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I woke up on my bed, sheets all over the floor. I couldn't remember what I was doing last,

I guess I must have been really tired...

I stood up, my reflection in the mirror catching my eye. My horns, along with my black eyes, were gone. Another thing that seemed off, was the fact that I wasn't worried in the slightest. No fear or pain, only bliss, and happiness.

My urges had vanished, like the demon part of me had vanished into the shadows. There was nothing of those urges left... I felt normal for once.

I bolted for my door and ran down the stairs, "Mom!"

I saw her sitting on the couch downstairs, but as soon as I called her, she jumped, "I- Izuku?!"

I paused at the bottom of the staircase, "Mom? What is it?"

She looked shocked, "You're awake... after two days, you woke up."

"Two days?" I questioned.

She sighed, "You over-exerted yourself..."

I scratched behind my head and laughed, "I'm sorry about that."

I truly felt no sorrow, no guilt, no worry, even though I should have... I didn't.

I was happy for once, so I didn't question it, I couldn't.

"Are you feeling okay?" She asked me.

I responded with a jump, running over to her and plopping myself down on the couch next to her, "I've never felt better!"

She gave a soft smiled and patted me on the shoulder, "That's good."

I sat there for a moment thinking to myself, a moment of realization hit me on the head like a brick, "The UA Sports Festival, I still need to prepare for it."

"Don't you think you should take a break?" She asked out of worry for me, and I could see why.

"Mom, I feel fine," I smiled, "Trust me, I couldn't feel better than I do now."

She sighed with a nod, "First things first, there's something you have to do."

"And that would be?" I questioned.

"All Might contacted me after you weren't responding to his messages because you were unconscious," She explained, "He wanted to speak with you about the sports festival."

"Alright," I nodded as I kicked myself off the couch, "I'll give him a call!"

I hurried myself up to my room and dialed All Might's phone, it didn't take long for him to pick up.

"Young Midoriya, you're awake, that's a relief," He said as he answered.

I laughed a bit, "Yeah, sorry about that, I guess I didn't take into account how tired I might get. It was quite careless of me, I'll admit it."

He sighed with a slight laugh, "Yes, indeed it was, but you need not worry about that now."

"You wanted to speak with me about the sports festival?" I questioned him, "What is it?"

"It's actually more about your powers," He told me.

"Yeah, what about them?" I asked.

All Might's tone changed, "You already know just how dangerous they are, so I don't think I need to tell you what you can and cannot do."

I sighed but spoke with a bright tone, "Yup, I know."

"You seem to be enlightened, care to fill me in?" He asked.

"Yeah!" I cheered, "Ever since I woke up when I noticed my eye had gone back to normal I've just been so, upbeat."

"I'm glad to hear it, still, this one thing I'd like to ask you about," He told me.

"Sure, anything."

I heard him sigh, "When we last spoke, what had you seeming so distraught?"

"I've just been hearing some things," I paused, "I felt as if something was keeping me from speaking my mind, I'm sorry I didn't tell you before."

It took a moment, a long silence before he replied, "Voices?"

"Well, just one," I replied.

"Alright... Just-" He paused, "Just don't let your emotions get in the way of you making the right decisions."

"I won't," I paused with a chuckle, "Well I'll try, I'm only human."

"Okay, that's good," He answered, "I'll see you at the sports festival."

"See you then!" I hung up with a chime in my voice.

~ALL MIGHT~

"I'm only human," Huh...? He knows he's more than human, and he's unusually happy... especially after... that...

I met his mother after she had gone to the hospital because of something Izuku did, but he doesn't seem to remember.

It's almost like before but, he doesn't remember the slightest thing.

Amnesia?

It was certainly a possibility that he truly couldn't remember anything, we had no way of knowing the trauma caused by that event.

Was it even him that did it?

He had told me he was hearing things, his mother also told me that he had experienced some type of optical hallucination... but... he was in pain.

I didn't know what the voices were telling him, nor if what they were saying was the truth.

I hope he hadn't been listening to them... I've heard that the voices can be manipulative and deceitful.

I pondered thoughts about the sports festival and something had come to mind, There's another student like Izuku at UA...

The student wasn't a pureblood, still... It was enough to make certain one noticed.

I had seen this student in the halls a few times, he seemed quite curious about Izuku. To be honest, it might be because Izuku looks quite normal compared to others of the demon blood. If that's the case then it might be best to keep them away from each other but who knows, they might be able to help one another.

A few hours later I decided to head down towards the pier and watch the water, it was calming, it was something I needed to calm my head at the moment. I watched as the waves crashed against the sea wall until I heard three familiar voices cheering along behind me.

I turned back to see Uraraka, Iida, and Midoriya walking along together. One thing that caught my eye was that Midoriya wasn't wearing his monitor, but he was just as cheery as he was when I last talked to him.

It made me happy to see him smiling without a care in the world and with his friends. He had been pushing them away from him a little bit ever since the second day at UA and the USJ, I couldn't blame him...

Still, I didn't know why he wasn't wearing his monitor. Even if he isn't wearing it he should at least always have it in him, I'll need to speak with him about this...

~URARAKA~

Iida and I were walking along with Izuku, who had called us together to talk. I had never seen Izuku acting so cheerful before, it was like he had forgotten all the pain he's gone through. I could see the scars on his hands from the cuts, and the bruises on his arms form everyone who knocked him down. Still, his smile led on as bright as the sun.

I noticed All Might over by the pier and pointed him out to Izuku. His smile seemed to be painted with nervousness when I did, he covered his wrist and looked away from All Might continuing to walk.

"What is it Izuku?" I asked him.

He placed his hand behind his head and laughed slightly, "I'm not wearing my monitor, even though I should be."

"Does that have something to do with what you told me about the other day?" Iida questioned.

Izuku nodded in response to his question then spoke up, "Yeah, I kinda have control over my blood now. It's actually quite cool."

"Is that why you're so happy?" I asked.

He nodded, "I don't need to wear it anymore."

His smile faded slightly, he held himself almost looking as if he were cold, "It wouldn't matter if I had it on anyway, it would only make things worse..."

"Worse, how?" Iida asked.

He held up his arm and pulled back one of his sleeves, his arm was covered in scars from severe burns. The burns resembled the one on my arm, dark purple in coloration, over a wide area, and seeming to curl.

"They're all around my body," He sighed, "Every time the monitor kicks in or I try fighting after the shadows form... I get burnt... and..."

He stopped?

"What is it?" I asked.

"It's like I become someone else..." He shivered, then popped back to smiling, "So I don't plan on using my blood any time soon."

I sighed with relief, "Sorry I asked but I'm happy to see it's not really bothering you too much."

He nodded.

~DAY OF THE FESTIVAL~

I woke up, got ready as normal, and headed downstairs.

My mom was making breakfast for the both of us, turning to face me she spoke with a bright smile, "Good morning sweety!"

"Morning mom," I smelt the food she was making and soon after we began to eat.

It wasn't long after eating that my mom was holding me tight before I walked out the door, "Are you sure you'll be okay?

"Mom," I placed my hand on her shoulders and backed away from her slightly so she could easily see the smile on my face, "I'll be fine, there's nothing to worry about."

She seemed taken back by my response, I didn't know why, but I didn't let it bother me. She smiled slightly, with a bit of worry, before hugging me one last time before letting me walk out the door.

I was walking my way down to the station when something, more like someone, caught my eye. Someone across the street was keeping pace with me and watching me ever since I had left my house, I didn't know who they were or what they wanted. I tried to ignore them until I got to the station, by the time I was there I didn't know where they had gone or if they were still following me. The only thing I knew as I boarded the train was that everyone around me almost instantly started mumbling to one another.

Same old remarks, same old disgust.

*What are they even trying to do? They're a demon, they're going to be executed.*

*It's pathetic, someone like him, trying to become a hero.*

*It would be better if he just committed suicide. No one would ever have to worry about the kid losing control.*

*Stop, if he hears you he might attack everyone here!*

I hated these comments with all my might mostly because I knew they were right, well about most of it.

People don't have to worry about me losing control because I'm in control now. I just wished that people around me knew, but still... Even if they knew, they'd still treat me like garbage.

It didn't matter what they thought though, even if it hurt.

It didn't matter because, if it did and I really wanted them to shut up, I could make them shut up...

It's not something I'm proud to say but I could, and I can. One split second and they'd be silenced, that's all it'd take from me. It terrifies me to think like that but, for some reason, I still feel happy. If worry finds its way into my head, it's only for a split moment, because it vanishes. It's overtaken by the beaming happiness swirling freely throughout my mind, calming and tender.

It was a feeling that rid me of all anger and pain, sorrow and worries, and I loved it. I truly felt calm for once, that I wasn't a danger to anyone. Still...

I didn't know how wrong I could've possibly been, and how quickly that feeling would vanish.

~IIDA~

I was waiting at the train station for Midoriya and was has become a normal occurrence, when he got off the train he was pushed and shoved onto the ground.

His eyes remaining the dim faded red they had been since I last saw him, however, there was something else this time around. A dark, almost smoke-like, shadow slowly streaming from his skin. He didn't seem to notice because it vanished quite quickly before it came to a halt.

It was the same stuff that formed around his body when his blood activates. I hadn't seen it too many times but I knew what it was, so seeing it now was quite odd especially since his eyes remained dim.

I rushed over to him once again and helped him up, "Midoriya?"

He looked up at me with a weak smile on his face, "Hi... Iida," He sighed.

"Are you alright? That seemed quite harsh," I asked him.

He froze for a moment, "Y-yeah..." His smile faded almost completely, "It's my fault anyway..."

It's his fault?

"What are you talking about, you know it's not-" He stopped me by tugging on my arm, it actually hurt.

"It. Was. My. Fault."

What's going on here? Why is he acting like this?

"It's not your fault Midoriya, stop saying-" Once again I stopped, I stopped when I heard him sniffling looking down to see tears running down his face.

"It... it was my fault..." He cried softly, loosening his grip on my arm, "They're scared of me, and they have reason to be... I- I almost made it worse..."

He began walking and I followed beside him, "What do you mean?"

He remained silent for a moment, he seemed off.

"Why do I do this..." He mumbled to himself, "Why- Why do I do this?"

"Midoriya?" I went to put my hand on his shoulder when he lashed back at me.

He caught my arm before it reached him, his right eye slowly turning black with a bright red glow, "Don't you dare touch me!"

I froze, the amount of fear that was poured into my mind was greater than any fear I had ever felt. He didn't sound like the person I knew, he only had the voice of that of a demon.

His grip tightened on my arm until he let go, that darkness in his eyes receding. He snapped back to reality but completely ignored what he had just done, he just began walking away.

I raced after him and, once again, tried to grab him. He turned around to face me before I reached him, he had tears in his eyes, "Please... just-" He shuddered, "Just stop..."

"Midoriya, I don't know what's going on," I looked at him, "But I want to help you, that's all any of us want to do. So let me ask you this, why won't you let us help you?"

"Because no one can help me!" He hid his face, "Don't you understand, Iida?! There is so much more that I cannot explain with mere words, something you could never understand even if I could explain it."

"Then make me understand, Midoriya!" I yelled, I didn't mean to but I wanted to reach him.

He placed his hand over his face and a slight grin grew on his face, he snickered, "I could do that... But you wouldn't want me to do that. Nor would anyone else, including myself."

"Now why is that?!" I asked with a bit of irritation but mostly worry.

"Because I-" He looked up at me with a worried smile, shaking his head slightly, "I don't want to be executed..."

"Executed?" My thoughts came to a halt, and so did I.

"Nevermind... I didn't mean to get so..." He sighed.

"No, no!" I yelled, "I get it, you're hurting and that's okay."

"You don't understand..." He began walking away again, this time, I didn't say a thing.

~ALL MIGHT~

I was waiting to see Midoriya before the sports festival. I ended up pulling him aside when I saw him in the hallway, I didn't expect the smile to be completely whipped from his face.

"What's the matter, young Midoriya?" I asked him out of concern.

"I'm sorry All Might..." He cried, "I'm so sorry..."

I placed my hand on his back, trying to comfort him, "Midoriya, it's alright. Just tell me what happened, what did you do?"

"What I almost did..." He sighed.

I paused, What was it that he almost did?

"All Might, every morning on the way to UA..." He paused, "Ask Iida or Uraraka... I'm treated awfully, pushed, hit, bruised, cut..."

"And you didn't tell me this?" I questioned him.

"I didn't want to give you another thing to worry about!" He clenched his hands at his sides, "But..."

"What is it?" I asked.

"They're right..." He cried, "They've always been right about me..."

I remained silent waiting for him to speak.

"It wasn't the thought of 'what if?' anymore..." When I heard him say that my heart almost stopped, I didn't want to hear what he had to say next.

He trembled, his breathing was heavy and tears rolled down his cheeks, "I- I-... I was..."

"Midoriya... Just speak, please," I told him with regret, I didn't want to hear these words.

"If I hadn't gotten off at that station," He froze, "I would have attacked them..."

"No, you wouldn't have," I told him.

"You weren't there!" He yelled, "Iida was! He- He saw...At least I think he did..."

"Saw what?" I asked.

"Never mind, it's nothing!" He ran past me and yelled, "Figure it out for yourself!"

"Midoriya!" I yelled, but to no use.

I need to speak with Iida, there's about a half-hour until the festival begins. I need to know if this is all true, because if it is... Izuku is going to be put into counseling or... Things might escalate to a point where he can't go back...

I didn't want to think about it then but, according to him, he almost made the decision that would have cost him his life.

AND IT BEGINS..................................... ... ... ... ...