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The silence that had fallen over the village following the scream was shattered by the sound of stones collapsing.
From the rubble of the mountainside, where Sasha's water cannon had buried him, a pile of rocks shifted. Dust trickled down the slope. Then, a massive hand — stripped of skin, covered in raw, pulsating muscle fibers — punched through the debris.
Muscular stood up.
He looked like a demon dragged straight from hell. His tank top was gone. His pants were shredded. The muscle armor that encased his torso was cracked and bleeding, but it was knitting itself back together with sickening squelching sounds.
He cracked his neck. Crick. Crack.
He wiped the blood from his face with the back of his hand.
"Hah," he huffed, looking at the red smear on his knuckles.
One side of his face was a ruin. His left eye was gone. Just a dark, bloody socket remained. No amount of muscle fibers could replace an organ that had been liquefied.
He touched the empty socket and smiled.
"You managed to scratch me?" he said. "I knew this would be fun. Heroes usually break faster than this."
He stepped out of the crater, his remaining eye locking onto the two women standing over the broken body of the man he had just swatted like a fly.
"You done crying?" the villain asked, sounding genuinely bored. He picked a piece of gravel out of his shoulder, flicking it away. "Gotta say, what a weak man your husband was. Popped like a balloon. Didn't even put up a fight. I barely tapped him."
He licked his lips, staring at Sasha.
"I'm starting to get hungry. Maybe you'll have a little more chew to you."
Akira, standing frozen ten feet away, felt a surge of nausea so violent it nearly brought him to his knees. The casual cruelty was worse than the violence. It reduced Shino — the stoic, careful man who worried about suspension springs and checked the weather — to nothing more than a fragile object to be discarded.
Sasha didn't scream. She didn't rage. The water swirling around her ankles stopped moving.
She went completely, terrifyingly silent.
She knelt in the bloody gravel. Gently, with infinite tenderness, she reached out and closed Shino's remaining open eye. She brushed a lock of hair from his forehead, ignoring the blood that stained her fingers.
"Rest, dear," she whispered, her voice steady as a flatline. "I got this. I'll send him to hell soon."
She stood up.
She took a deep breath. The air around her seemed to drop in temperature.
Suddenly, she opened her eyes. They were glowing with a pale, white luminescence.
Rumble.
The ground beneath Akira's feet began to vibrate.
Every single particle of water in the valley responded to her call. The crystal-clear river running through the village exploded upward, defying gravity. The snow on the peaks melted instantly, rushing down the slopes in flash floods. The moisture in the air condensed into thick, swirling fog.
Water gathered. Tons of it, swirling around Sasha like a planetary ring.
"Honoka," she said. She didn't look back. Her voice was devoid of humanity.
"I know," Honoka replied. Her voice was equally cold, stripped of the warmth she usually carried.
Honoka stepped forward. She placed a hand on Sasha's back.
"Verdant Flame: Overclock," she whispered.
Green fire erupted from Honoka's hand, engulfing Sasha. But unlike the gentle healing she had used on Akira, this was violent. It poured into Sasha's muscles, tearing them down and rebuilding them instantly, forcing her body to produce adrenaline and stamina far beyond human limits. It was a steroid shot made of pure life energy.
Sasha gasped as the power flooded her veins. Her muscles bulged, her veins glowing green under her skin. She screamed, a sound of agony and power, as her Quirk Factor spiked to critical levels.
Honoka pulled back, stumbling slightly from the drain. She reached into her utility belt and pulled out a long, serrated combat knife. She held it in a reverse grip, her expression hard.
"This is everything I have," Honoka said, her voice low. "My stamina is yours. I've got your back. Go wild."
Sasha simply nodded.
She raised her hands.
The ocean of water hovering above the village crashed down — not on the villain, but on her.
It encased her. It pressurized. It hardened.
The water didn't just cover her; it became her. Within seconds, the woman was gone. In her place stood a titan.
A massive, 9-foot-tall golem made of pressurized water towered over the village square. It had no face, just a swirling vortex where a head should be. Its limbs were thick columns of hydraulic power, churning with enough pressure to cut a diamond.
Muscular looked up at the behemoth. His single eye went wide, and his grin split his face.
"HAHAHA!" he laughed, the sound manic and delighted. "YES! THIS IS WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT! SHOW ME YOUR BLOOD! SHOW ME YOUR RAGE!"
He crouched, his own muscle fibers expanding, growing, stacking on top of each other until he was a hulk of red meat and violence, rivaling the golem in bulk.
The Water Titan didn't speak.
It vanished.
It moved with a speed that defied physics, propelled by high-pressure jets streaming from its back. It hit the sound barrier instantly.
BOOM.
The impact created a shockwave that flattened the remaining fences in the village. Sasha slammed into Muscular, driving him back into the mountain with the force of a tsunami.
The battle of titans had begun.
Trees were uprooted as they grappled. Muscular roared, tearing chunks out of the water golem, only for the water to reform instantly around his arm, crushing it. Sasha retaliated with a punch that pulverized the rock face behind him.
Meanwhile, back at the boulder.
The shockwave knocked Akira off his feet. He scrambled back up, coughing in the dust.
He was shaking. His hands, his knees, his teeth — everything was vibrating. He looked at the crater where Shino lay. He looked at the titanic battle tearing up the forest line.
He tried to speak. He tried to call out to his mother, who was standing on the periphery of the fight, darting in and out to heal Sasha's water form whenever Muscular managed to land a blow that disrupted the core.
"M-Mom," he stuttered, his voice small and broken. "I-I d-o... he... died."
He pointed a trembling finger at Shino. His brain couldn't process it. Shino was just there. He was just talking about suspension. Now he wasn't. Now he was meat.
Honoka turned.
She saw him standing there, frozen in the kill zone.
She disengaged from the fight, sprinting back to him. She grabbed him by the shoulders, her grip bruising.
"Akira!" she shouted, trying to snap him out of it.
He looked at her. Her face was smeared with soot and blood — Shino's blood. Her eyes were wild, desperate.
"Shhh," she soothed, pulling him into a crushing hug. "I know, honey. I know. It's a lot to take in."
She rubbed his back, just for a second.
"But listen to me," she said, pulling back to look him in the eye. "Relax. You did great. You saved the people of this village. You cleared the square. You did your job."
She wiped a tear from his cheek with her thumb. Her hand was trembling.
"You have done more than enough. You are a hero today, Akira. But this... this is beyond you."
"But — "
"So just please," she whispered, her voice cracking. "Run away."
Akira stiffened. The order hit him like a slap.
"No."
"Akira — "
"No!" he yelled, grabbing her arm. "You can't fight him! Look at him! He's a monster! Even with the water... if you stay... you might..."
He couldn't say it. You might die like Dad.
"I am doing my job, honey," Honoka said firmly. "Just like your father did."
She glanced back at the fight. Sasha's water golem had pinned Muscular, but the villain was tearing through the water with his bare hands, laughing as he ripped the construct apart. Sasha screamed in pain as the feedback hit her. The water flickered, losing density.
"I have to be near her," Honoka explained rapidly, her eyes darting between him and the fight. "For the boost to work. If I leave, her stamina drops. If her stamina drops, the water collapses. And if the water collapses, she dies. And if she dies... he will hunt down every single villager you just saved."
She looked at him, her eyes pleading.
"All those people. The kids who called you Boss. The girl with the pigtails. They will die, Akira. Unless we stop him here. Unless we bury him under this mountain."
Akira stared at her. The logic was flawless. It was cruel, cold, hero logic.
Save the many. Risk the few.
"So please," Honoka said, cupping his face. "Stay away. Run to the evacuation point. Guard the villagers. That is your mission now. Be the shield for them."
"Mom..."
"Listen to me one final time, honey," she said, pressing her forehead against his. "I love you. You are the best thing that has ever happened to this family. You are my pride. My joy. My Phoenix."
She kissed his forehead, right on the feather mark. It felt like a goodbye.
Then she pushed him away. Hard.
"RUN!" she screamed.
Akira stumbled back. Tears blurred his vision, hot and stinging. He looked at his mother — small, fragile, armed only with a knife and her resolve against a monster that broke mountains.
He wanted to stay. Every fiber of his being screamed to activate Phoenix Drive and jump into the fray. He wanted to be the protagonist. He wanted to save everyone.
But he saw Shino's body.
He saw the reality of the power gap. He was weak. He wasn't even a licensed hero. He was a kid in a tracksuit.
He nodded, a jerky, broken motion.
"I love you too," he choked out.
He turned.
Phoenix Drive: 100%.
Blue flames exploded from his legs. He ran. He ran faster than he had ever run in his life, his heart breaking with every step.
Honoka watched him go until he disappeared into the treeline.
She let out a long, shaky sigh. She turned back to the boulder. She looked at the twisted body of her friend.
"We got this, buddy," she whispered to the corpse.
She spun the knife in her hand.
She turned toward the middle of the village, where two titans were clashing, destroying the paradise they had visited just that morning.
"HEY, UGLY!" Honoka screamed, sprinting back into the fray, green fire blazing around her like a war banner. "YOU WANT TO EAT? COME AND GET IT!"
She charged straight into hell, leaving her son to carry the weight of survival alone.
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