Hunting Some Villains

This chapter and the following chapters were all written and finished over 6 months ago before I took a break, including the images that go with them, so the artstyle will look similar to the older images rather than the new ones you see in the side stories. I'll give another update when the chapters being posted are actually newly written, which should be around 10-15 chapters from now.

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Thanking a waitress for letting them stay at the cafe, Mirio holds the front door open for his friends, waiting for Nejire and Eri to walk through before taking up the rear. Pointing down the street, Mirio pockets his phone. "Tomori sent me her location, she should just be a few blocks away..."

As the trio goes to meet up with their missing member, across town another hero grows tired of trying to avoid meeting up with her target... Having made her way from the rooftops down to the streets below, Mt Lady trails D-Stress and her group from a safe distance. Using the civilians as cover, she tries to listen into their conversations. Though by now she's been following for hours, and they've all mostly gone quiet. That is until the southern blondie finally speaks up.

"Hey girls... I know you're probably pretty mad at me, but do ya really have to keep me here like this?" Sundance asks, feeling the constant pressure of Blueshift's hand in her back, pushing her forward. "I'm not even from America, ya know? If ya let me go I swear I won't tell a soul... I'll just fly back home and-"

Suddenly D-Stress turns around, a look of childish annoyance on her face. She smirks, a devious look forming as she looks Sundance in the eyes. "Psh, yeah right... You'll totally just nark on us the second we let you go..."

Behind her, Sundance hears Blueshift giggle, her voice decidedly more venomous than the group's defacto leader. "Yeah, we're not stupid babe..."

Ahead, Baskerville and Witching Hour stop as well, the beast girl simply watching with twisted amusement, while the more cunning witch looks down to her book, reading off a spell and pointing her finger in the air. She summons a small hologram of a heart, much like those created by D-Stress. "Why don't we just... you know?" She asks, shooting the heart into Sundance's chest, watching the illusion fade away. "She'd be a lot less whiny that way, right?"

Nodding lightly, D-Stress considers her words, before summoning an actual heart of her own, holding it just above her palm. "Yeah... that's probably for the best. I was hoping we could use her for Basky's plan... but we've been walking for hours, and my feet are totally killing me. Let's have a small break~"

Sundance's eyes go wide, her body instinctively trying to move back, only to be held in place by Blueshift. "W-Wait... Girls, come on, you don't have ta do that... Wouldn't I be more useful if I wasn't so..."

*SWISH*

D-Stress giggles, launching the heart with seemingly no effort, enjoying the satisfying sound of it whizzing through the air. Sundance closes her eyes and turns her head, bracing for impact... until suddenly, something from behind knocks her and Blueshift to the ground. The heart shoots just past Sundance's head, launching into a nearby building where it explodes into glitter.

Clenching her teeth, Sundance pushes Blueshift off of her, the southern belle looking back to see what could've caused such a ****. Next to them lies a car door, one that left quite the mark on Blueshift's torso. She winces, rolling onto her stomach as she grabs at her lower back. "Ow FUCK! The hell was that?"

Down the road, a towering figure stares the group down. Mt Lady, sick of trailing and knowing when someone needs her help blocks the road, her quirk active and her body six stories tall. She smirks, hands on her hips. "You villains better surrender now, I don't want to make this situation any more dangerous for you..." She taunts, striking fear into the group.

"Oh shit..." Baskerville grunts, looking to D-Stress. "Mistress... whaddaya wanna do?"

The bimbo stands there, her mouth agape, before shaking her head. "Shit... uh... that's like, Mt Lady, right? I think? How did she know where we were?"

Witching Hour steps up next to her leader. Despite being mostly bimbofied, her intellect remains mostly intact, allowing her to calm D-Stress by whispering something in her ear. The blonde haired ditz sighs, shaking her hands before nodding. "Ooh, you're right~"