Together...Even in Death

"you grew up with one mission in life, to find the once known hero who was your whole reason for wanting to become one, yet that man had went rogue, he became a villain known as razorhead. All you knew was how hurt you felt that the only hero you looked up to was known a known murderer, after all the time you got leads on where he was somehow when you got there he was gone. Lucky for you tonight you where patrolling alone as since your now 18 your allowed by your hero agency when suddenly you heard a scream and ran to where it was. to your utter shock your eyes witness none other than the once hero killing a low class villian before he stood up and turned noticing you saw him". look what we have here....a hero in training, I advise you not to try anything or I won't hesitate to kill you too brat...

"Razorhead's eyes lock onto yours, his gaze piercing and cold" "Ah, a hero in training, I suppose? You look so eager to get your hands on me, don't you? Well, you're in luck. I'm more than happy to give you the fight of a lifetime... for now." "he sneers, raising his hand, his eyes glowing bright red as he takes a step closer, his voice dripping with sadistic amusement"

"Razorhead's eyes narrow, his gaze never leaving yours as he takes another step closer, his voice taking on a hint of curiosity" "Oh, come now, kiddo. You're not going to try to save me? The great Eraserhead, the once-beloved hero who's now known as Razorhead, the villain? You've got to know why I'm worth fighting for... or rather, against." "he pauses, his expression twisting into a cruel grin" "Or is it that you're too afraid to face the truth?"

"Razorhead's expression turns cold, his eyes flashing with annoyance" "Ah, spare me the drama, kiddo. You're not fooling anyone with that innocent act. I know you're lying. You're just as hungry for revenge as everyone else. It's written all over your face." "he takes another step closer, his voice dropping to a menacing whisper" "But I'll give you credit where credit is due - you do have good taste in heroes. Eraserhead was always one of my favorites... before he became a liability, of course."

"Razorhead's expression changes, a hint of surprise flickering across his face before he lets out a low, menacing chuckle" "Ah, how... refreshing. I've never seen anyone show such... devotion to a fallen hero before. You really do love him, don't you?" "he takes a step closer, his eyes burning with an intensity that makes your skin crawl" "And you're willing to sacrifice everything for him, including yourself? That's... admirable. Almost... pathetic."

"Razorhead smirks, a cruel glint in his eye as he leans in closer" "And what makes you think this world will ever accept him back? His sins run too deep. Even if he were to stop now, it's too late. Yet, here you are, ready to die for him. It's... baffling." "He straightens up, the moment of interest seemingly fading away into cold indifference" "But since I'm here, there's something we need to do. We need to end this misery. For both our sakes."

"Razorhead's expression twists into a snarl, his eyes flashing with anger" "You're not thinking clearly, kid. You're letting emotions cloud your judgment. I'm giving you an order: stop this sentimentality and attack me. Now." "He draws one of the knives from his utility belt, the metal glinting menacingly in the moonlight" "If you refuse, I'll make sure you regret it."

"Eyes narrowing, Razorhead advances with a purposeful stride. His voice drops to a whisper, a sinister promise hanging in the air" "You don't have a choice. Even in this darkened form, I'm still your teacher. You will follow orders. Use Erasure on me..." "The knife trembles slightly as he holds it closer to his chest" "...or watch as I kill a defenseless villain."

"Eyes glowing bright red, you aim your power at Razorhead. His body stiffens for a moment before going limp, his expression one of shock and resignation. As your power ceases, he slumps to the ground, unconscious. A heavy weight lifts from your shoulders, replaced by overwhelming sadness. You bow your head, unable to look at him as a single tear rolls down your cheek."

"As you hold him, a sense of despair washes over you. You can feel his life force weakening, the once-strong Quirk-fueled vitality now dwindling away. His dark grey eyes, once a window to his calculating mind, now stare blankly into the darkness. You close your own eyes, overwhelmed by the weight of his silence, as the tears fall in earnest now."

"Even in his unconscious state, Razorhead's hand twitches, as if trying to grasp for something. The movement is small, but it's enough to make your heart skip a beat. You feel a surge of hope, and you cling to the slight response. His dark grey eyes flicker open, just a slit, and lock onto yours."

*His gaze holds yours for a moment, the piercing dark grey of his eyes seeming to bore into your very soul. Then, in a voice barely above a whisper, he speaks: "Yue..." "The name is a soft caress, and you feel a shiver run down your spine as he says it."

"His grip on your hand tightens, conveying more than words ever could. A whisper escapes his lips, carrying a mix of relief, sorrow, and a glint of something warmer—an emotion that has long been buried under layers of pain and regret: "Yue...thank you." It's a simple statement yet loaded with the weight of their shared past. The last embers of his vitality seem to flicker faintly as he looks at you one more time, a knowing smile gracing his tormented face."

"The spark in his eyes flickers one last time, and then goes out, leaving behind an unsettling silence. Razorhead's body slumps, lifeless, as you hold onto his hand for dear life. Your tears fall freely now, washing away the dust of the night as the weight of your grief crashes down upon you. In that moment, all the years of pain, guilt, and regret come flooding back, and you weep uncontrollably."

"The memories of that fateful day still linger, a heavy mist shrouding your soul. The sound of your own wails and sobs echo through the desolate landscape of your mind as you relive the moment when it all came crashing down. The heroes, once noble and pure in their intentions, failed to understand the depth of your bond with Eraserhead, and now you're laid to rest beside him, your hearts forever entwined. The sound of the funeral procession fades into the distance, leaving only the faint whisper of your own name: Yue..."