A/N: It's been a few days since I last wrote! I've really wanted to write some certain characters in, and I hope you guys will like the direction I'm taking! Hopefully, I'll see you guys soon with the next chapter!
Chapter Two: At Long Last
Deku rubbed his eyes, convinced that perhaps he had fallen asleep, and that everything that was happening was a dream. He blinked sleepily, but the silhouette in the inn's candle-lit window did not change. He pinched his arms, and slapped his cheeks gently, his skin tingling against the cold night air. Legs practically trembling, Deku walked to the inn's entrance, and pushed open the door.
As if the silhouette in the window wasn't a dream already, Deku almost fainted from what he saw at the bar. Deku had spent most of his childhood at the inn, hanging onto every word of the legends that the travelers shared. He had even debated getting a job at the inn, just to be able to gain more exposure to the outside world. Ever since Bakugo had been taken, Deku's mother was reluctant to let her son leave, yet somehow, he had been able to convince her to let him leave the village on his fifteenth birthday.
Several paces in front of Deku sat a well-built and loud man, wearing flashy clothes and a large sword strapped to his side, enthusiastically sharing an anecdote with the inn's occupants. All Might. Deku's heart skipped a beat. Meanwhile, a line of villagers pushed and clamored to get an autograph.
With his extremely clammy hands shaking, Deku fumbled about in his pockets searching for a piece of parchment to have signed, but came up empty handed. Deku sighed, disheartened, but his heartbeat quickened and his spirits lifted when he remembered that he could still have a chance to speak to All Might. Regardless of whether he had an autograph or not, Deku would always have his memories of that night.
Deku edged towards the back of the steadily growing line, which had really become more of a crowd than a line. He ran over things that he wanted to say to All Might, but nothing really sounded right. He feverishly mumbled to himself, struggling to form a coherent sentence that would convey his feelings in just a few seconds before he was swept away by the crowd.
He was so wrapped up in planning what he was going to say that he didn't realize that the line before him had cleared. Deku felt weak at the knees as he faced his hero. If this is a dream, please don't let me ever wake up, he thought.
When Deku made eye contact with All Might, something in his hero's eyes changed. The man before him flickered. Wait. In an instant, where All Might was, a blonde girl about Deku's age now sat. She wore a dark mask that covered her eyes, but Deku could see the sharp glint of her green eyes through the slats. She gasped in adoration as she looked at the green haired boy.
"Well, aren't you adorable?" she gushed. Deku flinched slightly as he saw her teeth, as her canines were far sharper than normal. Of course. He knew that his encounter with All Might was all too good to be true.
Deku felt the hairs on the back of his neck rise, as the girl seemed to be radiating some sort of dark aura, which left him nearly petrified with fear. "What a shame," the girl pouted. "You would have been cuter if you had some blood on you, especially if it was yours…" she licked her lips excitedly, and looked quickly around the inn, surveying all the terrified villagers.
"I'm a bit bored, so I hope you all don't mind if I play a bit?" she asked, and glanced sideways to survey the crowd, which was now petrified with fear. From beneath her cloak, she withdrew a tome that seemed to radiate the same dark energy she did. The dark red pendant between her breasts danced in the orange light of the inn.