"Its a destructive quirk."
"So you're saying her body can't handle it?" Akane questioned, looking at one of the scientists who were in charge of taking notes about you.
The young male with round glasses bit his lower lip. He looked at how you fell to your knees as the (y/f/c) glowing markings seemed to burn your skin.
"She just 'burns out' quickly... as if she is actually moving or doing physical training too much..." Akane raised her brow, signaling him to continue. "When she uses this destructive quirk... its burns her out... over heating her body like some over used engine."
Akane hummed watching as you sat there with a shaking body.
"Will endurance drugs help?" The redhead asked the young scientist. "Will it lengthen her usage of this quirk?"
The young male looked through his notes. "Most likely ma'am... it will lengthen her usage, but not reduce the strain it has on her body."
"That will do."
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The pain that each injection caused just kept increasing. You wondered how you were still alive at that point.
Shoulders and arms were numb due to the constant insertion of needles.
It was just painful.
"Quit moving!" Your head was slammed to the table as you tried to move from your seat. "Quit it or the needle will snap!" You were pinned to the table, about three of four scientist there to stop you from moving.
You had the shock collar on as well, just incase.
And just as the needle pierced through your skin, you felt your mutation quirk come out. Your wings coming out and the scientists started yelling each other orders.
"Pin them down quickly! Pin them down-"
Your silver wings spread and sharp feathers shot out everywhere.
The five scientist inside the room with you were either pinned to the walls, dead, or on the ground fatally wounded.
You stayed there, head resting on the cold metal table, arms chained and wings covered with blood.
You sat there, not wanting to move. Not wanting to look at all the death you had caused.
"Have you figured out what her mutation quirk is?" Akane asked as she watched the scene playout before her.
"No ma'am we haven't figured out that yet, but we are hypothesizing that she- and maybe the other subject as well- may have a transformation quirk, she may be able to turn into something in the future."
Akane hummed. "Then try to push them into doing that."
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"(Y/n)?" Aizawa groggily shifted around his unzipped sleeping bag. He moved around, moving his hands to try and feel where you were.
"(Y/n)?" He shot up, looking around the dark room, not seeing you.
The space where you slept beside him and Shohei was empty. You weren't there.
"(Y/n)." Aizawa got up, looking around the room filled with sleeping students. You must have just snuggled against someone else, right?
Maybe Hoshiko? Or Bakugou or maybe even Vlad.
The long haired pro hero looked around, hoping not to wake anyone even if he had the urge of just yelling out your name as if he had Yamada's quirk.
"Shit.... kid," he ran a hand through his hair, pretty sure you weren't in the room at all.
So he walked out and hoped you were with one of the pussycats, who were on night guard.
Just as he left the room, he was met with Kota and Tora.
The two young boys looked at the man as if he was the person they were looking for.
"(Y/n)'s in the cave." Kota spoke first, almost worriedly.
"Wha-"
"She seemed stressed and scared." Tora said, his face and tone lacked emotions. His blue eyes looking up at the scruffy haired man.
"Where-"
"Let's go." Tora led the way to Kota's little hideout, where you hid in the small cave there.
It was a pretty awkward way there. Two 6-7 year old kids leading a pro hero to his daughter at 3 in the morning...
Once they got there, you were still at the very end of the cave, curled up in your own fluffy tail, missing your two wide wings that would usually shield you and give yourself some personal space.
The nightmares were coming back. Maybe it was cause of the constant sight of people fighting. Maybe that caused you to remember your experience in the lab. The chaotic site of students using their quirks to the fullest.
Their yells reminded you of the cries of the animals and people you had to kill. The people you were forced to kill. The death you had caused.
Beads of sweat ran down your face as you hugged your knees. Breath was heavy and shaky and eyes wide open, trying to keep the memories out.
"You kill."
You shook you head, trying to disagree with the voice in your head.
"You cause death."
Whimpering, tears built up. Lips trembling as you tried not to cry. You didn't want to cry.
You didn't think it was good to cry, especially when you were already with Aizawa. You thought that you had no reason to cry, because you were safe. You felt like you were doubting Aizawa.
You didn't want to doubt him.
"(Y/n)?" A silhouette of man stood at the front of the cave. You knew it was Aizawa, but you stayed there. You stayed where you were, afraid that you might hurt him, like how you hurt those scientists.
"(Y/n)... honey." His footsteps got closer to you, but you just stayed still; burying you head in your arms.
"(Y/n)..." Aizawa was right in front you. He got down to your height, looking down on you with soft eyes. "Honey, what's wrong?" His hand ghosted your back, unsure if you were ok with him making physical contact with you at the moment.
"Ba-bad... bad...ni-nite-... ma-ire" Your little voice cracking as you hid your face from him.
Aizawa sighed, gently placing a hand on your head, caressing it. "Why didn't you wake me, then?" He did wonder why you didn't wake him. Why you chose to go all the way out here and into this cave, when you could have woken him up.
"D-daddy... sle-eping." Sniffling, you looked up at him, his soft brown eyes looking at you with worry. "Da-addy... a-always... work... da-daddy... ti-erred."
You didnt want to bother him. You didnt want to worry him. He was already working so hard watching over his students, you didn't want to add to it.
You didn't want to show that you were doubting; that you were scared of getting hurt despite him promising to protect you.
You didn't want to hurt him.
"No... no..." Aizawa shook his head, picking you up and bringing you into his arms. "Don't do that... you can wake me up." He hugged you a little tighter, a hand running down your hair. "You can talk to me... tell me anything."
Aizawa was a pro hero, he can tell whenever someone left out words. When someone left out information. He may not be an experienced parent, but he was a well trained pro hero.
"I won't get mad... I never will..." He felt you hugging him, burying your face on his chest.
"I-I am... scared..." crying, you clutched onto his shirt as tight as you could.
Its alright... I'm here.Yeah. No. Aizawa didn't want to sound like All Might. The whole 'I'm here' phrase is so over used that he didn't want to use it on you.
"Its ok... to be scared." You two sat there for a while. The ambient sounds around you slightly calmed you. Aizawa's warm embrace made you feel safe. "Everyone gets scared... I'll be here... I'll always be here... for you."
You two stayed there in the cave. Somehow, it was comforting. It was calming to just be the two of you.
Aizawa leaned back, finding his own comfy space as you snuggled against him.
He thought about calling up Rosefield... seeing if she was all better and if she could try to help you, this time with his supervision of course.
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"So... what now?" Kota asked awkwardly, looking into the dark cave where you and Aizawa disappeared to. "Should we call someone again?"
Kota turned to Tora, who seemed to be scowling at the darkness of the cave.
"Hey... Tora-"
The tiger growled, glaring at the other kid.
Kota gasped a bit and stepped back, quite surprised to see such aggression. And here he thought he found someone he'd relate to, especially when they both seemed to like wondering off into the forest and being alone.
"This is stupid." Tora clicked his tongue, turning into his tiger form and leaving.
Kota left soon after, leaving you two at peace.
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"Easy on the pulling, boys." Akane grunted after being harshly pulled by one of the officers.
Her hands were changed together, along with her feet as well, to prevent her from running away.
She had a metal collar round her, which were attached to four metal rods, giving the officers space from her while still being able to handle her.
They didnt want to risk getting under her control.
They led her to the highly secured vehicle as they were going to transfer her to a higher and more secured facility as she managed to mess with the guards and inmates in the one she was in.
They led her into the vehicle, but before they could even settle her in there, a black mist showed up behind the guards.
Akane smiled at the sight as a familiar blue hair male walked out.
"Looks like my savior has come."
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"Ack-" Tetsutesu winced, stumbling back as blood came out of his mouth. It splattered around and some ended on your face.
"I'm so sorry, man!" Kirishima, who was the one who punched him, gasped.
The two were training their hardening endurance by battling each other. It seemed that Kirishima had landed his hardened fist right at Tetsutetsu's unhardened face, causing him to bust a lip and maybe even make his nose bleed.
You, who had just finished your little training session, had decided to watch the other students. How unfortunate of you to be close enough to their battle that you had one of the boy's blood splattered on your face.
Breath hitching, your small shaky hand went up to feel the blood running down your face. Some even getting into your mouth.
You didn't understand why, your body was shaking, your breath was getting heavier and heavier and you didn't understand it until you saw the crimson liquid in your own hands.
It was the sight of the red liquid that just made you remember. Remember why you didn't want to be out here in the chaos. Why you preferred to just be in a quiet, less chaotic place. Why you preferred to just stay with Aizawa or Shohei and cuddle with them.
You backed away and ran into the forest before any of them could see you.
You stopped to catch your breath. You looked at the blood and wiped it off of your face and hands. Hopefully, Aizawa wouldn't notice since your sweater was black.
You tried to calm yourself, not wanting to bother anyone at this point. Aizawa seemed so beat, especially with the many things he had to do. You didn't want to bother him.
You took deep breaths and stared at your shaking hands.
Meow
Instantly, you had your mutations out. Ears perked up and eyes wide as you turned to look at the familiar sound of your cat.
There, on top of a rock, sat a smoke-like cat; your cat... Cloud.
I'm still learning how to do background and nature sooo yeah... looks a bit wonky hahahah
You're eyes slightly widened, unsure why your cat was there. It stared at you and you stared back, trying to understand how he got there.
You opened your mouth to say something, but you were cut off by someone calling your name.
"Oi (Y/n)!" You turned to see Tora walking over to you. "The hell you doing here?" He asked, crossing his arms as he looked at you with furrowed and worried brows.
"Cloud-" when you looked back to where Cloud was, he was no longer there. The misty cat was gone, making you even more confused.
"What?" Tora raised a brow. You shook your head, unsure how to even explain it. Tora rolled his eyes and said: "Let's go... Aizawa's looking for you."
You nodded and followed Tora, forgetting the fact that you just saw your misty pet.
Unknown to you, Tora looked back at the spot where you saw the cat as if he saw it too.
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It was once again a warm afternoon and the students were all doing their roles in making their dinners. You were walking around, unsure of what to do. Aizawa and Vlad were having an online meeting with Nezu on updates about what was happening. The pussycats were all helping in the preparation of the ingredients.
"Hey, Moch." Shohei patted your head. "Come here." He picked you up and placed you on his shoulders as he helped with actually cooking the food, stirring the soup, and letting you taste it.
He stirred the soup as he listened to the noise surrounding him. The laughter and joking howls of some of class B.
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Hands were shaky as blood was everywhere. The sight of all the dead animals and people. The crimson liquid splashing around everywhere, getting on the walls, the floor, and even on his face.
The stench of death running up his nose. It was sickening and stomach-turning, it just made him sick.
The sight of every dying being he had encountered in the white room made him shake. The howls of the pain of all the things he was forced to kill were screaming in his ears.
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"Aizawa-kun?" Asui and Ochako called worriedly as Shohei had spaced out. They looked at him worriedly, and you were leaning on his head, rubbing his hair with a small pout on your face.
"Oh-" Shohei finally understood what was happening. "I-... Sorry... I spaced out." He shakily sucked in a breath.
"I can handle it from here... go and take a break.." Ochako smiled at Shohei.
Asui nodded along, "you've been working so hard all day and you did most of the cooking... Go ahead and rest... we'll take it from here."
Shohei nodded, thanking them as he waved and settled on an available table while you just sat on his shoulders.
He had to clear his head. He had to adjust... he was out of the lab, why is he still paranoid? Why was he still spacing out like that?
You both just sat there quietly, deep in thought. Shohei thinking about how he still spaced out so often and you were thinking about your pet cat. watching as some students also finished their tasks.
Hoshiko and Kirishima were one of those people. They were playing around and laughing loudly.
Hoshiko had her phone out, giggling as she videoed Kirishima. She laughed, "come on! You're already famous cause of the sports festival! Just give them some fan service~" she giggled playfully as the redhead smiled bashfully.
"Fan service eh?" He scratched his head, looking at her. He watched her giggle and nod.
Kirishima rolled his eyes. "Fine. Start the video then." He tightened the bandana on his head and gave her a wide smile.
"Ooohhh what you gonna do?" Hoshiko teased, wiggling her eyebrows.
"This." He slammed his arms to the all and beside Hoshiko's head, trapping her to the wall. Kirishima chuckled, wiggling his eyebrows as he leaned a little closer. "How's this for fan-service... Hoshi?"
Hoshiko.exe has stopped working...
Rebooting...
Rebooting...
Rebooting...
Restarting the program once more...
Hoshiko's face went red, her hands going sweaty as she tried to keep her phone in her hands. This was the first time Hoshiko's ever been nervous. The first time her heart was racing.
You'd expect that she'd be one of those girls who'd fangirl or squeal or maybe die out of pure infatuation, but it seemed that it wasn't that way for Hoshiko.
Her smile faded as she began to breathe heavier. Things began to blur for her as she dropped her phone.
"Hoshi?" Kirishima, worried he had done something wrong, placed one of his hands on her head, in hopes to help somehow.
"Stop! Please!" She fell to the ground, hands on her head like she was shielding herself. She hung her head lowly, breath heavy and eyes wide and filled with tears.
"Woah! Hoshi- wha-"
"Leave her alone, dumbass!" Bakugou pulled Kirishima away as he was the one who came closer.
The majority of the students were pretty surprised to see Hoshiko that way. She was always so bubbly and happy and energetic. This was... new.
Bakugou kneeled in front of her, unsure of what to do. He remembered how you reacted at first and had guessed might be the same for her.
"What is it, Hell-mouth? Can't handle Shitty-Hair's stupid move?" He tried to look at her face, but her black and white hair covered it. He was slightly hoping for a sarcastic or snarly comment.
She didn't answer. She just sat there, shaking. She sniffled, "please... d-don't... hurt me." She shrunk even further into herself as she tried to hold back the tears.
"What-"
"I-I'm sorry... I... I failed... please... don't-" she seemed to be talking to herself, or someone else. "Please... I'm sorry... please don't... Akane..."
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"You failed the mission?!" The red-head slapped her across the face, the fury in her gaze was terrifying. "What will the league say about us? Giving them a defective soldier!" She kicked Hoshiko's side as the poor girl could not move her own body, most-likely being controlled by Akane.
"I can't let a defective subject ruin the name of the company," Akane grabbed the girl's two-colored hair and forced the beaten-up child to look at her in the eyes. "Shall I dispose of you now, or will you obey them and be a good little subject?"
The poor girl, unable to move her body nor her lips, teared up and tried her best to nod, afraid of dying.
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Hoshiko muttered to herself words that couldn't be understood anymore. Her eyes wide but she saw something else. She saw her memories. The horrible memories of her experience with Akane. The red hair, the eyes... the way Kirishima was just too closer triggered something.
"Hosh-."
"Hoshiko." Bakugou was cut off by Shohei's almost commanding voice. You had been placed down as he walked over to her. "Please give her some distance." He gestured Bakugou to move away as he was the one who slowly moved closer to her. You walked closer to the scene, hoping you could help her.
"Hoshiko." Shohei seemed to understand what was going on. "Come on... let's go inside... Hoshi."
You walked up to Hoshiko and just did what you thought was right.
You hugged her, as Aizawa always did when you were triggered by something.
"(y/n)-"
"Hoog." You muttered, just hugging her. She sighed and hugged you back. You could feel her shaking as she rested her head on your small shoulder.
Shohei moved in as well, patting her shoulder gently, letting her calm down before helping her up.
"What's happening here?" Mandalay walked in, noticing how most were stuck staring at the scene.
If it weren't for Shohei's horrible social skills and the fact that you and Hoshiko were with him, he would have yelled at them and ordered them to stop staring.
Instead, he just stood there, trying to shield both of you from their prying eyes. Well, he tried.
"You're shorter than me, Sho." Hoshiko lightly laughed, "you can't cover me with your body."Shohei rolled his eyes in annoyance, but at least he was happy that she was slowly getting back to her usual self.
"Hoshiko had a panic attack... that's all," Shohei stated.
"Oh dear, is she alright?" Mandalay reacted out to look at Hoshiko.
Said girl giggled and gave Mandalay a small smile, "Am now... just... need some alone time.." She explained to the pro-hero, who nodded and let them go inside. You were left to stand outside, just looking around. You didn't want to bother Hoshiko any further by being there, so you went to look for either Tora or Kota.
You could see Tora near the woods, he had a small scowl on his face, well... it was considered his resting bitch face now. You were planning on walking over to him, but he shook his head and walked into the dark forest.
"Cheeks." You looked up to see Bakugou. He got down to your height, "What happened to Hell-... Hoshiko?"
You weren't sure why he even bothered to ask you, a four-year-old. It wasn't like you'd be able to explain to him why exactly she acted that way.
"Mochi?" Kirishima had an obvious frown on his face.
"Red.. red hair..." You muttered, gesturing to Kirishima's as you were recently taught the pointing was bad. "Red hair... wo-woman... evil...A-Akane," even just saying her name sent chills down your spine.
You pouted, not really up to recalling anything. "Bad-... bad per-..person." your lips quivered, looking like you'd cry.
"No no no." Kirishima scooped you up. "It's alright... sorry... didn't need for you to remember anything as well." You hugged him tightly.
Kirishima may have red hair that reminded you too much of his hair, but he was nothing like Akane. He was sweet and he really cared for his friends.
After eating and getting ready, Aizawa had pulled out the remedial class, and you were left under the care of Kirishima and Bakugou. Shohei and Hoshiko were still inside, probably going to have a chat with Aizawa before he started his remedial classes.
You grabbed onto Bakugou's hand, your little fingers wrapping themselves only to his two fingers. You looked up at him with your (y/e/c) eyes. He looked down at you as the pussycats declared that there would be a late-night activity.
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"Looks liked they're about to start," The villains stood on the top of a nearby cliff, watching as the students gathered around an area.
The cold night breeze ran past them as they eyed the oblivious students. They stood there patiently, like a predator waiting to the right time to pounce on their prey.
They were prepared; all having their own mental lists of the students they hoped to get. They all had their roles to play, the destruction they were going to bring, but they had one thing in common.
It was that you were on the top of their hunting list.
"The hunt is about to begin."