"Nothing is coming back on the tests," the doctor shook their head just as Recovery Girl walked in and I saw the man flinch. Guess her cane isn't limited to heroes.
"What happened now?" She groaned and I completely ignored Aizawa Sensei who came in behind her because what man is that kind of stupid? Not me!
"The villains Lush and Flick used their quirk on us and no one knows what it does yet," I answered with my hands up defensive.
"We didn't even get a chance to fight them, they just talked the whole time," Kacchan grumbled but he still looked pale and I'm pretty sure that's the only reason the doctor didn't kick us out before now.
"You know that for a fact?" Recovery Girl demanded and I just shrugged.
"One moment we are at a stalemate and the next I feel sick. When they ran off I found Kacchan doubled over and he started throwing up before we even got here. So no, I don't know for sure but otherwise it's a really weird coincidence," I answered, I kept rubbing at my temples but my head feels like it's going to split and the fact that all the holders decided that now was the time to freak out and basically scream in my head is only making all of this so much harder.
"So many voices," I groaned, still trying to get Dick to silence everyone but Sakura was currently demanding to use my body and I kind of want to let her.
"Sakura, I really just want my husband right now," I heard Kacchan's tired, raw voice and brought my attention back to him only to find my body moving without me actually making it.
"Calm down, I'll return it once I make sure that whatever happened to you won't affect your milk supply. You have to remember that your body isn't just yours right now. Not with how your daughter depends on it for her nutrition," my much lighter voice lectured him.
"Hey, this is MY body," I huffed but Kacchan shook his head.
"So long as you're aware, I don't mind," he rasped and gave a soft smile.
"BUT I DO!" I snapped but he just chuckled at me. "Arg, fine. Only because it's for our daughter though," I grumbled and I swear I heard her laughing as well. It's odd hearing my voice saying out loud what she is saying in my head but the rest of the voices in my head have quieted down.
"Good news!" Dick sounds far too chipper to not know what is going on. "I heard that kid, anyway I figured out what they did to you two. Sure you don't want to know?"
"Dick, keep in mind that whatever it is, we both feel sick and nauseous and you are not helping considering all the panic the other spirits and holders are causing in Deku's head. Stop gloating and just fucking tell us already," Kacchan said through gritted teeth and now that I think about it. I think this is the first time they all raised such a fuss since I gained the quirk for him to hear my thoughts but if that's the case then he doesn't know that this is far from the worst of it.
"It gets worse?" He gasped when the original All Might in my head starts screaming for everyone to calm down, nevermind the fact that he is freaking out more than any of them.
"Shut up!" Kacchan and I groaned covering our ears even though there was no way that would actually work. I swear it feels like my ears are going to start bleeding at any moment.
"KID!" Dick screamed, trying to be heard over all the other voices but no one paid any attention before I heard him say, "Fine, remember that you all asked for it," before everything went silent. Completely silent. The air was sucked from my lungs and everything didn't just go black. It was nothing. It was emptiness, a darkness so complete that my heart stopped from the sheer emptiness.
I fell to my knees the space in my head that was usually flooded with my thoughts was empty, forget the holders or spirits, nothing was there. A single word of my own thoughts vanished into the darkness as if it never happened. My words, my thoughts, my sight, even my hearing and sense of touch disappeared. I can't breathe. I can't see. I can't. I can't, can't, can't…
"Now, everyone remains silent or I'll do it again," Dick's voice was dripping with malice but I felt the air rush back into my lungs. My sight returned, blurry at first but that was followed by what could only be called pain as each sensation returned. It felt so slow, so deliberate and yet even as the air rushed in barely a moment passed before it was over again.
"Yagi!" I heard Sensei and Recovery Girl panicking but all I could do was breathe, slowly, forced, intentionally.
"Never do that again," I gasped, my voice wheezing at the pressure, trying to relearn how to function as if silent for decades and not just seconds, no, for only a hair of a second.
"Sorry kid, I just couldn't let them hurt you and do nothing. Take it slow. Honestly, you should probably train to withstand that rather than not doing it again, you never know when one of your senses could be lost in battle and it could help with the shock," he kept talking, probably aware of how the silence affected me so much more than the noise but that didn't stop every molecule of my body from screaming.
"Kacchan, has your mind ever just… that?" I asked, closing my eyes and just staying down for now. Everyone else could wait, I need time.
"Before the quirk? Silent sure, not like that though. It was almost like… No. Not that," I heard the hurt in his voice and opened my eyes to see him shocked and scared? Scared of? What is it? What could he have-?
"Death, sorry kid. I should have blocked the connection before using it like that. You just found out what it feels like to die," Dick sounded ashamed but my stomach revolted just then and thankfully we were in the hospital still because I emptied what little was in my stomach. Bile coating my tongue but every time I almost felt like it'll stop it hits again and again.
"DON'T FUCKING TOUCH HIM!" Kacchan snapped at someone but I couldn't see who through the tears streaming down my face. My body ached, heavy and weary. I'm barely holding on but what else could I do? What else CAN I do?
I could hear Kacchan defending me but my ears were still ringing, trying to make up for the silence of before so I couldn't really make out what was said. Not really, I need to focus. I need to breathe, once I can breathe again without forcing myself to think about it.
"Kid, you need to breathe," Dick coached me on what to do but it was hard. It is oh so very hard. If that was what it felt like to die, then why would they ever want to live again? Isn't living far more painful than death? Isn't living so much harder?
No, that isn't right. Even now while my body fought and rejected the sensations thrashing through me, living wasn't the problem.
"You understand fast, Kid," Dick's voice sounded far more tired than I've heard it before. "It's the coming back that hurts. Once death claims you, you never want to leave. It's like having your soul ripped apart, torn in the two directions at the same time. The pain won't go away until all of your soul goes one way, either to death or to the living. It's the process that hurts like hell."
"I can confirm that," Kacchan agreed and I felt a hand on my shoulder. My body spasmed and a shriek ripped from my throat. My sense of touch was the last sensation to return and it was taking its time. I couldn't say anything though, the distant look in his eyes had me silence the burning pain that blossomed across my body. I looked up to see him looking, what is that look? That weariness that seemed to drag him down while he just let it. The closest I have ever seen Kacchan to giving up.
Kacchan has died before, not this time but the first time. By now we would have fought the LOV and Best Jeanest literally had to put him back together again. He knows exactly what that feeling was.
"Dick, if you ever put Deku through that again, your quirk can be let go. You already taught Deku how to discard the extra ones that hurt him more than helped him. As much as he's been using the darkness it'll suck but his sanity is more important," Kacchan lectured and helped me to the sink to clean up. I refused to flinch away from my husband even as the pain erupted across my hand.
"Kacchan?" He looked so confused by the tone in my voice but I couldn't help it. "I love you but please let go." He dropped me so fast that that almost hurt more. I really just need to lie down, preferably in his arms and just sleep. Why do I have to hurt so damn much?
Is that so much to ask?