A Shitty Backstory

Bakugo and Uraraka had seen a lot of shit in their time as heroes. At 23 years old, Bakugo had been through hell and back to get to where he was today, sacrificing his body, emotions, and mind for the sake of being a good enough hero. He had changed a lot about himself, from being an egotistical child with a god-complex at the ripe age of 6 years old, to a moody, insufferable teen who had somehow managed both a superiority and inferiority complex in the same power-crazed brain, now to a hot-headed, slightly less irrational, and workaholic young man who had seen enough ups and downs to make him mentally 75 years old.

The same could be said for Uraraka, who in her 22 years of life had really gone through some shit. Enduring the years of catcalling, body-shaming, and constant insults from the very people she worked so hard to save, her outlook on life changed drastically as she grew up. She learned things about herself, that she was glad she didn't turn into the construction-loving contractor she dreamed of being at 8 years old, and she found a love for heroism beyond needing a large paycheck when she was 15 years old. Now, she was everyone's favorite hero at 22, but her mishaps and missions of all sorts made her question the world she lived in sometimes.

Whether they were 22/23, 16, or 6 years old, nothing could have ever amounted to the level of disgust they felt in this very moment in time.

"You know, I was going to let you two profess some cheap ass love confessions to each other, but I have to be honest. My lab has gone to shit, my assistant has betrayed me, and I'm probably going to get my ass kicked," The Doctor said, swaying to the two heroes in the lifting darkness. Bakugo put a hand in front of Uraraka as if he were pushing her behind him, but she stood her ground firmly beside him. The two could see the Doctor was already injured, large lesions and scratches all over her torso, her white coat ripped at the ends to show a particularly large cut on her thigh that would prove to be fatal in the next 20 minutes. But as these things go, of course her face was untouched, and her silvery hair still floated in the non-existent wind effortlessly.

For a woman facing certain doom or indefinite jail time if she lived, she was still as menacingly beautiful as ever.

"For whatever reason you came into my lab and ruined all my shit with your sick love-story, I'm not too sure." The Doctor continued, still stepping to them.

"You abducted us, you crazy bitch," Uraraka spat out.

"Shut up!" The Doctor yelled back. She twitched as she walked to them, giving the heroes a horrible gut feeling. "You two ruined everything, and the worst part is, you didn't even know it!"

"I created this lab when I was 25. I was just a simple lab technician, I was engaged to this really great guy and everything. At first, everything was perfectly legal, we were researching genetic mutations from the newest generation of Quirk users, we had consent from their parents and all." Bakugo and Uraraka just looked at the Doctor as she spoke. "I wasn't even involved really, just behind the scenes, keeping everything in operation. Then he showed up."

"What the fuck does this have to do with us?" Bakugo interrupted.

"Would you shut the fuck up?" The Doctor groaned. "Can I have this moment? I'm on my literal deathbed, can I just get a fucking second? Christ. Anyways, I was not only engaged, but I was expecting. My fiance wanted our baby to inherit his genes and keep his hero name going, kind of like a little legacy or something I dunno. I wanted my child to go into Quirk Studies, kind of do a little hero work without being on the front lines, ya know?"

At this point, Bakugo and Uraraka had calmly sat down on the cold concrete floor.

"But he showed up. SoothSayershowed me the possibilities he saw through his creepy old eyes, claiming that the child I was going to have was going to be more like its father. I was devastated to say the least, but my fiance was overjoyed. Seeing him happy kind of diluted the pain I guess, and so I just kept at my job. But I got to thinking, if one man had the ability to foresee quirks, then surely with enough research we could splice together certain genes and get desired results,"

"Don't fucking tell me..." Bakugo whispered to Uraraka, who had gotten invested in the Doctor's story.

"So without my husband knowing, I practiced on myself, well really my unborn child. I gave her the genes to be more like me, more able to create miracles for the world in the name of science. It was all thanks to SoothSayer that I could do it, but in reality he fucked up my whole life. By the time I went into labor with my daughter, I was excited for a little mini-me, but the shit that fell out of my vagina, oh my God it was horrible. My husband passed out on the spot, and when he regained consciousness, he immediately called off our engagement, and left me to deal with the little shit. But I couldn't do it. I couldn't believe that was my child, it didn't even cry right at night. I did what any mother would do," The Doctor said, stopping in her tracks. Her eternally flowing hair stopped flowing, falling in her face as she looked down at her feet.

"I killed her." She said, not once looking up. "I killed my daughter, and my ex-fiance for leaving me, of course. But I couldn't give up, not with SoothSayer telling me there was still another way. So I opened this lab. and for the past 5 years I've been kidnapping couples, trying to reproduce the perfect offspring, an equal mix of quirks that will eventually help the world." The Doctor snapped her head up, eyes glowing crazily as she smiled wide, the same sick, unnatural smile Uraraka remembered the first time they met. "When you two showed up in my lab, I was overjoyed."

Bakugo barely picked up a slithering sound in the back of room, but the lack of light made whatever was moving barely visible. It sounded wet and fleshy, like a blob was pulling itself along the floor behind the Doctor.

"It's funny, you guys kind of reminded me of me and my fiance," The Doctor chuckled. "I was so invested in you guys, I completely abandoned the tests that I did in my other facilities, because you guys didn't deserve that. There's something real between you two, and the tests I put you through were merely a test of candidacy for the real deal your friends already went through."

The sound got closer, and Uraraka could hear two distinct patterns of movement. She looked over at Bakugo nervously, and he looked back at the Doctor.

"So what, you're pushing 30, lonely as fuck, a murderer, and a psycho because you couldn't just push out a fucking kid, and it's our fault this all went to shit?" He said bluntly.

"Katsuki!" Uraraka nudged him, as if this were the place to be polite.

"Yes, you inconsiderate, egotistical fuck." The Doctor hissed. "Tell me something, Katsuki, how long do you actually expect this little thing to go on?"

"What?" Bakugo asked, standing up.

"Realistically, how long can you put up with our lovely Ochako here?" The Doctor asked. "You're down here risking your life for a girl who took two months to choose between you and a bird, when you could've just left her here and let her call for help like she wanted to. You went through all of this shit, with her in mind, just to sit here and patronize me for having my family's best interest at heart."

"This isn't the same situation here," Bakugo said, taking a defensive stance.

"I dunno Sparky," The Doctor said. "Your lab results came back, you're 100% in love with this ditz. It kind of hurts to see you don't get where I'm coming from," Silvery hair picking back up in the air, the Doctor raised a hand tentatively, offering it to whatever was moving behind her. "After all,"

The two mounds of flesh picked themselves up, managing their way on either side of the Doctor with little groans and ragged breathing.

"You're a parent too."

Keigo and Midoriya had finally picked up the path Bakugo and Uraraka chose when they heard a bloodcurdling scream from a nearby hallway.

"That's Ochako," Keigo breathed out, not wasting any time to fly down the hallway. Midoriya followed, green lightening cackling around the hall as they raced to the door on the end.

When they reached the end of the hall, Uraraka spilled out of the room at the end, trying to back away as fast as she could. Scrambling to get to her feet, she didn't even try to see Keigo or Midoriya as she started to run, desperate to get away. Explosions from the room rocked the hallway, and Midoriya could hear Bakugo's strained screams. Running straight into Keigo, Uraraka scratched and hit all over him, trying to move him so she could run.

"O...Ochako!" Keigo said, holding her arms. "Calm down, what the hell is going on?!" He asked her, scanning her eyes for hope. But her eyes moved everywhere, her tired little mind beyond any point of real comprehension.

"K-Keigo...?" She whispered. "This is a dream right? Is this another test? P-please be real, Keigo, I can't go through this again," She said quietly.

"Test...Midoriya this isn't what you reported," Keigo snapped his eyes to the other male, who was already one foot in the room with Bakugo and the Doctor.

"I know!" He called out. "Something isn't right."

Keigo stood Uraraka up straight and shook her around to catch her focus. "O, I need you to tell me what's in that room."

Uraraka seemed to snap out of it long enough to look back at the room then Keigo, his eyes full of worry and concern instead of the usual charm she had grown used to. She took a small breath and swallowed. "She made these things, they're like hybrids of us," She said, stepping away from Keigo and turning back to the room.

"They're your kids, Ochako! An exact replica like mine!" The Doctor yelled out from the room. Bakugo's blasts followed subsequently, along with Midoriya's surprised yells. Keigo looked over at Uraraka once more, and though she seemed composed enough, the dullness of her eyes shouted at him that she wasn't okay, and he forced her face to his.

"You don't have to do this, you know." He told her calmly. "You can sit here, we can take care of it, and I'll get you back home, I promise." His eyes never left hers, and for a second, she felt something flicker in her heart. But when she heard Bakugo yell again, her head snapped to the room, and she pushed herself away from Keigo.

"No Keigo," She said, fixing her shoulders and prepping herself. "I think I need to finish this."