Disclaimer: Boku no Hero Academia belongs to Hirokoshi Kohei.
Author's Note: Hello, folks! A newbie here! This is the first time I ever write a fanfic for this fandom. Hope you all enjoy! Now, onto the story…
Chapter 1: One.
This is a story of a broken future that once was.
Twenty different people. Different ideologies. Different choices. Different paths.
All aiming to become a hero at one point in their life.
Once classmates and comrades and friends.
Circumstances set them all apart.
Even so…
A single fleeting wish was buried in the deepest part of their sealed heart.
That one same wish was whispered.
I wish…
Inside a recently rebuilt place that once went by the name of Tartarus before it was reduced to dust and rubles, two men were holding a conversation with a layer of glass separating them.
"For the last time, I don't know where Shigaraki is." The man with stitches on his face said in a bored tone.
"… That's a lie. Tell me his location." The man with two different hair colors that was equally split by half being red and the other being white said in a flat tone.
"Do you know where Bakugou and his Chaos buddies are right now? No? Well, the same fucking goes for me. Instead of questioning me about his whereabouts, you should put your effort and time in finding him on something else that will actually give you a damn result. Honestly, even with you and that Midoriya kid being the top two heroes, you guys still haven't manage to find Shigaraki yet? Pathetic. You guys suck big time." The man behind the glass sneered.
The tiniest scowl appeared on the younger man face for a brief second before it vanished and he changed the conversation. "How are you doing here, Touya?"
He glared. "Don't call me by that name! I go by Dabi now."
"You still haven't answered the question."
"Just peachy. Why are you even asking? Stop pretending like you care, perfect brat!" He snapped.
"Mom wants to know. Fuyumi and Natsuo too. And him." He said the last part in a whisper, almost as if he was afraid to anger the man.
"And I do too." He added softly.
Dabi twitched before looking away, "As I said, just fucking peachy here."
Shouto starred before he finally nodded, "I will come back again later."
"… How's mom?" The question was asked in a tiny voice, barely above a whisper.
Shouto who was about to leave by the door glanced back but Touya was still looking away.
"She is fine now. She and dad are finally reconciling. Dad… he truly changes for the better… just the other day, Fuyumi and Natsuo moved back with us." He stopped for a moment before continuing in a soft voice, "we are all waiting for you."
When there was no reply, he moved again to leave.
Just before the door was closed, he barely heard his older brother's voice.
"Stupid."
The door was closed with a smile.
Forgive but never forget. The only way to that path is to keep moving forward.
Todoroki Shouto. The Number Two Pro Hero, Shouto.
"On that day, All For One told everyone that the battle between his successor and All Might's successor will be never ending." The woman told the man sitting infront of her, "but, you see, Deku-kun is a true hero. Even after everything, he still wished to save that Shigaraki guy. His heart is too good, you know. Too pure. He remains untainted throughout this changing society."
The woman continued with a smile. "But I am different. I could never forgive what Shigaraki did to my parents."
"Deku-kun will never be able to stop him despite his best. He will never be able to stop Shigaraki Tomura."
"Because the only way to stop him is to kill him." The man said lightly behind the dark masker that covered both of his nose and mouth.
"Yes." She agreed.
"But… you see, I want Deku-kun to stay the same way. That's why, I am the one that's going to stop him. I am different now. I can do it." She said with a strong resolution in her eyes.
The black-haired man closed his cat-like eyes. "You are indeed proving to be a very different person now, Uraraka Ochako."
He leaned forward, his mechanical prosthetic arms that were covered by the long-sleeve of his shirt and the dark gloves he wore rested lightly on his knees. "As per our early agreement, I will help out you and your cause as long as you help out me and mine."
Her eyes darken. "There will be no trying to go after Lemillion-kun or Eri-chan."
The man raised his arms in mock surrender. "What can I do? I am just an armless and quirkless man, needing a thing like prosthetic to help him with daily basis now days. I will be killed immediately in the crossfire that will surely happen should I tried to do that and while I wished for death once upon a time, I honestly don't feel like kicking the bucket now before both of our goals are reached." Then, in a serious manner, he continued, "So long you help me return the Yakuza to it is former glory, I will help you to kill Shigaraki Tomura."
Suddenly, the woman sitting beside Uraraka snapped out, "Hey! Watch it! Those are my babies you are talking about!"
"Of course, my deepest apologies, Hatsume-san."
The woman just returned her focus to her data pad, seemingly became disinterested with her surrounding again.
"I do earnestly hope you are not planning to betray me behind my back, Chisaki-kun. Yakuza, after all, have their code of honor. You told me that you are a Yakuza and not a villain bastard, aren't you? I am willing to give you a chance to prove yourself this time." Uraraka began with a smile, "but, considering Sir Nighteye's death and what you generally did in the past, you hypocritical shit, let me tell you that losing both of your arms will feel like a paradise compared to what I am going to do to you should you ever try to betray me."
"Like I said, I am just an armless and quirkless man now. I don't hold a candle to you." The former Yakuza boss of The Eight Precepts said in a disarming tone.
"Ah, but we both know that's a lie, Chisaki kai. After all, this is where your strongest weapon lies." Uraraka said while pointing to her head with a finger.
Chisaki just smiled behind his masker and cocked his head, "Called me Overhaul. What would you like to be called, Uraraka Ochako?"
"… Uravity."
People changes but it is not always for the better.
Uraraka Ochako. Uravity, the co-leader of the Neo Eight Precepts of Death.
Author's Note: Well, that's it for now, I guess. Please don't forget to leave a comment on your way out, readers! Thank you.