《Mrs.Heroic [MAGI X BHNA CROSSOVER]》Chapter 18
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It's been three weeks since the last time Morgiana used her household vessel. They haven't been able to get another signal if wether she was alive or not, and it caused everyone to be nervous on her survival.
Knocking on the door twice, Alibaba entered the room.
He stared at his blue-haired friend who seemed to be in a deep-stated coma. The symbol on Alibaba's sword and Aladdins 'Solomon's wisdom' symbols glowed brightly. Aladdins body remained unmoving except for the steady rise and fall of his chest.
"How is he?" The ex-prince asked, sitting beside his friend.
"His breathing is stable, and he doesn't have any sort of symptoms despite his lack of movement from the past two weeks." Yamraiha said. She kept the boy within a magical barrier that keeps him from essentially rotting away.
Because of that-things like needing to eat or using the bathroom isn't necessary considering that he is basically frozen in time until he awakens.
Aladdin has been trying to figure out a way to find Morgiana's location in order to have some sort of contact with her until they can find a way for her to return safely.
So far the only way for them to contact her was for her to use her household vessel. But considering that they're in this predicament in the first place, means that she ether can't or doesn't want to.
At the moment they weren't able to find her at all. Supposedly her whereabouts are nowhere in this world. Perhaps she's in a different world- it's not impossible considering that there is in fact another world where humans had lived once.
Alma Torran.
Because of that Aladdin went out of his way to travel his conscious to what was left of Alma Torran. Of course while learning how to do it in the first place beforehand.
"Do you think he's found her yet?" The ex-prince asked.
Yamraiha shrugged her shoulders. "The only thing we can do for now is wait."
Alibaba stayed quiet.
"I hope she's okay"
Morgiana frowned deeply as she saw her chains being taken away to confinement.
"Tsukauchi-San, why are they taking it away?" She asked the older detective, who looked down sadly at her.
"Because considering that the weapon itself harbors an entity that has powers that are unknown. It's gone to be examined by higher officials."
"But Amon-sama is not a bad person!" She tried, her eyes welling as the thought of him leaving occurred.
"Why do you want to keep the weapon, when it causes you so much physical pain." Tsukauchi said. "Morgiana, you almost died!"
"He's my friend!" She retorted. The thought of losing Amon in this strange world caused her eyes to well up.
Tsukauchi bit his lip seeing her desperate expression. He wanted to help her, he wanted to not take away something that's she's clearly attached to. But at the end of the day...
"I'm sorry. I don't have any say in this." He was in no position to deny higher authority.
Morgiana grabbed the tan trench coat of the older man. "P-please!"
"I'm sorry. But there really isn't anything I could do...." He said gently.
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The red-head watched her chains that glowed faintly be carried away.
And with that.
Morgiana was truly alone.
"C-cheer up Morgiana! The sports festival is coming up, you can't be sad forever!" The invisi-girl attempted.
Ever since the investigation the frown of Morgiana's face was never let up. Her eyes stayed downcast and her eyes were visibly swollen.
It's obvious she's been crying...
She stayed more quiet than usual and avoided her classmates like the plague outside of class.
And they didn't even blame her for her attitude. As rising heroes....they should've tried harder to keep her from being arrested.
"...." The quiet girl stayed silent.
The class became more awkward and tense as the silence dragged on.
"Everyone to your seats." Aizawa said as he made his way towards the front of the class room. His eyes lingering a second longer on the quiet red-head before he began his lesson.
His lips frowning slightly.
"Who knows the formula for the Pythagorean theorem.....?"
Class continued as usual.
"Okay! What the fuck is wrong with you cherry-head?!"
"Bakugo! You can't be insensitive!" Aizawa said,
"That's what I was gonna say!"
"Shut up headphones!"
"It's Jiro!"
"Shut it extra!"
"You can't call your classmates extras! Bakugo!"
"...they..." the class quieted as they heard the red-heads voice. "They took away my anklets...."
"HAH?! You're mopping over some damn chains?!"
"Bakugo!"
"Tch!"
"It was the last thing I had from my home...." She said quietly, her eyes welling up more as she dipped her head within her arms. Blocking her face from view. "He was the last person I had..."
The class became somber.
Was she talking about the blue giant....?
"W-well until he can return, you have us Morgiana!" The bobbed brunette said.
"Yeah! You got all of us!" Kirishima joined. The rest of the class joined in afterwards in encouraging her.
Morgiana looked at her classmates, her eyes slightly blurry from her tears, but she could still see the several bright faces trying to cheer her up.
Wiping away her tears, she smiled softly at her peers "t.... Thank you, everyone."
Perhaps she's not entirely alone.
Today was the day of the famous sports festival. The crowds we're excited to see the new students. The pros were keeping their eyes open for potential internships.
And the students?
They were fighting.
"TAKE BACK WHAT YOU SAID!" Mina yelled. She was being held back by Sero and Kaminari.
Bakugo has already punched an unnamed student unconscious. Midoriya and kirishima was trying their best to keep Bakugo away from another unfortunate soul.
"W-why are you so mad?! We're just telling the truth!"
"Still! What you said was completely out of line! You should apologize to Morgiana-san!" Iida said.
"Everyone, it's fine!" Morgiana yelled out through the commotion.
"Im not apologizing to no criminal!"
"SHES NOT——"
"What is going on here?!"
"Aizawa-sensei!"
"Vlad-sensei!"
*insert other teachers I don't know the name of here*
Tsu was next to the two pros, slightly panting.
The crowd became quiet at the at the appearance of the pros.
"I'll say it one more time....what the hell is going on here?" Aizawa said, his scarf floating around him menacingly.
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"Well? Speak!" The blood pro yelled out causing the students to flinch.
"Well..."
"Well if it isn't 1-A" the class in question turned towards the various students that began to crowd them. The crowd all grinned mockingly at 1-A.
"Why are you extras talking?" Bakugo said, picking his ear as the President screamed into his ears about 'manners'.
The crowd was visibly not happy about being called 'extras'. Fuming in their spots one amongst the crowd yelled out. "You're so cocky for a guy that acts like a villain!"
1-A tensed, Bakugos classmates already in place to hold him back in any case he tries to kill someone. But before that could happen.
"Just because he acts a certain way, it doesn't mean it downplays his achievements." A certain red-head made her way in front of her classmates, standing in front of them. "He's worked hard to get where he is, and just because he acts.... Rudely, doesn't mean you can say that he didn't do the work to get where he is now."
Bakugo stared astonished at the girl before him. He wasn't exactly expecting anyone to vouch for him. Most of the time they would've thought him petty and brash and call him a dog when he reacts negatively.
His fist clenched, remembering how he himself treated the girl rudely when she was going through a tough time.
"Why the hell should we care about what a villain said?!"
The class froze, before getting angry on the behalf of the stoic girl.
"What...what the fuck did you say?" Mina said.
"Mina-San it's fine." The red-head holding the pinkette back.
"No it isn't!"
The girl in question, smirked proudly. "It's all over the news! How 1-A was hiding a villain within their classes! I mean it makes sense considering that that guy acts so evil!" She said pointing to the ash-blonde who in turn growled.
"Y-y-You c-can't b-b-b-believe e-everything on-on t-the n-n-n-news!" Koda yelled out in his quiet voice.
"It's so disappointing how a class for future heroes are going out of their way to protect a criminal.... A failure at life..."
And with that Bakugo began to blow up other students faces. Other students joining in not much later.
"Say that shit again! I dare you!" Bakugo yelled using his quirk to blast a students face.
"Bastards..." dark shadow joined in, weaving and hitting students. And tokoyami didn't do much to stop him.
"Apologize assholes!" Mina said, grabbing the hair of some random girl.
"Oh no- mina stop!" Hagakure said, her voice filled with sarcasm. "Oh she's too strong! I can't stop her~!..... get them Mina!"
"G-guys! I don't think it's best to fight right before the sports festival" Momo tried. "I really think...."
"We shouldn't....you know what? Never mind."
"Momo! As Vice President you can't just-" Iida began, before sighing harshly hearing another explosion "Kaminari! Sero! Stop Mina!"
"Ok-wait what?! You want us to stop, THAT?!"
"I'll fucking kill you!"
Iida's glasses shined "did I stutter?"
"....The duo said in unsion before making their way towards the pinkette that was beginning to melt walls.
"Kaachan! Stop!" The greenette began to run torwards his childhood friend, latching onto an arm that was dangerously close to someone's eyes.
"Get off nerd!"
Kirishima also latched onto the ash-blonde, his hardening quirk activated to give him a sturdy grip.
"Shitty hair!"
One of the students hopped away towards e teacher lounge as the conflict began to grow.
"That's what happened, Aizawa-sensei" Momo said retelling all the events.
Aizawa was... mad, no furious.
His eyes glanced over towards the girl in the center of this all, she was truly unbothered by the entirety of the situation. She didn't even seem to care about how everyone insulted her.
Her eyes....we're duller....
Vlad bowed towards the red-head girl, surprising everyone present. "I'm so sorry for the behavior of my students!"
1-B stood speechless at their teacher, they didn't expect him to... well, bow-
The other nameless teachers soon followed after in apologizing to the girl.
After the USJ accident, and her....hearing, they heard about her situation, not the details, but enough to know that the actions their students portrayed were absolutely awful. But, at the same time they couldn't tell them off considering their own...experience with her.
The girl stood motionless at the people bowing before her, she was slightly flustered, but she learned how to mask her expressions since she was young.
"It's alright." She said simply. Forgiving this rather needless event.
"It's not 'alright'! Morgiana-San, why don't you get angry!?" Mina clutched her shirt in frustration. "They said horrible things about you! Doesn't that make you feel mad?!"
Morgiana was quiet for a moment. "I am...mad." She stared at the ground.
The class stayed quiet at the revelation, slightly surprised that she admitted it in the first place.
"Then why don't you do anything about it?!" The boy who always acts on his anger asked.
The students and teachers couldn't help but feel their hearts drop at what she said, some gasping, others eyes watered, and the rest clenched their fists in anger.
"If I cared about every little insult directed at me.... My head would've been chopped off a long time ago."
She walked away. Leaving the large group watching her form growing smaller and further away.
Also it's a slight redemption arc for vlad (cuz I honestly really like him) it's to simply show how people arrogant of others situations will say things that are often times insensitive.
Again, Vlads only scene with Morgiana was after she had contact with a villain that no one knew about, and that she had enough experience to withstand a fight with the number one pro—- not a lot to go off of, but enough to be wary of her.
Fast forward a couple of days after the accident and her origins were partially revealed that she was a slave.
Nobody really knows what she's been through. But the word was enough to explain her experience to a certain extent. And with the new information, they felt bad about their prior actions.
And I know a simple 'sorry' isn't enough, there will be a better character arc in the future but this is paving the way of people understanding Morgiana.
Okay- sorry for this little rant? Insider? Thingy-
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