapon. Using the momentum of the fall, she swung in an half arc before her feet slammed into the building next to the streetlamp.
"She's unconscious!" Midoriya yelled, leaning over the edge of the building.
Aizawa ran over the buildings, cautiously crouching down to see the villain slumped against the wall.
"Was she unconscious this whole time? Impressive..." Aizawa muttered, wondering what other monsters Shinigami had trained.
He pushed that aside, wondering what caused the woman to suddenly grow wings. He turned to his student.
"What do you know?"
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