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faulty-writes · 3 months

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[ Alright, this is a day late from my usual posting schedule. But here it is, the second and final part of this request. I hope you enjoy it. As a friendly reminder, this request features a female reader. ]

[ Continuing to follow your vengeance against Chisaki, you leave Height’s Alliance in the middle of the night. However, unknown to you, Tenya is right on your tail as you make your way to the forest. After a bit of stumble and an argument, he shows you what your future will look like if you continue your plan. Who knew your own quirk would be your downfall? ]

You tried to relieve the tension of your backpack straps digging into your shoulders as you continued down the darkened forest path. In addition, your back was sore from having spent hours hunched over your desk researching Kai Chisaki and his organization, Shie Hassaikai.

Your research efforts paid off because you had a vague idea of his and the organization’s whereabouts. Even if it was wrong, you weren’t planning on returning until you achieved your goal. Be it misguided. Part of you still couldn’t believe you were doing this, but the pain raging inside your heart said otherwise.

It told you to keep going until you died which might be the result of your vengeful pursuit. Regardless of this, you continued walking. The chilly air against your skin caused goosebumps to rise. You tightened your grip around the flashlight you held that shined off the dew-covered leaves resting on the ground.

Although the beam of light could make you become easily detected, it was also easy to disappear with the flick of the switch. The distant cries of animals echoed eerily through the trees, making your stomach churn.

‘Come on, now isn’t the time to give into your fears,’ you tried to convince yourself and took notice of the musky scent of earth with subtle undertones of pine that helped you calm down. A distant hum broke your thoughts and made you pause.

You knit your eyebrows as you continue to listen, trying to identify the noise. It reminded you of a drum...wait no. It wasn’t a drum. More like an engine, several. Your eyes widened and your thumb quickly slid over the flashlight button, casting you into darkness.

You then ran to a nearby tree and crouched behind it, waiting in silence to see what or who was making its way down the path. Was it the teachers? Had they found out you were missing and sought your return at all costs? Well, you couldn’t let that happen.

You’d wait all night if you needed to. However, a heavy scent, like car exhaust began to permeate through the air making your nose wrinkle. You noticed a lack of headlights as you stared down the path, perplexing you. But as the sound grew closer, it was accompanied by loud stomping.

You knit your eyebrows. If it wasn’t a car or any other type of wheeled vehicle and footsteps emitted from it, what was it? There was only one explanation, and honestly, you should have known he would come after you before you could accomplish what you wanted.

You clenched your jaw, damn it. The tree’s rough texture dug into your back, but you refused to move. If you got caught, your plan would be ruined, and you couldn’t let that happen. The wind picked up as Tenya closed in on your location.

Wrapping your arms around your head, you felt your hair dance like wildfire and your clothes flap dramatically. It was like being caught in the eye of a hurricane. As the wind current swirled around you, it caused the trees’ branches to tremble, swirling leaves and sticks everywhere.

A minute later, you slumped against the tree and slowly lowered your arms from your head. You looked around, making sure the forest was still intact, and used the tree for support as you stood. You pressed your opposite hand to your chest, aware of your heart’s erratic beat.

After that traumatic event, it was understandable that your blood pressure might be high. But you shook your head, trying to recollect your thoughts and focus. ‘Right, the mission’ you thought before realizing you had dropped your flashlight.

“What!?” You exclaimed before clamping your hands over your mouth. Once again, Tenya slowed his pace down. His legs trembled and threatened to give out from underneath him even as he leaned over and panted softly. Sweat beads dripped from his forehead, plopping onto the ground below.

Despite the cold air against his skin, he wiped his brow and looked up at the sky. The stars above him twinkled, and he knew some time must have passed while he was searching for you. He also knew he was breaking several curfew rules.

If Mr. Aizawa or any other of the instructors at Yuuei High found out he, Eijirou, and Tsuyu were also missing and wandering out at night they would be severely punished. Still, that was nothing compared to the punishment he would feel in his heart if he failed to find and save you.

“Hm?” He paused when he thought he had heard something and curiously looked back down the path. He narrowed his eyes, carefully listening. You swallowed and looked back and forth, despite only seeing faint tree outlines.

Still, your voice echoed through the darkness, and you wondered if it caught Tenya’s attention. However, now wasn’t the time to think about that. Carefully, you peered from behind the tree, looking down the path in the direction Tenya passed by.

The musky scent of his exhaust pipes still lingered in the air, making your nose wrinkle. It appeared the coast was clear and so you continued down the path but there was something in your way. Maybe a rock or a root. Whatever it was, you tripped and landed on the ground with a loud thud.

The sound carried, and no doubt alerted Tenya, if he wasn’t alerted already. “Damn it!” You hissed. The fact you no longer had your flashlight meant very little to you at this moment. ‘Screw it! I’ll just run back the way I came and go around the forest!’ You thought frantically and stumbled to get back up.

The dirt underneath your feet grips onto your shoes, dragging you down and preventing you from getting proper traction. You only managed to run a short distance before hearing a loud piercing noise, like a gun going off. Panic consumed you, making you slip and fall again.

Dirt and mud clung to your arms and hands, soaking into the fabric of your shirt, and covering you in a palette of brown hues. You clenched your jaw, letting a soft growl admit. “No, no, no!” You shouted, far past the point of caring if anyone or anything heard you.

Your plan could not fall apart now! You reached forward, desperately digging your hand into the soil even as the familiar sound of rapid footsteps and lingering exhaust grew stronger. You grunted when you forced yourself back up, but it was too late.

You hissed in response to another whirlwind that kicked up leaves, twigs, and dirt. All of which clung to your body thanks to the mud. You shielded your eyes, waiting for everything to die down before lowering your arms. There, in front of you, stood Tenya. It was evident that he was exhausted.

His cheeks were reddened, and his hair was a sloppy mess. You noticed the sweat that glistened off his forehead in the faint moonlight and the sound of his shallow breathing. Well, at least he looked like a mess too.

Of course, that wasn’t the important thing here. Rather you had to figure out what you were supposed to do now. It was possible to run, but Tenya would catch you. The idea of fighting him came to mind, but you couldn’t hurt someone you cared about. Were you at an impasse?

You tried to step back, but Tenya’s stern expression and burning red glaze conveyed a clear message, ‘Move and I will not hesitate to detain you.’ So, you remained still, gazing at each other. The tension in the air grew thick as was the lingering silence.

“Mm…” You latched onto your bottom lip which began to quiver. ‘This silence is killing me...’ you thought, shifting on your feet. He was a statue before you, unwilling to move, or crumble. A growl rumbled in your throat again.

“You’re not stopping me!” You shouted, breaking the silence, and ignoring how your voice echoed. However, he remained unphased as if you had never yelled at him in the first place. Instead, he stepped forward. His breathing was more stable now, and he was not in the mood to play games. “I am afraid I must disagree,” he stated.

His voice seething with anger. His hands curled at his sides, and you could hear his knuckles crack. “It is my duty as Class President, and your dearest friend to prevent you from harming others and performing actions that will result in ill consequences,” he stated, making your shoulders slump momentarily.

“Huh? Wait…” Your glance turned down, and the memory of when you bumped into him in the hallway came. ‘Well...I should have seen this coming.’ You cursed yourself for not snatching the notebook away before Tenya could read it.

“The only ill consequences that will occur tonight are if you don’t move out of my way!” You hissed, baring your teeth at him. He maintained a stern expression, however. “Do you not understand that your rebellious actions will have dire consequences for your life!?” He said with a raised voice despite knowing it was rude.

“There is the potential that you will lose your hero student status. I fear to think of what will occur if you were to lose your life at that,” he muttered, his hands trembling. “Don’t lecture me about the consequences!” You growled. It’s not like he understands what it feels like to have the one closest to you die.

Yes, you knew what happened to his brother, but Tensei was still alive! Not buried six feet underground like your father. “I don’t care about the consequences. I’d rather do something than sit back and let Chisaki get away with what he did!” You screamed, tears swelling in your eyes.

Tenya sighed and approached you with open arms, but you pushed him away. He frowned and readjusted his glasses. “I am more than certain that Chisaki and the members that made up the Shie Hassaikai have been properly apprehended,” or so he assumed.

He knew very little apart from what Izuku informed him. “I don’t care!” You hissed, your body trembling from the anger and sadness that swelled in your chest, aching for a way out. You clenched your jaw, and stiffened your body, to stop the trembling.

You squeezed your eyes shut, pressing your teeth together until they hurt. Tenya again stepped forward and decided that being slightly more forceful this time would be beneficial. “Y/n!” He shouted, desperately grasping your shoulders.

However, his twisted expression faded when you opened your eyes. They were now pitch-black, except for your pupils, which were now a fluorescent purple and had abnormal rings sparkling in them, almost like camera lenses. He paused, stunned that you had activated your quirk.

Unlike your father’s that allowed him to see another person’s future and required 24 hours to recharge, yours worked on manifestation and you could use it up to three times a day. It was almost funny to think that your father used to believe his visions were as accurate as could be.

However, this was disproven shortly after he faced Chisaki to rescue Eri. He then hypothesized that quirks could affect the accuracy of his quirk, meaning that his visions were, in fact, not 100% accurate. Likewise, yours weren’t either.

But if someone hoped, prayed, or was determined that a certain outcome would happen, you could see their potential future if they chose to take the path they wanted. It would be helpful if you could use your quirk on yourself, but the only way that was possible is if you were in someone else’s manifestation.

Even so, you were happy to help others see the multiple life roads that lie before them. “He took everything from me!” You snapped, foaming at the mouth as you glared at Tenya. His throat tightened, and the tension in the air skyrocketed.

This was a very delicate situation, and he contemplated how to respond. He needed to be precise with his words. He needed to ensure they were firm but didn’t add fuel to the fire. But how could that be possible? What could he say to ease your anger? Should he be understanding?

Should he convince you that your hero’s heart would not allow you to do what you desired? He took a deep breath. “I understand your desire for retribution,” he said, his voice holding a firm tone to it. He watched your expression soften, even though there was still anger in it. In addition, your eyes continued to glow black and purple.

“Furthermore, I understand your grief,” he added, hoping that drawing on his compassionate nature would somehow convince you to cease and desist. “I once made the mistake of allowing hatred to cloud my judgment, to overtake my hero’s heart for a brief moment,” he said, keeping his hands on your shoulders.

“I only realized how foolish my actions to apprehend Stain was when it resulted in my friend’s receiving injuries,” he said, glancing down. “I caused innocent blood to be spilled, and I regret it,” he sighed and looked up. The stars continued to sparkle as if they were listening to the conversation.

“Even now, I do not believe I will measure up to what it means to be a true hero. Yet, Midoriya, in particular, continues to attempt to convince me otherwise,” he admitted, “he is a worthy rival and friend.” He focused his attention back on you.

“To surpass him with everything I have is my goal, and I am most certain that he would take whatever precautionary measures possible to prevent the one he cares about from falling down a grave path,” he explained, looking you in the eye.

Once again you tried pushing him away, but unlike before, he didn’t budge. He buckled his knees, digging his feet into the ground. Yes, he would not let you push him away. “I don’t care! Don’t you see that!? Let me go!” You demanded, wiggling like mad to get his hands off your shoulders.

Tenya grimaced and before you could register what had happened, the world around you spun, and you felt the painful impact of a tree against your back. Tenya glared at you, purposely pressing his body against yours to keep you pinned to said tree.

“Forgive me,” he said, “but I believe the proper way to respond to your behavior was to temporarily disable your efforts to escape,” he stated, making you growl again. “I need to avenge my father! He died in vain!” You hissed and resumed wiggling like an injured animal.

“And do you believe that by engaging in vengeance you are properly preserving your father’s legacy!?” He snapped and watched as your eyes returned to normal. “What?” You asked flatly. “My father was a great man an-” Tenya lowered his face to yours and you looked at him bewildered, not used to someone being so close to you.

“The importance of preserving your father’s legacy is surely worth more than succumbing to hatred to achieve it. Do you not realize what will happen if-” he sighed, his stomach twisting. He detested repeating himself and instead, tried to employ another tactic.

“If you were to go through with your vengeance, what do you believe the results of such actions will bring?” He asked and ignored your eyes rolling. “Perhaps a demonstration is in order,” he stated, stepping back. You held your breath, and a dull ache coursed through your back, but you were otherwise alright.

He held his hand out to you. “Hm?” You looked at it, raising your eyebrow. “I believe I can provide you with the proper manifestation if you were to allow yourself to go down this path,” he stated. Was he suggesting you use your quirk on him? How could he possibly show what your future looked like?

You frowned, your gaze lingering on his hand. Then again, it was possible that because he went through something similar, he could easily shift reality in a sense. This could allow you to see a vision of the future he believed would happen if you continued down this path.

“Mm…” you hesitantly reached out, partly surprised he was allowing you to touch him despite the dirt that covered your person. Your stare lingered on him for a moment before slowly laying your hand in his and you activated your quirk.

Like a movie cinema, you could see a scene unfolding before you. Everything was white, and a soft ringing echoed before color filled the image. You knit your eyebrows, uncertain of what you were seeing. A moment passed before you realized it was a jail cell.

The walls were painted a dull gray, with a few black streaks across them that resembled claw marks. As if the person inside or someone who was there previously had tried to claw their way out. The flooring looked rough and had an odd texture as if it was made of rocks.

Next, in the center of the room, was a chair. An individual occupied it, their arms bound behind their back with metal chains and handcuffs encircling their wrists. You narrowed your eyes, trying to make sense of what or who you were seeing.

You noticed that they also wore a metal clasp over their mouth, preventing them from speaking and that they were dark and full of hatred. But their gaze was focused forward. ‘Is that supposed to be me?’ You thought. Apparently, in Tenya’s future manifest, you ended up in prison.

The hatred you felt toward Chisaki and Shie Hassaikai had grown worse, taking over your mind and heart. A large glass window was in front of you, and a man stood on the other side. He looked very tall and muscular. But there was a certain gentleness about him.

He was dressed in a white futuristic space suit. It clung tightly to his chest and showed off every curve of his muscles apart from the bulky pieces that covered his forearms and shoulders. His gaze was intense yet held a sense of sadness and regret as he looked at you with his hand clasped over his jaw.

Glasses were absent from his face, and his bangs gently brushed against his nose bridge. You noticed he had specialized boots with six pieces that jutted out from the back of each one. ‘Tenya?’ You thought, wanting to reach out and touch him, but of course, since it was a vision you could only watch the events unfold.

He lowered his hand, and a sigh escaped him. “Perhaps it’s more beneficial for you to remain here,” he stated, and your heart sank. Was he saying he was giving up on you? Wait…that’s not the Tenya you know! You wanted to shout at him when he turned and walked away, but your voice was useless.

Your heart raced the further he walked away, and the vision faded. Your breath hitched, and you stumbled back, feeling the ground underneath you give in. You cried out, expecting to feel the harsh impact of the ground again.

Instead, a strong hand pulled you forward, and a grunt came when you collided with Tenya’s chest. His arm wrapped around your waist, preventing you from moving. “Y/n,” he said, trying to get you to look at him. However, it appeared you were still in shock at what had just happened or rather what you had just seen.

You felt your stomach twist. The anger that was previously directed at Chisaki and his organization was now directed at Tenya. Your hands curled into his shirt. “Y-you left me!” You screamed, your eyes watering over with hot tears as he looked at you bewildered.

“P-pardon?” He replied, gently guiding you and himself to the ground. You pounded your fist against his chest. “Y-you left me!” you choked out, struggling to catch your breath between soft hiccups. “J-just like hi…him!” You clenched your jaw, grinding your teeth together as you leaned forward, letting your tears soak into his shirt.

He stiffened in response, wondering where this reaction came from. He did not know the extent of your quirk per se, and he could not see what you saw. But if he was the cause of this reaction, he pondered how dark the manifestation he had created was for you.

Did he leave you in the future you saw? His arm tightened around your waist while you continued to cry. No, he would never do that. Never. “I…apologize,” he said, although apologies meant very little now. He was aware not to make any subtle movements as he placed his free hand on your head, gently stroking your hair.

The sound of your crying made his heart sink. Even in the bitter chill of the night, he sought to provide you with warmth and reassurance. He pressed his head against yours and took a deep breath. “I would never leave you,” he assured, tightening his fingers in your hair.

He noticed the way you were trembling, and he understood that the loss of your father may have adversely affected you in more ways than one. Perhaps you now had the fear that everyone you cared for would leave you, but he would ensure to put such fears to rest.

“I give you my word as a hero and your dearest friend,” he said, pulling back to look at you. Your eyes were reddened, and the moonlight reflected off the moist surface of them. “Pardon,” he said, gently cupping your cheek and wiping away your tears. He noted that your face felt cold.

While it was a priority to get you back to the student housing, he wanted to make sure you wouldn’t attempt something foolish like this again. Furthermore, he wished to comfort you and cease your tears. “Perhaps we can craft a plan together?” he suggested.

“One that ensures your father’s vision and ideals continue to be upheld and that darkness shall never consume them,” you sniffled. “H-how?” You asked, having expected Tenya to give you a reasonable response. Instead, he remained silent.

“I believe that is something we can contemplate together,” he insisted after a long moment of thought. “However, we have accomplished the first step, for I could never allow you to succumb to such darkness,” he boldly said.

“And I insist that you allow me to escort you back to the Height’s Alliance.” Swallowing thickly, you felt embarrassment wash over you. It wasn’t a surprise that you didn’t want to go back. If everyone knew you were missing, the chances were that your teachers did as well.

Jeez, you could only imagine what they had to say to you. Would they judge you for what you attempted to do? Then again, when Tenya attempted to get his vengeance on Stain, your classmates and the teachers welcomed him back with open arms. Would they do the same for you?

You sniffled, staring blankly at Tenya’s chest as a few stray tears slid down your cheeks. “I assure you that our friends are waiting and searching for you,” he said. “L-looking for me?” you replied, looking at him with disbelief. He nodded.

“We…were concerned and had taken measures to ensure that you wouldn’t do anything foolish,” he said. He knew he may sound harsh, but that was the reality of the situation. “Eijirou and Tsuyu are currently searching for you. Midoriya is also aware you were missing,” he explained.

You narrowed your eyes, allowing silence to fill the space between you. So, he had found out about your plan, and your friends had taken precautions to ensure you couldn’t go through with it. Your throat tightened, and you sniffled.

Maybe it was true, your father wouldn’t approve of your actions, especially after what happened between him and All Might. You wanted to keep his legacy alive, and positively. Yes, maybe it would be difficult at first, but with the help of Tenya and the rest of your friends, you could do it.

You wiped your eyes, hissing at the icy bite left behind. You took a deep breath. “O-okay,” you said, leaning away to look him in the eye. “I think…maybe I can go back,” you said. Your voice was weak. Tenya stiffened as you placed your hands on his shoulders and pushed yourself up.

Although your legs were shaking, and without much thought, Tenya stood. “Pardon,” he said before placing his hands on your hips, caring less that he too, was now covered in dirt and mud. “Do you require assistance with walking?” Or perhaps he could carry you, but that was a last drastic measure.

You took a moment and straightened your legs. “No, I…” Honestly, you weren’t sure, but Tenya picked up on your uncertainty and kept an arm wrapped around your waist while taking your free hand in his. “Pardon, but perhaps this is the safest way to escort you back to the dormitory,” he stated.

While you weren’t exactly comfortable, it seemed like he didn’t trust you to not run away. Regardless, you remained quiet as the two of you walked back down the path you had come from. The sound of leaves crunching underneath your feet sounded and you glanced at Tenya whose gaze was turned forward.

On occasion, he would glance at his hand which continued to hold yours firmly. You could only imagine how tired he was, pushing himself to his limits trying to find you. His face was still covered in sweat and the dirt you unintentionally smeared on him. “Mm,” you feel guilty.

However, he remained with a determined and stern expression, and you noticed his steps grew faster the nearer the two of you got to the end of the path. You knew from experience that when Tenya was focused on something, he tended to block out his surroundings.

“Hm,” this gave you the perfect opportunity to use your quirk. Taking a breath, you closed your eyes. Every time you activated it, you needed to wait an additional minute. Regardless, when you opened your eyes again, they were black and purple, and the cinema film rolled.

Unlike before, there was no dull and damp jail cell. Rather you appeared to be standing among your friends. Izuku, Tsuyu, Shoto, Uraraka, and Tenya. It looked like all of you were in some kind of agency. The walls were pure white, and everything looked polished and organized.

For a moment, you thought this was Tenya’s agency but soon realized it was your father’s. Centipeder, at some point in this future, must have handed the agency off to you. Your heart fluttered at the thought. Keeping your father’s legacy alive starts with caring for the agency he built.

Your friends were talking about something, perhaps a mission or lunch plans, but you weren’t sure. There was no sense of distress about whatever they were discussing, and the conversation went on for a few minutes with all of you smiling and laughing.

Then you watched all of them, except Tenya, bid you goodbye before leaving. You grinned and turned to him, noticing he smiled as he extended his hand. “Shall we depart as well?” He asked, and you drew your breath.

So, he was truthful when he said he’d never leave you, at least when you chose to keep your father’s legacy alive instead of acting on vengefulness. You watched yourself take his hand, and as he guided you out the door you noticed something else.

On the left side wall was a framed calligraphy with the words, ‘His legacy lives on through you’ accompanied by a portrait of your father. Even knowing why, you had that created, a feeling of joy erupted in your heart.

As cheesy as it may sound, living well might be the best revenge. At least in your case. Even if vengeance somehow grasped your heart again, it would not stay for long because you were Sir Nighteye’s daughter, and that’s all you ever needed to know.

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hi! do you think you could do a iida x f!reader where they’re the daughter of sir nighteye, and when he eventually dies they go after chisaki for revenge but iida talks them out of it, and uses his experience with stain to convince them.

sorry if this is too specific, i just really like ur writing, especially the iida ones!

[ Hello dear anon. Apologies that this took longer than anticipated. I ended up having to split this into two parts. So no worries, the second part will be published as soon as I am able. But I hope you enjoy this. I like the aspect of Sir Nighteye having a daughter and her having to deal with his passing. ]

He took EVERYTHING from you and left only an empty void where your heart once resided. It felt like a violent storm drowned you in a suffocating ocean of sadness after your father, Sir Nighteye, died. But this wasn’t as bad as the suffocating worry that your friends surrounded you with.

Since Toshinori had a personal history with your father, he tried to comfort you after this unfortunate event, but you chose to isolate yourself instead. Despite your father’s passing, you knew he would be disappointed that you distanced yourself from everyone, including the man he idolized.

If you got around to cleaning the countless All Might items, he had accumulated over the years, it would be a nightmare. It was bad enough that you had to attend and deliver a eulogy at his funeral. During your speech, you choked on your words and sobbed in front of everyone until Tenya, your closest friend, politely ended it.

After that, he guided you to a private location where you cried into his chest for what seemed like hours. It’s hard to recall if you thanked him for that, but the whole event was a blur. With time, the tragic feeling of sadness gradually changed into anger as you got used to living without your father.

Wait…no that’s not quite right. Anger wasn’t the right word to describe it. The bloodthirsty need for vengeance was more accurate. Yup. You may ask, against whom? Overhaul, otherwise known as Kai Chisaki, caused your father’s demise.

And in your vengeful mindset, you laid out a plan that would, hopefully, confront him and avenge your father’s death. Once you did, you believed it would honor his memory because it would rewrite how he died in vain.

It was evident that your dark cloud of thought followed you to school the following morning, since your classmates’ raised eyebrows, and looked shocked, or just plain concerned when they saw you or passed you in the hallway.

“Ribbit, I know Y/n is still upset over what happened. But she hasn’t talked to anyone about it since,” Tsuyu said, and Eijirou nodded. “Yeah,” he replied, crossing his arms. “I’m worried about her. She’s giving off an aura scarier than Bakugou right now,” the angry blond growled.

“What the hell did you just say!?” He demanded, rising from his seat before grabbing Eijirou by the front of his uniform. Tsuyu ignored them, while Tenya tried to get their attention. “I insist you refrain from engaging in physical aggravation during class hours!” He snapped, chopping his hand through the air.

“Class hasn’t even started yet, damn four-eyes!” Katsuki snapped in response, making Tenya sigh. He believed that Katsuki was certainly rude, and it was unlikely that he’d ever gain the patience to practice proper social manners.

He pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to calm his frustration when Tsuyu spoke again. “Maybe you should talk to her Iida,” she suggested. “You’re her closest friend, right?” Her question was followed by a look of curiosity, and he returned that curious expression while clasping his chin, contemplating.

“I suppose that is correct,” he replied before looking your way. You were slumped over at your desk with your arms resting against its surface. “I am afraid that while I have been attempting to provide comfort for Y/n over the weeks since the death of her father, I have been rather unsuccessful.” He hated admitting that.

“I assumed that she required space and time so as to not further aggravate her emotional state,” he explained before taking a deep breath. “But perhaps a direct approach is needed,” he looked at Tsuyu and walked past Katsuki and Eijirou who paused and observed where he was heading.

“He’s going to talk to Y/n?” Eijirou asked, looking at Tsuyu and Katsuki huffed before dropping his hands to his sides. “Just what the hell does four-eyes think he’ll accomplish by doing that?” he questioned, crossing his arms as he continued to watch.

As Tenya approached, he noticed you mumbling to yourself. Your words, however, were indistinguishable. He stood there for a moment, curious if you noticed him. However, you seemed rather oblivious, so he cleared his throat, hoping to catch your attention.

This didn’t work. “Very well,” he stated, “pardon my reach.” He laid his hand on your shoulder and proceeded to shake you. “Hm?!” Your eyes widened, and your muttering stopped. You clenched your jaw, and turned your head, prepared to snap at whoever was disturbing your not murderous and vengeful thoughts about Chisaki.

However, you latched onto your lip when you saw who it was. “Oh,” a small wave of panic washed over you. Had he heard what you were muttering? If that was the case, you needed to play it cool or dumb. However, it wasn’t easy to fool Tenya, especially since his incident with Mei at the Sports Festival.

You glanced away while rubbing your neck. Here goes nothing. “Oh hey, Iida,” you replied, ignoring how your stomach churned and twisted into knots. As a hero student, you hated feeling nervous, although, given the negative emotions you had been experiencing lately, this feeling was more than welcome.

You frowned and focused on Tenya again. It was scary, in a way, to think that he probably knew more about how you felt than anyone else. Yes, you pushed everyone who attempted to comfort you away and although your actions were justified due to the recent tragedy that occurred, Tenya was persistent.

It was a wonder what he’d think if you told him that the tiny voice of reason in your head seemed to vanish whenever your thoughts switched to Chisaki, and hatred engulfed your heart. He narrowed his eyes, gazing at you with concern.

“Are you…well?” He asked. “Well?” You repeated, your eyes glossing over and your gaze turning toward the front of the classroom. “Yes…I am well,” you replied, but your voice lacked emotion, and that alarmed him even more.

He had been rather concerned about your well-being and state of mind after your father’s death. When Tensei was greatly injured, he experienced such emotional turmoil that he almost lost his sense of heroism and logic.

He would hate to see you go down the same path, even though you claimed to be fine. Yet, when you turned to look at him, he noticed something in your eyes, and it made his stomach turn. He swallowed heavily but decided to address it later.

“I see,” he took a step back and pressed a hand against his chest. “Are you…certain you are feeling well?” He questioned, his eyes narrowing with suspicion. He did not want to believe that you would lie to him. However, he also knew there was a chance that you didn’t even know how you were feeling now.

Emotions were quite hard to explain at times and traumatic events tended to cause one to feel “numb” and as such, a lack of emotion followed, and made it difficult for one to truly grasp just how they felt. He supposed you were also going through the various stages of grief, which too was understandable.

Your whole life changed overnight, and yet the world continued to turn. Forcing you to abide by its rules when all you desired was a break, a mere moment to recollect yourself. Yet, this did not happen. He knew how frustrating that was.

Perhaps that is why his words were of no use to you now and he was better suited to continue to play the role of support. That was quite efficient in most cases because it allowed the individual the space they so required while at the same time, knowing that there was someone there to reach out to when needed.

“Yes,” you replied. Once again, your voice was barely audible. It was almost as though someone was pulling a string and speaking for you. A single recorded phrase that meant nothing and although he did not like it, he had to accept it. At least for the moment.

He nodded. “Very well, I am certain you already know that I will always be present if you require any assistance or perhaps…someone to lend an ear and discuss the ailments you are experiencing,” he stated, chopping his hand rhythmically through the air.

“Yes,” you replied, staring blankly at the front of the classroom again. He curled his lips and shook his head in uncertainty. Nevertheless, he turned around and walked back to Tsuyu and Eijirou, who were now joined by Shoto and Izuku.

“H-hey Iida,” Izuku greeted cheerfully. “Hello,” he replied, grasping his chin, and tapping it with his finger. Tenya ignored how they exchanged glances and the silence that filled the air was broken when Eijirou snapped, “Well!?” Izuku was startled by his outburst while Shoto raised his eyebrow.

Tenya glanced at him. “What happened with Y/n!? Is she okay?!” He urged, and Shoto turned to Izuku. “Y/n?” he questioned, and Izuku shrugged, uncertain of the conversation taking place. Tsuyu walked over and laid her hand on Eijirou’s back, making him recoil before looking at her from over his shoulder.

“Oh heh, sorry,” he replied. He got emotional and sometimes let it go to his head. “We’re all concerned about Y/n,” she explained, glancing at Izuku and Shoto. “It’s going to be a while before she’s okay again. I know she must miss Sir Nighteye.” All of them did.

“Ribbit, but I’ve noticed something off-putting about Y/n lately too,” something that wasn’t sadness nor anger, but an entirely different emotion she couldn’t quite put her finger on. “Hm,” she tapped her lips before looking at Tenya.

“Actually…” she said. Maybe she could describe the emotion she saw in you after all. “The way she’s acting reminds me of Iida,” she commented. “Pardon?” Tenya replied, perhaps the most confused among his friends. “Don’t you remember, Iida?” she asked. “After your brother was injured,” she clarified.

Izuku frowned. “Y-yeah, I remember that T-Todoroki-kun and I w-went after you,” or rather it was a matter of lucky circumstance that they happened to be in the same area as Tenya at the time. “We…defeated The H-Hero Killer together…” he continued, “and a-after…Iida admitted that…” His hands curled into fists.

He had a hard time remembering the emotional impact of that day. Shoto, noticing his friend’s distressed state, placed a hand on his shoulder. He wasn’t much for physical affection, but since making friends at Yuuei, he learned how to provide comfort.

Izuku turned to him, but Shoto’s eyes shifted to Tenya. “Iida went after Stain like a fool,” he said, never one to sugarcoat anything. Although he seemed unaware of the awkward tension he had created. “You let your anger cloud your judgment…I let it cloud my judgment too,” he admitted.

Thinking back to how he used to be, so angry and closed off to the world. He was truly thankful to his friends for helping him escape his shell. Eijirou’s jaw dropped, and his eyes widened as if he had seen the most horrific sight. “Wait…” He paused, making sure he understood everything.

“Are you suggesting that Y/n might…” he shuttered to think about it, but nobody expected someone as rational as Tenya to do what he did either. All eyes turned to him, and quite frankly, he was at a loss for words. “Well, I…” he straightened his posture and pushed his glasses up, looking in your direction perplexed.

“I am not certain…” although given your insistence that you were fine, you may still be in denial about what happened or hiding your true emotions just as he did. “Talking to her hadn’t helped provide you with a clue?” Shoto asked, now making everyone look at him.

Eijirou chuckled and laid his hand on Shoto’s shoulder. This made him tremble in response and look at the redhead as if he insulted his ancestry. “I think you’re being too blunt,” he stated, making Shoto knit his eyebrows. “Blunt?” He repeated but Tsuyu spoke up. “Todoroki-kun makes a good point,” she said.

“Then again, nobody knew what Iida wanted to do until it was too late,” she tapped her chin a few times, letting her eyes linger on you. “Maybe we need to observe her,” she suggested, making Eijirou raise his eyebrow. “Observe her? What do you mean, like keep an eye on her?” she nodded.

“What do you think Iida?” She asked, noticing he was frowning. “I am not certain that is the best strategy as it may invade the barriers of privacy,” he stated, chopping his hand lightly through the air. “However, perhaps that is the only option we have left…” he concluded.

“S-so how can w-we do it?” Izuku peeped up. Eijirou grinned. “Yeah! We have to be stealthy, right?” He asked, turning to Shoto who wore a blank expression as he thought. “I don’t think we need to spy,” he said a minute later. “Just keep an eye on her like Tsuyu suggested,” he noted.

“It doesn’t mean we need to watch her all the time. We just need to make sure she doesn’t hurt herself or wander somewhere alone,” he clarified. “Oh, okay,” Eijirou said. “So, give her space but talk to her when we think she’s doing something suspicious?” In a way, it still seemed dishonest.

“Perhaps that is best,” Tenya said, but in the back of his mind he couldn’t help but wonder if, like him, there was a chance you’d wander off when you suspected no one was watching you. Regardless, it was his job along with your mutual friends to prevent you from walking down a dark path from which there was no return.

“All right, everyone in your seats,” Shota stated as he walked through the door. “Yes sir!” Tenya immediately said, scrambling to get to his seat just as his friends did. While he normally paid attention in class, he found his gaze drifting to you.

You looked intensely focused on your thoughts instead of the lesson Mr. Aizawa was currently teaching. He might be pleased to know he was right. Within your mind, you devised several plans to confront Chisaki. These were the ideas you scribbled down in your notebook.

You assumed that nobody would look at it especially given your unique situation. Yuuei insisted you have sessions with the lifestyle guidance counselor, Ryo Inui also known as the Hunting Dog Hero: Hound Dog. Usually, these sessions are one hour long on selected days of the week. Today was one of those days.

As to not disturb your afternoon hero training too much, the sessions took place during lunch. Ryo usually kept quiet, to your surprise, during the first 25 minutes of the session to give you time to eat. The remaining time was used to talk about how you were feeling, and how you were dealing with the loss of your father.

But you told him what you told everyone else: that you were fine. Of course, he didn’t buy that. “One day you’ll have to face how you feel!” He growled at you. Oh, if only he knew what you were about to do. “If you can’t handle that, come to us!” You hated it when he gave this speech, even if he had a valid point to make.

“You rely on us heroes to protect you even from yourselves!” You knew he meant well but letting someone else handle your demons just seemed wrong. Although that could be your stubborn and determined attitude speaking. Your father taught you how to be cold and calculated in a sense, and to do nothing short of your best.

Yet maybe that played into your naive plan regarding what you wished to do to Chisaki. Nevertheless, the session ended without you learning or improving. Your rushed footsteps echoed down the hallway as you exited your classroom and headed to Gym Gamma.

You had some regret not taking your hero costume with you to your session with Ryo, but it didn’t matter now. You carried it with one hand while your other was wrapped around the strap of your backpack which hung off your shoulder. As you turned the hallway corner, you stumbled back and fell to the floor with a thud.

The suitcase containing your hero costume flew and bounced on the floor a few times. It then hit the opposite wall near an empty classroom. Your backpack contents spilled out, littering the floor. You sat up, hissing softly.

“Ouch…” you muttered before someone stepped in front of you. “Apologies,” when you looked up, Tenya stared back at you. He was dressed in his hero suit, apart from the helmet that normally concealed his face.

“Hm?” When he realized he had run into you, he leaned onto one knee and glanced at you from head to toe. “Are you injured? Forgive me, I was not anticipating someone coming around the corner at the accelerated speed you were going,” he explained.

“Yeah well…” You glanced away, irritated. “I’m not injured…” you muttered. “Then may I assist you in gathering your things?” He asked, referring to the contents of your backpack. You sighed and slowly sat on your knees.

“Yeah, I guess,” you replied, picking up the first few items within reach. Tenya walked around and picked up one of the textbooks. He handed it to you before grabbing the notebook you were writing in earlier that morning.

After placing the textbook in your backpack, you grabbed said notebook. However, it slipped between your fingers when Tenya handed it to you and landed on the floor again. Your vengeful ideas were scribbled across its pages and were now laid open for the world to see.

You cursed yourself for hesitating because that allowed Tenya to pick up the notebook and curiously look at what you had written down. Your heart pounded and you could only helplessly watch his eyebrows knit together.

“Pardon but-” You jumped to your feet and snatched it from him. He looked shocked by your behavior. “W-what are you even doing here!?” You demanded, clenching the notebook to your chest, and glaring at him. He blinked a few times, and you noticed a suspicious look in his eye.

“I…was merely assisting an injured classmate to Recovery Girl,” he replied. You huffed “Good for you,” in response before frantically picking up the rest of your things. You shoved them into your backpack and grabbed the metal suitcase containing your hero suit.

“Y/n?” Tenya asked, watching the spectacle with serious concern. However, he remained silent as you raced down the hallway. This was despite his urge to exclaim that running in hallways was prohibited. Little did he know your cheeks burned red.

‘Stupid, stupid, stupid!’ Out of all the things he could have seen. Well, maybe you could just…make some excuse if he asked about them. Something along the lines of getting your emotions out on paper. Yeah, that sounded fine. Writing was a form of coping, right?

Although you weren’t certain how much of that Tenya would buy, the way he looked at you the rest of the day only indicated that his suspicions were high. You tried to ignore it to the best of your ability and avoided him when you could.

You knew that might come back to bite you, but you didn’t care because there were more important things to do. Like conducting research regarding Chisaki’s whereabouts. Luckily, it was easy to fool Principal Nezu and the rest of your teachers.

Simply, you told them that you needed time for yourself and felt overwhelmed by your emotions. You couldn’t be disturbed while doing research. Although you felt some remorse for using your father’s death as an excuse to do your vengeful research, it would be worth it.

They granted you a week off without consequence. The only condition was that you had to stay within Yuuei student housing grounds and continue your regularly scheduled sessions with Hound Dog. A small price to pay, not that you were going anywhere, not yet at least.

Although the student dorm was a bit eerie during the day because of the dead silence with the occasional creaks and cracks of the building settling, you tried not to let this disturb you as you started your week-long research. Of course, your friends were concerned when they noticed you were absent from class.

In addition, you rarely left your room during the evening. However, none were more concerned than Tenya. Frankly, he couldn’t help but think back to the strange writing you had in your notebook. It wasn’t that hard to figure out that those writings and your current behavior were connected.

“A-are you sure about this I-Iida?” Izuku asked. “Yeah, I mean she could just be trying to express herself. Nothing’s more manly than taking control of your emotions!” Eijirou declared with a smile while Tsuyu thought quietly.

“I’m most certain the writing within her notebook was not merely a method to cope with her emotions,” he replied sternly. “Are you sure?” Eijirou asked before Tsuyu spoke up. “Ribbit, well if Iida is right then Y/n needs our help,” she concluded.

“Well, if there’s something wrong and she’s going to go through with what she wrote, I agree,” Eijirou said. Izuku clenched his jaw, his features twisted with uncertainty. “B-but we…we can’t just f-force help onto h-her…” he stated before glancing away, trying to devise a reasonable solution in his head.

“W-what if they try to…l-leave? They haven’t even b-been in class lately a-and…” he frowned. He hated thinking you would do something sneaky like him, Shoto, Tenya, Eijirou, and Momo had when The League kidnapped Katsuki.

Leaving in the middle of the night without telling anyone and running around the city in disguises wasn’t the nicest or smartest thing they could have done. Not to mention how they neglected Tsuyu’s feelings on the matter. However, at least they patched things up and Eijirou and her were closer than ever.

All eyes seemed to linger on the ground. More than likely, they were all thinking the same thing Izuku was. “Maybe…we can ask Yaoyorozu for help?” Tsuyu suggested, naturally catching everyone’s attention. “May I ask you to elaborate on your suggestion?” Tenya replied, and Eijirou nodded.

“Yeah, why ask Yaoyorozu for help?” he asked. “I’m sure she can figure out a way to keep track of Y/n without us interfering,” she explained. “Huh…” Eijirou thought about her words, glancing at Izuku who seemed concerned about the idea of asking Momo for help while Tenya sighed.

“Perhaps it would be beneficial to use alternative methods to ensure we don’t worsen Y/n’s already fragile condition,” he said before looking at Tsuyu. “Do you believe Momo could provide such a solution?” Tsuyu smiled, the tip of her tongue sticking out from between her lips.

She nodded in response to Tenya’s question and with some hesitance, the four of them sought her out. “I’m honored that you’d ask for my help,” Yaoyorozu said, placing a hand on her chest. “But I don’t know what I can do,” she said, tapping her lips a few times.

“Y/n is entitled to a little privacy and time alone to sort out her feelings. I can’t imagine what she’s going through,” she said with a frown. “That’s exactly why we need your help!” Eijirou exclaimed, curling his hands into fists.

Yaoyorozu looked at him, her eyebrow raised. “Come on, there must be something you can do,” he said while Tsuyu laid a comforting hand on his back. “Iida is mostly concerned about what he found in Y/n’s notebook,” she explained. “Her notebook?” She asked, looking at Tenya perplexed.

“I’m not certain if the writings found in her notebook were a coping mechanism that assisted her in organizing her complex array of emotions or perhaps…plans she wishes to enact,” he explained. Silence lingered in the air shortly after. Eijirou looked at Izuku before walking toward Yaoyorozu.

“Whatever it is, Iida is right to be concerned. We all are!” He stated, determination shining in his eyes before grabbing Yaoyorozu’s hands. She looked shocked by this action, almost as if it were foreign. He leaned forward, locking eyes with her.

“He’s doing the right thing by bringing this to our attention. Even if Y/n doesn’t want our help, we need to prevent her from making a big mistake,” he said, tightening his grip on her hands. “So please,” he brought her hands against his chest where his heart pounded erratically.

“Will you help us?” He asked. “Mm…” she glanced away, thinking for a moment. “Alright,” she said, standing up. “I think I have a solution,” extending her arm, it glowed a faint blue hue before several oval-shaped devices fell onto the floor, each one clinking as they piled on top of one another.

“Huh?” Eijirou looked at the devices, clearly confused about what they were while Tenya picked one up, examining it closely. “These are motion devices,” Yaoyorozu explained before a larger, more rectangular device manifested from her arm. She quickly grasped it before it hit the floor.

“Here,” she said, holding it out to Tenya. He looked perplexed but took it, nonetheless. She smiled proudly and placed a hand on her hip. “That will alert you when the motion sensors are set off, but it may be impossible to tell what sets them off,” she explained.

“Still, I know it will help with your request,” Tenya enclosed his hand around the device. “Thank you very much for your assistance. I am most certain this will help indeed,” he replied, smiling at Yaoyorozu. She returned it and looked at Eijirou, Tsuyu, and Izuku.

“I believe we should find appropriate locations for these motion devices,” Tenya said, kneeling to gather them in his hand. “R-right!” Izuku replied, helping him pick them up while Eijirou laid his hand on Yaoyorozu’s shoulder.

“Yeah, thanks! We owe you one!” He grinned like a madman showing off his pointy-shark-like teeth and while that may unsettle some, she nodded. “Glad I could help,” she said, “especially if Y/n needs it.” A frown came to her face. “I hope they’re alright.” It was evident she was just as worried as everyone else.

Following this, Tenya carefully considered the proper locations for the motion devices. He believed the most beneficial locations were the front steps of the Class A dormitory, the entrance to the nearby forest, and along the road to Yuuei High. Yes, these particular spots would also be triggered throughout the day.

However, there was more likelihood that, if by chance you would leave, you’d do it at night. The days following were some of Tenya’s most emotionally heightened. He was constantly on edge, waiting for something to happen.

When night came, he always woke up to the sound of the motion devices going off. However, every time he hurried outside, he found that something else triggered it. Like an animal curiously passing by in the dead of night.

While his friends lost hope or doubted that the writings Tenya described in your notebook were malicious, something told him that was not the case. Perhaps one could call it intuition, but he could not accept that those writings were merely emotional expressions.

He believed they were motives. Plans you wished to take into action, and he would not rest until he caught you in the act or prevented you from doing it. So, he continued to wait, and the following night, he was jolted out of his sleep when the device went off as it had done many times before.

He hitched his breath, immediately grabbing his glasses. Despite being in his sleepwear, he slipped on a light jacket, put on his jogging shoes, and left his sleeping cap on his bed. The last thing he grabbed was the device that had jolted him awake and went to your room.

He noticed that your door was left ajar. “Mm…” Despite respecting the inner sanctum of another’s living space, he placed his hand on the doorframe and peered into your room. Even with the lights shut off, he noticed that your bed was undone, and you were nowhere to be found.

He also noticed that the dresser drawers were open, almost as if you rushed to gather clothing before disappearing. His grip tightened on the doorframe, his nails digging into it briefly before he ran down the hallway. He knew his frantic steps might alert his classmates and wake them from their sleep.

However, he did not care, there was a more pressing matter at hand. This was, of course, finding you and possibly stopping whatever horrific act you wished to commit. He had to find you before it was too late. He had to save you.

He pushed past the front door of the student dorm and hurried down the stairs as the cool night air evaporated his breath. He looked back and forth along the road that surrounded the student campus, and his heart sank when he realized you were nowhere in sight.

Silence fell over him, accompanied by the cries of owls and the chirping of insects in the distance. Then he extended one leg out in front of him, bending it at the knee and extending the opposite leg behind him. His calves shifted and six small engines appeared that sparked to life with a loud rumble.

A deafening silence fell over the world around him as his eyes focused forward. He was about to take off to search the surrounding areas where he had placed the motion devices as he had done countless times before. The only difference was that he was certain you had left the premises this time.

While it could have been easy enough to assume you had merely woken up in the middle of the night to have a snack or use the restroom, it appeared you had taken provisions. This was enough to convince him you were out here.

His engines backfired temporarily when a hand grabbed his shoulder, surprising him and breaking his concentration. “Wow, heh, sorry Iida,” Eijirou said, flashing him a smile. “We were wondering if you’d be out here,” Tsuyu chimed in, coming to stand next to Eijirou. Tenya knit his eyebrows.

“Well, heh,” Eijirou rubbed the back of his head, “you kind of woke everyone up with your rushed footsteps…and Izuku wanted to know what happened,” he explained, nervously. Tsuyu nodded. “When he noticed you weren’t in your room, he searched the dorm, ribbit.”

She then shrugged. “I figured you’d gone after Y/n or something else that triggered the motion sensors,” she explained, pressing one finger to her chin. “Yeah, but we didn’t want you to search alone anymore or go after Y/n by yourself, considering how determined you can get sometimes,” Eijirou said before looking around.

“I was just preparing to track her down,” Tenya explained, almost sounding irritated that he had been interrupted despite knowing his friends meant well. “We’ll help then!” He declared and ignored Tenya’s raised eyebrow.

“I am not certain that is the most beneficial-” Eijirou grabbed onto his shoulders, shaking him. “Which way do you want us to go?!” He asked frantically, and yet again Tenya looked at him with a raised eyebrow before a sigh passed his lips. He felt annoyed but knew that, perhaps, the more help he got the better.

Then again, this was a delicate situation and if more than one person approached you, there was a chance you’d become hostile. That is why he needed to ensure that he found you first. But regardless, he nodded. “Very well,” he said, clasping his chin in thought.

“Perhaps Tsuyu can provide assistance in searching behind the campus. I will search the area up ahead,” he stated, motioning with his hand. “Right, I’ll go this way!” Eijirou exclaimed before running in the opposite direction. In Tenya’s mind, he wondered if they’d get in trouble.

The teachers keep a close eye on the student housing, but surely, they’d understand this situation if Tenya explained it to them. “Good luck on your search Iida,” Tsuyu said before hopping off the ground at a great distance. He watched her soar through the air and turned to see Eijirou looking back and forth a long way down the path.

He trusted that they would do the right thing if they happened upon you but now wasn’t the time to sit and contemplate that. Once again, he got into position, and without delay he was gone in a flash, leaving nothing but lingering gray smoke behind.

The world blurred around him as he sped by, yet it all seemed to be happening in slow motion. The piercing wind against his body felt like a thousand tiny cuts across his exposed flesh, but he didn’t care. Like a true hero, the only thing he focused on in this moment was you.

Near the wooded area, opposite the student dormitory, he slowed his pace and leaned over. Placing his hands on his knees, he panted softly and wiped the sweat from his face. His chest felt heavy, and perhaps that was the weight of responsibility he felt.

He needed to find you, but how? There were endless possibilities as to which direction and path you had taken. Even with his friends searching the area, what was the likelihood that they’d find you before the sun rose? His soft panting continued, and the cool air around him made his moistened skin sting.

The feeling of doubt was beginning to linger in the back of his mind when he felt something vibrate in his pocket. “Hm,” he paused and leaned up before pulling out the device. He looked at it perplexed as it continued to vibrate in his hand.

He pondered for a moment if this was merely another false alarm and that an animal had triggered one of the many motion sensors that were scattered about the area. However, as he lifted his head and glanced into the distance, he noted the trees that made up the nearby forest.

He couldn’t recall at this moment if he had placed a motion sensor in the location he was currently in, but perhaps this was a sign. He swallowed thickly and placed the device back into his pocket before his engines reeved again and he took off for the forest.

The ground underneath him seemed to change in density, its surface turning thicker and more slippery. Perhaps that was due to the mud that accumulated in the area, and he had to slow his pace the closer he got to the entrance of the forest to not slip and fall. He would despise being covered in mud.

Taking a deep breath, he ignored the pounding of his heart in his chest as he cautiously walked up to the first set of trees and noticed a small square device resting against the base of one of the said trees. When he got closer, the device in his pocket vibrated once more.

“Hm,” he clasped his chin and looked at the ground. Although it was dark, the moon allowed him just enough light to be able to make out footprints that led into the forest. “Mm,” he frowned and slowly kneeled to examine them closer.

It was impossible to tell if these were your footprints or perhaps someone else’s, but either way time was ticking away, and seconds were precious now. It was evident that there was a chance you had deviated from the path and instead, took refuge in the forest.

If that were true, then not only were you in danger of getting lost but potential animals could cause harm to you as well. Regardless, if there was a sliver of a chance that you had attempted to hide yourself in the greenery, he needed to take it.

With that in mind, he headed to the forest. He cautiously glanced around and despite the darkened sky looming above him, the small amount of light provided by the moon helped outline the trees and the path that nestled between them.

[ Part II ]

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