I let out a sigh as I processed what just happened and thought of what I should do now. I jumped off of the sofa quickly, but then had to stop since I had a rush and almost fell over from a quick dizzy spell that came over me. It only lasted a few seconds before I was no longer dizzy, then continued to run out of my room and down the stairs. I ran towards the kitchen to see if anyone was in there, then to the sofa. After that I used a quirk to change into my hero costume, I then went to Yamada and Aizawa's room door. I first knocked on it like it was no big deal, then I began to have a bad gut feeling, so I began to knock on it a little bit harder and faster before I began to pound on the door, which I didn't mean to.
"G-guys, this is really important!" I yelled before slowing down the pounding on the door and looking around, then turning back to the door as I stopped knocking, "Sorry, but I'm coming in."
I opened the door slowly, yet quickly. Yamada was snoring and rolled up like a log in the blankets and could have been mistaken for Aizawa, while Aizawa had noise canceling headphones on. I turned on the light, which gained Aizawa's attention. He squinted his eyes open and sat up as he removed the noise canceling headphones.
"What's the matter? Why are you in your hero costume? Are you going to kill us for making you embarrassed? If so, just know that we didn't mean to." Aizawa asked in a half asleep tone.
Full of energy, I said, "That doesn't matter at all right now! So, get the hell up and get ready! We have to deal with some-" I stopped abruptly upon hearing foreign footsteps coming from my room. "Shit!" I hissed in a whisper as I turned off the light and closed the door.
"Y/N, what's going on?" he asked as he yawned.
"Shh..." I said as I put a finger over my lips. I used the telepathic speaking quirk to explain, "I went to another dimension and it happened to be one that the three of us were villains. They were planning to come to this one (for reasons that I'll explain later) and kill us. We have to defeat them or do something or else you guys will get hurt."
"Are you sure it wasn't just another dream?" he asked tiredly.
Before I could respond to that, we heard someone walking down the stairs. I noticed that he was now wide awake. I then said, "Wake Yamada and get ready."
He right away pulled the blanket away from Yamada's face and woke him, signing something to him as he squinted his eyes open. I turned invisible so that not even that version of me could see me, and teleported to my room. The only one who I could see was my evil lookalike. She was sitting in the chair to the right of the coffee table. Since it was obvious that she couldn't see or sense me, I played with the thought if I should attack now or see what will happen. I erased- or by the least tried to erase- her quirks, before I just let things play out for a little bit to see what would happen. Just as I thought that, I heard a commotion downstairs. I looked to the door before I looked back to my lookalike to see her stand up and walk towards the door. I followed her to the railing outside of my room, then watched as she jumped over it and down to the first floor. I too did the same, but used a quirk to quiet my landing.
She turned around and walked into their room. The door was open, so I knew that their evil lookalikes were in there too. I crept behind my doppelganger and tried to knock her out, using probably a little too much strength to knock her out since I didn't think that quirks like knocking out a person or erasing their quirk would work on myself. I used just enough strength that she fell to the floor, and once she fell in a thud, I began to hear talking.
"I told you that she was useless." evil Yamada said.
"Hey, look where she's got us." the other dimension's version of Aizawa responded as he wiped a blood covered knife onto the side of his black pants.

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Heroes Need Saving Too (BNHAxReader)
FanfictionA teenage girl who has a troubled past has to become the number one hero in order to prove that she is not what her past makes her seem to be. So, what if I were to tell you that a hero has to save other people, but there is no one to save that hero...