Dimensional Clash!! 6.2
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The moment Izuku and Usagi arrived, they were taken to the King and Queen.
Miyamoto was having a council meeting when he was alerted to his ancestor's and daughter's return. The next joint investigation between the Butterflies, Rabbits, and Earth was still months away thanks to the rebuilding and the shore up of troops.
That said, Miyamoto immediately shifted to a more formal stance as he saw the grave look on Izuku.
"Welcome back, the both of you. What has happened?"
"The Black Hand found their way to earth." Izuku said. "They used an artifact and sent three heroes from Earth to somewhere in this part of the universe." He made a face. He hoped that was the case.
They could be anywhere. There are dimensions that nothing but elementals and so many radically different could live on. If they were dropped there then…
He shook his head. None of that. They're still out there.
Miyamoto rubbed his chin. "That shouldn't be possible. Or at least so soon. The…mechanics of connecting the dimensions and yours was already a challenge for Hekapoo, if your scissors are any indication. It would take years for them to reach you."
Of course, that was guesswork on their part.
None were magic users and dimensional travel was just…so far out of their expertise. It didn't even warrant much more discussion on how it worked. They wouldn't know how to do that. But maybe…
"I'll need to speak to Hekapoo."
"Isn't she still busted up?" Usagi asked.
"I'll only try a few questions and then leave. What matters now is finding the others."
Miyamoto nodded. "In that case, I'll summon Elder Daffy. Let us meet in the courtyard in less than an hour."
----RGS----
A Stormy Dimension…
Hopper stomped and paced around. This was the weirdest news this dumb group could have ever encountered. So much so, they were starting to panic.
"Evil Rabbit Goddess! Evil Rabbit Goddess! She'll devour us!"
"This has to be the work of the Green Scar!"
"Maybe she's his wife! Come to enact clear retribution for our efforts to destroy him!"
"I didn't do it! It was Chip and Dagger! They tried to bum rush him!"
The small rabbit could barely stop from grinding his teeth at the inane rabble going on. He thought this was the dangerous upcoming power that was going to upend Mewni. Now they were just idiots.
That Shigaraki guy couldn't have been that intimidating. How the heck did he get these guys to work together?!
"SILENCE!"
The roar cut off any more words. The lizard who came bearing the bad news was on the podium now, flanked by the other upper members of the Black Hand. Igom of the Questing Reach.
"Is this what the Lord Black Hand left behind when the Green Scar came? Crying babies?! No! He left behind those with teeth to grind! With fangs to rip and tear at their enemies! We of the Black Hand are his will to destroy the foundations of all who stand against us!"
Igom's words were doing the work. The mewling of the weak and helpless were being replaced with encouraging sounds. Human and Monster and other beasts alike were finding their courage again.
"It doesn't matter how many fingers the hated Green Scar breaks. We are numerous! Like the hands that held onto our Lord when he first appeared, we shall guard him till he heals. The Green Scar cannot hope to hold against all of us! We will lead him right into our Lord's grasp! And see the light go out of his eyes as the Death Touch reduces him to ash!"
He raised a hand to the air.
"For Black Hand!"
Those three words echoed in the chamber. Cheers and battle cries soon drowned out everything else.
Geez, do these guys need care and cheers everytime everything goes bad? Hopper thought.
Granted, seeing their leader get beaten right above them by his hated enemy and disappearing was pretty bad as things go. But that just means someone else would have to step up and take his place. The Rabbit Kingdom had Kings and Queens come and go so nothing about this was news to him.
For them to be this brittle without Shigaraki…
Maybe he does have something that makes them strong.
The gathering disbanded after that. Well more likely, they started more mini gatherings. Some mewmans. A few septarians. One from the Underworld.
Hopper however, only moved along to meet up with the Head Lizard. The guy was with other higher ups that Hopper didn't care about.
"Hey Lizard." He called.
The Septarian didn't even look back. "I am Igom of the Questing Reach, Rabbit. You will address me by name and rank."
"Tch. Fine oh Lord Igom." He made sure to mock the name. "I wanna hear more about this rabbit woman."
"What else could you want to know? She is not the same as other Rabbits, even if she shares a few things between you. Plus she came here via the relic I gave my daughter."
"Well if you know that, then why don't you use another one? Send some of us to where the lady came from?"
Igom laughed. His entourage joined in this.
"And you believe you are strong enough to contend with those who took down a newly formed sect?"
"It can't have been that hard. You got away."
The Septarian growled at this. "Watch yourself whelp. A turncoat such as you has a lot of shaping up to do before any of us lend you anything."
Now Hopper was feeling cocky. "Well if the Green Scar was any example, then I won't wait long. We Rabbits get things done."
The blue and yellow rabbit jumped away. He was so sure of himself that he was already thinking of his next move. Any day now, this group would go in for another attack and he'd be right in the front.
He'd be leading it. And no doubt, leading it to victory.
So caught up in himself, Hopper didn't even look back to see the amusement in Igom's face. One shared by his compatriots.
"And are all too quickly led to maw of the beast…"
---RGS---
In a different dimension…
Izuku stood outside the hut of Hekapoo. It was just as he remembered back then. Almost like the old castles of a high class mage that you would always come back too. Just like in the video games.
Though instead of being wise and old, Hekapoo was like an older woman who knew enough to tease you with it. Or maybe an older sister?
Either way, it didn't lessen the awkwardness of being here.
"If you want Super Grandpa, I could speak to her." Usagi offered.
"No. No…that's not necessary." He sighed. "Now isn't the time to get butterflies in your stomach."
"Huh. Weird words considering…well everything."
"That's just how life is." He knocked on the door. "Nothing but weirdness and hindsight."
"Yeah!?" A voice came from behind the door.
"Hekapoo. It's me." He replied back. "Can we come in? There's something we need help with."
There was silence for a few moments. Izuku wondered if she even wanted to see them. If not, the search was going to be a much slower affair.
The door opened and on the other side was Hekapoo.
She hid behind the door. "C-come on in."
Izuku blinked. That was far meeker than he was expecting. Oh. This is a clone.
The two heroes stepped in the home. Three sets of floors with machinery to mine the molten pool in the center of the home. Huge vats of the minerals were being moved around on a conveyor belt in order to be melted and molded to make scissors and other items that fit the former Magic High Commissioner's fancy.
The home itself was surrounded by clones. All of them laser focused on Usagi and Izuku.
"Okay, I'm a little weirded out."
Izuku hummed. It honestly reminded him of those tag matches. He only managed a five to seven win/lose record. Hekapoo could be real stealthy when she wanted.
They moved past the blacksmith like workings and to where the main Hekapoo should be. There were at least four more clones standing at the door to her bedroom. Those clones had spears and looked ready for action.
"You goin' in?" One of them asked.
"If she'll have us." Izuku replied.
"Alright. Just know we're watching and don't mention the horn."
With that warning, the bedroom door opened.
Inside Hekapoo was in pajamas and lying on her bed. Her Hair was a mess and a few bandages still remained on her face. As stated, one of her horns was still broken. She wasn't idle while being bed ridden however.
In her hands were a new pair of dimensional scissors. It was cooling down after the heating process and she was checking the shears for any imperfections or oddities. At the very least, she didn't have a bandage over her eye anymore.
"Sup?" She said, glancing at Izuku for a moment.
"Are you doing well?" He asked.
"Could be better but whatevs. You need something?"
"The Black Hand are on the move." He then explained what he knew of the incident.
"Jeez. They really took advantage of the time sliding." She put the scissors down and tried to get out of the bed. "Yeah, yeah. You're here in case they're using the scissors to get around. If even one of them is dumb enough, I can find their portal."
"Wait, you don't need to get out of bed if you're still in pain."
"Come off it, Izuku. Besides, I've been sitting all day. If I don't move around, I'll go nuts." She was a little unsteady but she managed it.
----RGS-----
In the snowy dimension…
"Okay. I think I got everything down." Ojiro said. "We're in a different dimension where Shigaraki apparently has a cult and Midoriya was a King. Oh and magic is how we got here."
"So it seems." Gunhead nodded.
"And I interrogated the chumps outside." Miruko added, from her seat. "They're Black Hands and have been around for a couple of decades. Looks like Shiharaki usurped the old leadership and took it for himself. Never thought that guy would have it in him to become a cult leader."
"Isn't he technically the leader of the League thanks to All for One being in jail?"
"Technically, being given a role is different than just making it yours." She jumped to her feet. "Anyway, we should head out after that guy."
"Staying and making a formidable defense may be for the best." Gunhead was quick to point out.
"Depends on how many cult members are in that group. I'll take 'em all but I prefer breaking into their stronghold than waiting for them to get their act together to attack."
Either one was the simple and easiest idea. Neither hero wanted to go traversing the cold landscape in search of a village. For all they knew, there wasn't anything out there. Or they were in so remote a region that the next town would involve crossing a mountain and going across the sea. Once you figure in the junior Hero traveling with them, the travel by foot option became more unlikely.
So that left…
They all looked at the mirror.
"Well, I don't mind taking a leap today." Miruko said. She stood in front of the mirror…and just stood there. "How does this work?"
-----RGS---
In a more tropical dimension…
"Understood Lord Igom. We of the Black Hand of Mo Sunny Sun, will join you for the next incursion."
The black clad member of the cult reported thanks to their mirror. It was a wonder how this particular branch could stand their climate and not get bogged down in the heat. The popular theory was that Occlum had mastered a special ice concoction that kept them all the right shade of chill.
"Good. We'll reconvene in the Tundra and take it back. I-I mean, we, cannot afford to have the Lord learn we lost one our outposts. We shall strike within the hour."
"Understood." The underling nodded.
The connection was cut off after that. The underling jumped in place and started pumping their arms in excitement. Finally, a chance to strut their stuff and give a great showing to the Lord. By the time he got back, the Mo Sunny Sun group would have risen in the ranks and become one of the actual Upper Hands.
"So all we need to do is capture three humans? That'll be a piece of cake! They must have caught Master Igom when he was on the toilet or something. Well too bad for them, this group is always on alert! Nothing can stop us!"
BOOM!
"Huh?"
Screams soon came next.
Battle cries and terror began drowning out the few who tried to issue orders to fight back. And if the underling heard right, he was sure he heard the word 'Rabbit' being thrown around.
"The Green Scar?!" He ran to the window to catch a glimpse.
He saw two powerful beings laying waste to their compound. A tall man with weird arms was knocking down their grunts three at a time. And when one of the hands managed to get past those odd blasts, the menace became a full on bare fist warrior of war. He kept to a more defensive posture, hitting the hands from afar and making himself a tempting target they had to make fall.
It was a diversion.
"The prisoners are escaping!" Another black hand yelled as she fled the prison building. The dregs that the black hand kept there would have been used as bargaining chips against the current monarchs of this dimension.
"Wait! Wait! I didn't mean for you guys to join the fight!"
The underling saw a blond tailman trying to shepherd the escaping hostages away from the fighting but to no avail. They were going to help set themselves free come heck or high water.
This was a disaster.
But what really caught his attention was the woman.
The Rabbit Woman.
She was taking on their biggest and strongest guards and while he got one or two good hits, she was relentless. If a punch didn't work, she had her feet. If his tooth was hard to break on the first hit, she came back with five more.
Paja, the Blue Ogre, tried to fell her before he passed out. He was gonna body slam her and use his weight to keep her pinned for the others to take her out. It would have been a wonderful move for their side.
Slam!
"...Huh. He missed." The rabbit woman commented when the blue monster fell next to her.
"Crap." The underling muttered.
The woman's rabbit ears twitched. She immediately zeroed in on the underling, still in his hut.
She smiled.
"Ahhhhhh!" The underling screamed.
In no time at all, the Black Hand of Mo Sunny Sun would be demolished.
Miyamoto was having a council meeting when he was alerted to his ancestor's and daughter's return. The next joint investigation between the Butterflies, Rabbits, and Earth was still months away thanks to the rebuilding and the shore up of troops.
That said, Miyamoto immediately shifted to a more formal stance as he saw the grave look on Izuku.
"Welcome back, the both of you. What has happened?"
"The Black Hand found their way to earth." Izuku said. "They used an artifact and sent three heroes from Earth to somewhere in this part of the universe." He made a face. He hoped that was the case.
They could be anywhere. There are dimensions that nothing but elementals and so many radically different could live on. If they were dropped there then…
He shook his head. None of that. They're still out there.
Miyamoto rubbed his chin. "That shouldn't be possible. Or at least so soon. The…mechanics of connecting the dimensions and yours was already a challenge for Hekapoo, if your scissors are any indication. It would take years for them to reach you."
Of course, that was guesswork on their part.
None were magic users and dimensional travel was just…so far out of their expertise. It didn't even warrant much more discussion on how it worked. They wouldn't know how to do that. But maybe…
"I'll need to speak to Hekapoo."
"Isn't she still busted up?" Usagi asked.
"I'll only try a few questions and then leave. What matters now is finding the others."
Miyamoto nodded. "In that case, I'll summon Elder Daffy. Let us meet in the courtyard in less than an hour."
----RGS----
A Stormy Dimension…
Hopper stomped and paced around. This was the weirdest news this dumb group could have ever encountered. So much so, they were starting to panic.
"Evil Rabbit Goddess! Evil Rabbit Goddess! She'll devour us!"
"This has to be the work of the Green Scar!"
"Maybe she's his wife! Come to enact clear retribution for our efforts to destroy him!"
"I didn't do it! It was Chip and Dagger! They tried to bum rush him!"
The small rabbit could barely stop from grinding his teeth at the inane rabble going on. He thought this was the dangerous upcoming power that was going to upend Mewni. Now they were just idiots.
That Shigaraki guy couldn't have been that intimidating. How the heck did he get these guys to work together?!
"SILENCE!"
The roar cut off any more words. The lizard who came bearing the bad news was on the podium now, flanked by the other upper members of the Black Hand. Igom of the Questing Reach.
"Is this what the Lord Black Hand left behind when the Green Scar came? Crying babies?! No! He left behind those with teeth to grind! With fangs to rip and tear at their enemies! We of the Black Hand are his will to destroy the foundations of all who stand against us!"
Igom's words were doing the work. The mewling of the weak and helpless were being replaced with encouraging sounds. Human and Monster and other beasts alike were finding their courage again.
"It doesn't matter how many fingers the hated Green Scar breaks. We are numerous! Like the hands that held onto our Lord when he first appeared, we shall guard him till he heals. The Green Scar cannot hope to hold against all of us! We will lead him right into our Lord's grasp! And see the light go out of his eyes as the Death Touch reduces him to ash!"
He raised a hand to the air.
"For Black Hand!"
Those three words echoed in the chamber. Cheers and battle cries soon drowned out everything else.
Geez, do these guys need care and cheers everytime everything goes bad? Hopper thought.
Granted, seeing their leader get beaten right above them by his hated enemy and disappearing was pretty bad as things go. But that just means someone else would have to step up and take his place. The Rabbit Kingdom had Kings and Queens come and go so nothing about this was news to him.
For them to be this brittle without Shigaraki…
Maybe he does have something that makes them strong.
The gathering disbanded after that. Well more likely, they started more mini gatherings. Some mewmans. A few septarians. One from the Underworld.
Hopper however, only moved along to meet up with the Head Lizard. The guy was with other higher ups that Hopper didn't care about.
"Hey Lizard." He called.
The Septarian didn't even look back. "I am Igom of the Questing Reach, Rabbit. You will address me by name and rank."
"Tch. Fine oh Lord Igom." He made sure to mock the name. "I wanna hear more about this rabbit woman."
"What else could you want to know? She is not the same as other Rabbits, even if she shares a few things between you. Plus she came here via the relic I gave my daughter."
"Well if you know that, then why don't you use another one? Send some of us to where the lady came from?"
Igom laughed. His entourage joined in this.
"And you believe you are strong enough to contend with those who took down a newly formed sect?"
"It can't have been that hard. You got away."
The Septarian growled at this. "Watch yourself whelp. A turncoat such as you has a lot of shaping up to do before any of us lend you anything."
Now Hopper was feeling cocky. "Well if the Green Scar was any example, then I won't wait long. We Rabbits get things done."
The blue and yellow rabbit jumped away. He was so sure of himself that he was already thinking of his next move. Any day now, this group would go in for another attack and he'd be right in the front.
He'd be leading it. And no doubt, leading it to victory.
So caught up in himself, Hopper didn't even look back to see the amusement in Igom's face. One shared by his compatriots.
"And are all too quickly led to maw of the beast…"
---RGS---
In a different dimension…
Izuku stood outside the hut of Hekapoo. It was just as he remembered back then. Almost like the old castles of a high class mage that you would always come back too. Just like in the video games.
Though instead of being wise and old, Hekapoo was like an older woman who knew enough to tease you with it. Or maybe an older sister?
Either way, it didn't lessen the awkwardness of being here.
"If you want Super Grandpa, I could speak to her." Usagi offered.
"No. No…that's not necessary." He sighed. "Now isn't the time to get butterflies in your stomach."
"Huh. Weird words considering…well everything."
"That's just how life is." He knocked on the door. "Nothing but weirdness and hindsight."
"Yeah!?" A voice came from behind the door.
"Hekapoo. It's me." He replied back. "Can we come in? There's something we need help with."
There was silence for a few moments. Izuku wondered if she even wanted to see them. If not, the search was going to be a much slower affair.
The door opened and on the other side was Hekapoo.
She hid behind the door. "C-come on in."
Izuku blinked. That was far meeker than he was expecting. Oh. This is a clone.
The two heroes stepped in the home. Three sets of floors with machinery to mine the molten pool in the center of the home. Huge vats of the minerals were being moved around on a conveyor belt in order to be melted and molded to make scissors and other items that fit the former Magic High Commissioner's fancy.
The home itself was surrounded by clones. All of them laser focused on Usagi and Izuku.
"Okay, I'm a little weirded out."
Izuku hummed. It honestly reminded him of those tag matches. He only managed a five to seven win/lose record. Hekapoo could be real stealthy when she wanted.
They moved past the blacksmith like workings and to where the main Hekapoo should be. There were at least four more clones standing at the door to her bedroom. Those clones had spears and looked ready for action.
"You goin' in?" One of them asked.
"If she'll have us." Izuku replied.
"Alright. Just know we're watching and don't mention the horn."
With that warning, the bedroom door opened.
Inside Hekapoo was in pajamas and lying on her bed. Her Hair was a mess and a few bandages still remained on her face. As stated, one of her horns was still broken. She wasn't idle while being bed ridden however.
In her hands were a new pair of dimensional scissors. It was cooling down after the heating process and she was checking the shears for any imperfections or oddities. At the very least, she didn't have a bandage over her eye anymore.
"Sup?" She said, glancing at Izuku for a moment.
"Are you doing well?" He asked.
"Could be better but whatevs. You need something?"
"The Black Hand are on the move." He then explained what he knew of the incident.
"Jeez. They really took advantage of the time sliding." She put the scissors down and tried to get out of the bed. "Yeah, yeah. You're here in case they're using the scissors to get around. If even one of them is dumb enough, I can find their portal."
"Wait, you don't need to get out of bed if you're still in pain."
"Come off it, Izuku. Besides, I've been sitting all day. If I don't move around, I'll go nuts." She was a little unsteady but she managed it.
----RGS-----
In the snowy dimension…
"Okay. I think I got everything down." Ojiro said. "We're in a different dimension where Shigaraki apparently has a cult and Midoriya was a King. Oh and magic is how we got here."
"So it seems." Gunhead nodded.
"And I interrogated the chumps outside." Miruko added, from her seat. "They're Black Hands and have been around for a couple of decades. Looks like Shiharaki usurped the old leadership and took it for himself. Never thought that guy would have it in him to become a cult leader."
"Isn't he technically the leader of the League thanks to All for One being in jail?"
"Technically, being given a role is different than just making it yours." She jumped to her feet. "Anyway, we should head out after that guy."
"Staying and making a formidable defense may be for the best." Gunhead was quick to point out.
"Depends on how many cult members are in that group. I'll take 'em all but I prefer breaking into their stronghold than waiting for them to get their act together to attack."
Either one was the simple and easiest idea. Neither hero wanted to go traversing the cold landscape in search of a village. For all they knew, there wasn't anything out there. Or they were in so remote a region that the next town would involve crossing a mountain and going across the sea. Once you figure in the junior Hero traveling with them, the travel by foot option became more unlikely.
So that left…
They all looked at the mirror.
"Well, I don't mind taking a leap today." Miruko said. She stood in front of the mirror…and just stood there. "How does this work?"
-----RGS---
In a more tropical dimension…
"Understood Lord Igom. We of the Black Hand of Mo Sunny Sun, will join you for the next incursion."
The black clad member of the cult reported thanks to their mirror. It was a wonder how this particular branch could stand their climate and not get bogged down in the heat. The popular theory was that Occlum had mastered a special ice concoction that kept them all the right shade of chill.
"Good. We'll reconvene in the Tundra and take it back. I-I mean, we, cannot afford to have the Lord learn we lost one our outposts. We shall strike within the hour."
"Understood." The underling nodded.
The connection was cut off after that. The underling jumped in place and started pumping their arms in excitement. Finally, a chance to strut their stuff and give a great showing to the Lord. By the time he got back, the Mo Sunny Sun group would have risen in the ranks and become one of the actual Upper Hands.
"So all we need to do is capture three humans? That'll be a piece of cake! They must have caught Master Igom when he was on the toilet or something. Well too bad for them, this group is always on alert! Nothing can stop us!"
BOOM!
"Huh?"
Screams soon came next.
Battle cries and terror began drowning out the few who tried to issue orders to fight back. And if the underling heard right, he was sure he heard the word 'Rabbit' being thrown around.
"The Green Scar?!" He ran to the window to catch a glimpse.
He saw two powerful beings laying waste to their compound. A tall man with weird arms was knocking down their grunts three at a time. And when one of the hands managed to get past those odd blasts, the menace became a full on bare fist warrior of war. He kept to a more defensive posture, hitting the hands from afar and making himself a tempting target they had to make fall.
It was a diversion.
"The prisoners are escaping!" Another black hand yelled as she fled the prison building. The dregs that the black hand kept there would have been used as bargaining chips against the current monarchs of this dimension.
"Wait! Wait! I didn't mean for you guys to join the fight!"
The underling saw a blond tailman trying to shepherd the escaping hostages away from the fighting but to no avail. They were going to help set themselves free come heck or high water.
This was a disaster.
But what really caught his attention was the woman.
The Rabbit Woman.
She was taking on their biggest and strongest guards and while he got one or two good hits, she was relentless. If a punch didn't work, she had her feet. If his tooth was hard to break on the first hit, she came back with five more.
Paja, the Blue Ogre, tried to fell her before he passed out. He was gonna body slam her and use his weight to keep her pinned for the others to take her out. It would have been a wonderful move for their side.
Slam!
"...Huh. He missed." The rabbit woman commented when the blue monster fell next to her.
"Crap." The underling muttered.
The woman's rabbit ears twitched. She immediately zeroed in on the underling, still in his hut.
She smiled.
"Ahhhhhh!" The underling screamed.
In no time at all, the Black Hand of Mo Sunny Sun would be demolished.
