"Sensei can I stay here for a while longer?" The girl I bumped into way before the sports festival, asked a sloppy looking person with laid back black hair and unshaven messy moustache and beard, probably her teacher, innocently.
'It's her again... man she shines too bright for me to handle... I can't look at her directly...' I thought, gazing at her, probably too much intensely. I slapped my cheek to wake myself up.
'Hitoshi what is that you are thinking about?! It's no good to think like this. You are here to accomplish your goal, to get into the hero course and become the best hero of all... time...' I trailed off in my mind again, that girl stealing away my attention magically.
'Damn it Hitoshi get a hold on yourself!'
I do not exactly remember her name, but I do remember what she did to me, when we were mere children. That day, when she protected me.
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Naruhata district, an abandoned old park:
"You will become a villain with this quirk! Brainwashing is no quirk for a hero!!" The third year male leader gang spat in my face mockingly.
'That look in his eyes... like if I was some kind of a plague... a disease... tch... they talk like if they know...'
"You should not have existed!" One of his gang members yelled, fuelling the leader's ego.
'They know nothing...'
"He is like moss, lesser than the less, beat him up!!" The other said.
'I hate this quirk too'
I got used to this beating, everyday, like if it was an order from the heavens to those boys to beat the hell out of me. I used my quirk three times before on them (yes they were dumb enough to fall for it three times), but now it just does not work; and if I resist I will end up in a worse situation, so I gave up.
"Leave him be!!" A small girly (but strong, determined) voice, yelled at the older kids.
I turned my face to see who that was. She was a girl my age, her hair split in half, the right side elegant red, the left side pure white. Her grey and blue eyes (respectively) were fuming with rage, despite her cold demeanour.
"Ha! Look at that! A chick came to challenge us!!" The leader said sarcastically, looking down on the girl. She was unfazed, and actually repeated her command, this time her tone threatening: "I said let him go. I do not wish to fight you, because this will not end well. Please, put him back before it's too late."
'How can she be so confident... they are older than her, more powerful than her. Is she mad?!'
"Hah! You want to protect this scumbag! He has a villainous quirk: Brainwashing. He has no place among us with heroic quirks!!" He pointed his thumb at himself pridefully.
I turned my face away from her, head low.
'She will leave now... she will not hesitate to abandon me after-'
"You are the scumbag." She answered him in a dark tone. I jolted, my head returning to face her another time, shock written all over me. The aura around her changed dramatically, she became like another person. She was sending intimidating vibes of power, that even the older students gulped at.
'Why...'
"I have warned you, but you did not listen." She said to them, steam exiting from her left hand.
'Why is she...'
"Now you have to bear the consequences." She finished. In an instant, ice burst out of her hand, freezing the three boys in their place, without them having a chance to react, nonetheless totally avoiding my body.
'...Helping me...?'
"Ow ow ow ow!!" They complained in pain.
"This is what happens when you project your stuck up judgement on others because of who they are." She told the menaced three, not bothered by their insults. It was like if she was used to hearing them so much that they have no effect at all.
"I will melt your ice, but you have to free him first, and never approach him." She commanded.
The boy holding me tched in pain, calling her an egotistical stuck up, then his grip on my shirt loosened, and I fell to the ground.
"Are you okay!" She asked me, rushing to my position, worried.
'Why is she... reaching out to a nobody like me...'
She sat beside me, and the light of the day shone on her face under the tree of the long abandoned park. She looked so kind that my heart skipped a beat.
"You have a small scratch on your knee..." She inspected the now bleeding knee of mine. Luckily I was wearing shorts and I would not stain my clothes with blood.
'She is... so bright... like...'
"I will freeze it slightly for you, so that the blood would stop and it won't hurt much." She explained.
I nodded hesitantly. She smiled and made a thin layer of ice on my knee.
'...Like an angel...'
"As for you..." She turned to the older ones, who had scowled looks on their faces. She got up, and put her right hand on the ice she created. Inhaling slowly, she started to melt it. The steam rose from the frozen thing, turning it to cold liquid. Soon, the three third years had their butts on the ground. She turned her back to them, and looked at me smiling kindly.
'Why...'
"You... you will pay...!" The leader of them muttered under his breath, crawling closer to her, aiming to punch her back with his jewel strengthened fist-his quirk that I heartedly know. She did not turn yet.
"What is your name!" I screamed with what came in my mind, activating my quirk simultaneously. She opened her mouth and barely said the letter "H", only to fall onto my control. I ordered her to dodge, and she did so, swiftly. Then, just when I wanted to order her to attack the older kids, I felt darkness engulf me. I saw a large metallic door locked with too many overly large locks, but just as it came, it was gone, and the park came back into my sight.
"Now go, you three!" I heard a yell, seeing a faint trace of a black suit and a scarf flowing, before I lost consciousness.
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Come to think of it, the man standing beside her, who sighed and scratched the back of his neck at her question, had that same suit and scarf.
'Could it be it was him...'
"Fine, you can, but when the matches starts, we are going back to the control room." He answered her.
'Why isn't she participating anyways...?'
I thought, studying her nice smile.
Todoroki-san was allowed to stay with us, as they drew the lots with the names of the participants.
I did not know how to feel about her, especially her scar, after what I heard from Todoroki-kun, her twin, about it; about everything...
'They had it so hard... they suffered far too much... and by what Todoroki-kun said, she had to face even more harshness because of the kindness she possesses...'
I looked at the hero stand, and saw Endeavour, staring darkly at her.
I crawled my hand in a fist, as I watched his cold stares, looking down on her.
'He is disregarding her because she could not participate in the sports festival...' This is what got to my mind from my analysis.
'I have to... I have to save them both from their past... to free Todoroki-kun form the grip of his father, and Todoroki-san from her lack of self regard and self esteem...
After all, I have gotten One For All to save people.
In addition, Todoroki-san have saved me back in the first day, from the loophole of cynic I was surrounding myself with...'
Yes... I had to save them. This was my duty, as the next All Might.
This is why, I should win my first match against Shinsou Hitoshi; to get to Todoroki, to fulfil my goal.
"How do you feel about it, nii-san? Getting to face Midoriya so early?" I asked my twin, studying his staring in the space expression.
My question woke him up from his thoughts.
"Imoto...? You're here...!" He said, his tone brightening slightly.
"Yeah, I let her stay for the games. I will be with her so do no worry." Aizawa sensei reassured him.
He thanked the teacher, then looked at me.
"How do you know he is going to win his first match?" He asked me, raising an eyebrow.
I laid a hand on my cheek.
'Well I do not know how myself... I just, know.'
"It's a hunch." I answered simply. He nodded in understanding.
I suddenly felt a strange urge to hug him. I do not know, it was maybe the vibes of sadness and pain he was emitting, despite him masking them so desperately, or maybe it was the pain I was feeling under the pressure of Endeavour's glare.
But I did not. I do not make such actions in public, I just feel it is... awkward.
"Are you going to go out...?" I asked him, his expression answering everything.
"Yeah... any place away from here is good." He grunted, glaring at Endeavour's position.
"I...!"
'I don't want you to fall in his hellish flames!'
I wanted to protest, but I remembered Aizawa sensei's words: "Trust him."
He looked at me questionably. I swallowed everything inside of my heart and smiled brightly.
"I just wanted to say, good luck...! And... and that I trust you...!!" I said instead.
His eyes widened, and a small glint replaced the cold emptiness they were in. He nodded determined as a response, then left the stadium to clear his mind.
Aizawa sensei patted my shoulder, as sign of pride of me, sort of.
"You won't regret your choice." He said, watching nii-san's retreating back.
I nodded, plunging in my thoughts, as the pain inside my chest eased a little bit.
'I hope so...'
After playing some games with Jirou, Yaoyorouzu and Uraraka, having a heated moment with Bakugou where he mocked me for my inability to participate (without any malicious intent, that is), a small chat with Shoji and Mina, I had to go back to the controlling room.
The strange thing is, that the same boy with indigo hair, kept popping my sight wherever I was gone to. I still could not pin point where I saw him, and every time I tried to remember, my dark quirk was blocking the way with a large metallic locked door I felt like I saw before; so I stopped trying.
'Why is this happening...?'
I could not find any answer for this question. Then only thing that was lingering inside, was a feeling of strange longing and an unexplainable comfort.
'What is this...?'
"Now... let's start the battle!!" Yamada sensei yelled through the mic, announcing the start of the first battle. It was between Midoriya, the green boy of our class, and Hitoshi Shinsou, who turned out to be the same indigo haired guy from before.
"Readyyyyyy!!!!" Present Mic screamed, meanwhile Shinsou said something (I obviously did not hear) to Midoriya that made him lose his cool.
"Staaaaaart!!!" And sensei announced the battle.
Midoriya rushed at Shinsou, yelling angrily at him: "What did you say!!!"
At the same moment, Midoriya came to a full stop. He looked so lifeless like a doll.
'What did just happen...?'
I felt strange; there were strange vibes coming from Shinsou, the moment Midoriya stopped.
"And so, I win." He claimed confidently.
"What happened? The moment the match started, Midoriya came to a full stop?!!" Present Mic commented loudly.
"It is his quirk, isn't it sensei?" I asked Aizawa sensei, who was searching between the students files. He looked up at me, questioning in his eyes.
"You mean you do not remember?" He asked.
I looked at him, puzzled.
'I do not... remember...?'
"What do you mean... sensei...?" I asked him, requesting more information.
The locks on the metallic door started moving.
He stared at me for a minute.
"You met him when you were four years old. You actually have saved him from bullies, and you were scolded by me for using your quirk without having a licence, back when you were in Naruhata's kindergarden."
A purple haired boy looked at me, emptiness and despair in his eyes.
I held my head in pain.
The locks moved again, more violently.
Everything finally fell in place.
"Shinsou... Hitoshi-kun...!" I exclaimed under my breath.
"He failed the practical Heroics exam because the nature of his quirk, despite the fact that it is a force to be reckoned with." Aizawa sensei explained.
'How... how did I forget this...!!'
I looked through the window, and watched as Midoriya walked slowly to the bounds of the field.
Suddenly though, I felt a strong feeling of dispatch from my body. I saw eight pair of yellow eyes, staring at me. The one farthest away reached out his hand to me. My heart bumped violently, and darkness, very similar to the one I wielded ten years ago in our mansion's kitchen surrounded me. Breathing became harder and harder to the point I felt myself choking.
"Take a deep breath... he... c-n't... control... y-o..." The owner of the farthest eyes said softly, though his voice was so far away.
And as fast as it came, everything was gone, and replaced by sickly worried red glowing eyes and floating black hair and scarf.
"Are you alright?" Aizawa sensei asked.
"The darkness..." I mumbled silently.
Then I felt like if a bubble popped in my brain, and full consciousness was back.
"Huh... what happened...?!" I looked around, my senses of existing cleared up by now.
"Todoroki. What happened?" Sensei asked, dead serious.
"A vision..." I answered simply.
He exhaled and looked at his device that was beeping normally. He sighed then looked back through the window, his nerves staying on edge.
"Midoriya! He came to halt!!" Yamada sensei described what was happening to my green headed classmates, immediately getting my attention.
I got closer to the window and observed; Midoriya was glaring at Shinsou, covering his mouth, and the latter was desperately trying to get him to talk.
"There is no gateway for success for me with this quirk, not that a person like you would ever understand." He started, pain and jealousy turning to frustration. Midoriya was still silent, rushing to him.
"You have been blessed by a perfect quirk! Someone like you would never understand!!" He screamed again, angrily.
'But shinsou...'
He and Midoriya fought hand briefly, a small fight that ended with Midoriya getting a bleeding nose in addition to two broken fingers, and Shinsou out of bounds.
'...You are blessed too.'
This chapter was kinda crazy and tons of fun to write. I really enjoyed writing multiple perspectives, especially the Shinsou flashback part! Hope you guys enjoyed it too!!
Also one thing, I want to thank Christine Ryan because she reviews her opinion about the chapters of this story. Please everyone, your opinion matters to me a lot, more than you can imagine, it's the key for my improvement after all!! So please review, for this poor little writer here!Thanks and enjoy!
Regards.
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