"It's hard to breathe... and everything is dark... what happened? Did I die? Was I really run over by that truck like in animes? But... I don't understand"

Himitsu's subconscious had finally kicked in and now she was contemplating her current predicament while laying in her crib. A blanket draped across the lower half of her body and a small plain white pajama clinging to her body. Of course our protagonist couldn't actually see these things since she had yet to open her lovely eyes. Stuff was difficult for babies after all.

"Ok... I need to think... what was the last thing I remember, it might help me right now... time had seemed to stop, and that weird guy randomly began spouting off random stuff about choices and whatnot. After that I ended up getting run over I think. So am I in a hospital? Is this a coma?"

The baby mumbled and wiggled around a bit before resuming her normal position of laying upon her back splayed out.

"No I have at least some motor function with my limbs, however it seems to be very little. Next I should try and open my eyes"

Himitsu strained against the heavy eye lids, get irises peaking out from below the bits of flesh before being blocked once more. Still she had managed to grab a small glimpse of what appeared to be never ending red, after all, the first color that babies can see is red, at least for a little while.

"Alright so I can barely see but only what appears to be a never ending red blur. I cant even get up, I have no strength at all. The only thing left to do is cry out for help?"

The child began to let off soft wails before raising them in volume. The sudden noise and type of noise threw Himitsu off for a moment, causing her to hiccup and pause in her attempts to communicate with anything at all.

"Was that a... cry? Wait a damn minute... unable to move very well, only see red, and crying... don't tell me... I've become a baby!?!?!?!"

Himitsus crying started off again but this time it was in full force as her bodies response system kicked in and magnified her frustrations. What could have been cursing from a person who could speak, was translated to wailing and clenched fists.

The sound of approaching footsteps completely missed our protagonist as she became red in the face and screamed at the top of her lungs. Shots burst through the door, his eyes franticly scanning the room for anything that could have upset his adorable little angel, thankfully he found nothing. Sighing just a bit, he walked over and reached down into the crib and pulled out his daughter.

"Good morning sweetheart, I think it's a little early for you to be up however. Maybe your just hungry" the comfort of a warm body holding her calmed the frantic Himitsu her mind still reeling at the possibility that she may have actually died.

"What's that muffled sound? Kinda sounds like words? Not English... or at least I can't tell if it is... did I get a head injury?!?! Yay totally! This is a hospital so there must be babies crying elsewhere, im not dead! Right?"

While the child contemplated for any rational explanation from her manga riddled brain, Shota carried her from the room and prepared the needed things to feed a baby who was only about a week or two old. His tired expression had a softness to it as he cared for his daughter, nothing else seemed to grab his attention as fast as she did. Not even the cats who were rubbing against his leg and purring loudly.

"You got quiet fast… did you just want to be held? Is that it?" He lifted up Himitsu so that they were eye level and made a weird face. The blur that she managed to see was strange but a little funny. Her body let out small little hiccups, echoes of her small crying sessions.

"This person… yah im going to call whatever this thing is… a person. With how much movement that's been going on I now have two hypothesis. One! That I am now just a head and am being moved to a better facility, very unlikely. Two! That I have been reincarnated like some of my favorite mangas, sadly if this is true then I will be stuck in this form for awhile"

Himitsu grumbled internally as she was carried to the couch and swaddled into another surprisingly comfy blanket.

The cats, whom the staff at UA had brought over for the Aizawas, were numerous. There were at least more then five seen at one given time but Shota was pretty sure others lurked in the darkness at the edges of his vision. That part didn't really matter, the thing that did was the very fluffy grey feline that was making its way towards the two.

"Meow?" It called up at them, Shota diverting his attention for a short moment before back to the bundle in his arms. This did not please the cat who then jumped upon a neighboring cushion and decided to see what was taking his attention. What the cat saw was a tuft of silvery hair and a scrunched up face, of course this wasn't something that particularly interested the cat. Except that it's motherly urges pushed it to go lay down next to the strange things head.

Shota cocked an eyebrow before rolling his eyes and presented Himitsu to the cat. Both of them just looked at each other, the cat then meowed very very loudly, explaining something to all other cats in the house.

"Alright folks, I've only known this thing for about fifteen seconds, but if anything were to happen to it I would kill all of you and then myself" the cat purred softly as she rubbed up against baby Himitsu, their words causing the turning of many heads who now also sauntered over to see what creature this was.

Shota Aizawa then spent the rest of the day keeping cats at bay and caring for his baby girl. That child was a cat magnet.

Chapter three complete!

Ok folks so I forgot to explain something from last time. While there may be time skips amounting in months or years for the first part of the story, it will be awhile before we begin getting closer and closer to the actual MHA timeline.

Anyways, thanks for the support and I hope you keep enjoying my story. I love hearing from you guys!