CHAPTER 125(The Worst Kind Of Person)

CHAPTER 125(The Worst Kind Of Person)

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SHAMBLES!

Horizon appears in Aoyama's room, standing silently as he goes completely unnoticed.

Aoyama was currently staring at himself in one of the many mirrors covering every surface of the room, Horizon appeared to his far left putting him just barely out of eyeshot.

'Well if this is the spy, no wonder All For One didn't give him a good Quirk, he's just not worth it,' Horizon thinks as he watches him do a few poses in the mirror.

"Hey, Frenchie!" Horizon calls out.

"EEEEPPPPP!" Aoyama nearly jumps out of his own skin, holding his chest and breathing heavily as he stumbles back. "Horizon? I didn't hear you knock," he says, coming to his senses and trying to seem calm.

He notices that Horizon is in entirely casual clothes -above his body glove of course-, but it is a strange sight, to say the least. He also didn't have his sword with him.

"I didn't knock, or use the door," Horizon says. "I've just got some questions for you."

"Oh, well I'm always happy to help a classmate and fellow Hero in training!" Aoyama says excitedly, meaning every word.

"Perfect," Horizon immediately disappears and Aoyama feels his large hand palming the back of his head, fingers acting like a vice to keep him stuck in place.

"Uh...this is a bit painful," Aoyama says.

"Just a few more seconds," Horizon says casually. And a few seconds later...

MES

Aoyama's vision goes black for what seems to be just a moment before he wakes up face-first on the floor of his room.

Feeling entirely exhausted he barely managed to sit up and look around, looking over at Horizon who was scrolling through---

"What are you doing with my phone?" Aoyama asks in a tired voice, slowly shaking off the weariness as he stands up.

"Nothing apparently, it's clean," Horizon shrugs and drops it on the bed. Walking over to Aoyama he reaches down and grabs him by the head, easily lifting him off his feet till they were at eye level with each other.

"Argh!" Aoyama struggled but couldn't pry Horizon's fingers off him, and he couldn't seem to activate his Quirk either. Trying to shoot Horizon -who was standing directly in front of his Naval Lazer Belt-, only caused him to feel more exhausted.

"I'm gonna need you to tell me, are you a spy for the villains?"

Aoyama's eyes shot open, "what?! Why would you think that?!"

Horizon tightened his grip causing the boy to scream out. "Answer the question, are you a spy for the villains?"

"No!" He lied, and Horizon detected it. "AHHHHHH!" Aoyama's screams echoed through the dorms all the way outside, causing most of the students to wake up in a slight panic.

"I know that's a lie, so instead of asking again I'll get to the important bits, how'd you contact them?" Horizon's voice was eerily calm, setting off every kind of alarm in Aoyama's head.

"I didn't---ARGH!" Horizon gives him another not-so-gentle squeeze. Then he reaches up to Aoyama's arm, and without a moment of hesitation.

BOOSTER SHOT!

He snaps his arm like a twig with pure grip strength.

"ERAHHHHHHHHHHGH!" Aoyama's screams bounce off the walls, making sure everyone was awake.

"Now look at what you made me do," Horizon says in a low growl. "Tell me, how did you contact the villains...or I'll move on to the bones that aren't broken...yet."

Aoyama gives his most determined look even as tears flow down his face, refusing to say a single word to Horizon, focusing on the searing pain in his arm instead.

"Fine, be like that..." Horizon grabs him and shoves him face-first into one of the full-length mirrors, cracking the mirror and cutting up Aoyama's face. As he keeps pressing Aoyama against the mirror, slowly grating his face from the very top all the way to the bottom of it, his voice is failing to conceal his anger at this whole situation.

"AHHHHHHHHH!" Aoyama's screams echo out yet again as he desperately tries to reach back and stop Horizon.

Soon after there is a loud banging on the door, but Horizon ignores it while Aoyama can't even focus enough to make words.

Horizon immediately kicks him in the face, hard enough to lift him all the way up to his feet as if he were standing, and grabs him by the neck

"We are not the same!" he yells, before taking a moment to try and compose himself. "And no matter how nice the motive, it doesn't change the monsters we are, good luck..."

Aoyama's expression turned from absolute fear to confusion with those last two words.

Then a moment later he was thrown harder than he'd ever been before, hurled all the way back to the other end of the room, and smashed through the window. His entire world went black for what seemed like barely a second as he experienced pain like never before.

Standing in Aoyama's room, Horizon was looking at the hole in the wall, and the now-shattered mirror that was covering it seconds ago.

Then his gaze dropped to his right arm, with blue energy mist rising from it.

Yet the moment he focused on it he felt as if a nail was hammered into his skull, and his Quirk entirely shut off.

Staggering backward until his back hit the wall. He reached up to hold his head, but only felt his visor.

"Ugh," he groans in annoyance, "that's new... so sick of this fucking bullshit."

Shaking it off as best he could, Horizon walked over to the hole in the wall and looked down at the front lawn of the 1A dorms. Classes 1A and 1B were gathered there with Eraser and Vlad, all crowded around Aoyama who was a mangled mess on the floor.

He seemed barely conscious as Deku and Momo were tending to his wounds, Vlad King was trying to get his class to go back to their dorms but they were being rowdy, and Eraser was on the phone, likely trying to wake up Recovery Girl.

But after a look at the crowd Horizon figured it was Nezu on the other end, they all clearly knew what happened here, and realistically only Nezu could get anything out of him if that was the case.

ROOM!

He feels a slight sting as he opens a Room just big enough to warp down in front of the crowd.

Most of them take a cautious step back, a very smart move.

"You're expelled!" Aizawa immediately yells, "I don't care if you're Nezu's favorite, go pack your things!"

Horizon just turns to look at Eraser, then ignored him and walks a few steps to where Deku and Momo were trying to treat Aoyama.

Momo was currently crouched down beside Aoyama as Deku was trying to put some splints on his mangled limbs, she was making bandages for his face, but they both stopped to stare up at Horizon with wide eyes.

Horizon just lifts a foot and presses his shoe against Aoyama's disfigured face, "Arghh!" his pained scream ripples out, sending a cold chill down all their spines.

Eraser readies his Capture Weapon and almost throws it out to stop him, but restrains himself. Not wanting to get sent to the other side of UA, he was still needed here to sort this out.

Aoyama groggily wakes up to see Deku and Momo's worried faces above him, then fear manifests on his face and his eyes fall to Horizon.

"Oh look, the traitor is awake, you shouldn't waste time trying to help it."

Deku moves to argue but is silenced by what happens next.

Horizon casually warps Aoyama's heart back into his hand and drops it on the lawn, "try not to lose that again, I won't be so gentle next time."

Seeing everyone just staring at them in surprise he looks over at Eraser who was glaring at Aoyama, and tosses him the belt. "Have Nezu take a look at that, it's how he got them to the summer camp, it has a tracker."

"Mmm," Eraser just grumbles as he looks down at the blinking tracker. "You know you've got some questions to answer, both of you..."

"I'll send Nezu the video of our," Horizon glances down at the brutalized Aoyama, "friendly chat," he says before warping away.

As he warps away Aoyama is left with only Deku tending to his wounds.

Some of the others wanted to help, but after their friends died because of him, they just couldn't bring themselves to do it.

Now sitting in the grass on the other side of Aoyama, opposite Deku, Momo just stared at the boy in wonder. Not sure what was going on in his mind, watching him try to tend to Aoyama with no hesitation.

She looked down at the injured boy unsure of what to do, even as Eraser finally got into contact with Principal Nezu.

For the first time in her life, she was unsure if a person deserved her help. But she did it anyway.

Making bandages and gauze as well as some alcohol to clean the wounds, she'd wait until Recovery Girl was here to deal with the heart.

But even while she treated him, Aoyama looked up and saw a blatant expression of disgust on her face, one that never would have been there had she not been so enraptured by a certain someone...

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