Pulling on the Strings of Destiny: Act 2 Chapter 14
Summary: Four days pass for Japan, and everyone is on edge. They wonder, and wait. What will happen next for them? Will Midoriya keep rising? What sort of things would she face. They all turned towards the screens, wondering. None more so then the future class 1-A, more so as they get a glimpse into their first sports festival, first internship and their final exams. Watch as Midoriya’s future continues to unfold, as she learns more about her family, society and herself.
Warnings: References to underage pregnancy and the assualt of a minor. References to child harm. Toga Himiko to, she is her own warning.
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Eri watched closely as Rappa grinned at the screen. “Man, I'd love to fight those kids! Wait till Midoriya gets her Quirk, and she's gonna be on fire!”
“That's if the Boss lets her,” Chronostasis told his fellow criminal. Eri kept her gasp quiet as she followed the two back to her room.
“No way? He wouldn't let her?” Rappa asked. “What does he want to kidnap her and keep her here like a pet or something? That's… Creepy.” he frowned. “I want to fight him, not deal with… that.”
“He wouldn't touch her unless she gives permission,” the other villain said in offence.
“Still fucking creepy as hell,” Rappa said. He was so focused on the conversation it took only a second for Eri to spot his keys half out of his pocket. She hesitated, looking up at the other two as they gossiped before reaching out and grabbing the keys. She hid them against her stomach, walking hunched over.
Now, she just needed to wait. The scientists working on her had made Overhaul angry enough to kill them, so they needed new ones, hence why she was being escorted to her room again. It would take time to find new people. She could use that.
She would get out. She'd be brave like Limitless. She could do it; she knew she could.
The screen started as the little girl planned.
The screen opens on Midoriya as she walks back to the student seating. When she reaches it, she pauses.
“Did Uraraka and Iida go down to the waiting rooms?” she asks.
“They did,” Yaoyorozu says, smiling at the girl who smiles back. Tomoe hums as she plays with her bunny, Midoriya moving to sit down. “Who do you think will win this match?”
“It depends. Uraraka might not have a lot of combat experience, but Kirishima tends to be a hot head,” Midoriya tells Yaoyorozu. “Or well…” the green-haired girl pauses, looking thoughtful. “That’s not the right phrase.”
“He’s over-eager,” Ojiro suggests. “I wouldn’t call him dumb or anything, but he’s not the type to think about the long term.”
“Exactly,” Midoriya says. “So it’ll depend. Does he get over eager, rush her and let her touch him- thereby letting her throw him out of bounds? Or does he not.”
“…So, I’m saying yes.” Kaminari voices. “Anyone want to bet?”
“Hey!” Kirishima said. “I… might not?” he frowned as Ochako looked at him, waiting to hear what he'd do. She had already sat down with a laptop to start her lessons, Iida right next to her with an earbud in to listen to lectures.
“Kirishima, I think you might. Or can you think of any way you two hand-to-hand combat users wouldn’t directly face-off?” Sato pointed out.
“… damn it,” Kirishima said with a sigh. “Yeah, I'm gonna lose.”
“Jamming-whey, no one wants to bet on that,” Jirou rolls her eyes, shaking her head. Kaminari laughs in response.
“Damn, could have made easy money,” Kaminari says.
“Hey, he might not!” Ashido defends her friend.
“Like I said, it depends. It also depends on Uraraka being able to move quickly enough to tap him.” Midoriya says.
“…RIP Kiri.” Ashido sighs just as the screen moves to the field. Kirishima and Uraraka face-off, both grinning.
“In one corner! We have the Rocky Boy Kirishima Eijiro from 1A! This rockstar is ready to rock on! Right on this ro-“ Mic begins before he is interrupted.
“Say rock ONE more time.”
“You’re so mean, Shou!” Hizashi complained as he juggled Tomoe, who’d decided she wanted to be in his arms to poke at his shoulders.
“You’re the one who married me,” Shouta replied.
Elsewhere, a little girl put her ear to the thin wall. Thin because Overhaul wanted to be able to listen in if needed. Footsteps were heading down the hall. She counted them quietly before pulling away.
Eri didn’t understand time too well, but she knew enough to be able to tell when was the best time to escape. She also knew footsteps. That had been Katsukame; his steps were always loud.
That meant Sakaki would be next, given he always came around after. He would be drunk as always. He’d also do it way too fast without checking on her.
So… it was time. Eri quietly opened the door to her room after counting to a hundred after the heavy steps.
She was going to be like Limitless.
“Fine, you funsucker. In the second corner, we have Uraraka Ochako, also from 1A! She’s fast, she’s strong, and she can steal your gravity to send you to SPACE!” Mic finishes.
“Hope you don’t mind me winning!” Kirishima chirps. Uraraka grins ferally back.
“Hope you don’t mind me doing so!” she teases.
“Ready?” Mic calls out over the intercom. “BEGIN!” Midnight cracks her whip at his words. Kirishima hardens his body and rushes at Uraraka, who holds her ground right until he’s close. Then she moves out of the way, reaching out to tap his arm.
“Wh-what?!” Kirishima yelps, eyes wide as he lifts into the air. He flails in the air, letting Uraraka grab onto his leg and spin, flinging the weightless boy out of the ring. The shock on Kirishima’s face when Midnight cracks her whip again is obvious.
“Kirishima is out of the ring!” she calls.
“...okay that is EMBARRASSING,” Eijro groaned as the rest of the class laughed, shaking their heads. It was swift, but honestly, it was also incredibly funny to them.
The sentiment was shared around Japan, with people laughing and shaking their heads in amusement. Wow, that was fast.
“And he knew what her Quirk was!” Native laughed. He was patrolling with Tensei again, the two deciding to spend time together due to the focus on Tenya. Already, Tensei kept being bugged about his brother; some of the people who were asking were girls around his brother’s age. A few boys, too. It usually would amuse Tensei, but it was rapidly becoming a pain in the ass to deal with.
“Overconfidence. Better it happens now than the future,” Tensei pointed out.
“Still, kind of ridiculous.” Native chuckled.
“I’m not denying it,” Tensei agreed. His phone rang, and he checked it, shoulders stiffening.
ID: Hey, Engine Boy, I got a ping about something. Can I call?
“Who is it?” Native asked, noticing it was his work phone. Tensei hesitated before speaking as he replied.
“ID.” He told the other as he texted he would call later.
“No shit? Aren’t they supposed to be in Atlantis?” Native asked in surprise.
“They were last week… I didn’t know you talked to them,” Tensei said cautiously. Native shrugged.
“They were one of the people who openly mocked idiots commenting about me. Of course, I chat. They’re pretty wound up in the Court, aren’t they?”
“I think so. I heard their contract is running out…” Tensei said. Native hummed.
“It would be nice to have them back in Japan.”
“...Yeah, it would.”
“Wow, another short one?!” Mic asks over the speakers. The screen goes to show the two teachers in the announcer’s booth. “What are you teaching these kids, Eraserhead?”
“It’s bad matchups all around,” Aizawa sighs. “With Uraraka and Kirishima, both are hand-to-hand Quirk users; however, Uraraka has the advantage of being able to quickly change any fight in her favour if she can get a hand on her opponent. Kirishima, when paired with that, lost because his Quirk gives him an advantage in hand-to-hand that is lesser than Uraraka’s.”
“So Kirishima got overconfident?” Mic asks.
“He did, which isn’t a surprise. Most young heroes get overconfident easily- Kirishima is just one of many. At least he learned it here rather than in battle,” Aizawa says as the camera goes to the field where Uraraka has released Kirishima, so he stands on the ground. He looks shocked, almost lost, even as he stands there. Then Uraraka runs over.
“So I should probably focus on working on that,” Eijiro said with a wince.
“Hey, it’s a common thing.” Midnight told him. “You just need to work on it more, and it’s not that hard to adjust! Trust me, I got a hundred stories of myself, Aizawa, Mic and a few others… including your brother.” She winked at Iida, who grinned the smile that came from having heard a few and wanting more.
Well, now Eijiro was interested.
“Kirishima, are you okay?” she asks him. He turns to her, a grin slowly crossing his face.
“Yeah! Man, that was so… MANLY Uraraka!” he pumps a fist into the air. “So cool! You just… wow.” He then laughs. “Wow, I need to think more, don’t I?”
“Maybe,” Uraraka laughs back. The two classmates share smiles and walk off the field together to thunderous applause from the crowd right before the screen returns to the rest of 1A.
“Wow, that was shorter than I thought,” Ashido says.
“Kirishima got over excited and reacted,” Midoriya says. “Honestly- I think no matter what, Uraraka would have won unless he dislocated her fingers and forced her to be unable to use all five.” The class stares at her, including a fuming Bakugou, who looks incredulous. “What?”
“... that is terrifying but really cool,” Ochako said to Iida, who nodded.
“It is, and something you should remember.” He told her. “More so since now, it’s a weakness others will know of.”
“Hell, forgot about that,” Ochako muttered. As it was, villains were making note of it. The three people who caused this whole thing were handy in allowing them to get a headstart on the next generation of heroes.
“Why did you think of that?” Kaminari asks her. Midoriya hesitates and then sighs.
“Bullies at my school liked to use their Quirks. I would dream up ways to disable said Quirks.” Midoriya explains. “I got used to it, and I kept thinking of ways to disable Quirks ever since.”
“I knew you could, like, figure out ways to make Quirks better, but not this…” Kaminari looks at her in surprise. “In all seriousness, tell me about it 'cause I’d like to know my weaknesses, but later,” Kaminari says.
“She just needs to get you into idiot mode,” Jirou mocks. “Then you’re a sitting duck.”
“That why you kicked me into a bunch of villains?” Kaminari snaps back, sounding annoyed.
“I forgot about that!”
“Oh god, right. That girl did not think it through.”
“More like she was trying to kill him!”
Eri heard the voices from a room, the goons of Overhaul. She quietly crept past the door, head down. She just needed to keep moving, keep going.
She could do it, she could.
“WHAT?!” Ashido says, along with most of the class. Kaminari looks surprised as Jirou’s eyes widen.
“Wait, she didn’t tell you guys?” he asks them. Yaoyorozu also looks surprised.
“No! What the hell, Jirou?” Ashido asks the punk girl, who scoffs.
“He didn’t go idiot then,” she protests.
“A villain threatened him while in ‘idiot mode’ though,” Yaoyorozu speaks up. Jirou looks at her in betrayal. Yaoyorozu shrugs. “I’m not going to lie for you. I thought you told them.”
“Why would she?” Mina asked Yaomomo as Jirou slunk down in her chair. “It paints her in a very bad light.”
“I am unsure. Possibly, I thought she had some moral fibre and would admit to it,” Yaomomo said, her voice upset. With Jirou or herself for making yet another mistake, the elegant teen didn’t know.
“Guys, let’s not all jump on her,” Kaminari says.
“Course not; she has a damn point, Pikachu.” Bakugou sneers. “You need to get better fast.” Jirou’s face goes pale, and she stands up.
“I think I need to puke.” She leaves without another word as Sero scoffs.
“Oh god,” Kyoka said. “I… oh god-”
“You aren’t like him!” Kaminari said instantly. He looked at her firmly. “Yeah, you’re a bitch sometimes, but you are not as bad as he is.” Kyoka looked at him with wide eyes.
“How come I only realized it now when I am being compared to someone I don’t like?” the teenager asks him. He opens his mouth, and Jirou turns away.
It was selfish; it was disgusting, really. She was being forced to acknowledge her actions when a bully said he agreed with her. When a bully probably would have done the same thing as she did.
What kind of person did that?
Oh god, she was still making it all about herself, wasn’t she?
“The resident asshole agreeing with her showed her how bad her choices were,” he says before wincing.
“FUCK OFF TAPE FACE!”
“KATSUKI!”
“Tomoe’s heard that one, sadly,” Midoriya tells him. “She knows they’re big words, though.”
“Ass-ole.” Tomoe says. The entire class bursts out laughing as Midoriya sighs.
The silliness of the comment had people laughing after witnessing the emotions of Jirou, people giggling, and parents nodding their heads at Midoriya’s pain.
One girl ignored it as she crept away. At least until she found herself facing a maid. Eri stared at the woman, horrified. Her shoulders tensed, and the keys in her hands hurt as she clenched them.
“... Three more hallways,” the woman said to Eri. “Fatgum, a hero, his agency is about ten blocks away. Chisaki and the others are having a large lunch. You can make it.” The woman walked away.
Eri didn’t waste her chance.
The screen returns to the field where Iida and the white-haired boy from Monoma’s team face off.
“In our next match, we have Iida Tenya from class 1-A! He’s fast, skilled and loves his rules! Due to a withdrawal, his opponent is Shihai Kuroiro! He’s dark, moody and faster than shadows!” Present Mic announces over the intercom. Iida bows to the other boy, who mimics it. Neither say anything as they wait.
Kuroiro frowned. Why would he agree to take the spot? His Quirk was incredibly unsuited for that. Did the other boy insist?
“START!” Midnight shouts. Iida speeds towards the other boy, who lets it happen. Iida moves faster, shoving the boy out of bounds swiftly. “…Iida winner?”
“Apologies for the short match,” Shihai tells the other boy. “However, my Quirk is one I am still working on, as well as the fact there was no way for me to use it.”
“It’s fine,” Iida says but stops. “So this was a bad match-up no matter who you fight?”
“My Quirk allows me to merge with dark things, such as shadows or colours,” Shihai explains. The screen pauses on him.
“Shihai Kuroiro!” Present Mic’s voice announces. “Quirk: Black! He can merge with any dark enough thing and be completely hidden! He’s also a huge fan of the occult and horror.” The screen goes back to them speaking.
“Huh, that’s an interesting Quirk,” Izumi said as she heaved up a microwave. He could have tried harder, maybe learned fighting skills or something. But it was still a cool Quirk.
Elsewhere, Eri unlocked the door to the outside, slipping out of the base. She stepped out into the fresh air, shaking. Is this how Limitless felt? When the man who hurt her left? The girl wondered before she shook her head.
She had to move.
The girl took off, unaware of the fact the maid she met had gone to the security station to look at the cameras. No one was there, the thug who was supposed to be there off somewhere. It took a minute to destroy the footage.
Anything to give the kid more time. Kuira Nakami wasn’t that good of a person. A life with a Quirk like Razor Touch made it hard. She’d always been angry at how people treated her and hated how some of the more idiotic heroes preached redemption for villains. The villain who hurt her deserved death, not being let out on parole.
How it got her under Overhaul’s reach was simple. She heard he wanted to destroy Quirks and dreamed of him destroying her villain’s. Being a maid was not what she wanted, but the man’s sexism was legendary. She’d hoped to prove herself. Then she met Eri.
And she couldn’t do it.
Watching as the videos were deleted, she closed her eyes. She didn’t have hope for a future.
But she would pray one last time.
“I am not skilled enough to move through them as my mother is. She is able to vanish into her shadow and appear in another. A talent she told me took time to hone.” Shihai says calmly. “I am not as fast as you to dodge, and I know that.” The white-haired teen shrugs.
“I see,” Iida frowns. “This entire event seems more suited for people like me. I knew it previously, but this strengthens the idea.”
“It’s chance,” the other teen disagrees. “There could have been something more suited for me in another situation you were ill-suited for.”
“Yeah, but he didn’t even try,” Izumi said as she walked up to the top of the beach to toss the junk into the pile. Shouta made a noise, wordlessly asking her to continue. “It’s one thing to not be suited, but he didn’t do anything. He seemed so… defeatist there. Like it was a foregone conclusion he’d lose.”
“Not the kind of attitude we like in UA, I won’t lie,” Shouta admitted. “But he did get in with robots.”
“Which is more frustrating. Sure, there were more shadows there, but why not even try here? How can you just give up like that? It’s ridiculous!” Izumi said. She threw her arms up. “You have to try. He could have trained more to; learn how to throw a punch.”
“We can work with that in UA,” Shouta said. “But I agree, he should have worked harder.”
“How did he get in when Shinsou didn’t?” Izumi wondered.
“He was better in the exams,” Shouta said. “After all, he could probably sink into the colour or shadows on them.”
“It feels so dumb,” Izumi sighed. “He could have tried!”
“He could have. Yet you seem more frustrated than you normally are about this.” Eraserhead said. Izumi didn't answer for a second before she sighed.
“I think I'm just frustrated. Everything going on is just… so much. Mom, Dad, Endeavour… I kinda want to complain to complain.” she admitted.
“Well, that makes sense. How about you think of how you want to argue your point and create an essay about it while working? You're here until one anyway, then it's lunch, and you're going to UA for classes.” Shouta said.
“Alright… thanks Shouta. That'll help,” Izumi smiled at the man, who nodded back.
It would be a good way for her to think better.
“What do you think of that Eraser?” Mic’s voice asks as the two teens walk off, still speaking.
“Shihai isn’t wrong, but he made a fatal mistake in not even trying. Attempting to dodge and becoming one with Iida’s shadow could have enabled him to win the match,” Aizawa says as the screen shows the announcer’s booth.
“So you think he could have won?” Mic asks.
“If he’d thought about it. He’s a first-year,” Aizawa says. “He’s got time to think about it, but a lot of times, Quirks won’t work in ways we wish.”
Back in the stands, Midoriya nods along with the words. “People are really reliant on Quirks.”
“So you think there were other ways he could fight?” Ojiro asks her.
Kuroiro frowned at the screen. He might rely on his Quirk a lot, but going up against someone like Iida with his super speed wasn't easy.
“Hmm… he’s kinda skinny, and Iida is built like a tank, so I’m not sure. But he could have tried something.” Midoriya says. “He should work on his muscles more than his Quirk usage. Though I wonder how he can hone his Quirk…”
“You’re right,” a new voice says. Monoma pokes his head over the barrier between their classes. “While I do think he can learn to use his Quirk better, muscle mass can only help in the long run with holding down criminals or even preventing things like this from happening from his mass.”
“Exactly!” Midoriya nods. “As well, some Quirks do get better if the user is working out alongside training it. Mine did, and I believe that Iida noticed his Quirk strengthening as he trained both.”
“Precisely,” Monoma says eagerly. Both Quirk nerds began to talk more as the rest of 1A looked at them with wide eyes. The screen shows Kaminari has made his way to the field for his match and is facing off against Shinsou.
“… I am an idiot,” Kuroiro sighed. He would go to the gym later to buff up. He truly needed it. He would take the advice given. Perhaps one day, he could travel fully through shadow.
Itsuka in her school sucked her teeth. She didn't like how Monoma was supposed to be a pest but seemed nice to Midoriya. He had to be hiding something. Her instincts on idiotic boys were always right. Look at her mom’s boyfriends! Itsuka always knew they were no good and had never been proven wrong yet!
Her point would be proven, and people would stop saying she had anger issues! She knew it!
“For the final round, we have from class 1A the electric taser, the man who cannot be stopped, KAMINARI DENKI!” Present Mic cries. “And in the other corner, we have the dark horse, the General Education student who needs a nap, SHINSOU HITOSHI!”
“Sup man,” Kaminari says to the purple teen, who nods back, smirking a little. “No hard feelings when I kick your ass?”
“No hard feelings when I kick yours?” Shinsou asks, and Kaminari laughs, shrugging.
“Now you two, have a nice, CLEAN match,” Midnight tells them. Shinsou snorts. “BEGIN!” the teacher cries out, and Shinsou opens his mouth.
“WHEN I WAS A YOUNG BOY!” the purple teen sings. Kaminari, gearing up his Quirk, pauses.
“Huh,” Hitoshi said. He sat down in his classroom, ignoring the looks of his classmates. A few were happy for him, but most were giving him the side eye. Assholes. “That’s an old one.”
But it distracted Kaminari!
In UA, Denki sighed. Jirou was frozen, not looking at anyone and lost in her mind. And then he lost just like that.
Damnit, that wasn't fair at all.
“What-“ his eyes become unfocused, and he freezes in place.
“Walk out of bounds,” Shinsou orders and Kaminari obeys.
“… Okay, this first round was not as exciting as we all hoped, but the winner is SHINSOU HITOSHI!” Present Mic declares. Shinsou smiles, a happy glint in his eyes as the screen moves to show Midoirya clapping her hands.
“He did it!”
“Hito?” Tomoe asks before smiling herself. “Mama, Hito!”
“What to go see him and congratulate him, baby?” Midoriya asks as she stands. “Me and Tokoyami are fighting next, so we can see him before then.” She waves at the others and leaves, passing by Iida. She smiles at her friend, who returns it softly.
Eri walked through the city, trying not to run and draw attention. She needed to get to Fatgum. She didn't know what he looked like, but she remembered Overhaul complaining about something like ‘fat is unhealthy, and Quirks pervert us by letting us accept a….’ Something? She didn't remember.
But she knew the guy had to be big.
Leaving the stands, the screen follows her through the halls. Tomoe is in her arms, looking around curiously. As they turn down one hallway, they run into Endeavour, who looks at her in surprise.
“Oh,” Midoriya says, seeing him. Her arms clutch her daughter tightly. Tomoe makes a noise, looking at Endeavour with wide eyes.
“Ah, it is you,” Endeavour says. He looks at her curiously. “This is your daughter?”
“Yes, and you stay THE HELL AWAY FROM HER!” Izumi shouted at the screen. The sentiment was firmly shared around Japan, with people glaring at the screen.
“Yes,” Midoriya says simply. Endeavour doesn’t seem to care, nodding.
“You’re quite strong. I have no doubts that you will end up facing my son. Try and give him a good fight,” the man says. Midoriya gives only a single nod. She attempts to move on, but Endeavour continues. “Your Quirk is a lot like All Might’s. It is quite fascinating.”
“I suppose it is,” Midoriya says calmly. “He is a good teacher for me.”
“We’ll see whose training wins out then,” Endeavour says. "It's my Shouto's duty to surpass All Might as the number one hero. And his match with you will be a good testing ground for how much training he has left. So hit him hard. Don't disgrace yourself or him by holding back.”
“Oh, go fuck yourself,” muttered Z, the mercenary checking her phone for jobs. She had fun with Dabi. Man might need to take it slow the old-fashioned way, but his mouth game was on point. But she needed money.
Maybe she’d get lucky, and someone would hire to put a bullet in Endeavour. Abusive dads were her favourite thing to kill. She liked to picture her dipshit father as them. Her most cherished kill to date had been him, and maybe taking down Endeavour would give her the same thrill.
Midoriya stiffens. The screen moves to show her and Todoroki speaking to each other.
" My father has not only a rich history of accomplishments but plenty of money to throw at his problems. He bribed my mother's relatives to get his hands on her quirk.” Todoroki says darkly. “And now he's raising me to usurp All Might.”
The screen goes back to Midoriya and Endeavour.
“Sir, do you know who All Might’s father is?” she asks randomly. The man frowns.
“Ha!” Toshinori chuckled. He knew exactly where this was going.
“What?”
“It’s a trick question,” Midoriya muses. “All Might is an orphan, after all. So let’s go to Ryuuko. Who is her father? He was a hero, too, wasn’t he?” Midoriya watches Endeavour, who looks confused. “I’m not All Might. And Todoroki isn’t you, sir. Both of you have left marks on both of us. But the thing is…” she pauses, frowning. “The thing is that while people will leave marks in history if their children become greater, they will be but a footnote.” She sniffs. “Food for thought.” She leaves behind the number two hero, who doesn’t move an inch before the screen goes black.
As the timer began to tick down, people howled their heads off at the epic burn Midoriya gave the hero. That was amazing! Hilarious and perfect in every single way! Plus, it was true no one knew who fathered All Might. Or Endeavour, for that matter.
In his office, the flame hero threw aside his Ben, the flames on him burning bright. That snot-nosed brat! How dare she say that to him! Shouto was nothing without Enji! The boy was a tool, a lump of clay that needed diligent shaping to become a hero! Enji did the job of an artist to create him! He had gone to multiple lengths to have Shouto! His name would go down in history as the head of a legacy!
Or… would it be Shouto’s name…
No, it would be the Todoroki name. Enji’s name. It would reign supreme in history, especially when the only person to match his son would marry him. Perhaps One for All would be passed through his bloodline now… yes perfect.
The legacy would thrive.
As the hero thought and plotted, Eri stumbled down a new street. She paused upon spotting a huge person dressed in a yellow hoodie next to a nervous-looking guy in white.
“Come on, Suneater!” The hero (cause it had to be a hero) said to the guy in white. “With Nighteye down patrollers, our area expanded!”
“S-sorry Fatgum. I’m just nervous, you know?” Said the other.
Fatgum.
Eri ran towards them, and the hero spotted her. His face became startled, horrified and then concerned. He dropped to one knee as she approached.
“Hello,” he said softly.
“Hi,” Eri breathed. She looked up at him. “I… I ran away.”
“I see. Can you tell me who you ran from?” The hero asked kindly.
“Overhaul…” Eri said. The hero blinked and then nodded firmly.
“Well then, kid, I’m Fatgum. Let’s go to my agency so I can get you some food, okay?” He asked. Eri nodded and let Fatgum pick her up.
He was so gentle. He was kind… he…
“I saved myself like Limitless,” Eri said. “And found my own hero.” She looked at Fatgum with wide eyes. The man blinked before chuckling.
“You did, kid! Hell, I’m even blonde like All Might!” He told her. Eri beamed and leaned her head on his shoulder.
She did it. The tears began to prickle at her eyes, and she sniffed, unable to stop it.
She did it! She really did it! She was free!
For the first time in a long time, Eri cried happy tears as Fatgum carried her to safety.
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Notes:
-Sorry, but I'm on a soap box again: for those who saw chapter 14 before, it was an AN complaining about commenters continuing to step over my boundaries to comment about Kendo. I have stated before I delete them, and they're annoying. I was admittedly a little pissy in my wording, but it's getting to a point where I want to force people to take an internet etiquette quiz or something. Someone decided to comment on the chapter, basically scolding me for not, in fact, listening to the others, saying there are two sides, followed by going on about how me focusing on Kendo’s bad habits and making them worse but giving her a redemption later actually is a bad thing. I deleted that, to as I said, I was done. It also personally felt like an attack on my person and not an actual comment on the story as is, so why keep it up?
They proceeded to go to my tumblr and comment that they saw I deleted it, and thus they know I can't take criticism, and I'm petty. I'll give the second, but I don't see how my getting upset people continue to STOMP on boundaries I set is me not taking criticism after I've said multiple times not to comment about that stuff. Plus, I think it's disturbing and weird they decided to go to my tumblr and comment about it like that. Like… are you that entitled you need the last word? Do you think your words are that important? Incredibly creepy, dude. I have turned anon off on my tumblr, and while I haven't set up moderated comments here, that's only because, frankly, I don't have the spoons to deal with that.
I will say this: you're not wise, unique or cool commenting, complaining about characterization or insisting I see both sides on a fanfic. You're just an entitled jackass, more so when you feel the need to go to my tumblr and comment. This isn't a place for debate. Want to debate? Then yes, go to my tumblr. Please don’t go there to whine that I deleted your comment. Any sort of high ground you had (if you had ANY) instantly was lost and you became revealed to just be an entitled jerk.
There I am DONE TALKING ABOUT THIS.
-Also, the poll is not to decide if there will be poly. It's me asking if people would be upset if I went back on my word about no poly. The flow of the story is going where it will, and romance will always be secondary. I'm just a sucker for it, so I do think about it.
-Eri kind of jumped at me, demanding I save her. And since this chapter was short anyway… here we are!
-In straight hand-to-hand, Kirishima wins. But we know from the final exams that the poor boy doesn’t really think things through. So he got too close to Uraraka and, boom, he lost. Someone actually said we weren’t going to see the Bakugou vs. Uraraka fight, and all I could think was: Yeah, we are. It’ll be the second round? So here for that person: we still see it!
-The Jirou scene… I dunno. I think it does show that she is also realizing she’s fucking up in the future. She’s also heavily aware Bakugou used to be a bully, and to know he agrees with some of her thoughts? YIKES to her.
-Okay, so ID was on an undercover mission as said in chapter 10, but has been removed from it because of what is going on right now. They wanted them on the case to find the villains responsible. Of course with two versions existing they keep getting conflicting information. (Another Court member has taken over the mission). Mostly I wanted ID around cause… reasons that will be shown in the chapter before the next intermission.
-no-moku gave us Nakami!
-CONFRONTATION TIME. This was a lot of fun to think about, but here we go!! Izumi gets to put the smackdown on Endeavour!!
-ERI IS SAVED! She did it! With, you know, help from a maid who destroyed some footage and gave her directions. But she made it! She found her All Might and saved herself!
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