Katana was resting after the recent events while her sister was going over the board of the visions that seem to be getting worse. She also went and got some research done on this white lightning quirk user.

It was none other than the mystery girl, Zella Mikio.

She couldn't find anything about her quirk, only a few clips of her fight against the pro hero, Shoto as a teenager. She paused the video and zoomed in on the girl.

Short hair as white as snow, white lighting all around her body but mostly around her head and piercing blue eyes as deep as the ocean. This is the second time Anna had seen a photo of Mikio but now was the first time she could see clearly.

This was Katana. This is exactly what she looked like when Anna found her. She couldn't understand why she had some type of lightning quirk, but still seemed to have her copy quirk. How she ended up in the mountains covered in snow or how she lost all of her memories or why she didn't have that lightning quirk was also something she couldn't figure out, but one thing was certain.

Her real name was Zella Mikio and she had somehow found her way home.

The black haired assassin went and got herself a glass of water as the news were a lot to take in. This meant that she was right, the visions Katana had been getting were her memories. But how? Why was she suddenly getting them back? And why did they have to be so painful on her poor sister?

An exhausted Katana put a hand on the green eyed assassins shoulder before she spoke.

"Geez, and I thought I looked terrible. You look like you've seen a ghost!" she joked, but her smile quickly faded away when she saw the tears glossing her sisters eyes.

"I think I am..."

"What are you talking about?" she looked down at Annas shaking hands before putting them in hers, calming her down at least a little bit.

Anna let go of the blue eyed girl and went to grab her gear and clothes. Katana looked at her sisters actions confused, like she wasn't just crying a second ago.

"Where are you going?"

Anna looked back over her shoulder and paused for a moment before answering. She activated her quirk slightly on Katana so that she wouldn't get the idea of going with her.

"I'll be right back."

Katana didn't answer as she was feeling a little dizzy.

"Best to go rest some more. I'm starting to feel a little dizzy..."

- - -

I had texted the tired-looking purple eyed pro and asked him and the two others to meet me on the usual rooftop we met. I had to ask them about the lost girls or... Katanas disappearance. Though I couldn't tell them the truth about my sister. Not yet anyways.

I got on the rooftop and waited patiently. I just hope they can't sense my distress and answer my questions with no bullshit attached.

"Hey you, Dizzy!" a familiar angry voice was heard behind me. I turned around and saw the three heroes.

"I'm just going to get straight to the point. Do you have any pictures of your friend, Zella Mikio? And I mean normal pictures like her eating at the school cafeteria..."

The three looked at each other confused at the question. They exchanged looks and nodded before pulling out their phones and handed them over to me.

I scrolled though their photos of the lost girl and now I was even more sure. Luckily I was prepared for this...

I handed their phones back along with a paper with all the information we have on the league of villains.

"I want you to give this to the people working on this case. I think they'll catch them soon, given that they already have a lot on them. Just don't tell them where you got it from."

This went against everything I believed in. But I was willingly giving them this information because I am desperate. Desperate to get out of this city. Desperate to live my life at home and going on missions that take no more than 2 days. We've been here for almost 3 weeks, I'm tired. And all this with Zella and Katana was too much, I just want to forget about it all. If it meant that I have to give everything away to the pro heroes, then so be it.

"This... this is all they need to stop them." the crimson eyed man folded the piece of paper and took off, leaving a trail of smoke in the air.

"How is Copy doing?" heterochromia eyes met mine.

I pulled down my mask and hood. Looking down, I let small smile appear on my face because I felt hope of going home again soon.

"She's doing just fine, just resting." I answered and looked up again. The two were frozen in place and analysed my face in silence.

"What? Never seen a pretty girl before?" and with that I jumped off the building and left.

- - -

"Katana! Wake up!" Anna said while shaking her sister who was sleeping peacefully in her bed. She groaned and slapped Annas hand away.

"What do you want?"

"Come with me, I have to show you something!" the black haired girl dragged Katana out of her bed and walked to the living room.

The white haired assassin rubbed her eyes and looked in front of her. The news was on the TV and her sister gestured for her to listen.

"Breaking news: The league of villains have been captured by the pro heroes of this city. This means we all can sleep better at night, knowing that they are behind bars. However another part of this case hasn't been solved yet. There's been no progress in-" Anna turned the TV off and squeezed her sister in the form of a hug.

"Do you know what this means? We can go home!"

"B-but how? It's like they solved it overnight..." Katana asked while grabbing the remote from her sister and turned the TV back on.

"Her whereabouts are still unknown, if she even is alive. Now, onto the weather..."

"Were they talking about that lost girl?"

"Probably. Anyways, let's pack all of our things and get ready to leave tonight. I'll call dad and tell him the good news!"

Anna left to pack her things but by the looks of it, she had already done it. The white haired girl hesitantly grabbed her bags and started to do it as well.

"How come she's so happy about this? I mean, we're here to kill Shigaraki. But now, the heroes got to him first which means that he can just escape like last time..." she thought as she continued to pack.

"But at least we're going home, I guess."