DAY 2645: SUBJECT #12…

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"Subject No.12 has shown little to no improvement, any longer and she'll…"

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Looking up from her notepad, Inko Midoriya, head scientist for the "QSP", Quirk Synthesis Program, looked at a young child she had been monitoring for nearly 2 years. Within the program, several strands of DNA were taken from one subject. A man their world feared. A man known as "All For One."

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"All For One." Inko spoke as she sat back in her chair and looked up at the ceiling, then began to write. "After claiming victory over the world's government, he placed fear in people hearts to ensure that no one would retaliate against him. And thus, created this program after spending nearly 100 years created a society for himself alone."

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Dropping the pen and closing her eyes, she leaned her head back and placed both arms on the armrest, and sighed. Thinking about what happened with her when All For One approached her, caused her to shiver.

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"I lost my son to that man, and many 'heroes' who have tried to fight back, all but failed and died at his hands." As Inko try to repress the memories of the past, the door to where she worked opened and the light turned on showing the inside of her little workspace.

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Her room was a light gray color, common for a room made of nothing but metal. On the ceiling hung two large, perpendicular lights that illuminated the entirety of the small room. Other than, the bookshelves which stored files of the children under her care in the program, and the desk in front of her, nothing really stood out.

All but the man that entered.

His wicked smile sent a cold shiver down Inko's spine. It caused her to freeze in place, and just stare at the open door, as the man walked in. But even as he walked, the man continued to smile. His broad shoulders, his chiseled chin, and his dark, red, menacing eyes, all but caused Inko to stand up quickly from her chair and back up to the wall on her right.

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"There is no need for you to be so 'scared' of me." He said, placing emphasis on 'scared.'

"No…need." Inko's voice shivered at the man's presence. "You, took me without my consent, and had my unborn child killed." Inko spoke trying her best to keep a long distance away from the man before her. "I have plenty of reasons to be scared of you."

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The man laughed.

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"You're right. You do have to be scared of me. But you…" The man began to close the distance, until he was face-to-face with Inko. "You don't have to be." As he placed his, monster of a right hand, on Inko's left cheek, Inko began to fear for her life. Then as he brought his face closer to her, the man whispered into Inko's ear. "I'll be taking you, as my wife, for all of your hard work. You should consider yourself luck." The man spoke with confidence, as he began to back up. "Not many get to hear such kind words from me…All for One." All For One mentioned his name proudly to Inko. "Oh, and just so we are clear. You…don't have a choice."

"Like I ever had one to begin with." Inko spoke, as her anger began to boil from the inside.

"That's right, you never had a choice." As All for One finished speaking to Inko, he directed his attention to the young girl playing alone in the corner of a big room. Far bigger than the room Inko was in.

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The room was painted white, with a bunch of children, ranging from 2 years of age to what looked to be 14. But the little girl All for One was interested in was the girl in the corner of the room. Closer to the glass window, as she paid no mind to the man who looked through it, she continued to play with the small blocks she had, and just continued to stack them, even though they collapsed due to poor structure.

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Watching once more for a few more seconds, All for One left. As the door to Inko's office shut, she collapsed to the ground, and had begun to pant very heavily. For fear for her life, she never thought that All for One himself would be coming into her office for any reason. She was used to the neglect from his minion, but for himself to appear before her was sort of shocking to her. After managing to calm herself down, she stood up and looked through the glass window, only to see the young girl All for One looked at staring into the glass. Her long, unwashed black hair hung from her head. Her small, thin little body, that looked like it wasn't going to last long had begun to shake, due to standing for so long. Her blackish-silver eyes showed no emotion whatsoever. Her white gown, that looked to be unchanged for years, had started to look worn out and tattered. But out of everything that Inko saw on this little girl, the only thing that stood out to her was the dark crimson red streak of hair that hung from the right side of her head to just below her right eye. Out of every child in the room, this girl was the only one who possessed such an oddity. And because of it, the other children kept their distance from her. Feeling sorry for the girl, Inko just stared at her, knowing full well of her limitations.

But ever so slowly, Inko noticed the young girl placing her hand on the glass and waited. Out of instinct, Inko approached the glass and placed her hand parallel to the girl's. Even though their hands were separated by the glass between them, Inko subconsciously felt the young girl's warmth. A warmth that a young child, who had been neglected by other's, shouldn't have. Smiling sweetly at this young trooper, Inko noticed the young girl smiling sweetly back. Surprised by this, Inko backed from the glass and stared in disbelief.

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"Can she see me through the glass?" Inko asked herself. "But that's impossible, because…The glass is similar to the wall of the room she's in."

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Looking from the girl's perspective, the glass that stood before her was nothing but a cushioned wall, but for this girl, she clearly saw the woman, her caretaker behind it, shocked to see her standing just before the room.