Departure

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You started to cry.

Fatgum was going to approach you but Rappa stopped him.

"Its best for you to leave her there. I don't think you'll want her near." He said.

"Huh!? Why?" Fatgum asked.

"Her parents explained that she is completely out of this world. This version of her is too clingy."

Fatgum looked at you.

Your eyes were red.

"That's why we didn't want you to look at her or even be in here. But I didn't know she was in this room or here in the basement." Rappa explained.

The lights began to flicker and then the power went out.

Only the generator lights in the halls were on.

Light shined on your pale skin.

You stood up.

They couldn't see your face.

Darkness covered it.

You sobbed.

But gave a very eerie glare.

All of you heard footsteps.

Someone was coming.

"What am I!

Do you really know me!

People praised me!

Others shamed me!

Am I a hero!?

Am I a villain!?

All I know is that I lived in a miserable life!"

You grabbed the knife from the tray and stabbed yourself on your chest.

Tears where streaming down your face.

Is this it?

Do I deserve to live?

"(y/n)!"

"Mirio!"

Some of the pros have arrived here.

They looked at you.

They finally found you.

"Its you!" Aizawa said. "We got to get you out of here!"

"No!" you yelled.

"Huh!?"

"Leave me here to die! I deserve it!"

"Are you crazy! Hitoshi needs you!"

"Don't remind me of my past!" you screamed as you flung some of the police away.

"I-I...."

"(y/n)...."

"Hey! We gotta go! Get the girl and lets flee. The Assemblies are getting closer!" Rock Lock yelled.

"Wait what happened!?" Fatgum asked.

"The Assemblies are too overpowered they killed most of us. We gotta retrieve." Night Eye explained.

Aizawa was about to grab you but Fatgum grabbed you instead and held you in his arms.

And they all left the room.

They needed to find the exit.

Without getting caught by the Assemblies.

Everyone ran as fast as they could. Looking out for an exit.
But no luck.


"You're not going anywhere."

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