When they got home that day. They both were still laughing. Momo grabbing the laptop and notebook. This was where they wrote all the information they needed from. Writing their observations and conclusions down within the book. Then they did more and more research. Being careful about everything. Caution was a good thing. Information was the best thing.
The two of them had so much information. They had stuff on every hero and hero to come. No one was safe from the two. Not even the famous All Might. They knew the well-kept secret he had. Oh dang, did he hide it good? Yet too bad for him. Cause the still found it. Not even the villains knew his secret, nor the heroes. Gotta say he really did a good job.
Yet once you ruin a person's life. They will most likely want revenge. Which is what happened for Izuku. When he cried for help. They should have listened. Yet they never did and they probably never would have. Which upset Izuku to no end. Why didn't the heroes listen to a cry for help? Were they even heroes?
Izuku knew their plans after the first call he made. The first time they didn't answer. He knew that they wouldn't save him. He knew that... He knew that he would have to save himself. That he had to become his own hero. So that's exactly what he did. Studying or observing if you want to call it that. He studied people and their quirks. Writing all the information down to combat it in the future maybe...
Izuku didn't only do heroes and heroes in training. No he also did villains and people he saw. Thinking that it would be good. You never know who you would be against in the future. So they constantly did research and observed people.
Momo sat next to him. Her legs across his lap with his laptop on top. The clicking and tapping my of the buttons. As they both did research on the computers. Wanting to know everything they could before school started. The two of them both knew that they would make it in. Call it an instinct or a gut feeling. They just knew.
So when the day came. Their letters from U.A being in the mail. They opened them up and got the same reply back.
"Welcome to your hero academia!"
The both of them smiling in excitement. As they both prepared for school. Training nonstop for this. Knowing that they would have to be strong. They had to have smarts. They would have to be prepared for this. That was something they knew from the start. Yet the endless questions going through his head. Something Momo didn't know about. He was questioning whether this was real or not. Even though it obviously was. Right?
Maybe it wasn't? Maybe this all was a dream? Was it a dream? Was this all real or was it not? Is this reality or was it all his imagination? Constant thoughts going through his head. Never stopping for him. It was just an endless cycle until..
*Beep Beep Beep*
Izuku wakes up. Breathing heavily as he looks around the room. It was bright the lights shining in his eyes. White walls surrounding him as looked. There was a somewhat large window. White curtains draping over it. He looks out and sees its morning. Looking down he sees stuff hooked up to him. Confused he looks towards the door. As footsteps echoed down the hall. A man walking in the room. He smiled and shut the door.
"Ah. It seems you finally woke up young Midoriya. You know we though you never would have. You have been seriously hurt. Especially in your skull." The doctor tells him. Izuku looking at him highly confused.
"What are you talking about?" Izuku says in a raspy voice before he went into a cough fit. The doctor just smiled and shook his head.
"I believe you have been here before. Uhh yes right here. Back when you were ten years old. You went back home with your parents I presume. Yet you kept coming back. Wounds always littering your skin. Then one day exactly two years ago. You came in here severely injured. You had major head trauma. You went into a coma and you just now woke up. We counted all your birthdays. You are 12 years old if you were wondering." He told him. Making Izuku gasp in shock. Looking around rapidly he realised.
'Yeah that's right. Yet all that happened and Momo? Its not real its not true? What... No no no'
"No no no no no" Izuku mutters under his breath over and over. Making the doctor worried as he tried to stop him. Izuku breaths in heavily and sighs. Before looking at the doctor with a smile.
"I'm fine. I apologize." He says before looking away. The doctor sighs but does what he needed to do and left.
"No one will ever truly care about you. We live in a selfish world." He muttered. Before his parents ran into the room making him frown deeply. Looking away from his parents he ignored their very existence. Making his father mad.
"Look at me boy." His father growls out pissed. Izuku laughs and mocks him.
"Look at me boy. So fucking scary father." Izuku says before continuing to laugh. His mother gasps in surprise before slapping him.
'You can never become a hero. Cause the real villain is the ones who claim they are heroes. Hiding behind a disguise and claiming they would help. When they wont. They will just leave you behind. Leave you rotting. You can cry and beg but they wont listen. As the so call villains try to survive in a world of true evil. They are used for entertainment and a stepping stool by heroes.'
Izuku gets up and smirks evilly. Looking at his so called mother. As she stared at him his father just watching. As his thoughts finally said to him.
'Now Izuku. What are you?'
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