TOSHINORI YAGI (AKA ALL MIGHT)
I didn't know where I was., much less how I got here. All I know is who I am, what I had for breakfast and how bad this situation is. I watched as they slowly rose from their seats, weapon in hand. "Who are you?" one said pointing his rigid sword toward me. "Hero?" He practically spat out the word, his obvious hate toward them evident by his biting tone. Must be a villain, I thought to myself.
"Hey now," the other one said. He sounded more patient, but I knew better than to think he wasn't any less dangerous. "Don't jump to conclusions. He's obviously just a normal bystander who happens to be at the wrong place at the worst time."
I eyed his weapon from the corner I was hiding in. It was also a sword but it had see-through tubes that ran up from the sword and into the wielder's wrist. "You are a bystander?" He joined his comrade in raising his sword at me. "Better be."
I laughed, hiding the growing fear inside of me. One who raises their sword quickly isn't slow to use it. They both have swords so that may have something to do with their quirk.
"Why are you laughing?!" I stopped short at their words, turning my laughter into a glare. The Villains regained their composure and stared back at me.
"Look at those blue eyes." The guy who spoke first said, "Even in a dark room, with barely any light, they manage to hold such color, such ferocity. Funny how with that sunken look, they still shine so brightly. It takes practice to hold such a gaze at danger. Putting beside the fear, that is churning inside of you. You aren't just a normal bystander."He turned toward his comrade, "Aren't you."
His partner glared at him. His pride failing to admit how wrong how he was, even though he wasn't entirely wrong.
I am a bystander.
I have no idea how I got here.
I woke up here.
I call it here because I have no idea where I am.
I woke up, in a corner. Broken concrete that was once part of the crumbling walls surrounding me. Before I could get out and find my way back to UA two men burst in. Pulling down all the shades, yelling at each other to hurry. And then sitting down on the torn up couch on the other side of the room.
If only my hair wasn't as blonde as it was. And then maybe just maybe I could've blended in with the dark environment.
"I'll say this one more time," his voice sounded menacing angry at the thought of me being the one thing he despises most, "You aren't just a normal bystander!"
I sighed, exhaling shaky breath. I'm a lion without fangs, One For All has left me. But I still have the look of a lion. Even without my fangs, I can still look dangerous. Maybe even be dangerous. These men don't know I'm quirkless. "Take that as a warning."
"So you are a hero." His dark eyes widened in realization "Wait. I know you! I'm not that old, electric blue eyes, golden locks of hair, wavy, only the true form of the former symbol-"
"Rylee! Quit it with the chit-chat. The number three hero could be here any second. And he's been on our tail for only fifteen minutes. Just think about how close he is now?"
"Shut up Derke! That dirthead of a hero won't find us, after all we got ourselves a captive. One who rumored to have personal ties to our pursuer." Even in the darkness I could see his wide grin. The thought of using the former symbol of peace as a hostage pleasing to him. Meanwhile I felt differently about being his captive. Captive. Crud! If I heard that correctly these villains are being hunted down by heroes! That means I'm in the way of (apparently) the number three hero. Now if I recall correctly the number his hero name is...
The door then creaked open, barely letting any light into the room. Then suddenly,a force rushed in. Moving faster than my brain could process. All that was left in his tracks was a trail green lightning as he or she jumped around the room.
With the green light reflecting off their faces, the two villains looked scared. Unconsciously the two men came to the center of the room. The intruder was bouncing off of the wall. A blow was landed on one of the villains, making him lose their balance and stumbled.
Derke yelled in distress. Blue and green liquid oozed out of his wrist and traveled through the tubes of his sword. The weapon glowed. "How did you find us?!" He swung it around aimlessly, his partner joining him. His blade turning larger as he flailed it around. A round of punches landed on the two, making them lose their grip on their weapons. Both swords went flying.
"I've been on your tail..." The men were paralyzed at the sound of his voice, "You guys seriously were tough to catch. I'll give you that." Suddenly lightning went straight toward my captors, "But it wasn't impossible!"
"We surrender!"
The lightning died down, "Good." It was a small voice. Like a shy child thanking a person for giving them something. The only difference was, this was no child.
I continued to stay silent, unsure of what to say, what to do...what to think.
Everything was dark and I could barely see my hero. The only thing that I could see was something green (maybe a suit?), and my captors on the floor sitting up back to back. Had he already tied them up?
"I heard there was a captive. Is anybody here?!"
He couldn't see me. Understandably, in the position I'm in. On the floor, hiding behind concrete, more hidden than before.
"Guess not." He mumbled.
"I am here." How ironic using my old catchphrase. The catchphrase I was used to save others, now being used to save me. I silently chuckled at the irony, while wiping the sweat off my forehead. I'm saved. Boy am I gonna have a story for Young Midoriya when I get back to the school. I could rustle of fabric as he moved toward the sound of my voice. I was still in my crouching position, not how I wanted meet this hero. I slowly rose from my knees-
Suddenly an explosion sounded and the roof had a hole in it, causing light to flood light into the dark room. I winced at the sudden lighting changed.
"Oh...no...not again."
I could now fully see the appearance of the hero who saved me. And my eyes stayed stuck to him. He wore all green, from the top of his head to the tips of his feet-wait- no his boots were red. Green curls surrounded his head. This alone shocked me, and a sense of familiarity rushed through me. All that was left was his face, which I couldn't make out, seeing as it was turned away from me.
"Deku you Dirthead."
"Kacchan! Don't just put holes in the wall!"
"Whatever." He replied mockingly, "Don't just go running off! Tenya's gonna kick your butt!"
"I'll deal with that later. For now, "He finally turned to me, revealing the freckles across his cheeks and kind, emerald eyes. "Are you all ri-might?!"
His eyes widened, and so did mine. I knew this kid. He was my kid, my successor. I swallowed, "Young M-Midoriya?"
"A-All Might?"
"Deku!" Footsteps sounded from behind, stealing my gaze from Midoriya. Another young man, had spiky blonde hair and blood red eyes. "Deku, stop talking to yourself and let's go..." His voice trailed off at the sight of me.
Young Bakugou.
"A-all m-might?" Bakugou's face held shock. Like if he had water in his mouth he'd do a spit take. "No...no way."
Just yesterday I saw these boys arguing in the hallway. They were teens. On a long but promising path to becoming a hero. But yet here they are, not teens, men. And the path they took finished. And I missed it.
I missed my students becoming, heroes.
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Currently my dear mother is helping me edit my story. The following is a graph of my confidence after my mom helped me edit.
(Goes down)(Off the charts)
I'm kidding if anything it's gonna help me update.
Mom: You mean green highlights
Me: Uh no his hair is a green
Mom: You mean like a salad buffet?
Thank you so much for reading.