Heartfillia

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As he grew closer to them, peter was the first to wave to him. Already adding puns...and a horrid one at that. He could almost see why Eira hated all the puns he used for her in a moment of clarity. He simply nodded his head as he came closer. He was not anywhere near ready to ‘banter’.

Renard looked over to Freya as she called his name. He noticed how she inched towards him. But still keeping her distance. She then went on to apologize for what happened earlier. How she just ran away… he assumed what she was referring to. Continuing to say it wasn’t his fault.

Clearly it was something he did. The fact she looked skittish when he even moved. He got that no one liked getting shocked, he knew it hurt others. But for some reason he just took it as she didn’t really trust him anymore. He looked down for a moment Trying to push down his hurt. He put on a very weak smile, You’re fine Freya. I get it... he said in a whisper as well. He forced his smile a little more to try and sell it.

He didn’t move from his spot as Gabby then spoke up at which he simply nodded with that weak smile as a silent thanks. But as she mentioned Sofia his smile dropped instantly. Feeling a gut kick as he realized he was going to have to tell them that she didn’t want to see them. And that she was being forced to leave school.

It was at this point Keri came walking quickly towards them. Explaining she just found out and that she came up check up on them. Giving them all cards. He took the one she made for him and said thank you... softly and read it quickly. As much as he loved to razz her for being so serious all the time. And how she always got on his case for goofing off, he appreciated the thought that she came and was worried about all of them. On a normal day he would have capitalized this and joked that this card was proof she ‘cared’ about him and he would frame it for the world to see.

But it wasn’t a normal day. She asked them if they were going to be ok, He said softly, looking away. ”Y-yeah...ill be fine….Sof.... He started to say, when gabby suddenly announced that she had presents for them as well. As if they didn’t notice the forest of flowers in her arms. She then came over and gave him flowers, signed by her and her family. Whom he didn’t even know. He took them, with saying Thank you.. once again, though he didn’t know what to really do with flowers. But she was kind to give them anyway. And he didn’t want to be rude. He held them in the same hand he held Keri’s card, while he leaned on the railing still while allowing his right leg to rest in a bent fashion, the front of his toes resting on the ground.

For not moving for over a day, it had tightened up quite a bit. At the end of the hall he was starting to shake at the pain of the torn and tight muscles, He did well to hide this, but the pain was growing. He should have got some damn crutches

While he thought of this, Peter was answering Keri. While they were friends and all, hearing him talk was frankly pissing him off.

”Are you kidding me? He said flatly. not the best way to start of our Careers? We are not ‘pro’ hero’s yet. making a circle motion with his hand that held the gifts to indicate he was speaking about everyone in their class. He placed his foot down, to use his hand that was holding him up to point at Peter. Wincing and falling over against the wall, but not down. He held his finger out and continued with what he was gonna say.

Why the hell would they be planning to fight us again? Why would they give two shits about some ‘heroes in training’. We just got dealt a shit hand, somehow barely making it out of there alive. We didn’t stand a fucking chance against them, They were toying with us. I’ve been training for seven fucking years for this, and I still had nothing against some nobody villain. His voice was now growing with anger, but he didn’t yell. A flash of a giant man, with bloody claws looming over him. He closed his eyes for a moment as he allowed his hand to fall and prop himself up once more before speaking up once again.

”Of course it was a coincidence! They were only all there for Enterprise, and Mr. Hayes, While they kept them busy, their lackeys made off with a massive truck full of Hero gear and tech. They were not there to beat some high school kids around. Stop trying to turn it into something it’s not.

He stopped himself and sighed. Dropping the rant as he looked away. Deciding to just tell them about sofia. ” I just came over here to tell you guys, Sofia is not coming back to school. She’s being pulled out. And she doesn’t want anyone to see her right now. he used brought up his hand with the gifts to his face to rub his temple/left eye with the base of his palm.

His anger flushed away as he remembered what she wrote and felt sick to his stomach. Again….he definitely wasn’t a hero. He then quietly said, ”she wanted to thank all of you for helping her. That she thinks you’re her hero’s. ” he said clearly distancing himself from what was said. He certainly didn’t deserve it. He should have stayed right by Eira instead of trying to and failing to attract the attention of the other villains. If he was there… he could have taken the hit or had faster reflexes being closer and dodged it completely. She wouldn’t have gotten hurt, and not be forced to leave.

He grew really silent. Before saying quietly. ”I- I’m sorry... before switching the gifts to his right hand and turning around and started limping away with out another word.

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@Tenma Tendooh well yeah then I would say transformation haha. Derp

And I might have started online shopping for one when I saw it 🙃

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@Tenma Tendo I really like her! she seems adorable.

if it can't be turned off, I would think it's a mutant quirk....possibly.

Edit: Also.... I really want that cloak/jacket. in the second picture XD

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@Tenma Tendostill accepting, he hasn't said it's closed yet!

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Renard tried to help, but he didn’t know what to say. His hands stil hurt from the wounds the glass made in them so his fingers were not very helpful with picking up the crumbs or sliding them off into his hand. His voice caught in his in his throat. Unsure what he could say to apologize even more for making her scared of him. He knew she didn’t mean anything by it, but for some reason he felt like a knife stabbed in him the gut. Freya was probably one of his closest friends that he made. He had started driving her too and from school for the passed couple weeks now. He had a sudden worry that she would not want to do that anymore.

Before he could apologize once again she spoke up. He looked to the bag and was going to say thank you once more. But she suddenly stopped, moving away and out of the room quickly. F-Fre…. he tried to call out. Reaching towards her… But she was gone.

Could she really not stand him anymore? Just being nice to be nice? His shoulders slumped and he let out a long sigh. He limped over to the closet and pulled out his bag, which had his change of clothes in it. Slowly changing into them, he suddenly realized after pulling his shirt on, it was slightly discolored and grainy. Remembering the other time he hurt freya. Closing his eyes he brushed his shirt off of the salt and went over to the table with the bag of half crushed chips and slipped it into an outer pocket of his backpack.

He started for his door when he heard a knock, a man introduced himself to Renard, saying he worked for Sofia’s family. Handing him a letter and saying she would fully recover, at a different hospital. Renard sighed with some relief. But confused on why he said sorry. As the man left, he opened the letter slowly.

A mixture of emotion fluttered acrossed renards face, a small smile at her apologizing for her penmanship. Which he didn’t even notice because it was so much better than his normal one. To surprise, anger, worry, and sadness. The fact she told him not to see her, as well as the fact she wouldn’t be coming back to school.

She went on to explain how much she changed, and grew. Something he had seen even in these short few weeks. Something he admired about her, being a ‘Lady’ from a rich family. She was not like any of the other “rich kids” he knew of. He was glad she still had her goal to become a hero despite what happened.

By the time he reached the part where she called them her heros. He started to cry, feeling ashamed of himself. He didn’t feel like a hero, he couldn't protect her, nor freya, nor the others. Despite his training before he came to this school. He didn’t deserve to be called her hero…

My little hero…

He started to cry even more as he heard his mother's voice in his head, he sat down on a chair that was near the door and covered his face with his hands. I’m not a hero…I can't protect anyone. No matter how hard I try.. Everyone I care about just gets hurt....

After a few moments he took a deep breath. And continued to read the last part… as if she almost knew he was doubting himself. He could hear a muffled memory of his mother's voice once again… it reminded him of something...but it was too deep to remember just yet.

He took a deep breath and wiped his eyes. Look at him being so pathetic. Being so selfish and focused on himself. His friends were all hurt and he didn’t even attempt to go see them. Just moping in his bed. His mother would be ashamed…

He slapped his cheeks and yelped in pain as his wounded hands and cheek stung extra long and worse. Being an idiot and forgetting about his injuries. He pushed himself up and decided to go find the others. Even if Freya didn’t want to be near him…

He folded the letter and slipped it into his back pocket. He would also have to tell the others about Sofia.Once he would get his phone charged, he would have to call her.

He limped slightly through the halls, his right leg still tight from the muscle seizure from the day before. trying to figure out where Freya would have run off too. Would it have been back to her room? Or someone else's? It took a minute but he finally saw her, along with peter and gabby down at the other end of the hall. Peter hugging Freya.

He felt a slight pang of hurt, wanting to just take his right, and head out the exit. But he couldn’t be that selfish. He slowly made his way down the hall, using the railing to help slightly.

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Renard nodded at her when she said she would be fine. Feeling only a slight respite from his guilt of shocking her the day before. He only smiled slightly, but again looked down when she brought up if he was going to be ok. He was silent for a moment thinking once again how lucky they both were.

The vision of his mother flashed in his head, he wasn’t ok, physically he would be but… He shook his head. Saying softly, Um...y- yeah of course... Looking up to Freya and putting a strained smile on his lips before looking away again. One of the few things I inherited from my dad was to take a beating... he said with a weak chuckle.

When she offered the food, he really wasn’t hungry at the moment but he thought it be rude not to try some. He slowly reached up to take the bag that was offered, only to have her jerk away from his near touch. He felt like someone stabbed him through the heart again. Clearly she wasn’t fine with what happened… and it only made him feel worse. He looked down at the chips that covered him.

He sighed as she said she was sorry, Slowly he got out of bed, getting out of the opposite side so she didnt flinch again. ”You’re fine. Dont worry about it Freya... he said as he winced at the pain he had from getting out of bed.I deserve it He thought to himself

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Renard didn't’ answer Freya when she asked what happened with him. He honestly didn’t know what to say, and it really wasn’t the time to do so right now. She quickly also added that they were all leaving. He gritted his teeth, annoyed mostly, He wasn’t in any position to get out fast, and he didn’t want them to get hurt. However she did pull away when he offered to help. A painful jab seemed to pierce him as it happened but he said nothing.

Taking a few breaths he reluctantly agreed. But before he could move, they were too late, he couldn’t move at all when The villain suddenly lunged again. Everything else that happened, seemed to happen in an instant for him, suddenly there were more heroes, and the chainsaw wielding psycho was down on the ground...pinned and cuffed by Sphinx. He let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding in as he looked around to see the others running off.

They survived. A slight smile came onto his lips for only a moment until he remembered the bodies in the hall right behind him. Closing his eyes he shuddered. Not everyone... Opening his eyes and looking at the blood on his hands. He started to get really light headed. Swaying slightly where he stood, he slowly took a knee once again.

He then looked up as Sphinx mocked them. Mostly freya as she sneered at her. Renard had gotten to know Freya pretty well in the past month, he had his suspicions she was related before her father confirmed it with bragging about it infront of him while he was waiting for Freya to finish getting ready for school.

What remained of his blood began to boil. Who the hell did she think she was? Her sister just barely survived and not even an ounce of worry ran through her? It made him literally sick.... Or that was just the lack of blood that made him feel like he was about to vomit. He glared at the blurry figures in front of him. His eyes moving between the two.

“Seeing how...we lasted this long as heroes in training.” He said weakly, but clear anger in his tone. I think she has more potential to be a real hero than you will ever have.” He looked away, towards the two Eira’s next to him. That was something he could definitely get used to…

”I didn’t know...you had a twin sister Eira... He said in a confused tone. Before he suddenly fell face first into the dirt.

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Renard didn’t regain consciousness till the next morning. And even then in faded in and out of sleep. Plagued by the final moments of his mother in his dreams once again. A memory long since buried by this thoughts. Even while awake, he was quiet as he seemed to be lost in his thoughts. Looking to his hands, covered in bandages from the cuts made by the glass, he could feel as though they were caked in the blood still.

He stared them at what seemed like hours. Until he realized someone was speaking to him. Even then he didn't’ look right away… he didn’t really want to talk right now. But he sighed as he placed his hands face down on his lap as if to hide them. He sat on the bed, propped up with pillows. He looked over to Freya, who came in with a bag clutched in her hands...as if it was about to fall apart.

Memories of the day before where she flinched from him popped in his mind, making him feel even worse. And looking away from her. For a moment. He didn’t know what to say. For what seemed like an eternity, but truly was for a few seconds. Looking back to her ”I-uh...thanks.” He gave an uncharacteristically weak smile. He scratched the back of his head as he then asked. ”Are you ok? he asked hesitantly.

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"Renard, are you alright?"

Echoed in his head as he was confused with who said it… two voices sounded in his head, as he looked forward, not even seeing Freya as she looked at him in the eyes. The blood and tears mixing and blurring his vision. He clenched all of his muscles, trying to force the pain from his body, as if that would even work.

He wasn’t expecting someone to touch him. He felt the surge of electricity rush through his body and exit his shoulder. Immediately he tried to stop it, but it was too late, the rest of the charge he had kept in his body to prevent his entire body from spasms left him. He closed his eyes and instantly wiped the blood and tears from his eyes, looking over to see Freya on the ground Staring back at him with bewilderment and agony.

His heart suddenly shot to his throat. He did that. He hurt her. It was clear he snapped back to reality, as his wild eyes were now gone. Only replaced with shock, confusion and fear of what he did. If she had touched him a few moments before...she could have died.

”Freya! He grunted as he winced in pain, trying to move towards her. His leg cramping painfully up once again as he tried to use it, He limped a few steps before the leg gave out under the pain. ”I’m so sorry.. I-I-I didn’t see you, I didn’t mean to- He cut off when he noticed her bloody hands and some blood on her shirt. His heart started to race again. As the image of Freya and his mother switched before his eyes...both with blood on their hands.

Eira suddenly appeared before him. He looked up at her as an odd look came upon her face. He could even barely register that he saw it before he blinked and she was scowling again. Was he just seeing things? She quickly reach to grab his arm, he barely had enough time to react. Suddenly scared that he was going to shock her as well, but he did not move enough to actually have build a noticeable charge since Freya took the hit. A wave of relief came over him as she took his arm and he didn’t shock her...her hands were ice cold and felt great against his hot skin at the moment.

She continued tugging, enough that he did almost get up but she instantly let go, causing him to fall to his knee again with a grunt of pain. But he pushed himself back up again with his eyes shut. She mentioned going through the door. He looked up towards it. It looked like a mile away to him. It seemed impossible, especially with the villians in that room still, He quickly said, ”You’re right, You’re leaving, with Freya. I’m only gonna slow you down Eira. He said while grabbing at his bent leg he was gingerly leaning on.

“You two can get out of here while I distract her, You can probably find another exit.” He said wincing, as he reached down to offer Freya his hand. I can buy you a few minutes...

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Freya and Renard

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Renard coughed and grunted as he slowly moved from the spot that he landed after being thrown threw a brick wall. He cracked open his eyes, seeing stars as he did. He thought she was gunna be fast...not insanely powerful strengthwise as well. He could feel his body screaming in pain, from the cuts that covered his face and arms from the glass, and the massive brusing from being thrown through a bloody wall. He tried to get up, only managing to get to his knees, and groaning like an old man getting up from the ground. He heard some yelling from outside in the courtyard.

Looking up he saw Freya ontop of the villians back. Yelling at her and then to him Telling him to go. "No.. NO Freya! he called out. "You get out of here! Your parents willl kill me if I let you get hurt! STOP IT!" He grunted as he tried to get up and move towards the door. Only to fall once again face first.

Renard winced as the glass in his arms cut deeper after the fall, along with falling onto sharp rocks from when he broke through the wall. He felt a warm thick liquid below him. His eyes closed he slowly pushed himself up. His body straining after that beating. His body hot from the charge that had been building up. When he fully extended his arms, he pulled a knee up and took a moment to try and catch his breath and force the pain from his mind.

He Opened his left eye as his right was covered in the liquid and the hot blood coming from his own wounds. His breath froze as he saw what that liquid was… blood. As well as the body it came from. His body began to shake as he started to grow more afraid.

As he looked down at his blood soaked hands he winced as he felt a phantom pain running through the scar on his face. To him, his hands seemed to flash between his own, and a much smaller version. Both equally covered in hot blood. Screams echoed in his head.

Looking up he saw his mother lying on the ground, propped up against the couch in their living room back in Japan. Despite the blood that was sleeping through the bathroom towels on her stomach, she was looking worried at him. She pulled him closer and grabbed one of the lesser stained towels and pressed it to his face to stop the bleeding coming from his own fresh gash.

With teary eyes she said softly “Are you ok Ren?”

Looking down at her wound which was far worse than his, she pulled his head up to lock her eyes with his. He nodded, his own tears coming from his eyes. Out of fear, pain, and uncertainty.


Tears started to stream down his own eyes as he closed them. His breath was shaky as the repressed memory started flowing back to him. He could hear Freya struggling with the murderous woman. He tried to push himself up but he couldn’t seem to find the strength… He had to protect her…



”You were so brave...” She whispered. Her tears falling freely… She pulled him in and gave him the tightest comforting hug only mother could give. Renard closed his own eyes trying to push out the pain and the scene of blood that was around them. Taking in a deep breath he could smell her lavender perfume.There was nothing else he could do...

Freya yelped as the villain flung her, slamming her against a wall. She landed in the debris, gritting her teeth as the rubble left cuts on her arms and legs. When the room stopped lurching around her, she stared in horror. Unmoving forms of guards lay sprawled across the floor, and in the middle knelt Renard, shaking as if in the grip of a panic attack.

"Renard...?" Crawling out of the rubble, she moved towards him.

Renards eyes opened, despite the pain of the blood seeping into them, and the blood mixing with his tears. He heard Freya yelp once again, and heard a thud of her being thrown to the ground. He didn't realize she said his name. He only saw the villian walking towards them. But he didn't see the girl, but a large dark figure with claws drippiing with fresh blood...his mothers murderer. A sharp shock of terror flooded over him.

“Continue to be brave...my....

The terror washed away with anger as he roared a wordless yell, pushing the pain away as he literally bolted from his kneeling position towards the figure. He surprised her enough to land his first blow, a hard right punch to the face, knocking her back a bit. He didn't give her time to breath as he followed up with more punches, ducking and weaving as she tried to counter with her own attacks. His eyes wild with each strike. Till he had enough and ducked a counter swing one last time allowed his charge to be focused in a powerful kick, sending a large amount of volts down his leg and as he swung it up and planted his foot into her chest, the force of the kick and the 'kick' of the shock he gave her sent her flying backwards and into the same wall Enterpise blew open at the beginning of the fight.

He started to breath heavily now as he stood there, the same wild look in his eyes as he started to limp over to her. That one shock took most of the charge out of him. He grunted and gripped his leg, falling forward onto his knees and let out a yell of pain. He didn't' move from where he fell, but he glared over to where the villain was. Still covered in the blood he fell in, as well as his own, pieces of glass still in his face and arms.

Dazed from the physical and emotional blows - they'd been too late, people had died here - Freya steadied herself. Seeing Renard fight back, the first thing she felt was relief. Then, she noticed that manic look in his eyes as he unleashed punch after punch, before blasting the villain out of the hallway with a supercharged kick.

Without a second thought, she rushed after him, crouching beside him as he fell to the ground. "Renard, are you alright?" Her voice shook. Of course he wasn't, but she had to try to help somehow. Holding out a hand, she looked him in the eyes to get his attention. Then, slowly, she gave his shoulder a comforting touch.

A shock surged up her arm, knocking her away from him. Convulsing on the ground, she tried to stand up, only to fall back down as pain seared through her body. All she could do was stare at Renard, her face a rictus of agony and bewilderment. She hadn't expected him to be this far gone..

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Renard continued fighting off birds when he heard one of the villians taunting him by calling him a murderer. He looks over to see the woman with the tail looking at him but she was making no move towards him. He was torn away from hearing sofia yelling Eiras name looking over just in time to see her shoving the taller girl out of the way. And being sliced by a sword on a chain through her leg.

He stated making his way back, his was to dive and grab the chain, shocking the villain on the other end. Just as he was about to though he noticed movement in the corner of his eye. Seeing the woman with the tail raising the fire extinguisher in her hand to throw it towards eira and Sofie.

Watch out! he yelled as he stepped in the way and swung his chair. As the fire extinguisher hit, it caused the chair to explode at the impact. It didn’t stop the hurling container. But it certainly deferred it enough so it wouldn’t hit sofia or Eira.

Dropping the remaining pieces of the chair to the ground he offered his hand to both of them. “come on let’s get you guys out of here! I’ll try to keep their attention on me.

He looked to see Freya nearby. “Freya! Gabby made an exit and I need your help! Getting everyone out!