YO! I'M SLOWLY WORKING MY WAY BACK TO WRITING. I'M SORRY I LEFT EVERYONE FOR SO LONG... I'VE JUST BEEN HAVING A LITTLE BIT OF TROUBLE, HOPE YOU ENJOY READING THESE ANYWAY.

"Uraraka?" I said looking up as she walked through the door, Milly running behind me.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" Her attention instantly snapped to the frightened child, "I didn't mean to startle you..."

Milly stepped out from behind me, looking up at Uraraka as she kneeled down to face her.

"It's okay, I'm a friend of his," Uraraka said with a cheery smile on her face.

Yeah right...

Milly looked at me then back at Uraraka, she nodded then sat beside me.

"Her name is Milly..." I told Uraraka.

"I'm glad you're finally starting to talk to other people," Uraraka smiled sitting in front of me, "I'm sorry about last time..."

"It's okay," I muttered.

We all sat in silence for a good moment before Uraraka spoke up, uneasy.

"Um... Has All Might spoken to you about..." She paused, sighing, "Izuku, everyone is worried..."

Really, that was what was hard to say?

"You're not looking out for your health and it's making everyone worry," she told me, "You're not eating or sleeping, it's like you're not even trying to get better..."

Milly instantly stood up and looked at me in the face, her cheeks puffed up and red with a little pouty face, "I didn't know you weren't eating or napping! This is unacceptable!"

Milly huffed and marched her way out of the room, "I can't believe you, young man!"

Me and Uraraka sat silent for a moment before laughing, my laugh exponentially quieter than hers.

A moment later and Milly ran into the room and shoved an apple in my face that she got from the cafeteria, "Eat!"

I backed away slightly and turned my head, "But I-"

"EAT THE APPLE!" She yelled I flinched.

I grabbed the apple with shaky hands and took a bite out of it, Milly watching me intently.

Holy shit this child is nuts...

I finished eating the apple and Milly sat down with a wide smile, "Good, now I better not hear about that again. And you better get some Z's tonight!"

I nodded, "Y- yeah..."

Uraraka looked like she was going to burst out in a laughing fit, her face was bright red.

I tilted my head slightly and looked at her, a weak smile on my face.

Uraraka whipped her eyes and I sighed, looking away from her as the emotion and color drained from my eyes.

Looking back and down at the ground I could see her face from the corner of my eye, curious.

I didn't move but I looked up at her, she flinched and swiftly turned away.

She shook her head and turned back around, a sad smile on my face, I looked away from her.

Another awkward moment after another until she finally stood and left. Silence filled the room as Milly left a few minutes after.

~2 YEARS AGO~

"You... want me to... to..." I sat there in the ground as my shackles clanged onto the pavement.

"You're going to without hesitation," Shigaraki stood over me.

"N- no! I won't!" I screamed, "You can't make me!"

"We won't have to make you do anything Izu-chan!" Toga hopped into the room with her knives and tools, "You're going to save them!"

"Save them!??" I couldn't comprehend her words, "How is that saving them!?"

"I guess that's for you to decide," She giggled as she drove her knive through a helpless mans arm and stabbed them in the shoulder.

Their screams muffled by the tape over their mouth.

"No! Stop it!" I screamed falling onto the floor as Shigaraki kicked me down.

He stomped on my arm fracturing it, "This is what happens when you defy us, brat!"

Toga repeated to stab and tear ar the mans flesh, his screams of agony permeated the air and the smell of blood filling my lungs.

Pain swelled through my body, I could barely speak, "S... stop it..."

"Will you put him out of his misery?" Shigaraki asked coldly.

I didn't even answer him, that was wrong.

He kicked me in the head and picked me up forcing me to witnesses what happened next.

Toga brutally stabbed the man though his abdomen and pulled the knive back out, shredding his insides as he screamed in terror.

Blood pooling onto the floor and tears ran down my face. I screamed as I watched the man die before my eyes in a brutal manner.

I... I could've saved him...

I was dropped to the floor and I cried, screamed, I didn't know what to do.

I was going to be given the option again... and again...

I'd have to kill them... to save them...

That's what hurt the most.

~8 MONTHS FROM THEN~

"Gah!" The man I stabbed screamed in agony, I hadn't managed to kill him instantly as I had before with others.

His eyes filled with terror locked onto mine, I couldn't think straight.

My heart began racing and I just stood there, knife in hand hovering over the man as he lie on the floor struggling to hold his wound closed.

Blood flowing onto the pavement, he was slowly dying, slowly succumbing to the pain of bleeding to death.

I did nothing.

Nothing to help them man.

Nothing to end the pain.

I just stood there,

Watching...

Watching him bleed out, watching him struggle, watching him suffer.

I did nothing to to stop the one thing I was killing them to prevent them from feeling.

Was there something wrong with me? Why wasn't I moving? Why wasn't I trying to help?

My eyes locked with his as he finally gave up and lay on the ground hopelessly.

I bent over and placed my knife on the mans neck, my eyes staring deep into his.

All I saw was fear, and I felt nothing.

I drove my blade through his thoat and killed him, his blood spilling over my hands and splattering onto my face.

Standing up I looked at my hands, my blood covered hands.

I felt nothing.

I looked at the dead corpse that lie on the floor in front of me.

I felt nothing.

I looked back at my captors that stood behind me with my shackles in hand.

I felt nothing.

I was broken, numb.

I never realised it until then but, I truly had become indifferent to murder. I was unfazed...

It had been the 25th time I had murdered someone and I had still been given the choice to kill, although, it wasn't the same as before.

There was just something about being up close to the one frightened of you, staring into those hopeless eyes of their's that began to thrill me.

It was a foreign feeling to me at that point, I hadn't felt it in so long.

The slower the death, the more pain and fear filled their eyes became. Their shreaks of terror filling the air, accompanied by the smell of iron.

A scent I soon had grown to love.

A vision I soon had grown to enjoy.

And the pain I was causing them...

It became a way for me to release all the pain I had felt, the more pain I inflicted, the less I felt.

Until, I recieved non at all.

I had pleased them, and...

Dispite all they had done to me, I didn't want to leave.

I was genuinely enjoying my life for once, never would have thought taking others lives would fill mine with joy.

It wasn't hard to see what changed in me.

The kindess, torn.

My light, devoured.

My passion, inverted.

I succumbed to my inner darkness.

And the true surfacing of Zero began...

Kill count 30...