Destiny Enforcement Knowledgeable Unit: "D.E.K.U."
DISCLAIMER: Kōhei Horikoshi is the overlord of the My Hero Academia-verse. I own nothing from his universe. Just this unique short and depressing/angsty story. Cover by RolieRose.
It has been ten years since she had seen the country she loved forever under mass ruin and decay. Half the country was just rampant destruction and death as far as you can see. Survivors eked out living underground because of Tomura Shigaraki becoming like an unstoppable god with his multiple quirks and his mutated original quirk Decay. Ten years ago, she was promised by someone who she was deep in love with that he'd return to her safely after Shigaraki was dealt with. They found what remains of his non-decayed body in the ruins of what used to be Kyoto. And for ten years she had been left alone since his death to raise their son in a world besieged by evil incarnate.
The woman's name was Ochako Midoriya. She has a mature form and a mature face, her hair long and a shade of chestnut brown. Blush marks adorn her toned cheeks. Her brown eyes were hardened from ten years of fighting for survival. She was clad in her Pro Hero Costume, which hide the scars of battle that pock mark her body. She was known as Uravity. And today, she was venturing into Hatsume Laboratory, deep underground of what was once UA's entire campus and facility.
"Ochako?"
She stops.
Standing before her, blocking her from entering was Mei Hatsume. She had changed drastically over the ten years. For one radical change was her left arm was now a mechanical construct of a human limb. She lost her arm nine years ago, a year after Deku's murder.
"Mei… I…"
Mei frowned. The pink-haired woman sighed.
"Ochako… I don't think you want to…"
"I have to. For ten years I've known about what you and the others were doing. I have to see him… I need to see my husband… please…?"
Mei ran her right hand through the messy long locks of her pink hair.
"If they find out–"
"I don't care," she cuts off Mei. "I'm a front-liner. They can't get rid of me even if I do get caught."
Mei shakes her head.
"Make it quick, sweetie… I'll be in my room."
She walked away, leaving Ochako alone.
She entered the room, the doors closing behind her with a soft hiss. The room was aglow with the large construct in the center. Tears were falling.
"Izuku…" She choked on a sob, as she walked closer, hands shaking.
When she got close, she took note of the numerous wires and thick data cables falling from the ceiling and all implanted into his body. His arms, legs, back, spine, and his neck. He has smaller ones in his chest. His upper body was still human, although the skin has long since been replaced with replicated flesh to replace old scar tissue from the past years before and after death. She remembered his face, it looked just like it was ten years ago; youthful and full of vibrancy. His green hair was longer, still messy and looking very fluffy. He still has those freckle points on his cheeks. He still looked very built with a toned firm musculature. However, the differences ended there. Below the waist was all mechanical-made cyborg legs and pelvis which was covered by a layer of synthetic skin. His crotch area was smooth, however, with no identifying male features; he looked like a doll. His chest, which had a huge hole through it when his corpse was found, was filled with mechanical devices and parts. His sternum was opened, two panels like opened window shutters, a bright bluish white glow coming from the center area of the torso. It pulsed softly, as if it was a live soul. His beautiful green eyes were closed. He looked so peaceful, as if he was merely sleeping for ten years… instead of a corpse bring rebuilt and soon to be reanimated.
"Oh… Izuku… I miss you so much…"
Her trembling right hand slowly lifts up, and she gently caressed his surprisingly warm cheek. Her pinky finger was kept extended.
The tears fell from her eyes even more pronounced.
"If only… if only I went with you that day… maybe you'll be alive today… not here chained up by cables turning into a robot… turning into a weapon…"
She leaned close. Her sobs escaped her.
"I miss you so much. I miss your touches. I miss your voice. I miss your kisses. I miss everything about you, Izuku Midoriya."
She brought her lips up to his lips, and softly kissed, knowing full well she'll never get a reaction from a sleeping doll. She pulls away. She trembled.
"One day… we'll be together again… my darling Izuku…"
Five minutes of silence passed, the silence of the room broken by her trembling crying.
"If only you could see how grown our child has become. You'd have loved the hell out of Mamoru-kun. He's just like you, Izuku…"
She kissed his lips once more.
"No matter what… I will forever love you, Izuku."
With a final caress of his cheek, she forced herself to turn around and walk away.
She stops at the open doorway.
"I love you, Izuku Midoriya. And I'll never stop loving you, even if you're revived as a doll, a weapon." She took a deep breath, even as her tears never ceased. "Good-bye… my sweet Deku-kun…"
The doors closed as she exits the lab.
She walks away from the door, walking past Mei Hatsume who sees the woman's flowing tears, hearing her sniffles as she tried her hardest not to break down in the hallway. Mei didn't like to do this, either. Izuku was her best friend. The one person who trusted her with everything involving his hero costume and the support gadgets during their high school years. Mei only prayed that Izuku would forgive her for using his body to make a weapon. She knew, however, in a small way, that lovable dork would easily forgive her.
Ochako wiped away her tears and puts on a brave calm face as she eventually enters her living quarters, where her son Mamoru resided on the sofa doing his military heroics homework assignments. Mamoru looked up and gave his mom a warm smile. Ochako smiled back, sitting down next to her son and hugs him. The ten year old leans into his mom's warmth, continuing his homework assignments. Had Ochako stayed longer in the laboratory where her husband, Mamoru's father, resided, she would have seen something impossible.
Tears had fallen from the corners of D.E.K.U.'s eyes.