I have obtained the Mob Psycho.
Shout out to my little sister for the birthday present. Also I just found out my birthday is just a day before Mob's. >:}

Also I made Jesus an MHA character. XD

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][ Previously: Elyse's past is actually pretty sad. Reigen's is actually pretty sad... They should date! ][

Tsubomi:
Hey, Mob?
If it is alright...
Can I visit your school for a day?
I have a research paper due in a week and wanted it to be about UA.
I understand if you can't have me. Just wanted to see if it was an option.

     Tsubomi sat at her computer on the phone, already researching what she could about the school. This was their last big project before winter break. One of her classmates had gone above and beyond by traveling to one of the top hero agencies for a series of interviews, and her often hidden competitive nature drove her to seek out a way to do something even more impressive. This was her chance, plus, this was a great way to see how her old friend was doing in person.

     It wasn't until a few hours later that Mob finally responded.

Mob:
Oh!
I'm sorry for not seeing this sooner!
I'll talk to the principle about it.

     Tsubomi was...interested in visiting? Mob's cheeks flushed. Maybe, if she's super impressed, he can tell her how he feels earlier than planned.

     He had to talk to Nezu at once!

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     "Ah, so a friend wants to visit for her school paper?" The mouse folded his paws on the large desk. The principle sighed and dipped his head, still smiling somehow. "While that would normally be allowed, as long as it took place outside of school hours, I am afraid times have changed these past few months. UA's security has taken top priority as of lately; not to mention the students sleep in dorms now for a reason."

     Mob lowered his head in utter defeat.

     "...But, we might be able to make an exception if she is promising enough. Does she have a high grade level?"

     Mob's head leapt up at once with a lil smile. "Oh! You won't have to worry about that at all. She ranks in the top ten of the whole country in her grade!"

     Shocked Nezu noises. 'This boy knows someone THAT smart?? Well, I can't pass up THIS opportunity now can I??'

    "Your friend is welcome to visit. If she comes in three days, we can even allow her to watch a training exercise."

    "Really??? Thank you, principle!"

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    Three days later, Tsubomi arrived bright and early as planned.

     The sun was just arriving as she made her appearance at the gate. Despite going to bed extra early, the disturbed sleep schedule had clearly taken ahold of her. Small dark spots hung under her eyes as she smiled and waved politely at the teens who had gathered.

     Ochako, Mina, Tsu, and pretty much all the girls were there, excited to finally meet this Tsubomi Mob had mentioned a couple times prior. A few of the guys were there too, such as Izuku, Iida, Saro, and Kaminari. Mineta had been told she wouldn't be arriving until an hour later for obvious reasons.

     And of course Mob stood front and center, ready and nervous to greet his long time friend at the gate.

     "Oh wow. A lot of people out here to greet me." Tsubomi giggled and rubbed the back of her head. Mob held back a blush best he could. Even as tired as she was, she was still so beautiful.

    Everyone went around introducing themselves. Kaminari took it up on himself to make things awkward every chance he had to subtly point out the 'crush' potential between them, since he already knew Mob's feelings. Mob...didn't even remember telling him. Ohh, how embarrassing.

   "How about a quick tour?!" Mob broke up the teasing and chatter. "Class should be starting soon, so we don't have long."

   Kaminari, 'Tch, come ON, man! I've given you like FIVE openings.. Pf, kids, amiright?'

   "That sounds like a great idea, Mob!" Tsubomi happily walked beside Mob as he led her through a very brief tour, mostly pointing at buildings they passed and explaining what they were on the way to the dorms. By the time they arrived to have a rushed breakfast -- by order of Sir Iida -- nearly everyone was shipping the two. No one knew exactly how, not even Mob, but...they actually got along really well!

   Helped that texting one another had become commonplace, sometimes with the two even updating each other on a daily basis. Mob certainly loved this change compared to how it was back at Salt middle school. Tsubomi did as well.

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   Tsubomi was allowed to nap in Momo's room as the early morning classes progressed. So, by the time the training exercises came around, she was almost fully rested!

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   This was Mob's first big training exercise. Not to mention his childhood crush was watching, which understandably made him all KINDS of nervous!

   This was also his first time meeting the class 1B students, who immediately jumped to pointing out the lack of fairness in allowing Mob to participate. Another boy would be participating as well: some purple haired guy named Shinso. Aizawa made the same case for both. That neither were properly trained, meaning they might be more of a disadvantage than an advantage in the end. That...definitely didn't rock Mob's confidence even more... Nope. Not at all.

   Mob was placed on the second team with Momo, Aoyama, Hagakure, and Tokoyami. And before he could even prepare mentally, the game was on.

   Wait, but he didn't want to hurt anyone!

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   Mob was the first one dragged into the cell. Worst of all is that his capture wasn't even planned! He just stumbled when that shadow guy jumped out of, well, the shadows, and left himself completely open to be snatched. And he was too scared to use his powers on anyone directly to attempt an escape.

   The game continued as originally planned and about halfway through there was suddenly a BOOM!
  
   On the mic, Aizawa dryly warned his young student. "Mob, you're not allowed to break yourself out of the prison." The bars were completely warped and bent outward, Mob standing just outside the cage.

   "Oh, sorry. I thought there was a cool down..." Mob walked back inside and used his telekinesis to reverse the damage.

   Class 1B -- those watching -- gawked. The first kid captured was that powerful?!

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   "YOU IDIOT, YOU DIDN'T EVEN FIGHT BACK!" Bakugo had grabbed Mob by the shoulders right after his team's terrible defeat and shook him by the shoulders.

   "I- I'm sorry, I just got really nervous!"

   In the background, the shadow guy from class 1B rubbed the back of his head and chuckled. "..Honestly glad he froze up, otherwise that game woulda been a lot harder."
   "You're telling me..."
 
   Aizawa stared judgingly at his student from across the platform. This boy certainly was a special case... But he had grace for him after witnessing that outburst from him the other day. Mob really was trying his hardest not to do that again. And for that he had a growing respect for the lad.

   Mob was too embarrassed to even look at Tsubomi for a while. ...There go his plans of confessing.

   At least he no longer had to stress about the game. He could just sit back and watch his peers beat the crap out of each other!

   ...

   Mob couldn't express his horror as something happened with Izuku. No one even knew what it was. Long, green and black whips sprouted from the greenette's hand mid fight in the final round. The struggle, terror in Izuku's eyes were what scared Mob the most... He knew that look all too well. That feeling..all too well.

   Thank goodness there were those who could help him, and their team even ended up winning. But Mob knew something was going on with his friend. He made sure to be the first to greet Izuku when he returned.

   "Izuku, are you alright??"

   "Yeah..." The older teen chuckled tiredly. "Just lost control for a minute there--" Mob surprised everyone by hugging the taller boy suddenly. He wasn't much of a hugger, but he knew that feeling all too well...

   Izuku was startled, but after a few seconds, he relaxed and hugged back.

   That's right... He wasn't the only one... Mob probably grew up feeling like this.

   ...That gave the elder just a little more comfort.

   All Might stood further back, watching as the hug came to a close. ..What was he going to do here..? This was something completely new to him! He felt like a failure for not thinking about a way to comfort his own student; the heir for One For All.

   ...Oh yeah. That's right.. Mob said he had a master too.

   He must speak with him at once.

   Maybe he has a few words of wisdom.

   ...

   Tsubomi left after dinner for home. Despite the poor quality sleep, she was bubbling inside to get the chance. She got to interview so many heroes! She even met All Might!! Truly, a dream come true she didn't even know she had.

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   After asking Mob where he could find his master, All Might left during school hours, the next day, when he had some time off to go find him.

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" 'Spirits and Such Consultation Office' "

   Welp, it was just him at the office again. Serizawa was still recovering in their apartment...probably having the time of his life teaching Teru how to play one of his retro games.

   " 'Out to lunch.' " Reigen hung a sign on the door to his office as he left. If he was quick, he'd only be gone for a few minutes.

   Now though was the perfect opportunity for a first date.

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   "Hey!" Reigen merged onto the sidewalk Elyse patrolled. At her left was a younger woman; a sidekick of some kind.

   "Oh! Hello.." Elyse grinned. Both were a little pink cheeked as they approached. "What are you doing here?"

   "I'm on lunch break. Wondering if youu.. wanted to join me?"

   "Heh, sure." Elyse smiled warmly.

   For the next twenty minutes, the two hung out talking and eating. Elyse shared her story with Reigen for the first time. And Reigen shared a little about his -- mostly boring -- life as well.

   Overall, it was a pretty chill lunch. Afterward, having a girlfriend didn't seem so daunting to him anymore.

   ...Hopefully he wouldn't screw things up.

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   Reigen returned to his office with a smile stuck to his face. He paused when he saw a man at the door. Ah, a client...

   "Heheh, sorry for making you wait so long." Reigen approached the client. The man was freaking tall! Super skinny. Like, unhealthily so. And he had long blond hair.

   "Oh, no worries. I just got here." The tall one turned and smiled politely at him. Reigen's eyes grew the size of melons.

   "W-wait, ALL MIGHT?!?!!.. What are YOU doing here!?!!?"

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   After lunch, Mob made the quick walk to work as usual. He didn't usually leave this early, but for the first time in forever he was all caught up on homework and had nothing else to do with his free time.

   The city streets were bustling this evening. Most of the action took place on the packed roads; the sidewalks were relatively spacious. It was a little warmer today, but Mob still wore an extra jacket over his clothes just to be sure.

   Mob stopped at the crosswalk and waited for the chance to cross the street. At his side, a girl with short white-ish hair stood beside him staring at the traffic lights blankly. The two were equal in height.

   Then, the sign to walk turned on and Mob stepped up beside the teen to pass her. She was refusing to move, even though she was staring at the light. Huh, maybe she was just in a daze. He decided to kindly nudge her out of it. "...The sign says you can walk."

   "Oh I know." Her voice was plain and disinterested.

   Mob stopped. "Then..what are you doing?"

   "Figuring out if this stop light is on a timer system or sensor system. I've been counting the last few rounds. I would say it's a timer, but it was a couple seconds off last turn, so I can't be sure yet."

   "..." ...Ookay, then. Mob shrugged, about to pass her when suddenly it changed, signaling for him to stop. It really went that fast??

   "Teh, the name's Zeya." Extending her hand for a shake. "Local orphan and street thief."

   "Wh?! Why would you just tell me that you're a criminal?" Not like that much wasn't at least a little obvious. Mob didn't want to judge someone based on stereotypes, but, thanks to her punk look; full of piercings and maybe even tattoos -- unless those triangles under her eyes were just drawn in -- she looked like she fir the bill of at least a rebellious teen who was willing to break some rules.

   "I like to see people's reactions. Besides, if you actually tried to call the cops on me I'd just rewind time and it'd be as though this conversation never happened." Why was she...telling him all of this? Some kind of street act?

   "Oh..." Mob only lent a small glance her way. "That is a pretty cool quirk, thought."

   "Thanks. It comes in handy out here." The teen slid her hands into her pockets and chuckled.

   "..You ever tried to become a hero with that power?" It wasn'f much, but maybe; just maybe.. he could plant the seeds of change in this criminal's heart?

   "Yeah..." She shrugged. "I tried a couple schools, but none of them accepted me, so," shrugging again, "back to the streets for me I guess."

   "Oh.. Well that's kind of sad." This conversation certainly wasn't the kind she expected to have. Did she talk to everyone like this? So openly?? Then Mob caught her eyeing his back pocket where he slid his phone. Before she could make any kind of move, Mob used his telekinesis to twist her wrist away from him and rotate her head.

   "Ay-ay, you can't use your quirk on me! That's illegal!!" She griped, now fighting against his telekinetic hold.

   "You're trying to steal from me." Mob's brows creased. That must be why she was so openly talking to him. It was all just a ruse to distract him, huh?

   "Pssh! No I'm not! I'm just looking at -uh- your fine a##!" Pressing with a cheeky smile. Mob's frown only grew.

   "That's harassment."

   "I'm a minor!!"

   "So am I."

  "We-well, ju-just let me go, alright?! I'll leave you alone.." Mob relented, releasing her right as the crosswalk allowed for her to pass the other way, to the right. The teen darted across said street and away from him, hopefully never to be seen again. Mob sighed and waited for his crosswalk light to turn on. After waiting for a few seconds, Mob's shifting of his own weight drew his attention to something... His pockets were empty. Even the one in his jacket carrying the cash he was going to use to buy dinner later today... Oh no.

   How did she!?!

   Angry now, Mob darted across the road even thile the light was just about to change to a stop in order to chase after that pick-pocketer. He didn't remember where she had ran off to, but judging by the layout of the city and where thugs like her liked to hide, be could only assume he would catch her in a dark alleyway.

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     "Sure you don't want anymore tea?" Sweating nervously, Reigen offered the seated All Might another cup of steaming green tea.

     The older mentor chuckled as he held his still steaming cup. "No thanks. I'm still waiting for this one to cool down... Why don't you have a seat? I'm not trying to be a bother or take up precious work hours."

     "You're too kind, really!" Seating himself stiffly, Reigen lifted his own cup of tea to his mouth and blew on it. "And you're no burden at all! Honestly, it is an honor just getting to talk with you.." Staring down, Reigen couldn't hold back a boyish smile. He had, after all, always looked up to All Might as a kid. Not quite as much as Izuku, but, compared to his peers it was pretty close. He-he didn't want to bring that up, though, knowing how something like that would make the hero feel super old. "So, you, um...came for any reason in particular? Has a..spirit been bothering you?"

     "Oh- no." All Might chuckled. "I just...came to you for advice.." Leaning his elbows on his knees. Reigen motored, one hand rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "...I heard you were young Kageyama's master."

     "Mmh."

     "Well, um, I have a student who is struggling similarly. He.. isn't used to having this level of power, though. And as he grows stronger, it gets harder and harder to instruct him; to teach him how to handle it all. He's gotten to the point where he's scared of hurting others, which, is just sad to see. ...And now that I'm, well, a whole lot weaker than I used to be.. I'm not even sure if I can keep up at this point." All Might sighed, face dropping, hair falling to cover it. "Since you've obviously helped Mob control his powers and keep a level head so well, I was hoping you could share some tips.. That would be greatly appreciated." All Might asked with his fingers intertwining, elbows on his knees. Reigen sat up and leaned his back against the couch. He stifled a sigh while rubbing his forehead.

     Wish he had some real advice to give. Advice that wasn't all based off of lies at least. Well.. Guess he did have one thing.

     "...Hhh, alright. Here's the deal." Leaning forward again. "Your student has all these flashy, super strong powers, right?.. And then you have next to nothing thanks to that fight..." Rubbing his chin briefly. "Thing is, you're so used to having so much quirk power that you don't see the actual power you possess! Sure, your super strength and super speed was exciting to watch and helped out a lot!... But that's not what made you an inspiration; a hero." Pointing at the tall man with a serious look on his face. "No, that power is one that can never be taken away from you: your heart. ... You know, I bet that if you had any other quirk, you would turn out the same. Your passion, love for others, and assuring presence are all things you can carry with you even after losing your ability to fight!.. And you know what?.. In a world like this, I would say that those things are even more valuable than your quirk. ... Anyone can save people with super flashy powers, but only YOU can make them smile with your presence alone. Use that power to its fullest extent -- become the shoulder your student can lean on for support -- and I guarantee you'll save just as many lives."

     All Might's dark eyes stared deeply into Reigen's assuring, hopeful ones. He could feel the rare aura of youthful wisdom and genuine love emanating off of him. A wisdom that struck extremely close to home. The retired hero dropped his chin to hide the tears sliding down his cheeks. "Sorry.." He whispered. He wasn't expecting that kind of advice. "S###, man, I feel like I'm in therapy.." He chuckled, rubbing the tears away with the back of his hand. Reigen joined in the chuckling, inviting a much more light hearted atmosphere back into the room.

     "Haha, hey, you've saved so many at this point, you don't need to be sorry about stopping!" Reigen stood himself up and started to prepare for his next client. Useless busy work that would break apart the heavy atmosphere in the room. Everyone gets old, after all! Retirement is a thing! And, hey, you're a teacher now, right?" Sliding his suit jacket back on. "You're already moving on to the next stage of being a hero and saving lives! By raising up the next generation to be as caring and awesome as you, you'll be reaching people you never could before!"

     All Might smiled as he pushed himself up as well. "I never really thought about it from that angle before... Heh... Thank you. I'm really glad I came here.. Is there anything I can get you? Perhaps something to eat?"

     "Nah, I already ate -mh-" He couldn't just pass up an opportunity like this! "...Aha, now that I think about it, my student should be over soon, and he really likes otaku.~" Leaning an elbow on his chair.

     "Oh, of course." All Might easily strode over to the door and opened it. "Hm, do you know when young Mob will be here? Maybe I can give some to him in person?"

      "I dunno. Thirty minutes to an hour. He said he may get here a little earlier than usual..." Muttering, "Unless he gets kidnapped again.. Should probably make some kind of rule about walking alone now that he's in the hero business..."

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     "Give--give my phone back!!" After some seeking and chasing, Mob found the thief. Presently he was chasing after her, full-sprinting through darker alleyways and over dirty floors. This girl was insane! A fence blocked her in. He had her for sure! But NOPE! She just parkored over some trash bins and drainage pipes and flew right over! Mob panted, breaking into a sweat already.

     The girl glanced over her shoulder with a smirk. However her eyes only widened to see bowl cut running on the wall after her as if it was nothing! Multiple quirks!?! Now THIS was a find!

      The girl with short, silver hair skid to a halt as she reached a dead end between buildings. But she wasn't scared one bit. No, she grinned.

      Mob stopped for a breather to rest his hands on his knees, seeing as he had cornered her for sure this time. "Please..." He panted. "..Just give me what you stole... I'll leave you alone."

     The girl's smirk twitched upwards on her face, sliding a switch-blade out of her pocket.

     She took a step forward. In the following seconds, her body twitched..as if she was glitching or something. Then, her smile dropped. She instead scowled tiredly at the boy. "No matter what I do, you're just going to zap me, huh?" Sighing, the teen glanced lazily to her left and right. "...Kinda takes the fun out of it, but oh well. You've proven your worth in the end." Again she smiled deviously. Mob's attention was suddenly drawn to a shuffling sound behind him. When he spun around, a tall man towered over him, reeling back the handle of his sword.

WHAP!

     The boy was knocked out instantly.

     ...Guess he did end up getting kidnapped again...

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     "What do we do if he wakes up before then?"

     "I dunno! Hit him again?!" Two whispered hoarsely. Mob inhaled deeply, grabbing his aching head a moment after. Looked like he was all wrapped up in a potato sack on the ground or something. His ankles and wrists were tied. "Where's everybody else? Y'know? Our guys??" Sounded like the same girl as before.

     "They should be here soon." A deeper, masculine voice responded. Mob lay in wait for the right moment to strike.

   "Sup, Z."
     "M' here, Zeya."
        "Ayo, I'm not late this time!"

     One after another, more teens and young adults like the girl herself joined in waiting. Sounded like she was their leader or something. Also sounded like there was going to be some kind of trade in this...wherever they were. Mob could only see through tiny holes in the fabric. Looked kinda like an old garage. Smelled of grease and oil.

      Whatever was going on, he sure didn't want to be a part of it!

     "So which League member are we gunna target first after this?" Some boy.

     "I dunno... Dabi's pretty powerful, but I heard Twice just leveled up and now is super powerful." Zeya.

     "What was his quirk again?" Some girl.

     "He can duplicate himself.. I think."

     "Oh wow. I wish I could do that!"

     "Heh...same."

     While they were talking, Mob untied his ankles and wrists using telekinesis. Then he wiggled out of the bag. One of Zeya's luckies gasped. "He's out!!" The other girl, who had blond and teal hair, pointed the boy out.

     "WHAT!?!" Everyone was up at once. Five of them. Together they looked kinda like the League of Villains on a low budget. You had tall muscle man, dark purple haired emo twig man, blond chic with a big tank of water on her back, bright red haired fuzzy boy, and old lady. "Jenna!!"

     "On it!!" The blond tore the hose tip from her backpack and crouched into a low stance. A massive explosion of water spouted from it at their target! Mob narrowly dodged, running again to escape the current as strong as a fire hose. The girl kapt tapping her backpack behind her every time it drained to half empty, automatically refilling it all the way up with more water. (Little sister's OC --vilified)

||| Genevieve ???
||| Quirk: "half full" -- She can double the amount of water inside any container, even another person if she's feeling especially murderous! However, Jenna's fairly harmless! She's just here for the cash!

     Everyone chased after Mob in unison, their quirks all somewhat strange but used to their fullest and most impressive potential. Zeya did little more than bark from the sidelines. She could predict his moves like some fortune teller! It was actually kind of scary. For her to know his next move even before him!

[Stuck on 12%]

     Strangely enough, Mob wasn't getting emotional either. He remained at the same level despite all the danger he was in. This wasn't normal, he noted. They must have done something to him! But, he couldn't exactly freak out about it either, since that requires emotions. He was just left to wonder what?

     It was even possible to put a top on his powers??!

     Okay, so maybe he wasn't super powerful. He still could use what he had learned at UA to use his surroundings and outthink these guys!.. Ah!

     Mob grabbed onto some beams with his telekinesis and yanked them down towards him, creating a forcefield to protect himself. Thanks to the poor structure of this large abandoned garage, the whole roof came tumbling in with it!

C'CR'CRAAAASH!

     Mob stood outside the structure, in the heart of the city he was walking through prior.

     Good. It was a little darker, but not so terribly late for Reigen to worry. He could probably make it back relatively quickly, actually, so long as he hurried.

     Mob picked himself and flew up into the air high enough to at least get his directions right. He flew over a couple more buildings just to save himself some time, but then walked the rest of the way.

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Click!

     Mob opened the door, a little shocked to find All Might in there as well.

     "Mob!" Reigen smiled at him. "What took you so long?! I called you like five times!"

     "Oh, right." Mob un stepped into the room and un entered through the door. "I forgot my phone. I'll be back." He closed the floor behind him, ran outside, and flew over the city just real quick.

     "Huh??" Reigen plopped back down. "That was..odd."

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Pwoof!

     Mob's landing cracked the concrete. He landed within the barbed fencing, though, so no one could have seen him. Quietly, he stepped over the rubble in search for his phone.

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     "Kuh!.. Kah!" Zeya gasped and coughed as she rolled a boulder out of the way. Dust layered her skin, clothes and hair. She wheezed for clean oxygen. Several cuts and bruises now adorned her skin. As she crawled out of the rubble, three shadows stretched over her body.

     "...Well this isn't a pretty sight..." A woman with light brown hair scoffed. Two other women stood on either side of her, all with the same dissatisfied glares in their eyes. The other two had masks on, so it literally was just their disrespectful eyes. Zeya gagged and spat out a mouthful of dusty spit.

     "This is an unexpected visit... Heh. All three of you at once? I'm flattered." She looked up weakly, her fake smile so tired and worn out that it was obviously that: fake.

     "What do you mean?" The tallest woman growled -- same who spoke last time. "You promised a big catch."

     "Aye... That...I did." Zeya didn't even have the energy to laugh as she wiped the trail of blood from her bleeding lip. "..Is my team alright? That brat tricked us all. N' he got away. Gah!" Standing, Zeya realized her shoulder was terribly sore, hard to even move.

     "Your team? I..haven't seen them."

      Zeya's eyes widened. "...No..." Her eyes darted away from the three. "Ohh no-no-no-no-NO!" She spun her body around a couple times, not finding anyone. But then..she spotted some blood poking through the pile of rubble in the distance. Her mouth opened..but no words could escape it. Tears sprung to her eyes. "S###! I passed out when everything fell! No--no--no--NO!" She hit her own aching head, regretting it. "Ow!.."

      The light brunette stepped forward, a very serious attitude set about her. "Looks to me like you have no chance of catching anyone now... Oh well..." The woman reached out her hand slowly, as if preparing to grab her. "..Your quirk will be just as valuable."

      "Tss!" The masked woman at her right clicked her tongue, alerting the light haired one to the boy in the distance. Mob stood there, just staring without an expression of any kind.

     "..Curious. Is that the boy she mentioned?" The tallest turned her head to one who had brown and white streaks of hair. Silver strand quietly nodded.

     "Powerful.." Her voice rasped, pointing a disjointed finger in Mob's direction. The tallest of the three smirked. The young teen took a step back. Maybe his phone was a lost cause by this point.

     "Hmf. Looks like your efforts weren't entirely fruitless..." The woman pulled out a small, wallet sized but insanely well armored case. She opened it carefully, revealing five blood red bullets inside. From them, she picked one and much less carefully wrapped it in a small linen cloth. "Your payment. We'll take it from here."

     Zeya caught the wrapped bullet and held it close to her chest. All of this...for one bullet?!.. She closed her eyes and shuttered. That boy... He killed everyone on her team. Why was he here? To finish the job.? Or..was he here to help her..? ...That was out of self defense.. after all...

      "Come here, little boy." The leader took a step toward him, hands folded behind her back. Mob picked himself up with telekinesis, about to fly off when suddenly, "Leuconoe, giatí prospathíste na máthete," he stopped. ...Wait, WHAT?! "To méllon, pou den boreí na gínei gnostó?" Against Mob's wishes, Mob's own telekinesis pinned him to the ground. And as the woman approached, her power over him only grew stronger. His own limbs were puppeteered by his OWN powers. What...what was going on??

      Zeya watched, taking a step back mentally. Ignore the emotions. Ignore the thoughts! ... At the end of the day, WHO was to blame for this pain?

     "Please... Whatever you're doing... Stop." Unfortunately, that kind of stuff didn't work out here. Zeya stared down at the bundled bullet in her hand. Her legacy. ..This was it?

     All this struggling...for this???

     '...What the h### happened to my dream about becoming a hero..?'

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     I was very little. So little that the memory was but a blur of colors and sounds.

     "Mama! Mamma!" There I was, just an innocent, bubbly little girl. I waddled from our small living room into the even smaller kitchen where my mother scraped something together for dinner.

     "Yes, Zeya?" Her voice was so calm and loving. I loved talking to her just to hear it.

     "Look! I dwew us as hewos!!" I turned the piece of paper around, revealing the scribbles that vaguely resembled something. My mother stopped what she was doing and crouched down to my level.

     "Awww, it's so beautiful, sweetie? Do you really think we could be heroes together?"

     "YAH!" My smile was so wide, I could imagine how easily it might take up my whole face! My mom's smile was so soft and gentle. The memory kind of fades away after that, but I remember how much I used to talk to my mom about becoming heroes; her quirk being perfect for it in my little mind.

     But... I never did get to become a hero...did I..?

     No....Somehow, I became the villain.

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     "Í ti léne oi Assýrioi arithmoí--"

     "YHAAAA!" Zeya screamed. Having taken a few steps away from everyone, the teen stood in a low stance, injecting some kind of strange green chemical into her veins. Her eyes instantly went bloodshot, her body twitched and contorted, though she didn't change physically or anything. After the bulk of shock had faded, Zeya exhaled one, long, steamy breath. Then she rolled up her sleeve, springing out for the closest person to her. "THIS ONE'S FOE JENNA!!!"

     Zeya had had enough with this. All of it. It was about time that this whole system went down.

      She touched the brown and white haired girl on the forehead. Such a plain, harmless tap.

|||Special Move: A Touch of Insanity

     The life was drained out of the woman's soul, her once alert gaze phasing into a dark, distant, glazed over stare. Zeya dropped to her knees, panting, still shaking from the excessive amount of chemicals in her body.

     "Ushiinko..?" The tallest turned to her comrade with a disturbed..and concerned look. The touched one stumbled forward, tore the gun from her friend's hip, and shot herself in the head.

     As blood splattered over the dust and rubble, followed by the fall of the crippled woman's body, Zeya's breath shook. Her own eyes were a little glossed over too.

      "USHIINKO!!" Even the leader was completely put off! Pure horror graced her eyes, prying open her lips in astonishment. She dropped her control over Mob and ran to the fallen.

      That's when Zeya took her chance. She ran around the three and latched onto Mob's sleeve.

      "Hey! Don't hurt me!" Mob was in shock. Was it just him or was he a magnet for people getting shot in the head right in front of him??

      Zeya didn't respond. Instead, she fished inside his sleeve with trembling arms for something. "Ah!" She pulled out a little metallic clip no larger than a pearl. "The tracker." She held it up to him only briefly, because immediately following, she plopped the silver thing into her mouth and swallowed. Then, she plucked two phones out of her pocket and shoved them both into his hand. Both had cracked screens and maybe didn't even work anymore. Oh hey! One of them was his! Most cautiously of all, she handed the wrapped bullet to him and closed his fingers around for him. "Run!!"

      "TIS MOÍRAS SOU KAI TIS!!" The woman was in a fit of rage now. She pinned Mob to the ground again with his own powers. But she couldn't muktitask. A greater threat came to her in the form of Zeya. Equally raging out, Zeya bolted the woman's way, prepping to tap her like the other one and be done with this! Prioritizing defending herself, the woman dropped Mob and used his power to hold Zeya in place instead. Free, the boy fled the site. He only turned back around once the rubble was no longer under his feet.

snap! *finger snap*

      He spun around just in time to catch Zeya's knees hitting the ground. Mob hid behind a crumbling wall. The shorter woman, who hadn't spoken the whole time, stood triumphantly as the teen's body fell limp.

      The tallest dropped her shoulders.

      "...Call in a crew to clean up this mess.. And inform management that that of the three is out of commission... Let's... Let's go..."

      The short one pointed stiffly at the fallen teen.

      "Yeah. ... Take her with us I guess... At least that b####'s quirk will make up for the trouble." The taller woman was clearly done here. The poor 5'2 woman had to carry the other 5'2 woman off of the site, following her leader away.

      Mob flew away shortly after. Maybe it was a good thing his emotions were somehow stunted here...because that was a lot.

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Click!

      "Hey! You're back!" Mob sat down beside the concerned All Might as his master talked on and on about drama with a client that had apparently just happened while he was away.

      "Something the matter, Kageyama?"

      "Huh?" Straining his neck, Mob met eyes with his teacher, conveying a very tired...distant look.

      He didn't really like this. Not being able to feel anything, no matter what happened around him.

     "I feel empty." He answered truthfully.

     "Oh..? How so?" All Might was preparing already to give his own little cheering up speech...but the boy's following words took him COMPLETELY off guard.

      "I don't know... I was chasing the thief who stole my phone, but then someone knocked me out. I think I was drugged or something while I was asleep, which is why I can't feel anything right now. After I woke up, I tried to escape but had to use my powers to collapse the whole building, killing most of them... I stopped by here, but then remembered my phone was still missing." Even Reigen quit talking in the background by now and stared with horror filled eyes. "When I returned, the thief from before was being interrogated or something by the people who wanted me. I think the thief was originally trying to sell me or something. Some lady, who was able to take control of my quirk, caught me. Then the thief touched one of her friends and made her shoot herself in the head. Then..." Ugh, the memory was already so hazy! "Somehow, I escaped..." He did all that without breaking a sweat or showing a hint of emotion.

      Reigen and All Might side eyed each other, sharing the same, very specific look of deep concern.

     "Call 911?" Reigen.

     "Yeahh, good idea.." All Might.

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     After a through investigation, it was proven that Mob had indeed been drugged. Antidepressants. And a lot of it too. Good thing they stopped where they did, because any more and Mob could have been severely injured. At least that explained the terrible stomach and headache that followed the end of his adrenaline rush, as well as why he felt so distant emotionally.

     But then begs the question... How did a street thief of all people know this weakness of Mob's?.. And who were the mysterious yet powerful individuals who took her?

     Something was deeply wrong here...

     Mob was allowed to go back to his dorms under one circumstance.

      That he would stop working for his master, Reigen, and that he wouldn't leave school grounds without supervision.

     It was clear he had become a target of the shadows as well.

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