A Hero's Assassination Academia

Falling Camelia

Purple petals swarmed all around, falling to the ground. The breeze started to rage, and the air started to turn cold. A golden orb appeared gently in the light. It was strange, yet satisfying, as the "space" around started to shift, leaving nothing more than a strange boy standing in the wind. Holding an open parasol in his hand, he quietly walked forward, with a smile on his face.

"Wow, it's beautiful here! I wonder how things are going outside. Would you care to tell me?"

Deku shot up from his bed. He touched his forehead, and felt sweat drip down a cold, damp surface. Why did this still happen? He'd thought that it was due to the fact that All Might gave him his quirk, but when he asked him about it, he didn't know. None of the teachers did, and it was starting to scare him.

"Can you please just come out? What are you? Why are you here?"

"Hm, why don't you try to figure it out? Ah just kidding, but you've asked me that question so many times. Ah, I know! I have a wonderful idea!"

Deku looked up, and he saw the same boy in his dream, standing in front of him in his room. He still held the parasol, and his feet seemed to barely touch the ground. Every detail was the exact same. He wore a typical crimson and black Shosei-styled uniform, with his bangs covering most of his eyes. He had somewhat choppy reddish blackish hair. A smile was still on his face, and as always, his figure seemed.....unclear, which was most likely why Deku could never completely remember how he looked.

"W-what? How are you here? What is going on?!"

The boy laughed, with lively smile on his face. His eyes glistened a goldish color, and the space around them became what Deku had saw before in his "dream". He tried to run, but the boy appeared in front of him every time. No matter what he did, what he tried, he couldn't leave, nor could he shake this kid off his tail. He knew it was hopeless. Just who was he, and what did he want? Why wouldn't he answer that?

"Tired already? It seems you want some answers from me. Hm, well, don't you think flowers are beautiful?"

Deku looked up, slightly curious of what this boy was getting to.

"Flowers, they represent happiness, when you give them to someone as a gift. They represent betrayal, when you step on them or throw them away. The most important thing, is that they represent ************ ****** ****** Isn't that just beautiful?"

As soon as Deku heard those words, he started to feel pain, and suddenly threw up. He body writhed on the floor, and his normally bright face was now replaced by a scared, pitiful look.

"Shouldn't you have, ah, what do you humans call it. 'One for All', that was a quirk isn't it? It's supposed to be quite strong, so why haven't you used it?"

He's right......I haven't used it yet! I still have a chance!

Deku stood up, with his eyes shining again. Despite completely being in pain, he wasn't about to stop now. He kept his pace, and charged towards the boy with his strength. As he managed to get a few large blows in, he started to become more confident and self assured, and finally dealt a finishing blow, or so he thought. The boy dissolved into purple petals, than reformed again.

"Interesting, you indeed are quite strong. Not bad, not bad at all."

The boy was smiling again, like always, but there was something behind him. A demon looking silhouette appeared before Deku, and strangled him. No matter how hard he tried, how many punches and kicks he had given it, it would not budge. The demon kept holding on, and the boy kept twirling his parasol. Blood started to spill. The flowers started to wither. But just before Deku could close his eyes, he saw a blue haired boy, lying helplessly on the ground.

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Nagisa sat up in his bed, and stretched his arms. He kept replaying the fight he had with Karma yesterday, as he'd seen something else. No, Karma's moves had seemed.......different. They were more deadly, more difficult to attack than before. But that wasn't all. Nagisa had felt a chill down his spine when Karma had dealt his blow; it was like Karma was trying to control the impact of it and was barely holding on to his strength, yet he had gotten through. And that dream, just what was it? Purple petals, a demon, and that boy. And why was Izuku in there as well? What was going on?

"Yo Nagisa, you're finally up! Geez I was wondering if I'd have to personally smack you to get your mind out of the clouds."

Rio stood at the doorway, and had an exasperated look on her face. She was fully dressed and ready to get to school, and Nagisa was confused. Then he looked at the clock. Oh boy, it was almost the start of school. Welp.

Anyways, they managed to get to school due to Korosensei's Mach 20 speed, and it appeared that Mr. Aizawa was running late for some reason. Not thinking much of it, Nagisa looked around until he saw a certain greenette, who seemed quite stressed. His eyes looked a little scared, and his hands were trembling. Standing up from his seat, he decided to ask Izuku if anything was wrong. I

"Uh, no, I-I'm fine! D-d-don't worry ab-about me! T-th-th-there is nothing wrong!"

Suddenly, he recalled something. Just before he passed out, he saw a bluenette, and for some reason, he looked exactly like Nagisa!

'Should I ask him about it? What was he doing there? Was that even him? Just because they have the same hair color doesn't mean anything right? But that blue guy definitely looked like Nagisa! It is him right? Arghhh.....if I ask him and he doesn't know I'll feel so stupid again! What do I do what do I do?!'

"Uh Izuku, are you alright?"

And in a moment of pure panic and desperation, Izuku had blurted out to him, "Did you have a really weird dreamlike thing where there were falling purple petals and a black demon with a boy?"

Nagisa could barely hide his shock, but the second he was going to say something, Mr. Aizawa had entered the classroom. Grabbing Izuku's wrist, he simply replied with a "Meet me behind the hallway during break." He had to talk with him.