《Mrs.Heroic [MAGI X BHNA CROSSOVER]》Chapter two
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Days, weeks, months passed and yet she was still unconscious.
After contacting recovery girl to help the unknown child basically re-mend her body, and the multiple surgeries to fix her broken bones and internal injuries, they were about to give up since she constantly had seizures until her heart monitor stabilized.
But she wasn't woken up at all.
They tried finding information on her via records, but they haven't found anything. So they tried putting up posters, missing posters, and even as far as putting her in the news, but nothing.
Nobody called saying they knew her, no family, no friends, no acquaintances, no nothing.
A mystery.
They won't be able to find out anything until she wakes up.
But even so it leads to another question.
How did she even end up in that state?
After Recovery girl healed her they were able to see how she looked.
Fiery red hair, red eyes to match, pale skin, a slim figure with slight outlines of chiseled body.
Her clothes were nothing but rags, but the golden necklace filled with different types of gems as well as the silver cuffs with red rubies that had chains that wrapped around all the way to her forearm.
They couldn't really determine if she was poor or not.
But then comes the abnormalities, Aka her scars.
Her ankles, a bruised ring, that was two to three inches long, the color black, long healed, but still visible.
Looks like a scar of somebody that was chained.
But it could be from the cuffs, maybe she wore it around her ankles.
They didn't know.
Her upper arms, torso, and face, filled with tiny pale scars that were less visible, possibly caused by a type of knife.
This was just confusing on its own.
And lastly, the scar that they healed.
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It was large, starting from her collarbone all the way to her mid-thigh, covering the entirety of her back,a hand-like scar.
Could it be caused by a quirk of some sort? Was it hers? Or somebody else's? Did she even have a quirk?
Other than physical appearance they weren't able to find anything else.
Her name, her age, her birthday, nada.
And so they wait patiently, recovery girl moved her to her office in U.A over the weekend after school started, her complaining about how this one kid always gets hurt, and how it became a hassle to go to and from the hospital to look over the girl 24/7, and no one complained since they knew of her abilities.
"STOP BREAKING YOUR BONES!!"
"G-gomen s-sensei....." I looked down, trying to cover my broken finger.
He sighed loudly and I flinched at the sound.
"Never mind, just go to recovery girl."
"H-Hai!" I bowed my head before scurrying away.
Stupid, stupid, stupid!
If only I knew how to control this power! I-if only I was stronger!
I continued to stare at the ground, my body naturally knowing the way since I been there so many times already, so I didn't need to look up.
It's only been a week and I already been to the nurses office more than ten times!
I slid open the door slowly "R-recovery g-girl..."
She's gonna be so mad....
I closed my eyes waiting for the usual screaming and irritation that usually comes whenever I'm anywhere near this place.
"..."
Hmm?
I peaked one eye opened.
S....she's not here....?
Beep.....beep.....beep.....beep
???
That's new.
Before I even knew of it I was following the sounds of the beeping.
What is that?
And then
That's worst than me-
"W-what happened to her?"
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And as if a spell as been broken her eyes opened.
Pretty....
"An angel?" Her voice came out hoarse and scratchy.
Angel? Where?
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
Me?
The greenette's face lit up like Christmas lights as he tried to process the info.
The red-head stared at the boy as he spluttered in denial at her claim.
But it didn't matter, she was dead, she knew, she felt her last breath, her final memories, her goodbye that she couldn't even say.
Her eyes teared up as she remembered everyone.
Alibaba, Aladdin, Marsur, sinbad, Ja'Far, Hakuei-
She could go on and on.
"I'm really dead,huh?"
The greenette stopped his flustered messiness, as he heard the words.
"Y-you're n-not d-dea-"
And there stood a furious recovery girl.
His face paled as he slowly turned to the older lady, lips trembling as he tried to smile.
"Y-yes?"
"Why do you keep on breaking your bones?! I swear to god you're gonna be the death of me! Why couldn't all might choose a better successor-" he quickly covered the mouth of the older lady.
Effectively riling her up even more.
"
But he shook his head furiously as he pointed to the now awake occupant.
The older lady eyes widened as she quickly went to the phone tapping numbers too quickly for them to see who she's calling.
And she hung up, quickly going to the red-heads side asking her numerous questions.
"How are you?"
"I'm fine." The older lady handed her a cup of water after hearing the scratchy sound.
"Do you feel any pain or discomfort?"
"T-the bandages are a bit tight." The older lady began to unravel the bandages.
The red heads eyes widened at the scar, the healed scar,
The greenette eyes widened at the hand print.
"W-what?" She pinched or cheek as she stared at the mark, eyes widened even more when she felt pain.
"I-I'm a-alive?" Her quite voice quivered as her eyes began to fill with tears once more.
Older lady eyes softened as she stared at the girl "yes dearie, you are alive."
The red-head stared at the older women with eyes filled with uncontainable happiness.
"I-I'm re-really not de-dead?"
The older lady nodded.
And she choked out a sob, she covered her mouth as she tried stifling her voice, wiping her tears as quickly as they came trying to hide her crying face.
Recovery girl rubbed soothing circles on the girls back, and Midoryia not knowing what to do with himself tried to leave through the door, until it was forced open and there stood his idol.
"OH MY GOD ITS ALL MIGHT!!!" Even though he knew of the man for almost a year he still reacts the same.
And also beside him stood a small, white animal, it was non other than Nezu.
And the red-head who calmed down to sniffles tilted her head in confusion at the burst.
"Whose All might?"
All heads snapped to her her in surprise and alarm.
Did I miss something?
Not liking the attention she asked "I-is he l-like King S-sinbad?"
She didn't know King Sinbad either and he reacted like that too.
They looked at her in confusion except for the little bear, or over-sized rat, that just stared at her in amusement.
"Who is this 'King Sinbad'? Little one?" The blonde man asked
Oh he didn't know him too?
"He's the king of Sindria, and he conquered the seven seas...." she didn't know the entirety of the story, but that was the most important detail anyways.
"He conquered the seven seas? In this day and age?"
"Huh?" She asked
"Huh?" They asked
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