Blood On My Name

Chapter one: Dry Blood

Bop…

Bop…

Bop…Bop

The sound of a rubber ball bouncing against the wall has echoed through the whole room. There was no other sound to be heard, nothing else could make sound if not given the chance to make sound, since they need someone to do so. The white-pale walls, that thanks to the light of the light-bulbs in the corners of the room, were bright enough to make someone amazed of how you would seem to be walking in an empty box of nothingness, without nothing yet everything he needs.

He, the boy in there, had the necessary in his room in the Private Institution located somewhere hidden in Japan. He has never been allowed to leave since the incident, he hasn't seen the light of the day ever since that day, had never leaved the Institution since that day.

But has wasn't having a hard time, he reads to distract himself and forget about the world around him, not caring of anyone's opinion about him since much everyone in Japan want his blood, for something he did when he was seven, and has no recollection of it.

He caught the ball once again to finally drop the little distraction he was doing for himself, and faintly put the blue-neon ball in the floor, without making a sound. He is getting bored, and his A.I is currently asleep in his provided laptop by the Institute, who never really wanted to be near him, they just got pretty pathetic excuses to not talk to him or be near him.

The boy hadn't had more human contact in all of these years, only one person talks to him willingly and that was his personal psychologist, Dr. Jones. A woman in her mid-twenties who was eager to talk to him through his life, she had been doing this ever since she graduated from the Medic's College in America.

She has dark-ginger hair tied with a to make a ponytail in the back of her head, when she appears she would normally be in her Dr's clothes, but in rare occasion she would be dress normally, like in causal clothes.

She is the only human he had contact, talked to or even touched a little of her hugging him. But only her, no one else did. He lacked the tact that must people have with others, since he doesn't really have more people around, only one…. Well two, but only one of them is tangible for him.

Thanks to Dr. Jones he could keep tabs on the outside world, know what is happening while he is pretty much locked up in the building, though he doesn't mind being there since what he sees in the internet is that is more safer for him be there than outside, where people pretty much wants his blood for something he doesn't even remember. But he hasn't say anything about that, it won't changed a thing, they all have evidence against him, nothing will changed that.

Not like he cares about it anyway.

The door opened to reveal Dr. Jones. Who has a smile on her face, a wide one for that matters. Something that happens not often as he would say, since she only does that when something good happened to her, but what could be? It could be a lot of things.

Knowing her must be that she found some money in the street or she won the lottery, the former was more likely to happen but she always dreamt of winning the lottery. A rare dream of hers, but one none-then-less.

The doctor took steps forward before sitting in the chair of the room, the sole one, before putting her things in the table near it, where his laptop was. She looked at him before looking around, to finally see the neon-ball in the floor near the bed.

"Really? A rubber ball? Whoa... You are getting bored really easily this month." Dr. Jones said, as she stares at the blank face of the boy, before shooking her head and take a deep breath. "There are good news for you, Ketsueki. Very good news." She said with a smile, that somehow reflected her internal emotion, joy and happiness being the most predominant of them, and they were many emotion there.

Something good for him? That shouldn't be possible, nothing good has happened to him ever since that. What could possibly be good for him? What?

Anything that came to his mind didn't made sense at all with her words. He couldn't be discharged from the Institution since one, people doesn't want him outside of it and two, people would kill him, although he has long accepted death. He doesn't mind dying anymore, no one would mourn for him, no one would miss him.

"What kind of news?" Ketsueki asked tilting his head slightly as he raises an eyebrow. "I never had good news in my life, so this is quite surprising. But what the surprise could be for me?" he asked in a calm voice, not a surprised one.

Dr. Jones couldn't help but feel bad for the boy, he had never received good news since that day, and he had to mature quickly to understand his position and situation, basically an almost adult trapped in a teenager's body.

"Someone has requested to see you, and that person came today to see you and talked about something that might be beneficial for you," She said getting a surprised face from him, as he leaned back with the wall beside his bed, and he kept quiet to wait for her elaboration in the meaning of 'Beneficial'. "Someone, a principal of a school, has requested to see you and talk about your future. Since you legally doesn't have any other living relatives you are in a position where you don't have a say in most things like going to a school. The principal wanted to give you an opportunity and allow you to go to his school, and believed when I say that it was quite shocking to know who was it."

"Who is... the one who requested to see me?"

"The principal of U.A, Nezu." She quickly said looking at the blank face of the boy, in the outside it may look that way but in the inside he is shocked to know that someone so important is willing to give him a second chance. "Although, you can talk to him tomorrow if you are considering it. Would you like to meet him now?" she offered with a leg resting over the other, waiting for his answer.

Ketsueki was looking at her, then at the ground moving his finger with his thumb touching quickly the rest of the fingers, like if he was calculating something, but it was rather talking to himself in his mind and not saying anything or mumbling it out loud enough for her to hear. After a whole minute of thinking he decide to speak once again.

"Okay, I'll meet him." He accepted the offer. Dr. Jones smiled softly as he got up from her position and Ketsueki jumped from the bed and followed her. They made quite the trip to arrive at the visitor's room, that is in the first floor and the right zone in front of the manager's office whose walls are reinforced with concrete, or something a little harder than that.

They entered the room with grey walls and a window that left the sun visible from there. Had the sun always been this bright? Ketsueki didn't exactly know, it's been a long time since he last has seen the sun and its sunlight, although the latter he could see it more clearly since the former he needs to feel the hot sensation he had missed all these years inside the building, he surely missed that feeling of being outside without being worried that someone is after your head.

Ketsueki sat in the chair that is facing the door as he waits for the guest to arrive and talk. But what can he possibly say? He is someone that got into CMHI (Child Mental Health Institute) or The Institute, and his case was treated like if he was a criminal who has done something bad, really bad.

The seconds he was there felt like ours, until the guest arrived. In the shoulder of Dr. Jones. The animal was standing in his two feet, wearing formal clothes of more or less baby size, and he was looking directly at him with his two eyes, and a scar in the left one but presumably he is able to see through it.

"Hello Young Ketsueki! Thanks for accepting my request, and I must say that this will be a new chance in your life, if you accept." Nezu said as he hop from her shoulder to land in the table, before sitting his design sit and putted a leg over the other. "For starters, your case has caught my attention, while there is evidence against you, I think that there is something more that happened that put everything against you, since the conversations about you I had with personal of the Institution is that you are not bad, not a problem child, you respect everyone but they don't feel safe around you, but don't exactly hate you. Something happened that day that you hadn't said?"

Ketsueki only stare at him before trying to recall that day, but couldn't. "Blank. Anything of the day is blank, I don't remember and that has been checked by people of the facility that weren't afraid of me enough to not be near me. I was told by the judge when I was ten what I had done, and... I didn't know what to say, having no memories of a day and you being charged and found guilty of said day. It was not a happy day, at least not for me."

Nezu was quiet as the boy spoke his words and sense some sort of maturity in the boy's tone, a lot of maturity. Nezu wondered how someone so young could reach that level, is not exactly of the emotional part but more like the social one, he knows how the world works yet he doesn't know how to be on it, like if he was on the space for a long time but was keeping tabs on how the world goes but can't seem to integrated with it. He knows the people hates him, yet he accept it. His eyes showed it very clearly.

That's something that no child should have.

"I'll like to talk to you about U.A. Is that good with you?" Nezu asked while drinking tea from a cup that came out of nowhere, but Ketsueki looked at the door and saw Dr. Jones with a cup as well so she must have gotten the cups.

"Yeah. Is fine." The red-blondish haired boy said, pursuing his lips slightly interest in the topic they are about to discuss.

"Well, I would like to give you, as I assumed Dr. Jones has told you, a chance to attend my academy for the sake of your future. But there are going to be things you need to know." Nezu said as Ketsueki nodded and waited for him to continue, the pause did not last long. "First of all, you'll be monitored 24/7 and you'll have a teacher to be your consultant or person you have to speak at the end of every day, is that ok? We can change it a little so it can be more comfortable with you."

"No. it's ok." Ketsueki replied looking down. Being monitored 24/7…. Nobody is going to trust him, he is alone. Having someone to check on him everyday is not something he would be uncomfortable with, having someone to talk with can be pretty good. "You can continue."

"Ok. There is also the fact that you'll not be allowed to use your quirk if not told by the teacher directly with his mouth, no matter the situation." Nezu said the second condition rather sadly, for some reason. "You'll only be allowed to see the city if the teacher assigned to you decides to make you company, if not… you can't. for your safety."

Ketsueki allowed the words to sink in completely before blinking a couple of time with his blank face, he didn't really had any type of good thing, but at least he can see the sun once again, but at what cost? But then he realize something, and he turns to see Nezu rather quickly. "But… where am I going to stay? I have no home, no family. And you can be sure as gravity exist that nobody will want me in their home." He spoke his thoughts respectfully, not saying something out of place or tone about his situation.

"In the dorms." Nezu simply replied, an three words replied that answered everything yet nothing.

"Dorms? They have dorms in U.A?" The boy asked tilting his head, that's something he was not aware of. He got his reply when Nezu nodded. "Since when?"

"We made them in secret, they are a measure if the students cannot be safe in their homes. They have been for 5 months right now. You'll be the first resident of them." the animal said. Then, Dr. Jones hands him something, a smartphone of all things. Ketsueki raises an eyebrow in utterly confusion before looking back at the principal of his soon-to-be new Academia.

"What is this? I know that this is a smartphone, but why did you gave me this?"

"Because you have humans right as everyone else, so I allowed you to have a smartphone with you in case something happens. An example of that is if some students attacks you out of nowhere, and if said student damages more form his attack he will expelled for using his quirk without being told to." Nezu answered his question with honestly, Dr. Jones warned him that the kid develop a trust problem, or for more detailed words, that he won't trust people so easily, and that's fair considering all the people who wants him dead.

"Thanks for that, can I ask something if that's ok?" Ketsueki asked raising a finger. Nezu nodded at his question, allowing him to ask whatever he wants. "Can I have like a workshop or something like that?" he asked.

"Why would you want such thing?"

"It helps to clear my mind when I am bored and when I get Anxiety Attacks, been isolated from the world too much didn't exactly help." Ketsueki said explaining why he should have something, like the workshop, to clear his mind. "I just need a way to calm myself down, since being with people doesn't really help if they aren't someone trustworthy to me." And that's no easy was left unsaid, but Nezu was able to mentally get what he was trying to say. And it made kind of sense if you look at it. "And I want a safe place for Rose."

"Rose?" Nezu asked, raising an eyebrow while doing so.

"She is…..uhm….." Ketsueki is having some problems talking about it, apparently is one of those things you need trust to learn.

"Is ok. I'll not ask further if you do not wish to." The smart animal spoke, making the red-blondish boy sigh in relief. "School starts in a week, so there is time to set you up in the dorm of your class, and you'll meet your assigned teacher there. You can request clothes for you to get rid of the white clothes you have been given. The workshop will be done after some time of the school year. Most likely some days after it started.

"Ok. Then, see you later?"

"See you later, Young Ketsueki."

[Plus Ultra]

After sending the request list to Dr. Jones, who went and grabbed clothes for him, it was finally time to go and see his things(that aren't many but still something) and talked of what he would need in his room. He got to talk to Nezu a little more, that time in his room as he was gathering the little things he had there. He got his backpack and lay it on the bed and put his laptop inside as well he did with the rubber neon-blue ball. The clothes arrived shortly after packing his things, so he quickly went and put them on to see how they looked on him, it was acceptable from the perspective of the others.

"Bye, young Ketsueki. I'll come back when the time is up for you to go." Nezu said as he waves and leave the room, being followed suit by Dr. Jones.

Ketsueki was left alone again with his thoughts as he tried to wrap up in his mind this new development, it was impressive.

"…Dad? You seemed to be curious…" A voice spoke. Ketsueki whipped to see his smartphone, that was already turned on and had some coding happening right now, apparently he forgot that he installed that chip on the phone while nobody was looking. The voice is the A.I he made over a year ago, his daughter in a way, R.O.S.E.T.T.E or Rose for short. An A.I with emotions that is currently learning about the world and what she can find to inform him about it. "What happened?" She asked curiously as the little girl in mind she is.

"I, apparently, got invite into U.A."

"Really!? Congratulations dad!" She said cheerfully.

"Thank Rose, you think you can update me with the staff of U.A?" he asked.

"why are you asking that?...You doubt me dad? " she pouted, or at least he can imagine her doing it. He shook his head with a smirk.

"Not in the slightest." he told her, before shifting his gaze towards the ceiling. "I trust you more than anyone."

"Well then! Let's start!" Rose said, before not making a sound for a minute and then immediately talk once again. "I found what it is possibly without entering into the illegal way, is that enough?" she asks for confirmation, hoping that it was enough to make him nod.

"Yes."

"The first one and loudest of them: Hizashi Yamada, also known as Present Mic…"