The Gamer (bnha fanfic)

Chapter 28 -World War 3-

"Keep your head high and your middle finger higher" - unknown (ok some of my readers automatically translate "unknown" to mystic messengers, so just for the lols let's just say 707  said this to his bro)
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(Y/n)'s POV

I was thrown out of my Satan's home "you've finished your training, I have no more use of you" Mum says as she slams the door at me

{flash back brought to you by (b/n) writing smut of him and dabi}

As I try to attack my mum she dodges and chops my neck

Let me tell you, that neck chop ain't normal because is threw my entire body into the ground leaving huge cracks

"Too slow, again"

I ate more food to heal up quickly and this time I came in with a different attack, I came in with another punch. This time before she could punch me I ducked and tried to punch her stomach

Instead I was kneed in the gut

"Better, but still too slow"

I wanted to lie on the cold dirt but Mum picked me up with one hand, your training isn't over

"We've been training for at least 5 hours! This is even worse than dads training!" I complained and whined

"If you have energy to talk the get up"

I got up and I hear a *click*, looking down I notice I was now wearing a vest, it wasn't heavy so it wasn't those stupid training weights

"Since you don't like sparring I'll be approaching this differently, that vest your wearing will explode with a push of a button, run around hosu city at least 20 times in under 30 minuets, cut corners and I'll cut you down myself" Mum smiles happily

'Fuck'

"Better get going, times already ticking" Mum threatens

{flashback end brought to you by a dying (y/n)}

And that's what training was like, we even played hide and kill also dodge knife

You know, the normal stuff.

I got used to wearing weights and chose not to take them off, the reason being is because last time I took them off I wasn't used to the loss of weight and I couldn't balance myself and kept tripping (on weed)

Anyway it was time to get home, tomorrow I return to my class and see what the fuck did everyone else go through

Opening the door to my house, nothing has changed, just that small layer of dust that accumulated over the days I was gone and the line of ants that-

Wait what?

There was a huge line of ants that led up to some popcorn crumbs on the kitchen counter

*inhale slowly* *exhale slowly* I leave the living room heading to the bathroom

3rd person POV

The door to the bathroom slammed opened with a sadistic (y/n) holding a bottle of bug spray and wearing a gas mask

"Asta la vista bitches!" She yells and she bombs the entire household with bug spray

The sun was setting, (y/n)  stood on top of the mountain of dead ants that fought hard, it was (y/n)'s victory. Until...

A new visitor arrived, a bigger and more threatening army, cockroaches.

(Y/n)'s eyes widened in shock "They brought reinforcements..." she mumbled cleaning up the last remaining corpses of the ant army