In a world where your value is placed on your Quirk, what happens when you're quirkless? A fork in the road. Izuku Midoriya became a hero, (Y/n) (L/n) became a villain. When faced with a man who had the attitude of a villain and the fortitude of a h...
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Chapter Seventeen - Of Monsters and Men
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"You're going to spend the rest of your days knowing that the teenager you dismissed as inconsequential was the one to reap the benefits of your downfall. I hate you. I want to tear you apart and make the suffering last as I shove dirt and energy that isn't yours into your body so you feel the anguish I did every moment I spent with you. You are nothing but a speck of dust in the winds of time, filth wiped away with a sneer. And that, your tragedy, makes me smile!"
The train was unusually crowded so late at night. When you'd rode the train in the past there was normally only one or two people. Now there was a group of gossiping friends on the other side of the car. It made you uncomfortable, and for a split second, you considered putting your mask on to hide your face. But (Y/n) wasn't recognizable. Energy was.
When the train stopped, you were the first one off. You pulled your hood over your head and started walking. The group of friends stayed on the train which was a relief. They probably had another stop or two to go before they'd get off. That left you alone.
The last thing you said to Overhaul made him cry. It still gave you a sick sense of satisfaction when you thought about the terror on his face. He called you a monster. You were just enacting revenge. He saw the devil in your eyes. You saw normal (E/c).
On the drive back to the base after your confrontation with Overhaul, you drove since Dabi was going to throw up if Spinner was at the wheel again. It was mostly quiet. No one had much to say about the prior events. It wasn't even until you'd all abandoned the truck to continue on foot that Dabi hung back to speak to you.
"What'd you say to him?"
"Nothing much."
"He cried."
You shrugged.
"He called you a monster too."
"Do you think I'm a monster, Dabi?" You looked up at the older villain with a raised brow. There was something familiar about his eyes. He never made eye contact much unless he was challenging someone's authority, so you'd never thought about it before.
"No. I know what monsters are, and you aren't one."
Dabi said you weren't a monster. Tomura called heroes monsters. AFO himself was a monster and admitted it. So where did you fall on that spectrum? Was it really so wrong of you to do everything you did with the Shie Hassakai? You'd killed one of their own for Eri. You'd betrayed them all for the plan. You'd helped the heroes for Eri and the heroes rescuing her. Everything made sense up until that final point with Overhaul.
