𝙸𝚕𝚒𝚊 𝚅𝚘𝚗'𝙷𝚎𝚒𝚖

______________❦︎________________ "ᴅᴏɴᴛ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴇꜱᴛɪᴍᴀᴛᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ɪ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ." ° 𝑇𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝐴𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 2-𝐵 ° ° 𝑄𝑢𝑖𝑟𝑘: 𝐴𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑎𝑡ℎ ° ° 𝐴𝑛𝑑𝑟𝑜𝑖𝑑 𝑂𝑓 𝑌𝑢𝑢𝑒𝑖 𝐻𝑖𝑔ℎ °

--behind her. Her eyes scanning the geography around her finding the best path to the man. "You put my companions in harm's way you son of a bitch." Ilia muttered under her breath angrily. She was not happy about being controlled against her will.

--more urgent matter at hand. Her hand point towards the trees behind the group. "I'd give it ten minutes before he notices! Keep an eye on me!" Without awaiting confirmation from the teacher, Ilia leaped from the ground into the trees, hoping the pair would follow suit--

--voice back to normal while she pleaded. "Naro-sensei! I've found the location of the intruder! We have to go before he realizes he's not in control of me anymore. It seems he was using me as a distraction!" Despite the guilt she was currently feeling, there was a--

--yellow iris of her eye appearing in the center of her eye once more, followed by a robotic female computer's voice. SYSTEM RESET. Swinging her arm at the trees behind her, Ilia released the built up energy from being hit by Naro into the nearest tree. Ilia's concerned--

Forcibly being knocked through two walls and crashing outside once more was certainly unexpected for the rogue assistant. However, Ilia leaped back to her feet, in a super hero landing. Though before any further action could be taken, Ilia's fists clenched tightly, with the--

--frightening speed and with full force towards the skull of the student.

--of the concrete beneath her feet, she'd appear above the male student in a blur, her foot raised above her head. A recording of the Rabbit Hero's voice being played like a recording through Ilia's mouth. "LUNA FALL!!!!" With that, her foot would come crashing downwards at a--

--yellow once more. Her fingers slowly curling into a fist again. [Analyzing hero rosters. Moveset downloaded.] With another flash of red in Ilia's eyes, she transferred all the yellow from her body towards her legs, like a liquid flowing down. Then with a sudden crack--

--from the student. Forced to take a few steps back, Ilia planted her right foot into the ground roughly to prevent her from being pushed back further. With the final blow from Makeru, hitting with 8x the force of a normal punch, Ilia's form would start glowing a brilliant--

As Ilia drew close to Makeru, the split second the teacher was able to pull the student back enough to not get clobbered, Ilia was kicked back by the kid's foot. Her body flickering a faint yellow as the impact was absorbed. Though this was followed by an onslaught of poking--

--small tube was fired out towards the teacher like a bullet, but before it got too close, exploded in a blinding flash to prevent him from interfering again.

--offensive stance. And with a sudden flurry of blows coming from Ilia, each with an intent to harm Makeru, all directed at vital spots of the body. While her attention was directed at Makeru however, on her shoulder and small slot opened and pointed at Naro on the roof. A--

--at Naro. The yellow in her body slowly fading to the gray color once more. Her eyes still remaining hollow, a black void showing she's a puppet. Though this wouldn't be a chance to recover as she immediately lunged towards Makeru once again, her fists raised in an--

--ground, breaking her free from the bench, and with a loud THUD of the bench bouncing on the ground, her fingers slowly curled around the arm of the bench, and with the last remaining bit of the absorbed energy, swung her arm and released bench towards the roof of the building--

--to the ground, the bench pressing against her back tightly, preventing her from moving. Though with her quirk taking effect, the crevasses in her body began to illuminate a brilliant yellow color. With near no effort at all, Ilia released the force from her fists on the--

--spectator, tried searching for where the signal was coming from, just what was taking control of her? Nobody should have her codes, this shouldn't be possible. Unless . . . someone knew everything about F.I.L.L.S's programming. Back to the fight, Ilia's body was pinned--

With a shocking display of timing from Naro, just as the android's fist was a merely fraction of a centimeter from the student's chin, her motion was interrupted by a heavy metal object slamming into her and pinning her to the now cracked ground. Ilia, watching her body as a--

--could do was watch. An empty voice calling for help.

--she was watching everything, like a prisoner in her own self. Her hand slowly curled into a fist, Ilia's yellow eyes fading to a black emptiness, and with a quick swing of the back of her hand, she aimed to dislodge Makeru's jaw. Ilia was left alone in her thoughts, all she--