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The encounter
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Momo recalled everything she had learnt about this latest villain she and her classmates had spent chasing for the better part of an hour. His name was unknown, as he wore a mask to keep from recognizing his face and his body bore no other identification marks. He wore a barely there pink skintight suit, covered in oil, slimy enough to not be able to catch. He had spent nearly two days terrorizing the residents and Pro Heroes of Musutafu, as his quirk involved releasing a type of powdery fume from any part of his skin. He was also smart, as he had fooled the agencies by only releasing the fumes from fingers, and then surprised them when he had released them from his nape. The fume was pink colored, putting the affected to sleep if they inhaled it, and giving them ‘visions of the future’ as he so proudly declared. The affected people were still asleep, even after two days of exposure, and Recovery Girl had said that her kiss won’t be able to awaken them. Only the passage of time would lessen the effect.
She leapt off the roof of another building, following his tracks. He was smart enough to lose himself in crowds and cramped residential spaces so other more open ranged heroes would not attack. She spied Todoroki-san and Iida-san, wearing masks just like her, enter a few buildings before promptly exiting and running off in the opposite direction. Momo swiftly followed them.
As soon as they had turned a corner, they met a victim starting to lose consciousness and decided that they were on the right track. Iida-san staying for a moment to get help. A fork greeted them. Momo nodded to Todoroki-san as she took the left alley, him going for the right.
Momo’s path turned out to be the correct one, as she noticed the villain’s shoe tracks and a few meters ahead, the villain himself.
“Shouto, the villain is in the left lane!” she communicated through the device.
“Alright! We’ll be there, Creati!”
Okay, let’s focus on him.
“Stop, you! Surrender and you’ll face a lighter sentence!”
“Like heck I will!”
Momo got to preparing the equipment for trapping him: a net, and a distraction.
She threw the boomerang aimed properly in his path, and as it cut his running speed and returned to her, she released her net, which snapped shut as soon as it wrapped him, catching the boomerang in time in one smooth move.
The bundle of villain and net came to a standstill, though he tried to break free - it was no use for the net was of a strong material.
“I have subdued him.” She informed Aizawa Sensei.
“Ha Ha Ha, bitch, do you think I would be subdued this easily? Your department doesn’t know much now, does it? Sending a kid like you to catch me, they must underestimate me too much!”
“I am a hero-in-training, Creati. If I may ask, what is your name?”
“I am never telling anyone my name, ever!”
“And why not?”
“Because I hate it!”
“But why are you committing these crimes?”
“I am tired of them, that’s why!”
“Tired of what?”
“The stupid dreams!”
The nameless villain let out a yell, before a releasing a gush of pink fumes from his hair under the mask. Momo instinctively took a few steps back, intending to protect herself, as she raised her arms.
“I was correct about you guys not knowing about my quirk!! You thought it affects only if you inhale the fumes, didn’t you? I fooled you there! They affect you even if they touch you, you know, Ha Ha, what a bunch of losers!” he guffawed.
Momo came to a standstill. She now realized she had come in contact with the fumes already. That means…that means that she has already become a victim!
The sounds of sliding ice and engines alerted her to Shouto and Ingenium’s presence. She created a glass wall in time to prevent the fumes from flowing in their direction. Through the comms, she said-
“Don’t come closer! His quirk does not affect only by inhaling! It permeates your skin! Please tell them to put on a non-breathing fabric and cover every bit of his skin and hair!” she pleaded, before knocking him out using a taser.
“I am already exposed.” she murmured after she heard Iida-san’s exclamation of shock and Todoroki-san’s yell.
“Yaoyorozu! Climb over the glass wall and come this side then!”
She followed his advice, barely making it over the wall, and instantly started feeling dizzy.
“Yaoyorozu!” she heard both of them scream, feeling someone’s arms around her as she lost her balance. It was Todoroki-san.
“Todoroki-san! Don’t- don’t touch me!” she said almost inaudibly, before fainting. Yet he did not leave her.
Unknown to him, though, she had carried a cloud of the powder of the fumes on her body, where Shouto had touched, and he too, came under the effect of the quirk.
Iida observed in horror as Todoroki lost consciousness a few minutes after Yaoyorozu, both falling in a heap in the alley.
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The vision
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Momo’s head ached, like a throbbing, building vibration in her head, making her feel sick. Pinpricks of light danced in her vision on a backdrop of black, as she willed the headache to go away and failed to open her eyes. She felt herself come to consciousness, feeling her face, her body, and the air around her. She recognized her body lying horizontally, soft bedding under her. She surmised she must be in the recovery ward. Maybe they found a cure before the quirk affected me properly! But just then, the headache disappeared, and a new pain replaced it.
A full bladder.
Momo did not realize when or how, but she urgently wanted to go. No. Needed to go.
She tried opening her eyes again and succeeded, shocked by the darkness that faced her now.
Where am I? This is certainly not the ward! They know better than to turn off the lights like this!
Turning her head and trying to make sense of her surroundings, she caught sight of the digital clock next to her bed.
04:16 A. M. it read.
Huh?
Before she could focus on the fact that she was certainly in her quirk-induced dream, the sensation of urgent urination brought her back. Right! She needed to go pee! She tried to get up as quickly as possible and was faced with resistance…from her stomach?
Momo brought her hand down to her abdomen, to be surprised with a full, rotund, round belly!
Again, she felt flabbergasted. When had she gained so much weight? Does she become obese in future? Does she give up her hero career? Did she not exercise anymore? Did her quirk change? Had it evolved into something like Fat Gum’s quirk?
A million questions swirled in her brain as she cautiously tried to get up. Swinging her legs to the open side of the bed, she felt her back aching, her body swollen, face and hands puffy and slimy panties. Her face burned with the embarrassment she felt in the moment.
Spying a door with tell-tale white switches in the darkness, she made her way towards it. Switching on the light and turning the knob, she was thankful that it led to the bathroom.
Momo scrutinized herself in the mirror after washing her hands. The only thing that resembled her normal self was her hair. Everything else, about her, though, had changed.
Fuller face, fuller but still toned arms, a big belly, bigger breasts, bigger hips, swollen ankles and the most special, the ring hanging from her neck.
She wore a light blue negligee, which left her cleavage visible and, in the light, she could see the red marks riddling her jaw, neck, collarbones, cleavage and her breasts.
Love bites.
Momo blushed.
Her face visibly changed color in the mirror, as she realized the part of the future she had entered in.
She was most probably married and, the firmness of her belly signified that she was very pregnant.
Momo felt her mind go blank. She felt drowned by the increased heartbeat pounding in her ears, her entire body erupting in goosebumps and the red blush spreading over her face and upper body. She felt out of breath and took a seat on the decorative stairs surrounding the bathtub to recover.
She covered her face with her hands and bit her palms as the reality of her state dawned on her.
She was married. She was pregnant. She had made love before going to sleep. She was sleeping on one side of the bed before she woke up. Which meant someone was sleeping next to her. That someone was her husband. Who was still sleeping. In the same bed. As her. She would have to go to sleep next to him. She would have to wake up tomorrow. She would have to see her future husband’s face appear unfazed, smile, and wish him a good morning. She would probably have to kiss him, hug him, make out with him, she would have to stop him before it got too heated! She would have to say ‘Not now, darling, I am hungry’ normally, sans nerves, she would have to see him naked! She would have to see him dress up; she would have to-
“Stop! Stop! Stop!” Momo told herself to calm her panicking self.
She had nearly started replaying herself in the scenes of those old dramatic soap operas when they show the newly married couple’s first morning after their wedding!!!
Clenching both her hands to her chest, she applied the techniques to calm herself in a nerve-wracking situation.
Inhale, hold, exhale, slowly.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5………...
She counted her breaths enough to slow down her beating heart.
She now had a challenge, and she had to face it. Whether this is her actual future or just a dream, she would make it out of it safe and sound!