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CHAPTER START---
"Will she be alright?" Ryukyu asks.
The dragon hero was standing at the back of an ambulance as most of the Yakuza members were already being taken away in armored trucks.
Nejire-Chan, Uravity, and Froppy were off assisting with some cleanup and leading civilians back to their homes now that the operation has been concluded.
And in the back of the ambulance is Eri, coated from neck to toes in a layer of stone, being carefully inspected by two paramedics.
The girl was stiff and silent, just observing everything around her without saying a word, clearly traumatized. But for now, they could only focus on her health, healing everything else would take time they didn't have at this moment.
"I, I can't know for sure," the medic says. "We can't just break her out if what Horizon says is true."
"If he says it's fused to her, then it is," Ryukyu says. "We have to operate under the assumption that he's correct."
"Right," the woman frowns. "Well, we'd have to chip away at it then cut off...well, you know. Until it's all gone."
"Can't this be done without hurting her."
"Sorry ma'am, but I'm not Horizon, and I recommend we wait for him."
Ryukyu sighs and just folds her arm, not-so-patiently waiting for Sir Nighteye's group to return.
SHAMBLES!
A few moments later Horizon swaps them with bits of rubble on the floor to arrive behind her.
"Hey Kyukyu', is everything done here?" he asks.
She resists the urge to scoff while turning around, "for the last time its Ry---" her eyes go wide as she sees then.
Lemillion was being oddly stoic, as if lost in his own head. Sir Nighteye looked completely find, but Horizon's right arm from fingertips to his forearm was severely burnt and cracked.
Skin and muscle mostly gone to show the brittle bones below, charred black with an absolutely disgusting scent.
She reels back and covers her nose, "what happened to you, and him?" she looks at Rocklock who was on Horizon's shoulder, his right foot being in the same state.
"I'll explain later," Horizon says as he walks past her and roughly drops Rocklock onto a stretcher. He then looks to the ambulance driver, "Rocklock and Eri need to be taken to the Miracle Ward, I'll fix both of them there. Also, don't make any contact with Eri, her Quirk is quite dangerous."
The man stiffly nods and begins preparing to transport them as Horizon turns back to Ryukyu.
"I'll stay with Eri," Lemillion says, "in case villains try something, and I've still got a lot to make up for..."
Sir Nighteye nods and Lemillion gets into the ambulance.
"Well I suppose we can all go there," Rykyu says. "Now what about Overhaul, where is he?"
A tense silence befalls them which causes Ryukyu to worry, but she looks over at Horizon, 'as if anyone can escape him...' she thinks.
Then she glances down at his burnt hand, "Oh god, did you---"
"---What's important is," Sir Nighteye cuts her off. "He won't be coming after Eri, or bothering her again, lets's not talk about this here, now we should save the rest of this debrief until everyone is better and awake, at Central Hospital."
"Mmm," she narrows her eyes at Horizon who doesn't even have the decency to act bothered, only giving an uncaring shrug.
And as she opens her mouth to question if what he did was really necessary, her favorite sidekick interrupts them.
"Ryukyu!" Nejire-Chan yells out as she flies down, carrying Froppy and Uravity who were currently weightless. "The last of the Yakuza are gone now, and we're just about done helping in the cleanup!"
"Good work girls," Ryukyu says as they land.
"Gross, what's that smell?" Froppy covers her nose.
"My arm," Horizon calls all their attention to his injury.
"EW!" Uravity yells out, then looks embarrassed, "I mean...what happened? Did Overhaul do that?"
"As if he could ever hurt me, this is just recoil from a new attack I used, nothing more, I'll have it fixed in a few hours."
"You did that to yourself?" Ryukyu asks. "Must be some attack."
"A real stinky one," Nejire-Chan says. "But at least you'll be alright."
"Maybe Eri can help you," Uravity suggests. "She can just rewind it, right?"
"I'd rather not trust a traumatized child with no Quirk control to use her highly lethal and dangerous Quirk on my body," Horizon says. "Plus I still have to study her and figure out how that Quirk exactly works, so she shouldn't be using it at all."
"Not just that," Ryukyu says. "Eri has been used as a tool and object her entire life. Abused and mistreated because of it, the last thing we want is for her to think she's just been handed over to more people who will treat her the same horrible way. Right?"
"Right," Uravity hangs her head in shame. "Guess I didn't really think about that, sorry."
"What about Overhaul?" Froppy asks, looking around. "Shouldn't he be in one of those armored trucks? Or did he get away?"
"No need to worry about him," Ryukyu assures her. "The raid was a complete success, now in need you three to head back to the agency and rest up a bit. We'll resume patrols tonight after I get back from Central Hospital."
"Central Hospital?" Nejire asks.
"I'm just going to check on Eri and make sure she's alright, you girls will handle our area until I get back, but focus on resting up for now, alright?"
"You can count on us!"
"Can we get moving already?" Horizon asks. "The media will be here soon, and I have a public image to maintain," he gestures to his injury.
"Can't let them see that gods bleed huh," Ryukyu teases him. "I'll be flying over so you can come with me."
"Thanks, now let's just get out of here already..."
---3 Hours Later, The Miracle Ward, Central Hospital...
Standing at his own operating table Horizon has his arm on it, severed from just below the elbow via Amputate so he can carefully study it.
The charred, dried out, and mostly brittle limb was horrific, an abomination almost ripped out of a nuclear blast wave.
Luckily after the initial blast of pain, the cells were killed so rapidly and thoroughly that the entire thing was numb to him. He couldn't feel anything in it, even now as he pokes at the exposed bone and a few strips of muscle where nerves should be.
SCAN!
'My Gamma attacks work as intended, I'll have Overhaul's body by the end of the week to do some more studying. But killing cells so thoroughly prevents regeneration, and leaves nothing that Shigaraki can salvage to get DNA from.
The intensity of heat and radiation destroys DNA chains, so we at least don't have to worry about a Overhaul Nomu suddenly appearing.
But my control is still awful. If I could condense the attack it would take less energy, force all the radiation into a Nomu's brain. A fraction of the energy and time, but I also have to work on my control for my own safety.
I've never used that much energy before while training, the backlash was beyond me, at least for now. Fried and irradiated my own hand and forearm, and Rocklock's foot.
But I suppose if he didn't do that things could have gone much worse, I still don't know how to safely cancel that attack so it would have been like a radiation bomb in that room, then we would have been in real trouble.
And the fact that I can't use any other ability while I'm preparing and executing that attack...a lot of problems to solve.
Nothing a lot more practice can't fix, and I'll have a quick and efficient way to deal with those Super Regeneration Nomu at the end of it. After I practice enough to contain and condense the radiation so it doesn't leak out and destroy my hand again.'
Horizon takes out his scalpel, holding it awkwardly in his left hand he cuts into his severed limb, looking at the bone marrow inside the brittle bone.
'Everything here is dead, which means---'
BOOSTER SHOT!
He transfers healing energy from his healthy hand into the severed one, and it dissipates with no effect.
'Fuck, this will take a lot more energy than just normal healing...and I'll have to do this for Rocklock too. Guess I'll take tomorrow off and get some rest, what a day...'
Without a word, he summons his sword into his free hand, then places the blade just beyond where he had used Amputate on his main body.
Taking a deep breath he grits his teeth, then cuts down.
"Hngh..." he feels a jolt of pain as he now does a more traditional amputation, just below his right elbow.
Blood begins flowing out onto the table before he uses his Quirk and controls his body to dull the pain.
Something he usually avoids doing because of how dangerous it can be, interfering with such essential survival senses.
But this special occasion called for it.
BOOSTER SHOT!
The blue healing energy begins flowing out of the wound, stopping the bleeding within moments.
Then it becomes dense, gathering from a thin blue mist into a liquid like form.
Translucent but flowing like water, gathering and staying attached to his wound.
With furrowed brows, he pours more and more energy into this, and the liquid becomes much more dense, and he can see the shadow of a new hand growing from the wound.
Perfect replication and regeneration of what was lost.
While still covered in a thin sheen of the healing energy, he sees the bone regrowing. Then the strands of tendons and muscles, the veins and nerves, all the blood and flesh he lost.
Then finally the skin and fingernails, were perfectly remade.
Well, almost perfect.
"Fuck," he says through exhausted breaths. "Lost my tattoos..."
END CHAPTER---
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CHAPTER START---
"Will she be alright?" Ryukyu asks.
The dragon hero was standing at the back of an ambulance as most of the Yakuza members were already being taken away in armored trucks.
Nejire-Chan, Uravity, and Froppy were off assisting with some cleanup and leading civilians back to their homes now that the operation has been concluded.
And in the back of the ambulance is Eri, coated from neck to toes in a layer of stone, being carefully inspected by two paramedics.
The girl was stiff and silent, just observing everything around her without saying a word, clearly traumatized. But for now, they could only focus on her health, healing everything else would take time they didn't have at this moment.
"I, I can't know for sure," the medic says. "We can't just break her out if what Horizon says is true."
"If he says it's fused to her, then it is," Ryukyu says. "We have to operate under the assumption that he's correct."
"Right," the woman frowns. "Well, we'd have to chip away at it then cut off...well, you know. Until it's all gone."
"Can't this be done without hurting her."
"Sorry ma'am, but I'm not Horizon, and I recommend we wait for him."
Ryukyu sighs and just folds her arm, not-so-patiently waiting for Sir Nighteye's group to return.
SHAMBLES!
A few moments later Horizon swaps them with bits of rubble on the floor to arrive behind her.
"Hey Kyukyu', is everything done here?" he asks.
She resists the urge to scoff while turning around, "for the last time its Ry---" her eyes go wide as she sees then.
Lemillion was being oddly stoic, as if lost in his own head. Sir Nighteye looked completely find, but Horizon's right arm from fingertips to his forearm was severely burnt and cracked.
Skin and muscle mostly gone to show the brittle bones below, charred black with an absolutely disgusting scent.
She reels back and covers her nose, "what happened to you, and him?" she looks at Rocklock who was on Horizon's shoulder, his right foot being in the same state.
"I'll explain later," Horizon says as he walks past her and roughly drops Rocklock onto a stretcher. He then looks to the ambulance driver, "Rocklock and Eri need to be taken to the Miracle Ward, I'll fix both of them there. Also, don't make any contact with Eri, her Quirk is quite dangerous."
The man stiffly nods and begins preparing to transport them as Horizon turns back to Ryukyu.
"I'll stay with Eri," Lemillion says, "in case villains try something, and I've still got a lot to make up for..."
Sir Nighteye nods and Lemillion gets into the ambulance.
"Well I suppose we can all go there," Rykyu says. "Now what about Overhaul, where is he?"
A tense silence befalls them which causes Ryukyu to worry, but she looks over at Horizon, 'as if anyone can escape him...' she thinks.
Then she glances down at his burnt hand, "Oh god, did you---"
"---What's important is," Sir Nighteye cuts her off. "He won't be coming after Eri, or bothering her again, lets's not talk about this here, now we should save the rest of this debrief until everyone is better and awake, at Central Hospital."
"Mmm," she narrows her eyes at Horizon who doesn't even have the decency to act bothered, only giving an uncaring shrug.
And as she opens her mouth to question if what he did was really necessary, her favorite sidekick interrupts them.
"Ryukyu!" Nejire-Chan yells out as she flies down, carrying Froppy and Uravity who were currently weightless. "The last of the Yakuza are gone now, and we're just about done helping in the cleanup!"
"Good work girls," Ryukyu says as they land.
"Gross, what's that smell?" Froppy covers her nose.
"My arm," Horizon calls all their attention to his injury.
"EW!" Uravity yells out, then looks embarrassed, "I mean...what happened? Did Overhaul do that?"
"As if he could ever hurt me, this is just recoil from a new attack I used, nothing more, I'll have it fixed in a few hours."
"You did that to yourself?" Ryukyu asks. "Must be some attack."
"A real stinky one," Nejire-Chan says. "But at least you'll be alright."
"Maybe Eri can help you," Uravity suggests. "She can just rewind it, right?"
"I'd rather not trust a traumatized child with no Quirk control to use her highly lethal and dangerous Quirk on my body," Horizon says. "Plus I still have to study her and figure out how that Quirk exactly works, so she shouldn't be using it at all."
"Not just that," Ryukyu says. "Eri has been used as a tool and object her entire life. Abused and mistreated because of it, the last thing we want is for her to think she's just been handed over to more people who will treat her the same horrible way. Right?"
"Right," Uravity hangs her head in shame. "Guess I didn't really think about that, sorry."
"What about Overhaul?" Froppy asks, looking around. "Shouldn't he be in one of those armored trucks? Or did he get away?"
"No need to worry about him," Ryukyu assures her. "The raid was a complete success, now in need you three to head back to the agency and rest up a bit. We'll resume patrols tonight after I get back from Central Hospital."
"Central Hospital?" Nejire asks.
"I'm just going to check on Eri and make sure she's alright, you girls will handle our area until I get back, but focus on resting up for now, alright?"
"You can count on us!"
"Can we get moving already?" Horizon asks. "The media will be here soon, and I have a public image to maintain," he gestures to his injury.
"Can't let them see that gods bleed huh," Ryukyu teases him. "I'll be flying over so you can come with me."
"Thanks, now let's just get out of here already..."
---3 Hours Later, The Miracle Ward, Central Hospital...
Standing at his own operating table Horizon has his arm on it, severed from just below the elbow via Amputate so he can carefully study it.
The charred, dried out, and mostly brittle limb was horrific, an abomination almost ripped out of a nuclear blast wave.
Luckily after the initial blast of pain, the cells were killed so rapidly and thoroughly that the entire thing was numb to him. He couldn't feel anything in it, even now as he pokes at the exposed bone and a few strips of muscle where nerves should be.
SCAN!
'My Gamma attacks work as intended, I'll have Overhaul's body by the end of the week to do some more studying. But killing cells so thoroughly prevents regeneration, and leaves nothing that Shigaraki can salvage to get DNA from.
The intensity of heat and radiation destroys DNA chains, so we at least don't have to worry about a Overhaul Nomu suddenly appearing.
But my control is still awful. If I could condense the attack it would take less energy, force all the radiation into a Nomu's brain. A fraction of the energy and time, but I also have to work on my control for my own safety.
I've never used that much energy before while training, the backlash was beyond me, at least for now. Fried and irradiated my own hand and forearm, and Rocklock's foot.
But I suppose if he didn't do that things could have gone much worse, I still don't know how to safely cancel that attack so it would have been like a radiation bomb in that room, then we would have been in real trouble.
And the fact that I can't use any other ability while I'm preparing and executing that attack...a lot of problems to solve.
Nothing a lot more practice can't fix, and I'll have a quick and efficient way to deal with those Super Regeneration Nomu at the end of it. After I practice enough to contain and condense the radiation so it doesn't leak out and destroy my hand again.'
Horizon takes out his scalpel, holding it awkwardly in his left hand he cuts into his severed limb, looking at the bone marrow inside the brittle bone.
'Everything here is dead, which means---'
BOOSTER SHOT!
He transfers healing energy from his healthy hand into the severed one, and it dissipates with no effect.
'Fuck, this will take a lot more energy than just normal healing...and I'll have to do this for Rocklock too. Guess I'll take tomorrow off and get some rest, what a day...'
Without a word, he summons his sword into his free hand, then places the blade just beyond where he had used Amputate on his main body.
Taking a deep breath he grits his teeth, then cuts down.
"Hngh..." he feels a jolt of pain as he now does a more traditional amputation, just below his right elbow.
Blood begins flowing out onto the table before he uses his Quirk and controls his body to dull the pain.
Something he usually avoids doing because of how dangerous it can be, interfering with such essential survival senses.
But this special occasion called for it.
BOOSTER SHOT!
The blue healing energy begins flowing out of the wound, stopping the bleeding within moments.
Then it becomes dense, gathering from a thin blue mist into a liquid like form.
Translucent but flowing like water, gathering and staying attached to his wound.
With furrowed brows, he pours more and more energy into this, and the liquid becomes much more dense, and he can see the shadow of a new hand growing from the wound.
Perfect replication and regeneration of what was lost.
While still covered in a thin sheen of the healing energy, he sees the bone regrowing. Then the strands of tendons and muscles, the veins and nerves, all the blood and flesh he lost.
Then finally the skin and fingernails, were perfectly remade.
Well, almost perfect.
"Fuck," he says through exhausted breaths. "Lost my tattoos..."
END CHAPTER---
