Strings (BNHA x OC) [Rewrite]

18 || Caught

As soon as Puppet Master had shown herself, Eraser Head had been called to the scene.

A short time later, when the erasure hero arrived at the battleground, it was in complete chaos. All the heroes were fighting souls, and there were dozens of them. Some fallen heroes laid on the ground, their unclaimed souls hovering just above their corpses. He looked around for Puppet in the fray, but she wasn't fighting alongside her souls.

He watched as Endeavor burned through multiple souls that were attacking him. The souls morphed into small clusters of light, then they burned out.

"Where is she?" the erasure hero called to the number one.

The flame hero looked over at his ally. "If you're asking about Puppet Master, she slipped away after releasing her souls on us. Some others found her a few times, but the ones that did only reported it before their lines went flat; one of them managed to tell us she was somewhere south."

Ryuku swooped in and crushed two souls with her powerful claws. "She's purposely not leaving the area. We need to find her."

Eraser Head looked south. There was a line of buildings, though by that point, they were mostly rubble.

"I'm going!" he called, staring to run to the buildings.

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It was much quieter near the buildings than on the main battlefield. Even though it wasn't the main battlefield, Eraser Head knew that for him, it would be just as deadly.

He ran through the rubble and half-destroyed buildings until he came to a building that held a gruesome sight.

There was a hero in a dark red hero costume hanging limply from several black strings. His neck hung in an unnatural position with a string around it. Eraser Head recognized him to be the pro hero Heartburn.

He turned away, shaking the image of the deceased hero from his mind before. He kept moving. I'm close. I need to find her before she kills someone else.

He traveled over to another building - one that wasn't too destroyed, only part of it being blown in.

Soon, he heard the faint sound of footsteps coming from the floor below him. Following the sound, he walked over to a hole in the concrete floor and looked through it, down to the level below.

The footsteps belonged to none other than Puppet. She was walking around on the floor below. With her already battered appearance, it led Eraser Head to believe that she was at least a bit injured — and he could capitalize on that.

Pulling his goggles over his eyes, he erased her quirk and jumped down from above. He landed practically on top of her, tackling her to the ground with his arms. They both fell and she let out a surprised gasp.

Before Eraser Head could pin Puppet down and immobilize her, she swiftly maneuvered her body and jumped away.

She stood up straight and cracked a smile. "I didn't expect that I would be seeing you so soon, Eraser."

"Why didn't you kill me?" he demanded, referring back to their last encounter with each other.

"Isn't it obvious?" she countered with a sly smirk. "I wanted you to get away. I enjoy the thrill of the chase — no matter what end of it I'm on."

He lunged at her, trying to catch her quickly. She swiftly jumped back and threw two knives at him, forcing him to back up so that they were on opposite sides of the space from each other.