He won't show it but the killing his own people brought him pain. He loved his people so dearly, but he has to cling to his authority, anything..

"Looks like you've run out of authority." Bakugou smirked in victory.

"It seems so." He held his sword with a tight grip, it was the only thing between him and death after all. One after the other they lunge at him, striking both his heart and body. He could feel himself crack under every slash, taking the life of the people he cherished the most.

Iida did nothing... He didn't challenge him, it would only end in defeat, but he won't fight for him, again defeat. He's followed Midoriya all his life, obeyed every command, looked up to his strong mentality that befits a true leader. He would be fine with him being on omega but.. traditions and practically his very way of life reject that.

Midoriya grunted with pain at every blow they manage to get in, but of course they crumble at his strength. He breathes heavily as the wounds stack up, small cuts and large cuts sting like a bitch even his the wound that had been healing on his chest crackled open from the sudden movements. It won't work, why is he still clinging on to nothing?

Betas hop in as well, their strength lower but multiple at once made Midoriya weaker and weaker. He sliced down more of the people he called family after having none at all for years. He stood on the chair soaking in blood and slams his foot down. He roared like a truly powerful Alpha which made everyone's blood run cold. They couldn't over look his strength, the strength both he and his own family beat into him since childhood.

He backed up from the bloody massacre and his people's hesitation. Nothing's working.. He whimpered softly, enough for no one to hear. Midoriya was defeated, his only luck is the land. He should have done this a long time ago, Midoriya turned his back to his home, facing the forest and ran.

He ran and ran until he could not hear his p-.. the people run after him after a long time.. He couldn't stay long, he was bleeding too much and they would catch up to him quickly. Midoriya quickly disrobed his tribal cloth, leaving him with a simple pair of shorts. His feet managed to actually carry him to the river after the short break.

Midoriya dove into the lake, ridding himself of blood that clung to his skin. He swam with the current until he found himself miles and miles away from that death-ridden place. Midoriya heaved while crawling to the outer bank. His tribal paint was long gone, he had to admit it made him feel a little sad.

Midoriya looked around and found a large tree. It's perfect. He climbed the grand tree, it's old with thick branches. He cringed at the seering pain that begged him to fucking stop already. He finally found himself at a perfect branch, thick and hidden by the leaves below. Midoryia breathed a sigh of relief and leaned against the ancient wood, allowing sleep to devour his quite exhausted mind.

Bakugou was on the hunt with the people. Kirishima and Uraraka followed, not knowing what else to do. They sniffed out his bloody trail, following it as quickly as they could. The trail grew bigger, it seems that he slowed down. They find themselves a larger pool clearly, he had stopped here.

Suddenly the trail went thin once more, Midoriya had run for it again. They follow that and ended up in the river. The people growl in frustration. He could be miles away!

Most gave up. After all, they need to realign the kingdom, someone has to take his place, someone right like Midoriya was. Iida was obviously the runner-up, he knew how the kingdom functioned, he was the one who observed the old chief closely. Iida attempted to decline multiple times but caved, the kingdom needed someone to run it..

Midoriya woke up. He he let out a strained whiner as he pathetically attempted to move slightly, his entire body ached painfully. It's just about the only thing he hated about sleep: it feels worse when you have rest. Looked like his wounds have stopped bleeding so much, good. He groaned and apologised to his body, he had to get off the tree. Which he did, his body definitely did not accept the apology, trying to punish him in any way it could think of.

He sniffed around for any signs of life, he was way out of his blessed land so he couldn't naturally detect it as he would've at home. Royals were able to sense things on the blessed land, it is proof of both the gods and of royal lineage. Also why the tribe/capitol was placed there.

It looked like no humans is here, only mother nature running her natural course. He hobbled further, finding a large tree branch and using it as support. He needed to get out of the kingdom and into the Todoroki's. This was very complicated, he had to pass both his own and Bakugou's territory to reach the destined land. It's one of the reasons why he allied with the Todorokis, the Bakugous are rash but they are sandwiched between the Todorokis and Midoriya.

Eventually night fell. He found a nice old tree once again, not nearly as perfect but better than nothing. He hoisted himself up painfully and drifted back to sleep.

"Bakugou, why are we still following him?" Kirishima looks up concerned.

"Cuz he's mine." The Alpha didn't look back to see his face that likely screamed 'you're being unreasonable again'.

"Yours?? Are you thinking of claiming him?"

"I will mate him. 'Cuz he's my damn omega." He growled at the inferior.

"Bakugou! You can't just do that!" The spiky-haired inferior scolded.

"I can, I fucking will." He huffed.

"Hey! There will be no mating until I fix him up!" Uraraka intervened crossly.

"Hah?! I'll do whatever the fuck I want!" He finally turned around to Uraraka.

"That's childish! If you want to mate him so badly you should make sure there's someone to mate!!" Her eyes twitched with anger.

"Fuck you!"

"No thanks!" She crossed her arms. Bakugou scowled with displeasure.

"You're out of line." He growled.

"You're the.. one who wants to kill him..." She said in a less defiant voice.

"Shouldn't you learn a lesson?" He stomped toward her.

"Bakugou- don't. She's new, she doesn't know any better." Kirishima warns. Bakugou ignored him. He angrily glared at the girl who was suddenly cowering, fearing the worst. He raised his hand, she flinched and closed her eyes, and he smacked her harshly, leaving a big red mark on what used to be a healthy pink and not an irritated red.

"Talk back again and those round cheeks won't be the thing to worry about." He hovered over her, flaunting his dominance. Don't get him wrong, it's not his preference to abuse people but as the crown Prince, he must exercise his authority.

"Bakugou.." Kirishima muttered in defeat.

"I've been too lenient on you two." The tone makes them shiver. He walked off with the two in pursuit.

Uraraka awkwardly careessed her face which is now turning into a light shade of purple. Both cheeks stung with fresh tears simply from the pain. She shouldn't have pressed like that, especially to royalty. It was completely out of place, she was only a doctor, she shouldn't speak up like that..

Author:

Eh... Sorry? I'm sure I've made it clear why he's being a jerk. I actually did the last scene last minute. So Uraraka talked back and I was just about to have him brush it off but thought, dude he's royalty and he's got an explosive personality, wouldn't it be insulting for him to brush it off?

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