The raven haired man cradled the child in his strong arms, keeping the little girls head softly pushed against his chest as he ran through the streets in panic. His warm hands gently ran through her thin hairs to console the young girl. A dark red color fiercely burned on her cheeks and her temperature was rising rapidly.

The male's usually devoid of emotion face was now dripping with worry, not daring to let the little girl go for even a second, too afraid it would be the last he would ever see of her. Too scared he wouldn't be able to see his little girl grow into a young lady, go take the hero course as she had so desired. Yet here she was in his arms. A girl so strong now an empty vessel, barely capable of keeping her little fingers clenched to his shirt. He already felt her grip loosening, the life slowly draining out of her bright red eyes as she lied there numb, inanimate.

Close to death

Tears stained the girls cheeks. Snot was dripping down her nose and dried up at by the tear-ducts at the sides of her eyes. Her saliva became thicker and it kept getting harder to swallow it down together with the continuously returning lump in her throat. Light started to fade out of her surroundings, it became more impossible to properly look her father in the eyes with every passing second. More tears flooded out as everything went black.

Her dad's tight hold on her which had made her feel so safe and at ease, was soon to be just a memory. She could feel her sense of touch slowly starting to fade. Upon realizing that yet another one of her senses were about to be forcefully taken from her, she realized the one thing she feared the most was soon to become reality, everything was soon to come to an end. Even she could tell despite being at the young age of 6.

The muscles in her face, which she managed to relax ever so slightly barely seconds earlier, when burying them in her father's jacket tensed up and harshly pulled on her skin. Feeling this pain caused Lily to create an ugly facial expression. All the air her lungs managed to suck in came out as an ear shattering cry, a mixture of pain and fear.

30 seconds later the girls desperate cries ceased, making Aizawa Shota's stomach twist into a knot. This girl and being quiet was almost unheard off, hell she even talked in her sleep. Aizawa often got annoyed by his little girl starting to have a big mouth but now he was afraid that he would never be able to hear some of her poor attempts at sarcasm anymore. Maybe if he hurried there would still be a chance of survival, it wasn't too late just yet. That's what he told himself while he ignored harsh reality. He couldn't go on like this, the fear of losing her made him feel nauseous. Dizziness quickly took over him during the long exercise of him carrying her to the nearest hospital, but he ignored it to the best of his ability.

Anything to save her life.

The cold wind painfully blowing in her face was the first to fully disappear, although she had to admit this didn't matter to her all that much. What mattered was the warm soft feeling beginning to fade off of her skin, the warmth slowly lifting off as if the air around her absorbed it. She couldn't feel the man's warm hands on her skin anymore and one of her own little hands hurriedly rushed to his, keeping a tight hold on his index finger.

Soon after he noticed the little girl stopped reacting to the soft pinches he'd occasionally give her as a test on her pain threshold. Checking in if it was failing when she stopped responding, he dug his nails in her skin. Not enough to give her any kind of serious injury but hard enough to make her cry out in pain, if she could feel. But to no avail, there was no reaction from the girl no matter what he did.

"Shit..." He muttered lowly. His soft, deep voice sounding like music in the girls ears even though he used one of the forbidden words. She took in every detail of the single word he'd said, the cracking in his voice indicating how worried he actually was about her. Knowing how the man felt she was quick to forgive him for using adult words in her presence, in fact she was glad he said it. All because of that one word he said was her proof that he was still there for her. He was scared, even though now she was blind and couldn't feel, his quivering voice made it obvious.

Eraserhead was for the first time in a long, long time... Scared.

"P..." A soft squeak was all the girl could muster up the strength for while she was trembling in his arms.

"P...Papa... H-H-Help..."

He ran as fast as he could. The cold, harsh wind felt like knives cutting by his skin, but he couldn't care less about that. The girl's body went limp in his arms. Little arms were dangling on the sides of her body, she passed out. Her breathing was ragged and uneven, but she was still breathing. A good sign.

Aizawa rushed through the glass hospital doors, roughly pushing them aside. Nurses glared over at first figuring it was just another drunkard violating the hospital rules, but were quick to realize it was an emergency. Off she went on a hospital bed, pushed forward by 4 nurses hurriedly, a doctor soon to join the group. Aizawa followed behind stubbornly. He was going to keep checking in on his daughter, screw the rules!

Held back by two of the nurses he watched Lily roll off in her hospital bed through the big OR-room doors. Signs were nailed on both doors portraying a hand with a big red cross. With unable to miss fat black letter saying restricted area.

No parent would ever want to see their child going to the intensive care, let alone this room. The operating room.

Despite knowing this would happen he couldn't calm his nerves. His thoughts had been irrational, he knew that. Rather than realizing the truth and accepting it, he chose to hope for some kind of miracle medicine that would cure her disease immediately. He wanted to be able to take her out and get dinner at that fast food place she'd always pout over every time they drove past it. Buy her that phone she really wanted, and spend the rest of the night listening to her talk about her future plans about becoming a hero. Of course that wouldn't be the case.

Aizawa unwillingly searched his way back to the waiting rooms after walking back and forth in front of the doors leading to the restricted area. While waiting for any nurse to come through the door to deliver him good news. Finally giving in to his nausea, he dropped down on the uncomfortable padded bench after 30 more minutes of him pacing up and down on the LVT hospital flooring.

His elbows were resting on his knees, clamping his hands tightly together. Nervousness creating sweaty palms and an uncomfortable feeling. Refusing to get a single second of rest his black orbs were fixed on the big doors leading to the hallway his daughter got rushed through just an hour ago. Aizawa couldn't wait to hold her in his arms again. After this he would spend more time with her, get her everything her little innocent heart desired. "I'm going to be the best goddamn dad in the whole world even if it would mean the end of my career as a hero!" Aizawa slammed his fist down on the seat. The thought of how she'd always tell him about her future plans, with little drawings as her back-ups, put Aizawa's mind slightly at ease. It gave him hope that his daughter was going to pull through this, she was raised to be strong after all.

Footsteps echoed around the room taking Aizawa's full attention. The sound was still distant when he first heard it but the door slid open before he could comprehend the footsteps approaching as quick as they did. A woman, who looked to be around her mid-thirties, wearing a blue shirt often worn during operations appeared in the door. The shirts blue color had been stained by a deep red color.

It took only one glance at her face to know. The doctor seemed to be pained and guilty, meaning there was no good news. Aizawa had no trouble reading the situation and hung his head low. Lily... his little girl.

"Goddamnit..." He clenched his hands into fists, his knuckles going white from all the blood being pushed away.

The surgeon shuffled on her feet awkwardly in front of the sobbing man. She knew he was aware of what she was about to tell him and didn't deem it necessary to tell him. Maybe it would be for the best if she told him, just in case he gets his hopes up again.

Even the surgeon knew. She had been a fan of heroes ever since she was little. Knowing more information about Eraserhead than anyone could have possibly gathered without inside sources she was surprised. Albeit he knew about his daughter, he never lost his cool composure. Sure it took him every little bit of self-constraint he had, but never once did he lash out or cry.

He just sat there in silence. His fists were now a bit more relaxed, but they were slightly shaking.

"Can I see her..?" Low whispers came from the man's mouth. The surgeon simply nodded, extending her arm towards the open door inviting the hero in.

The hallway was very dark, giving off almost an eerie feeling to it. It was very quiet, there was one sound that sneered through the silence. A sound very painful to Aizawa's heart.

The continuous one-toned beep coming from the heart monitor in the room at the end of the hallway came to an abrupt stop. Aizawa brushed it off as the nurses simply turning off the expensive hospital equipment but the surgeon seemed to be distraught for reasons unknown. She picked up her pace passing Aizawa hurriedly.

Aizawa paced towards the woman who stood stuck in place in front of the door. White light shone on her frame, her face seemed to be frozen and filled with fear. He noticed the tears starting to well up in the one eye he could see from the position he was standing in. The man who had his dead eyes quickly return to him after the notion of his daughter's death got concerned and sped up to the stand by the surgeons side.

It only took one look inside the room to understand the ladies concerns. Several nurses and doctors who had been in the room shortly after his girls failed operation lied there sprawled across the floor. Every single one of them was unconscious but none of them were dead. one or two of them suffered a few none lethal wounds. However more importantly, the bed was empty. The bed in which his daughter was in was now empty.

His daughter. Was. Gone!

"Hmmm, asleep here again Lily? You know all the doctors just got arrested right? How do you sleep through all of this ruckus" A boy with navy blue hair tightly tied into a small ponytail, his bangs covering his forehead and his ears. 4 tattoo like triangular symbols were beneath each eye, starting from small at the inner corner to larger in the outer one. The muscles in his arms, chest and abdominal region were clearly visible through his tight top. It seemed as if it had a bit of a turtleneck, most likely to hide as much of his skin as possible, as it was provided by the institution. The fabric was thin and stretchy, making sure his body was kept cool and that it was easy to move in.

"Fuck off Ain... Just 5 more minutes." Lily groaned irritable. The top she wore was just like Ain's but hers was colored red, had a keyhole near the chest area and ended just below her chest like a crop top. Her peaked cap looking as if it came straight off of a WW2 general hung over her heterochromatic eyes and out of the shadow a hint of purple and black veins near her left eye were visible, although she usually wore an eyepatch over it. Her right arm from the elbow down had the same purple/black veins. The purple veins ran down only about a third of her arm before her skin turned from an ashen color Jet black. Her hands had taken on a form that looked almost demonic, still the shape of a hand but looking more like a shadow and every single one of her fingers ending in a point making it look more like a claw.

Her eye looked just like her arm did. The veins that led into her eye turned the white in her eyes and her iris a jet black. The pupil however was a crimson red.

It made her look more like a demon than she already did but the people around her and herself were already used to her appearance which is all that mattered. They were the only ones who saw her for an extended period of time without becoming victims.

Lily's other side, her right, looked completely normal. Her eye was black, with some undeniable black rings underneath her eye from lack of sleep. Her skin was a little paler then others and her black hair reached all the way to her hips. She had straight bangs usually covering her forehead but were now messy and all over the place. The sheathed katana she carried with her as her, how she referred to it, baby was placed besides her but the rest of her weaponry remained on her body. A pistol on her left leg and a large combat knife strapped to her right. Lilith had another knife hidden on the inside of her combat boot in case of emergency.

Lilith heaved a sigh at the smell of coffee and sat up slowly. Ain cackled at her letting his cocky attitude get the best of him. He grabbed the very tip of the caps visor sliding it back over the shape of her head revealing the very irritated mismatched eyes of Lily.

"There she issss~" A cocky smirk played across the boys lips as he dangled the paper cup in front of her face. The smell of its contents mesmerized Lilith and she snatched it out of his hand. "I know you wanted it." Lily would usually come back with some sort of bitchy remark but in this case he was right. Although she would never tell him that cause it would feed his ego so instead she snorted, rolled her eyes and started sipping at the coffee.

Nothing was more blissful than strong coffee without milk or sugar after waking up, pure caffeine.

"So, what's been going on?" Lily asked in between her sips. "Hmm..." Ain placed his chin in between his thumb an index finger looking over her body up and down. "Well it appears as though you went from a 36B to a 34C-" He stopped talking when her right foot roughly collided with his chest but his smirk remained. "...Ill cut your throat open and pour the remains of my coffee in your corpse. Your head would make a great trophy"

"C'mon sweetie. You know I love it when you dirty talk to me but can we keep that for in the bedro-"

"Just tell me."

Ain raised his hands up in defense before sitting down beside Lily. "Some pro heroes found out about the assassinations and traced us down. The doctors are getting arrested but they just found out that the ones doing the killings were two 15 year old kids, so it seems as if they are undecided about something."

"Hmmm..." Lily lightly swung her now half-full cup back and forth. "Why are they hesitating, kids or not we still have blood on our hands. Juvenile jail exists for a reason." Ain leaned the back of his head against the old tree and looked up pondering over the same issue. "Well I don't know why but I did hear them say something about a school..." Ain rolled his head to the side over the bark of the tree so he could look at Lily and smiled "Also, they didn't see me I just listened in and ran away. They still have to find us."

Lily widened her eyes at the mention of a school and cocked her head to the side to look into Ain's eyes seeing if he wasn't just joking around. "A school..? What the hell would we do at a school. I'm pretty sure we're considered villains at this point, a school would never have us." Ain simply shrugged at her statement. "The defense team already agreed to it so it can't be a joke either way. All that's left is us, the offense team... Oh I forgot! Happy 15th birthday Lily."

Ain handed Lily a small piece of fabric and she curiously unfolded it. A new black eyepatch lied in her hand. It had a bit more fabric than the standard white one she usually wore and looked as if it would cover up a bit more of the veins by her eye. Shyly she looked up at a now smirking Ain who already knew she liked it.

"T-Thanks... I guess..." Lily muttered softly putting on the eyepatch. It sat nice and comfortably on her face and covered most of the purple veins. A genuine smile formed on her lips and she thanked him once more.

"You know, you could always show me your chest if you're that grateful!"

Lily's smile instantly fell. Her hand was lifted in the air, formed a fist and she slammed it down on his leg harshly making Ain wince in pain.

"Hey..." She spoke softly. Ain was barely able to hear her unless he listened closely. "I got this weird dream again... Where I supposedly died. I looked out of this man's point of view again this time though. Just his face was blurry so I couldn't get anything useful out of it except for him having the same last name as me and his first name being Shota." She rambled on and on and Ain could just never find the right thing to say to her, so they just waited there in silence after Lily was done talking about her dream.

Ain couldn't count the amounts of times Lily had nightmares she couldn't wake up from anymore. This dream she talked about was one of the reoccurring nightmares she has had ever since they were little. It was only occasionally that she dreamt out of someone else's point of view and Ain always stopped to wonder how that was possible for a bit. He always felt as if the world was trying to tell her something but they just couldn't figure out what.

Their gazes were constantly set on the glass automatic door leading to the artificial yard that had become the offensive teams duo regular spot.

Ain tapped Lily's shoulder when he noticed shadows on the wall. Lily was once again dozing off against the tree. She lifted her head to look at the shadows that soon became a small group of people. "So those people prancing around in those silly outfits are 'pro-heroes'?" Lily retorted dryly. The door opened and a small man? walked in. Lily would have described it as an animal but it was walking and talking, showed facial expression and seemed to be worried. For as far as she was concerned animals weren't able to show human emotion to this extend. Behind him there were two men and one woman. the two men were both blonde. One of them was insanely buff, even Lily was intimidated by his form. His hair was sleeked back except for 2 locks of hair by his forehead standing up straight. The other man was smaller but pretty tall. His long blonde hair was also sleeked back but was styled ridiculously to form a cone leaning slightly to the right. The woman next to the smaller blonde had long black hair and wore a body tight suit. She was what could only be described as sexy and didn't seem to be able to physically do anything.

Lily and Ain both stood up. They looked over at the heroes with an emotion the heroes couldn't describe and they looked back at them with disbelief and maybe a hint of guilt. These were the criminals behind all the murders. The defense team who had been leading behind the scenes were one thing but here were the kids who actually executed the plans. They just couldn't believe that two children were capable of doing the things they did. All they saw were the pictures of the crime scene, the bodies left there to rot. Murdered in the most gruesome of ways as if the culprit enjoyed doing it. The small animal-like man stepped forwards toward the duo.

"Aizawa Lilith and Akiyama Ain?" It's eyes shifted from Lily to Ain as it's squeaky voice resounded throughout the artificial yard. Both teens nodded, being very alert of the 4 individuals taking defensive stances readying themselves to attack if they did anything they didn't like.

The animal raised his paws to show he wasn't going to harm them, trying to give off a warm inviting feeling but Lilith and Ain didn't buy it. They knew they did bad things and they knew the heroes knew. They wouldn't go to a school they would go straight to jail. "We're not here to harm you or put you in a bad pla-" "Bullshit. What do you want." Lily snarled interrupting the animal rudely. The three others looked in her direction but to Lily still no rage was visible in their eyes, there was not a single sign of anger over what the girl had done. They looked at her as if they felt sorry for her. Lily hated it when people looked at her like that. She thought people looked down on her. That wasn't at all the case. The heroes were worried about the girl, however couldn't help to feel slightly amused as they were reminded of someone.

The mouse/dog giggled and put his paws in front of his mouth to stifle some laughs. She really did remind him of Shota, she was just as stubborn as her. when Nedzu looked at her all he saw was a spitting image of Shota of the opposite sex. The two teens looked down at him confused, awaiting an explanation. He caught up on their impatience and put his hands behind his back getting ready to start the brief explanation.

"My name is Nedzu.
The three people behind me are Midnight, Present Mic and All might. But you might have already heard of us on t.v." Both teens simultaneously shook their heads and Nedzu cleared his throat. "From the short investigation we've done we have been able to conclude tot the 2 of you were also victims to human experiments, is that correct?" The both of them simultaneously looked down at their feet and avoided their gazes.

"They saved us..." The girl whisper softly. No one heard it but it caught Present Mic's attention.

"I am the principal at U.A., the prestigious hero-school, and the people behind me teach there. Us as teachers would like to offer you a spot in a program we have created just for you. We believe that you kids have goodness in your hearts and we want to help you find it by putting you into UA's hero course. Obviously with extra classes and student counseling session. The two of you will be placed in class 1-A who have been attending school for a few months now. All of these students are doing their internships starting next week which is when we are planning to get you settled into the school...

It's either this or.. You'll be going to jail for a very long time I'm afraid... It's up to you from here but in your interest I'd recommend at least trying it."

"What the hell do you people know..." Lily muttered. "You don't know anything about what happened to us!" Lily raised her tainted arm and jumped forward towards Nedzu.

"Midnight!"

The woman walked forward and made a tear in the thin looking fabric of her bodysuit. A pink gas raised up from out of the bodysuit engulfing Lily's aggressive form. It didn't take long before she stumbled on her feet looking at the 4 people in front of her. She wobbled back and forth looking at the small blonde male who identified himself as Present Mic.

"Y...You.."

There was something about him. She couldn't tell if it was because of the sudden sleepy haze or that if she actually knew him, but she recognized him.

Her eyes started to close on their own and she dropped down before Nedzu's feet.

There was a moment of silence. Ain just glared in their direction as the girl lied in front of them motionless, but he felt she was safe and decided to speak up.

"H-Hey... Are you serious about that..? We have a chance to be a part of society again? It'll be hard for me and even worse for Lily, maybe even the toughest on you guys... but I know that what's been happening here is illegal, what we've been doing is illegal. She knows it as well but they've always been rougher on Lily. She doesn't think that what she did is bad. If you treat us right... I'll take you up on that offer on both her part and mine." Ain's words sounded genuine but it was obvious he was scared. He didn't trust them just yet and if the doctors ever found out they were going against their orders... but they promised them another life, how could he decline. He never felt particularly bad for what he did but that was only because he was taught that that was normal. If he had to pick now between jail and a new life the correct choice was obviously a new life.

Ain knew Lily was going to have a rough time unlearning all of the old taught habits. In the end it was the best decision for both her and himself. Nedzu nodded at him and smiled. "I already read in your files you were usually a calm and collected person. Also a little too much self-confidence." Ain smiled at him. "That's me!"

The heroes behind him smiled contently and the large buff man that principal Nedzu referred to as All Might picked up Lily. Ain looked at her and dragged out a long sigh. He already knew she was going to get mad at him for this.

A mad Lily was never fun to have around.

Aizawa sat behind his desk in the teachers' lounge. He was trying to grade the papers of the 1-A students' tests but focusing was too hard. The file was right in front of his nose. It had been distracting him from his work all morning.

He put down his pen on the paper and picked up the confidential document of the institution which was infiltrated by pro-heroes just this morning.

He opened the file and om the first page he was met with a photo of his daughter.

"Aizawa Lilith, 14 years old, F.

Aizawa managed to let his lips curl up slightly for a split second and let his eyes skim over the text of the file for the umpteenth time. It talked about a girl with aggressive tendencies and a 'need' to play with her 'victims' for longer than necessary. Her lust for blood. Aizawa shook his head and let his eyes trail back up to the photo.

Looking at her right side made him realize how much she took after her father, reminding him off the fact that she really was his daughter. But when he saw her left side... His thumb wiped over the photo as if he would be tucking strands of hair behind her ear.

"God what did they do to you, Lilith.."