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Midoriya's pov:
My arms hurt, my legs as well. I groaned as I opened my eyes.
Through my blurry vision I saw smoke, green leaves and the night sky.
I also heard someone gasping for air. Murmurs around me started to make sense.
"We need to hurry!"
"Where are the others?"
I lifted my head and started coughing. Someone was carrying me on their back.
I noticed who it was.
"Midoriya, are you awake?" Shoji asked.
I felt dizzy and sleepy. "Shoji?" I managed to mumble.
"Yes, Midoriya. Try to stay calm. We are almost back at camp." He said.
I felt something wet on my forehead and I tried to reach it, but I immediately regretted it. I couldn't move my arms. Maybe they were broken?
'How did this happen?' I thought. Nothing made sense. We were running away from someone or something, the forest was on fire and I was terribly injured.
The image of a kid popped suddenly in my mind and my vision started turning white. "Kota..." I said. Just before I blacked out.
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I had a strange dream. A dream in which I ran through the dark and isolated city. I tried to sense what I was feeling, but I couldn't. I was looking at it all from above, as if I were flying. I squinted my eyes to make out my facial expression.
Was I... grinning?
I reached out to myself and got closer.
I was dressed in a formal white shirt, black pants and a vest. On my hands I wore black leather gloves.
I came to a halt near an alley, tightened my dark green tie and got on one knee. I peered at the floor.
I paid close attention to what was happening with myself in the dream.
"Where is it?" I mumbled as I searched around the floor. My pants got dusty as I crawled through the street.
"Ah-ha!" I exclaimed. "Now this is what I was looking for ~ " I said carefully.
I saw what I was looking at, it was a newspaper article. It said...
I gasped. 'First year, UA student missing. Investigations assure he is the son of Kamino's main villain.'
I saw the subtitles and pictures. 'Izuku Midoriya started his school year at UA claiming in his admission papers, his father was working abroad. But recent events might have ignited the sense of doubt among citizens...'
I couldn't stop reading. I was so shocked. Who was this villain from Kamino, and why was I involved?
"...Citizens believed that student, Izuku Midoriya was to be a promising hero in the future, however..."
There were some columns below a photo of myself. I read:
"Yamamoto Eileen, elder age 70:
I saw his performance during UA's transmission of the sports festival. He got hurt every time. My poor heart couldn't take it! That boy always helped me with the groceries when I went home. But...
'But?' I thought.
My other self turned the page, as if he knew I was reading.
"... He started behaving strangely recently, almost as if he was another person. He didn't help me anymore, and not just that, he actually made fun of me for being unable to carry my bags."
I placed my hand above my mouth. I remembered that lady. It was true, I always helped her.
"Ha! Stupid lady, I never gave a damn about her." My other self suddenly spat.
I started sweating cold. What was going on?
"(Eileen sighs) But I suppose there is no other resolve to this, after meeting his father, I guess he showed his true colors."
I was shocked, terrified. Why would something like that happen to me?
In contrast, my other self started laughing. "I love reading this, it makes me feel like the center of the universe!"
A shadowy silhouette started coming towards us. "Son, are you reading that again?" A deep voice resonated through the alley.
I pulled a face. "It is my daily motivation, dad! There is no one else but you rooting for me."
'D-dad?'
He came near the light. He was a tall slim man, with short straight white hair and green eyes.
He gave me his hand. "Come on Izuku, we need to go."
I got up and placed the article in one of my pants' pockets.
I grabbed his hand and left with him.
"Wait! Who are you!" I yelled. "Are you really my father?"
They couldn't hear me.
I felt tears stream from my eyes. "Dad, was that really you?" I mumbled.
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