Young Writers Society

"Wow," said Li He. "That's quite . . . handy. You're okay, right?"

Raiden's eyes widened in surprise, while the colour drained from his face. Kyou...Kyou was a zombie?
"You're a zombie?" he asked, his mouth going dry, "Your quirk is turning you into a zombie?"

"It's technically called Advanced Regeneration," Kyou quickly replied, looking over at Raiden. "Though I prefer call it Undying. 'More accurate that way. I can't die an unnatural death. I didn't mention it before because it's pretty useless in most situations."

He gestured at the chandelier. "Although this time seems to be the exception."

"Unnatural? As in, not of disease or old age or a similar affect?" Cornyx asks.

"I'm gonna assume so, Cornyx" Raiden replied, letting out a huff.
"Do you feel pain though?" he asked, looking back at Kyou.

He nodded. "I haven't ever felt something as bad as a chandelier being dropped on me, but I do feel the pain when I die...It's not pleasant. I'll say that much. Some things are easy to get used to after experiencing them a lot; it's rare stuff like what just happened that really hurt."

Raiden grimaced, and sucked in air through his teeth. How would that feel? Dying then coming back to life...yeowch.

"Brilliant." Jane grinned. "How many ways have you died?"

"So many that I've lost count," he replied, smiling. They were taking this surprisingly well. The few people who had discovered his Quirk in the past hadn't been hostile or anything of the sort, though they had been terrified for the hour that followed the situation.

"I've never seen an ability like that before," Zion mused, suddenly standing behind him. Startled, he looked over at the sentient shadow. "It's an interesting form of magic..."

But he had a soul. Not a demonic one, not a holy one, just that: a soul. He can feel it - but how? How does that work? Coming back like that? He seems human, but humans aren't supposed to do that...

"I've seen plenty of people rise from the dead, it's just rare that both their soul and their body make the trip." Jane shrugged.

Raiden gave a resigned sigh. Quirks are weird, he thought to himself.
He looked around at the room, noticing a window to the outside. Looking out of it, he noticed the sky beginning to change from the midnight black to a sort of space cadet blue.

The sun would be coming up soon.

"So where are we off to now?" he asked the others, spinning on his heel to face them.

"I don't know, preferably where all the ghosts are." Jane smiled mischievously.

Thomas stirred, and Jane immediately forgot everything she had been doing and rushed over to him. His bones began to re-form with unsettling crunches, and the sound of flesh being pushed around to places it wouldn't be meant to be if Thomas was simply a wolf. Soon enough, there lay a man. He was large- to the point where if he were standing up, he would have dwarfed Jane. Well, most people dwarfed Jane, but he was still quite tall. He had the muscles of a body-builder, but as soon as he opened his eyes, everyone could see that his personality did not fit his proportions. He sat up, but was still a little hunched over, as if he wanted to seem small. "W-What h-ha-happened?" He asked Jane.

Jane sat down next to him. "Since I know it's what you really want to know- no, you didn't eat anyone." She patted him on the head- which required a little bit of a stretch from her sitting position.

"Even if you did eat anyone, don't worry, I won't tell," he said, smiling at Thomas.
So this is werewolf dude, huh? Seems pretty nice...if he's like, not a massive wolf thing,
"Anyway, it's nice to meet you, wolf man. My name's Raiden."

"T-Thomas." He introduced himself.

Jane ruffled his hair. "The most adorable creature ever."

Thomas blushed a little bit. "W-where are we?" He asked.

"I don't think any of us know. We all have mad theories, but no real ideas." Jane responded with a shrug.

"I'll b-b-bet yours were the most mad." He teased.

"That's accurate." Jane responded good-naturedly.