Owned Not BY ME. How I wish it was. Lol

Just read a Fanfic and said I need to write this headcanon that has been in my head for like forever. So enjoy

Ps. please forgive grammar

-KNZ

"Sometimes reality is cruel, but that reality is what keeping you strong." - Kurosora

Tartarus Prison: Some unknown day - Some unknown time

Two security guards stare intently at the fed with exhaustion. On the right, one is munching on a bag of chips. On the left, the other one is trying to find anything to keep him awake.

"I know this a totally crazy dude," ~crunch~ "but I can't bring myself to be scared when he is locked up like this." Grabbing another handful of chips from the bag.

"Agreed, but I guess when you have a gun pointed at your head, you would be docile too." Said the one on the left

"True. True." Resting on fiddling with his phone. He looked up at a monitor displaying the prisoner's brainwaves.

"Looks like he is sleeping."

"He always looks like he is sleeping." Grabbing another chip from the bag.

How could the guards know of what an idle mind could do? Idle minds linger on every moment, waiting for the unknown. Once the unknown came, what could stop them from acting, but chaos always came from it. Electricity shootout in every direction as hands cut a hole into the black abyss. The hands grabbed the opening and spread it apart. Tearing into it, the void sent lightning to deter the intruder's actions. The intruder biting back with electricity of his own. Finally inside, he stood admiring the damage he caused to the abyss.

"Ah, you really had me there–what with the lightning and all. A collective consciousness that can affect the user. Intriguing, you guys are truly evolving "

"You can't be here. Leave!" Came a distorted voice. The intruder turned around as if he had just arrived home. Examine the formation, its being covering the mindscape like a cloth draping a table.

"I come for a visit. We have not seen one another in eons."

"We have seen one another through many of my mediums. And those same mediums tell me to remove you.

"O~h, I suppose they would. I will humor your request to be wiped from existence."

UA

Izuku's day started like typically, but it quickly declined. During breakfast, he felt like something was dragging his mind away. It called to him through a veil of familiarity. Iida's chopping hand movements only wake him as he said something about being late. Aizawa Sensei calling him out for his lack of attention. Trying to recenter on the lesson only resulted in the fog growing. And then Izuku was in his room staring out his window. He attempted to recall what happened that day, but after homeroom, he had nothing. 'Maybe this will go away tomorrow, and I can focus. If it doesn't I will have to see Recover Girl.' He could only dread what she might say come tomorrow. Locking his worry away, he plopped on to his bed, and the dark endlessness engulfed him.

Peace eluded him as he stepped into a waking dream if you could call it that. Izuku checked his face and felt his mouth peering down, relieved that the rest of his body was intact. 'Okay, everything is here. Wait, everything is here.'

"I've been groggy all day. That was you right." The walls echoed, but nothing talked back. "One for all–!" shouted into the mindscape. An unnerving feeling settled in his body, and the longer he stood there, the more it grew. Deciding that stand wasn't helping him, he started walking.

'This doesn't make sense–where is everybody. It's not like they got jobs or anything, right?' his pace quickened as did his thoughts, 'The first time I was here, One for all showed me his memories. The second time I was yelled at–grated, they didn't intend that to happen, but this…' coming to a halt, 'Something is not right.' Everything in him screams that he needed to leave before he was trapped.

"Ah, I was wondering when you would show up." 'This voice… I would never forget it.' Izuku turned his head enough to snap it.' This can't be, not here! He can't be here, he can't.'

There in the vacant space stood All for one. He was younger, not the monstrous-looking man that he knows. He looked polished in his slim black custom suit. His black curly hair covered his eyes. 'He's not real. He's a memory. Yeah, just a memory. Yup, that got to be it. Just a memory that was waiting on someone in the past that isn't me. And so happened to talk and look right at me.'

"Hello, Izuku. It has been a while, though that wasn't really a meeting." His voice was pleasant yet expressed malice occupied the blank space. Alone Izuku stood facing his master's nemesis.

Okay I sleep. I lied still NOW I sleep

Will be Doing edits on my chp sooooo...

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