So the author FINALLY decided to update this story.

Fuck you spades. Get back to your story.

Nah. I kinda like it here.

Go back to your story or I'll send you to RPC.

Fine, Fine.

So, sorry about the wait. It was a mix of laziness, writer's block, and me putting my attention somewhere else. Like the RPC wiki.

Activating Protocol 'Sleeping Beauty'

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Protocol Activated. Activating Scenario 'Green demon'

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Scenario Activated.

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Contacting Sleeper Agent: Aurora

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Sleeper Agent Contacted.

When our son was born, it was the happiest moment of our lives. We would finally have a family. We decided to call our little ball of sunshine, Izuku. When he came out of the womb he never cried. He just looked at you with his big owl like eyes. It was concerning. It always seemed that he was analyzing you even if you didn't know it. We always got weird looks for his behavior, but we didn't mind. After all, he was our son… but that our, quickly became mine.

It happened when he was five months old. My husband was out getting groceries when… when… when he died… The police and heroes don't know what happened, except for one. Endeavor was there at the scene first, but he wouldn't say what he saw, only that it was a creature that shouldn't exist. You could see it in his eyes. Fear. Horror. Depresion, and disbelief. It was heartbreaking. This hero who is known for not backing down from a challenge. Felt, defeated.

When I saw hisashi's body, it looked like it was decayed by two years even though he was in the coroner's office for a couple days. It was horribly disfigured and there wasn't a lot of him left so We had to have a cremation. He's family blamed me for his death and tried to take izuku away from me. Saying how I wasn't fit to be a mother. I was mortified. These people didn't care that my husband, their son, was killed. No. They were more concerned that I wasn't fit to be a mother simply because they disproved of me. We went to court over the custody of my son.

I was ordered by the court to not have him in my house while the case was going on. So I sent him to my long time friend, Bakugou Mistuki. With her having a son of her own, she would be perfect for taking care of my little izuku while this case went on. It went on for four whole months when the court finally ended in my favor. Hisashi's family was furious, and they promised that I would regret ever keeping Izuku away from them. First, it was me getting threats in the mail. That was nothing new, I was getting them during the court case so I was used to them. But it then escalated when someone broke into my apartment and stole Hisashi's stuff. The police wouldn't even do anything. I suspected they were bought off by the Akatani's but I could never prove it. After that I was kicked out of the apartment for no reason and was fired from my job at the hospital. I couldn't do anything because I spent most of my money fighting for the custody of my child. So I moved in with the bakugous while I looked for a job so I could get back on my feet.

It was around three and a half months after moving in with the bakugou's when i got a letter in the mail. It was for an organization that specializes in handling dangerous quirks, and they wanted me because of my extensive medical background. I was shocked. I tried to get a job for months but no hospital would accept me even though I was the valedictorian of my class. Had a ninety seven percent success rate, and almost never called in sick! Yet here was a letter for an organization that i never heard of, asking me to work for them. I would be lying if I said that I didn't squeal in joy. Izuku seemed to echo my enthusiasm and clapped along with my cheering. It felt nice, so I decided to set up an interview.

It was two weeks later when I went in for my interview. It was. Strange. To say the least. They asked me about my family tree. Any disease I had as a child, and if I had any family. It was strange, but I guess that since they deal with dangerous quirks that they needed to know about my history. A week later I got the results of my interview. I was hired! My employment started a week from my receiving my letter. I was ecstatic. I can finally support Izuku and make sure that he's happy. Later that day we had a party to celebrate my employment.

When Izuku was four I took him to the quirk doctor to see what type of quirk he would get. I was worried. All the other kids at his daycare already had their quirks, yet he hasn't had one show up yet. So when the doctor said that he wouldn't get a quirk I was shocked and devastated. My little baby wouldn't get a quirk. But when the doctor called him quirkless with, so. Much. hate and disgust. I was pissed. Why would that word carry so much hate and disgust? I sternly told the doctor thank you and left the office.

I struggled to not ball my eyes out while we were on our way to the house, but when we got there I just couldn't hold it in any longer. My baby is going to be in a world that hates people like him. People that just, didn't have a quirk. While this was going on inside my head, I didn't notice him heading up the stairs. And cried for what felt like hours.

When I finally stopped, I went to Izuku's room to apologize. But imagine my surprise when he got off his tiny little chair and started comforting me. I couldn't hold it in anymore. I just cried and cried, not paying attention to what I was saying. We soon fell asleep after that.

When he came back the next day, he looked infuriated,and it made me worried. His clothes were singed, and his backpack was burned. I knew who did it. I knew who hurt my precious baby. He told me everything that happened. He showed me his tests. Showed me how they were counted as him failing it, even though he had most of it right. I was furious. They dare ruin my child's chance of getting into a good school!? I would ruin them. But Izuku, my sweet, sweet child, who I would do anything for, convinced me to just take him out of daycare, and have a talk with Mitsuki and her spawn of satan. But I never forgot what happened. I would make sure that that daycare would get shut down, and every. Single. Person there would get their futures ruined. It was only a matter of time before that would happen. In the meantime though. I would take care of my baby.

Letters found in the ex-city of Musutafu(

Circ., 2620

(We believe that this Midoriya Inko is the mother of The Verda Emissary. If what these letters say are true, then everything we knew would be wrong. However. More research is required before it can be confirmed.

-Junior-Researcher Emily.

Hello.

Yes, you.

I know what you're doing.

You breached our reality and are looking at our files.

I won't let you.

After all…

I KnOw WhErE yOu LiVe.

You won't get far.

I'll make sure of it.

Dear Izuku Midoriya,

I'm happy to talk to another bright-mind who doesn't live in I-Island. Everyone here are more focused on their projects than everyday life. I was surprised when I learned that the island was hacked, and that they couldn't trace where it came from. But I was even more surprised when I was contacted by you. I would like to thank you for keeping me entertained.

I have also looked at the files that you sent me… If these things did exist. I don't know how we haven't found any signs of them. But the evidence you sent was convincing. I would be glad to help you find out the truth that was hidden.

Sincerely, Melissa Shield

I will stop you.

You won't be able to read any files.

But…

You can watch the past…

Have fun.