Chapter 5
Chases were never fun, especially when you're the one being hunted.
You would rather be the hunter than the one being hunted.
And who better yet to chase you is an expert whose nose you would believe could rival those of the Inuzaka clan, maybe even that of Kakashi whose abilities would improve day by day, never stopping.
A fucking bipedal dog that seemed to be on drugs is what you were talking about.
And it seems to not be slowing down anytime soon as every time you were able to outpace it, it would find the shortest route and surprise you with a sneak attack that you definitely were prepared for. Just not expecting them to be brutal as if you remember correctly, these heroes weren’t the type to kill like yourself.
Yet trying to escape the feral dog seemed useless as now you were able to sense what seemed to be 2 more pro-heroes up ahead. One coming from the left while one seems to be waiting on top of one of the buildings up ahead. Yet you knew that someone was likely waiting on your right side, who would willingly leave an open spot that could help your escape.
‘Damn, haven’t been this low on chakra in a while, fucking with my sense. Depending on which attack first is where I’ll go’ Cursing yourself, you quickly pushed off the next building as just that split second the dog swiped down its claws, destroying the same spot. Those claws sure are strong if they are able to destroy concrete, swiping through the rock like it was butter.
Maybe they were trying to injure you, mostly to slow you down so it would be easier to capture you without fighting in midair, you'd rather not do that again soon.
The two people on either side quickly close in, within a second you kicked off the back of who seemed to be that one hero as the body smoke or something like that into the other hero. Hearing the yells, you could only chuckle as the dog either had to stop or might have crashed into them as well.
That would be hilarious to watch from the sidelines.
“Now to wait once again for Kamui to fucking work and not act like a spoiled kid” Pushing off another edge, you only sigh as just wanted a vacation before kamui works again.
Yet like everything in your life, nothing ever truly went with the plan.
Just as you push yourself off another edge, you feel something wrap around your body midair, definitely sturdy material if you weren’t able to immediately break it within the first try. Whoever this belonged to knew that midair was the worst place to be, but you had enough chakra to spare for a substitution jutsu.
Right as the binding finally tightens, you disappear from its grip and replace it with the person behind you but your eyes only widen as the bindings don’t hold onto a person, but a phone falls through the binds, with the sound of breathing.
“Mother fucke-” You cursed as a hand hits on your pressure point from your neck, hands wrapped around your waist to prevent you from falling to your death.
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Aizawa could only sigh in relief that his plan worked, securing his hold on the kid. He noted that the kid was definitely way too light if he could guess based on the other kid’s age by their height.
Teenagers would be the best bet, yet they would be considered adults during the feudal period.
He rather deal with kids than adults, adults were much worse than kids somehow.
Food definitely wasn’t a stability for this kid unlike the other who ran away yet it made no sense if they both seem to know each other, maybe even train together.
So why would there be a difference in their overall health? Were they placed in different ranks or did their family names still matter during that time? Famine?
“Fucking kid definitely knows what he is doing. Did you see how he avoided you, Midnight?”
“Shut up like you were any better, that kick hurts like a bitch still”
“Hey hey hey, seems like his senses aren’t as sharp as that other kid Eraserhead. Hey at least we caught one, now time to wait for the other”
“You have a class to teach tomorrow, Mic”
Aizawa could only sigh as he listened to the other two argue about who had it worse. Seriously, he questions every choice he made that would lead him to deal with those two, not like he could go back now. Maybe sleeping for another 12 hours would do.
“Let’s just hurry and get back to the station. I’d rather not run into that other kid so soon” Aizawa would think dropping them off the edge of the building would satisfy his annoyance, but he’ll dump his class on both of them for the remainder of the week.
“Yeah yeah got it”
“Right’
With his grip secured around the kid and a pair of cuffs around the kid’s wrist, Aizawa might just pray that the rest of the week would go a little bit smoothly or just the end of the day. It might be a tall order but it was possible, hopefully.
Yet only if they checked their surroundings would they see a small cloud of smoke erupt from the shadows.