🌸Before you read🌸

🌸The Infernal Order and the villains that are a part of it is the intelligent property of sd1229. I'm extremely thrilled and honored to get to play around with the concept a bit.

🌸Warning: it is long and has lots of violence, but it's a fight scene. What do you expect? If you could make it through INH, you're going to be fine. Just violence. No blood.

🌸Enjoy the final part to my three part crossover!

🌸The Final Fight🌸

Tonight was it. With all the training Kita gave me, and the training homework Raiden gave me, I was certain I was going to make Raiden proud with the amount of progress that happened this past week. After all, he worked hard in helping me learn to defend myself, so something bad wouldn't happen again. It was because of him I was able to help Kita back at Umbra's Agency when it was attacked. I mean, I might not have actually done much, but if it wasn't for his training, I wouldn't have been as calm as I was back then.

Being attacked then made me realize something. As long as I was going to be friends with him and other Pro Heroes in training, I would always remain a target. It wasn't just my Quirk the villains were after. They could see me as a way to get my friends to back down from a fight. True, most villains never really thought that far into things, but that was why Umbra's Agency was attacked. It was to use her as leverage against Solaris, her girlfriend. If people could get the connection that I meant something to my friends, then there was always the possibility I could be used a leverage someday, just like Umbra.

That was why I wanted to get better with self defense. Seeing how worried I made Raiden with the attack that happened during my internship, I just needed to figure out how to keep them all calm. I know I had no room to talk, but being scared all the time wasn't going to help them in their line of work. If I could just give them peace of mind that I could defend myself, I'd be happy.

All I had to do right now was prove to them and myself that I could do this.

I was about ready to turn down another street when a hand wrapped around my wrist. The grip reminded me of Raiden's, being how strong it was; however, I immediately ruled that out. Raiden knew not to grab my hand out of nowhere. While I was getting better with physical touch, I still hated being surprised by it.

"Hey, cutie," a low voice said from behind, causing my hairs to stick up. "You wouldn't happen to be Tami Smith, would you?"

The voice didn't sound familiar, but he knew my name. I turned around to see a boy about my age towering from behind. It was luck that we were under a street lamp to show off his features, but seeing him up close didn't help calm my nerves. He wasn't as muscular as Raiden was, but I could tell he could probably beat me to—

No. No, I couldn't jump ahead to conclusions of worst case scenario. The boy was about my age. He probably was in another class at U.A. Maybe he was a 1-A or a 1-C student, which meant I never saw him because the only Hero Department students I knew were the ones in 1-B and Kita. I mean, despite looking a bit bulkier, he seemed harmless as he wore a dark collared shirt with khakis.  He had messy red hair, so he could have easily blended in with everyone else at school. I could even see the strap of his backpack going diagonally across his body, so he had to have been a student.

I just didn't like the grip he had on my wrist.

"W-who wants to—to know?" I asked, pulling it away before I grabbed the drawstrings of my bag.

There wasn't much inside my bag, just the yellow folder Raiden gave me, my phone, and a change of clothes. Well, they weren't the clean clothes I had packed as my training session with Kita caused me to be a sweaty mess. Before leaving, I switched into my special pair of sweats and t-shirt that grew and shrunk alongside my Quirk. It wasn't that I needed it, but they were the comfiest thing I had, so whenever they were cleaned, that was what I'd wear.

Hopefully, things wouldn't come down to where I would've needed it, but looking at the guy, I couldn't help but to be thankful I packed it instead of anything else.

He smiled as he held out his hand for a handshake. I never took it. "I'm Hibiki. Hibiki Nakashima. I heard what happened a few months ago, with you getting kicked out of 1-B and—"

"That's not what happened," I quickly interrupted. "I-I just don't want to be a P-Pro Hero. I mean, I have fr-friends who do, and I know they'll do great, but I just don't think that's for me. Actually, no, I know being a Pro Hero isn't for me. I—it's too much."

Hibiki's mouth curved into a smile. It wasn't malicious at all, but seeing him smile at my comment made me want to get out of here. I was just a few blocks from Raiden's home. That was where I should be walking towards, not talking to some other U.A. student. If he was another U.A. student. For all I knew, he could have gone to some other school.

Still, it was starting to get late. I didn't think Raiden and I really understood how late it'd be when I would get there. Looking down at my watch, I realized it was already a little after seven. Supper time. He was probably thinking we'd train after dinner.

"But you don't want to become a hero," Hibiki commented. "That's actually why I wanted to talk to you."

My eyes widened as I looked back up at him. He wanted to talk to me about not becoming a hero? That didn't seem right. Yet, he just kept looking at me, not anything else on the empty street.

"You—you do?" I asked. "Why is that?"

"Have you ever heard of the Infernal Order?" Hibiki asked. When I shook my head, he continued talking. "It's a group of us who knows this whole hero system is wrong, and being that you witnessed how bad it is yourself many times before, you'd make a perfect addition to our team. Plus, it'd be nice to have someone cute like you around."

He ended his last comment with a wink. Seeing it reminded me of when Kaito would flirt with me. I didn't realize it at the time, but seeing this guy doing the same made me really uncomfortable, especially when I rethought about what he said about the hero system.

"I-I don't understand," I told him as I took a few steps back. "The hero system is f-fine now. What are you trying to d-do with it?"

Hibiki's huge smile frowned when I said that. "You don't honestly think that, do you? Not after what Justice-Core did to you and your family?"

Justice-Core. I froze at the mention of that name. There was no way he could have known what truly happened to him. I mean, after what happened, the heroes promised that they'd keep it all a secret. The last thing I wanted was for word to get out that I was related to him.

My stomach started to knot as my hands tightened around the drawstrings of my bag. "H-how did you—you shouldn't have—"

The boy shook his head. "Don't worry, I'm not going to announce it to the world. That's your business, but don't you hate how people are still painting him to be some overpraised hero when he—"

"Stop," I cried. "Don't talk about him. He was just a b-bad hero, but there are good ones too." I shook my head, realizing how much I just needed to get away. "I-I don't know what it is you want from me, but I know I don't want anything to do with you guys."

I didn't wait to see how Hibiki would react to my comment. Instead, I turned around and tried to focus on my breathing. Right now, there was only one thing I could do. That was to get away and to call the police or someone important on what was going on. Maybe they knew about this...this Infernal Order and just needed some help finding someone in it. Maybe I was a bit behind and didn't realize how much of a threat they were.

Either way, I took a few steps away from him, hoping to get to Raiden's before it was too late.

"That's a shame that you don't want to join," Hibiki's voice cut through the air, causing me to freeze. "Coming around can take some time. Neko was really cold for a while towards all of us. I'm sure you'll come around after a little while."

You'll come around after a little while...

Before he could say anything else, I turned around, wishing I had just continued to run instead. The strap around his back wasn't a backpack like I had thought. Instead, he had pulled an arrow from it, pulling it back on a complicated looking bow. My whole body froze as I kept my eyes on it, not knowing what to do or where that bow came from.

He had a bow. That only meant he wanted to kill me. There was no way I could be quick enough to run or even fight against it. I was just a dead girl walking.

"I hate to bring you in like this," Hibiki continued to say, "but those are the orders from the boss."

Just like that, his fingers released the string, causing the arrow to come hurtling towards me. Time moved slowly as I watched, but maybe that was because they always said you watched your life flash right before your eyes when you were about to die. The funny thing was, I couldn't remember a single thing. All I could think about was that I was about to leave my little brother all alone in this world. For what? What did I do that made this guy shoot an arrow? It was an odd choice of a weapon, but it was the one that was going to end my life, wasn't it?

Past the arrow, I could see Hibiki's mouth curve up into a smile. My stomach lurched at the sight, and it twisted when I realized he would be the last person I would ever see.

The moment the arrow was inches in front of me, something came flying out of it. I closed my eyes in fear, but felt nothing. At least, I didn't feel the piercing blow in the center of my forehead like I should have. All I could feel was something wrapping around me as it pinned me on my back.

I opened my eyes, seeing a rope wrapped around me. My arms pushed against it, feeling the square-like pattern the rope was tied in. A net. Hibiki wasn't trying to kill me. That was why he smiled. That was why he was talking about taking time to come around. He planned on kidnapping me and forcing me to work for them, not letting me go until I did.

No. There was no way I was going to let that happen to me again. I squeezed my eyes shut as I wiggled around the net, trying to find a way out. Instead of finding the loose ends, all I could feel was the net pushing against me, eventually contorting my arms close to my chest and my legs together where I could barely move.

The more I tried to move, the tighter this net got. Feeling it, I stopped squirming, opening my mouth to gasp for more air.

"Figured it out, I see?" Hibiki's voice came closer than I wanted it to be when he noticed I had stopped fighting it.

Even if I wanted to answer his question, I couldn't. I didn't want to waste my breath on him. All I could do was open my eyes, seeing him standing over me with a grin on his face. He looked genuinely happy, especially since his smile didn't scream complete psychopath when he did. Of course, that was what he was if he seriously thought I'd ever come to terms of working for them.

"Don't be too upset," Hibiki said as he bent down to grab the net, lifting me up a bit before he tossed me over his shoulders. "If you would have been more cooperative, I wouldn't have to use my shrinking net."

I squeezed my eyes, thankful for a moment when I didn't quite land on the ground, but feeling his shoulder dig into my stomach, well, I knew it wasn't much better. Hibiki turned around, and when he did, I realized he was about to get away with kidnapping me. I gritted my teeth. There was no way I was going to let someone do that again. All the training Kita and Raiden pushed me through would have been for nothing if I did.

There was only one thing I could do, as much as I hated doing it. I closed my eyes as I thought back to the time I was first kidnapped. My body tensed up a bit as it did as I could feel it almost protest against the whole thing. Despite that, I didn't have much of a choice. It was either turn into the smallest thing I could or let Hibiki take me to these Infernal Order people. All I knew was that there was no way I was going to do the latter without a good fight.

Deep inside, I could feel my bones started to twist and crack, but I just kept my eyes closed, picturing the scruffy brown rodent I needed to transform into. When my body shrunk to half its original size, I felt Hibiki shift. A hand brushed against my leg, but it was too late as I felt the change accelerating.

Before I knew it, I opened my eyes, using my tiny rat arms to push the net out of the way. There was a thud not far after, but I didn't look as I knew it was just my drawstring bag. Hibiki turned his head, and his crimson colored eyes widened in shock as he saw me. I didn't waste a single moment as I leapt off his shoulder and started to sprint on all four legs towards the nearest alley way I could.

The moment I turned into the alleyway, I immediately wished I would've looked where I was going because this wasn't the way to Raiden's house. I was heading in the opposite direction, and had turned into the darkest alleyway possible. If I ran out of there now, I would have been trapped by Hibiki.

But...would he be able to capture me if I was a rat? His nets were so big that I could slip through them. That still left him with his bow, and just seeing how quick the arrow came at me, I would be a fool to think he was a beginner at it. If I had to guess, his Quirk probably had something to do with that.

I turned my head, looking for a place to hide. There wasn't much to hide behind, just an old dumpster can and a pile of boxes someone must have thrown out. If I had more time, I would've looked for a hole to climb into, but I could almost hear a pair of footsteps drawing near, and seeing how the closest thing to me was the dumpster, I decided to go crawl underneath it.

Just as long as I stayed out of plain sight, I'd be okay. If I waited for him to get far enough into the dark alley, then I could make a run for it. All I could do right now was wait for it.

There were footsteps that vibrated on the ground, causing me to scoot further away, hoping he wouldn't see me. It was nearly impossible. I mean, I was still a rat. There was no way he could have—

"Tami? Tami you there?" Raiden's voice asked worriedly. "Hello?"

Raiden came! My eyes widened as I realized it, so I scattered out from the dumpster and into the open alleyway, regretting it immediately. Raiden wasn't there at all. Because he lived nearby, I honestly thought those footsteps belonged to him, especially since I heard his voice. However, the boy towering above me wasn't Raiden. The only reason why Raiden's voice was ringing loud and clear was because he had called me on my cell phone.

The boy holding it quickly hung up on Raiden as he swiftly stomped his foot on my tail.

"Now, now, no need to get all jumpy," the redhead said as he knelt down and grabbed me. His hand wrapped around my body, showing that he was no longer afraid. "You know, you make a cute rat."

I could tell he was going to just hold onto me and march right back to wherever the rest of his evil friends were. He probably thought that since I was a rat, it would be easy for him to carry. While I knew there was no way I could transform for another twenty-four hours after I turned back to my normal self, I didn't have a choice. He wouldn't be able to hold onto me with one hand, and in that quick moment of confusion, I could make a run for it.

So that was what I did. Hibiki didn't even have time to turn around when I let my transformation fade, causing him to let go of me before my legs could hit the ground. He went to grab his bow from his back, but I was quicker. I stayed low and quickly swung my leg across, forcing him to fall on his back. When he did, I could hear a snap.

Part of me wanted to check if it was his bow, but I didn't have time. I scrambled up to my feet and started to sprint. The only problem was that I didn't make it far. A hand wrapped around my ankle, causing me to fall face first into the concrete. It refused to let go.

"Even if you're not a rat, you're still cute, you know?" Hibiki said, flirtatiously. "Then again, I do like girls with short hair."

Does this guy ever shut up or at least think of something other than flirting? I thought to myself.

I pushed my hands on the ground to get myself up before I turned around. Hibiki just sat there, holding onto my ankle with two hands, smiling as if he was doing nothing wrong. Behind him, I could see his bow was snapped in two. It was luck that happened, but I couldn't rely on luck much longer.

"You're not my type," I declared as I swung my other leg across to meet his head.

Again, it didn't happen as he released my other leg with one arm and blocked it. I didn't get it. If this guy worked for some villainous group, I should have seen him use some sort of Quirk by now. Maybe he had good accuracy, hence the bow and arrow gimmick? Either way, I wasn't going to let him go as I shook my legs, causing him to let go. As quickly as I could, I jumped onto my feet.

The downside, Hibiki did the same.

"Awe, you don't mean that. I'm everyone's type," Hibiki declared as he clenched his fists and got into a fighting position. Seeing it, I knew my only option was to get him down on the ground and have him down there for a moment if I had any chance of escaping.

If he thought he was everyone's type, then boy, he had a long life ahead of him. I mean, I'd give him some sort of credit. He wasn't horrible looking. With his muscular build and nice looking face, Hibiki was probably the kind of guy that could turn heads. My best friend would probably shamelessly go up and talk to him if she eyed him at the mall.

Thing was, I never cared for how a guy was built or what they looked like. People thought I was crazy when I said that or claimed that I just didn't really know my type, but even Sakura found that I was telling the truth fairly quickly. What I wanted was someone who was going to make me smile and made me feel safe. Guess that was why I fell for Kaito too quickly a few months ago. He was always trying to find ways to make others smile, even if it meant making a fool of himself. Being a hero, I guess I just assumed he wanted what was best for me. Obviously that wasn't the case.

Of course, thinking about guys was the least of my worries when I was looking for a way to attack. Attacking first wasn't always a bad idea, Kita had advised earlier in our lessons. I just had to be careful when I did.

"You know, you can still join the easy way," Hibiki claimed. "I can lead the way and introduce—"

While he talked, I realized he took his eyes off my feet, looking right into my eyes. I smirked. That was how I was going to do this. With him distracted, I shifted my weight over towards my right leg before I swung my leg in a circular motion, landing it right behind Hibiki's knee. He almost stumbled for a bit before he took his left leg and did the same. The only difference with his roundhouse kick was that I was still balancing on one leg.

My eyes widened as I fell on my back. Without both feet planted into the ground, Hibiki found an opening. I could tell he was going to come in for another attack, so before he had the chance, I stumbled up on my two feet. In the corner of my eye, I saw his leg kicking out in front of him. It was almost as if he wanted to pin me on the ground with his foot. Seeing the force behind it, I was glad I got out of the way. He could have easily crushed a rib or two with that.

If they wanted me to join this Infernal Order, wouldn't they have wanted me to have no broken bones? I didn't question it as I repeated my move of the roundhouse kick once again. Before I made contact, I noticed Hibiki's red eyes glance at me before he smirked, and moved out of the way.

Wait, how did he know to dodge?

"You know, I thought you'd be smarter than that," Hibiki taunted. "Is this where all your hero classes got you? Teaching you the same old tricks to use over and over? You could become so much stronger if you joined the Infernal Order."

His words got to me. I didn't care how reckless it was of me, but I ran up to him and prepared to jab him right in the chest. Once again, Hibiki saw it coming, and took his elbow in the same motion I was going to use earlier, and hit me right in the shoulder. I stumbled back a bit before I saw his leg swinging around for a roundhouse kick.

Wait...those were moves I was using! Before he could make contact, I jumped out of the way and looked at him.

"Your Quirk," I noticed, feeling a bit out of breath from the amount of fighting we did. "It...you can—"

Hibiki smiled a bit more. "Maybe you are as smart as you are cute if you're starting to figure it out."

He never truly confirmed what his Quirk was, but I could tell he could mimic my movements and use them for himself. He probably never took a day of Muay Thai in his life. If he didn't, and was trying to mimic those moves, then that meant I had to be the one to switch tactics.

It wasn't like I was using many moves against him either. It was just the basics that Kita knew I could probably master in a short amount of time. Roundhouse kick, jab, elbow thrust. They were all attack moves, moves I don't think Raiden would be too happy knowing that I knew since when he trained with me, the goal was to get out of there.

All Hibiki knew was the few Muay Thai moves I showed him. He came in for another punch, but this time, I anticipated it. I ducked under him and quickly shifted on my feet so that I was behind him. Before he could turn around, I elbowed him in the back. I saw the boy turn around as he was about ready to give another roundhouse kick, but I just kept dodging and moving out of the way.

I needed out of here, but the more I attacked, the more he'd just memorize the movements and use them back on me. No. Hibiki wouldn't just use them on me, he'd come back with twice the force due to how much more muscle he had to use. My best bet was just to keep dodging his movements until I could call for help.

If anyone came around to help.

Hibiki turned and smiled. "I've got to admit, you're pretty good," he complimented as he bent his legs to prepare for another kick. "Your moves even remind me of a certain ram I fought earlier this year, but I think it's time we get you back."

He moved his left leg for another roundhouse kick, but I quickly stopped him by moving closer to him and knocking my elbow in for a hit. We both made contact, forcing me to fall on top of him. I hated seeing that smile on his face, but I remembered something Raiden taught me the first day of our defense lesson: the perfect points to make a perfect get-away. I quickly jabbed my fingers into his eyes before he could react. When I let go, Hibiki made the mistake of grabbing his face instead of concentrating on what I was doing.

With the red-head distracted, I pushed myself off of him and sprinted out of the dark alleyway, turning the direction of where Raiden's house was. I didn't look back. If I did, I was afraid I would see him running after me. His Quirk could mimic others, so for all I knew, he could have matched someone's speed too. Regardless if it did or not, I didn't want to know.

Before I could turn the corner to head to Raiden's home, I saw someone else running out from another street a block down the road, looking both ways as he did. There was a woman with him too, but I could only see the outline of them being that the streetlamp near them had flickered off. My heart sped up as I froze. Part of me wanted to say they were part of the Yamamoto family, but the last time I thought that, I was tricked.

Were they a part of the Infernal Order too?

The moment the thought came into my head, I took a couple of steps back. I told myself I wouldn't look back, but I did. Hibiki didn't follow me, and seeing that made me worried. He could have called for back up, couldn't he? I mean, he wasn't working alone. The boy said so himself as he mentioned someone else. Meko, was it? Or was it Neko? Either way, I didn't want to think about it. I just needed to find a way to get out of here.

"Tami!" A familiar voice yelled.

I turned my head towards to two figures before, seeing them running towards me. Once again, I stumbled back a few steps until I saw both of them under a street lamp. Their bulky figures and tan features was enough for me to recognize both of them. My eyes glued onto the boy, ignoring the woman beside him.

Raiden!

There was no way he could have been someone else, not if they wanted me to join because of my Quirk. I quickly went back to sprinting towards him, and when he realized it was me, I noticed him running faster than his sister did.

The second we met, my friend smacked me on the side of the head.

"What the hell?" he reprimanded. "You can't just call someone and not say a word!"

My hand rubbed the side of my head as I looked up at him. It wasn't that it hurt, but it did take me off guard a bit. True, Raiden had no idea what happened if that was all he had witnessed was the phone call. Despite not knowing what happened, he still looked for me.

"Hey, that's rude! Let the girl talk," I heard his sister, Hatsuko, scold. When I looked up, I saw her smack the back of his head with so much force that his head bobbed down. Her dark hair was pulled back in a braid while she wore what she normally would when she didn't have to work: a plaid shirt that was knotted at the bottom with a pair of jeans. Seeing her out of her Hero Costume made me realize she wasn't on call right now.

Despite not being in uniform, she still helped her younger brother look for me.

"I—there was...a villain," I said in between breaths. It was hard for me to speak, but they needed to know. People needed to be warned. "He tried to...he tried to kidnap....me and force me...to join."

Raiden's eyes shot open as he looked at his sister. The taller woman didn't need to hear me say another word as she pulled out her phone and started dialing someone. Once her phone started to ring, she looked up at me. After giving me a quick look, the older Yamamoto started to run in the direction I was pointing to.

A part of me knew I should have warned her what she'd be up against if she saw him, what he even looked like, or that he was a part of the Infernal Order, whatever that meant. Honestly, I didn't really want to know what this Infernal Order was since it sounded terrifying.

"You had everyone worried sick with that call," Raiden told me. His voice was much softer than it was before, probably realizing his mistake. Though, it wasn't really a mistake as he had every right to be angry with me.

"He did it to trick me," I explained. "I turned into a rat to escape, thinking he'd just leave me be, but by the time I hid, he must've called you and used it to lure me out."

Hearing my words, the color from Raiden's face faded away. I dropped my head, realizing how horrible that must have sounded. Somehow, I had a feeling I knew what he was going to say. After all the training he put me through, I should have known to make sure the coast was clear before actually giving into him.

Had it not been for Kita's Muay Thai and Raiden's self-defense training, I would have probably been dragged into their secret hideout, being forced to join them. They could have locked me up until I complied like someone else I knew, or maybe there were other ways they forced people to join. Either way, I didn't really want to know, and it made my stomach turn at the thought of it.

Instead of saying anything, Raiden did something unexpected. His arms wrapped around me and pulled me closer to him. My eyes widened at the sudden movement. I looked up at him, seeing his head was laying on mine as he squeezed his eyes shut.

"Sorry," he muttered. "I know you hate this, but you got me worried something bad happened when you didn't answer your own phone call."

"I know," I told him, as I laid my head on his chest. His heart was beating faster than ever, and I didn't have to ask why. With the sweat rolling off of him and the simple fact that I went missing not too long ago, he had every reason to be worried.

My eyes closed as we stood there, and I slowly wrapped my arms around him. I was just so glad I no longer had to deal with Hibiki. With Hatsuko looking for him, I doubt he'd be able to make an escape. There was no way. Even if he could copy Hatsuko's Ultra Strength Quirk, it wouldn't be enough to get him out. The only way he'd be able to do that was if he had someone helping him get away that very second, whether it was with Super Speed, some sort of Flying Quirk, or something else.

That could have very well have been a plausible outcome, but I didn't want to think about that. If someone worked for the Infernal Order that had a Quirk to get people like Hibiki out of trouble, then we were going to be in some major trouble in the future.

Yet, I tried not to think about that long as I started to realize Raiden and I were still holding onto each other. My face started to heat up as we did. It never seemed to fail that every time something bad happened, he was right there to help out. Even when he wasn't there, it was because of his defense lessons that I was able to make a quick get-a-way. He always seemed to be there for me, even if he wasn't really there.

Realizing it, I felt my heart starting to outrace Raiden's. Maybe Kita was right about something, and that terrified me. I didn't want things to get awkward between us, but would I have been lying to myself if I claimed I didn't have feelings for him?

I shoved the thought away as I let myself relax. This was exactly why I needed to keep training. There was always trouble lurking around the corner. As scary as it was for me, I knew it was also scary for my friends if something were to happen to me again. At least this time I managed to get away.

Even if I wasn't ever going to be a hero, I needed to train to be one, so I give my friends and family some sort of peace of mind. The last thing I wanted to do was worry them like this.

If something were to happen, at least I knew my friends would have my back.

🌸 End of Crossover Story 🌸

🌸Character Spotlight: Hibiki Nakashima🌸
Quirk: Muscle Memory
Book: Kita's Legacy

🌸Character Spotlight: Hatsuko Yamamoto🌸
Quirk: Ultra Strength
Book: I'm No Hero

Song: Instrumental Gurenge from Demon Slayer (another great anime...though, it could do without the creepy scary spider arc).