Important A/N at the end!

While I loved the awesome feeling looking at this picture gave me, I knew I couldn't continue risking touching stuff like this. That was just courting chaos.

I gave a bright smile to Hana as I handed the picture back to her. "Thanks, Hana-nee! That was our other baa-chan right?! She was a hero!" I babbled excitedly as I put my hands out of sight and kept my eyes on her hands so that I could react faster if she tried to drag me away again.

Hana nodded happily and left the picture on the desk. "Yup! Isn't that cool?! That means you can be a hero too, Ten-Ten!" She said, a large grin on her face as she slapped my back. "Tou-san might not like heroes, but I'll always believe in you Ten-Ten, I've got your back, now and forever!"

I could feel a blush creeping up my cheeks as Hana's words filled me with a warm feeling that I had never felt before, not even in that other life. I really wanted to hug my sister but the risk of my Quirk suddenly activated was much too high for me to risk her life for a short hug. Ignoring that depressing thought, I looked up at my sister to thank her-

Destroy.

A sharp pain stabbed through my skull and making me stumble forward, my hands reaching forward to grab onto something.

Protect.

I threw my hands behind my back, making sure that my palms were facing away from the floor, the sharp pain being replaced by a soothing feeling that disappeared the moment my chin hit the floor.

Holy shit, that hurt!

My head was ringing and I barely noticed Hana running out of the room to get our mother after she had made sure I wasn't dead. I could feel something wet running down my chin, blood I'm guessing, and I hated the feeling. Fragments of emotions of the other life flashed through my head, annoyance mostly, accompanied with images of the other life where I was bleeding from my nose.

I had developed a hatred for bleeding in the other life because my nose had been extremely sensitive and would start bleeding from almost anything. Seems as if that hatred had carried over somewhat into my current mind. This probably wouldn't be the last pet peeve or habit I would gain from the other life and I didn't really know how to feel about that, but I would ignore it for now.

The sound of the door opening caught my attention, but I didn't turn to see who it was, guessing that it was my mother coming to make sure I was alright. I was a bit busy trying to hold back tears from the pain in my skull to even muster the will to look at who it was.

"Tenko..." Oh no. "Why is that picture on my desk?" My father's normally apathetic voice was filled with a quiet rage that made my muscles seize up in fear. "Did you go through my things?!" Kotaro Shimura growled out.

He will hurt you.

He'll hurt me, I know it. I wanted to run away but he'd already grabbed me and pulled me up from my position on the ground. What could I do to get out of this? Mom was probably heading here right now if the rushing footsteps were any indication, but she was too submissive to really do anything. So what can I do?!

He can't hurt you if he is dead.

My hand slowly reached up, my father too occupied with dragging me around roughly to notice. I could feel it, the call of destruction. Nobody would know it wasn't an accident, I'd get off with a slap on the wrist at most.

A weak part of me whispered that these thoughts were not normal, for either of my lives, but the fear of what my father could do overpowered it swiftly.

Kill him.

My right hand slowly wrapped around his sleeve and I watched, fascinated as the sleeve fell apart, swiftly followed by cracks appearing on his arm and making it crumble. Glee filled me at the sight. Everything felt as if it was in slow-motionas the cracks slowly spread across his arm.

I'll always believe in you Ten-Ten, I've got your back, now and forever!

A small hand wrapped around my arm and pulled me away from Kotaro as blood suddenly gushed out of the numerous cuts all over it.

How dare they prevent your revenge!

Blinding rage filled me, a red haze covering my sight, as I spun around and swiped at the one that had pulled me away, my hand ripping through the arm that had grabbed me.

Get out, he is not yours.

All the rage that had previously filled my mind was swiftly drained and replaced by a mental clarity that I had not felt since I woke up. I messed up, didn't I?

My gaze drifted to my father, groaning in pain and bleeding all over the floor from the wounds on his ravaged arm. I had to admit, while the sight didn't fill me with joy as it did when I was in my earlier state of mind, I certainly did not feel any guilt about it.

My heart clenched, a sudden feeling of dread permeating my entire being as a weak, pained groan came from behind him. He slowly turned around, fear gripping his heart as he saw what he had done.

Hana laid on the ground, unconscious and with her right arm separated at the elbow, blood seeping out of the stump that remained.

Am I still your hero, Hana-nee?

Hello! Been a while since I've done anything with this story but with the end of the War arc in MHA, I wanted to bring some justice to little Tenko. *chuckles nervously* Of course, you might be wondering, how the heck is this bringing justice to him, but hear me out! There is a method to my madness. Now, I have a few warnings for what will be coming with this story. The chapters will probably never be very long, I apologize but I get demotivated very fast when I try to make long chapters. I prefer reading longer chapters, but I just can't. This story will deviate heavily from canon, as in some characters are gonna get Thanos snapped out of existence or they will be in tremendously different situations. This won't be a traditional fix-it fic, some things will get better and make other things get tremendously worse. There will be an arc after Tenko's hero schooling that will take him to other countries and will involve many OCs, but this arc will allow me to build up the rest of the world of MHA before I return to Japan. I also have to say that I have already decided on the pairing for Tenko and...well, to put it simply, I don't think anyone is gonna guess who it is, but I'd like to see what your guesses will be. All I'm gonna say is that it is not slash. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter of Decay!