U.A Prison ▪BNHA▪「Book 1」

|10| 「私がやります」

Chapter 10
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Midoriya was confused; why did it felt like he was at home, safe when he knew he wasn't. He was at ease, out of harm's way, and not the very least welcomed.

The beginning was a rough patch since they kidnapped him, drugged him, and tied him up mercilessly. With all that he felt compelled to protect them even though all the stuff they put through.

He did felt uneasy with what was going on but the warm bath, comfortable clothes, a place to sleep, and food to eat; was great but something at the back of his mind nagged him that it felt too easy, much less manipulated. But it was just a rough feeling of being displeased, which Midoriya chalked up to being too greedy for his own good.

It was like he had no choice but to be at least useful to whoever helped him to be here at such a utopia, so he had to be good and listen.
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One day ago

Eraser Head was in front of the higher-ups, the government, basically the hero federation. Consisted of 7 people, in case of a disagreement; the votes will always be one higher.

The room was dark, only having one main source of light, which was in the center of the room; where Eraser Head stood. There were other lights as well but they were placed near the stands so the higher-ups could see their documents.

There were also dark protected one-sided mirrors that protected them at their stands; in case anyone wanted to attack them plus they could see anyone on the other side but the people on the other side can't. Only their silhouette could be seen through the glass.

Not many people knew what they looked like since it was best to keep their identities safe; Eraser didn't know who they were even if he's a rare black level.

Neither of the higher-ups had quirks; the special people could have taken them down, but everyone was sure that All Might would protect the government.

"Two oranges in the span of two weeks, I'm impressed," One of them said while looking at the documents.

The other six snickered and giggled.

"Hm, yeah but this one claimed to be quirkless, we can't confirm if this is true or not," Eraser Head groaned, it was the last place he wanted to be.
Whispers of disbelief were thrown across the darkroom.

"Izuku Midoriya, quirkless? But able to be orange is that what you're telling me." Someone from their stand snickered, amused.

Eraser sighed; he didn't want to deal with this especially when it's a Sunday.

"Yes, we retried the test and they turned out the same, even with different machines; if he's lying, he would have tried to escape using his quirk but he didn't fight one bit,"

Mumbles of disagreement were lowly thrown across the room. It soon became silent like they muted themselves and talked behind the glass.

Eraser shifted uncomfortably in his spot, he wanted to take out his sleeping bag and snooze away the meeting but they would take away his sleeping bag privileges from him.

"We'll deal with that later, since you such a good job; you're getting a promotion," One of them spoke boredly.

Eraser's eyes widen with shock; he didn't want a promotion he was okay with his nightly missions. He wanted to shout, protest, anything but that would only cause deeper troubles. He didn't like his tight leash one bit; it was like reaching to bite your owner knowing what's going to happen so he held back.

"In the next ten to eleven months, a new project is going on; choose one the oranges that you captured and train them,"

"That's my promotion, to babysit?"

"Feels more like a demotion," Eraser couldn't help but bite, he felt even more exhausted by the thought of doing that; yet they didn't like that.

"No, your promotion is to train sixteen levels to be the best pros from the lower age prisons, do what you want, as long as those colors into your aid, and be the perfect combination."

"Fail our expectations and your level will no longer exist,"

Eraser Head could practically hear the smirks in their voice.

Soon a loud buzzer was heard and the door behind him opened. Eraser Head was escorted by another pro called Hawks; he had red wings and curly dirty blond hair and carried two long red feathers in his hands, but they were sharpened like steel.

Hawks stopped a few steps away from Eraser Head with a serious look on his face. The light was close enough to see his face, but the raven-haired man paid no attention to it and left with the blond close behind.

As soon as the door closed, a dull blond switched over as quickly as light travels.

The blonde dropped his long feathers and raced up to the tired man who was desperately trying his best to get away but was too late.

"Erasey-macy! Good to see you," Hawks walked up close to him and joked with the foolish nickname.

"Ugh, blonds are really loud!"

"I bet Micky be like that in bed too," Hawks laughed as he tried to swing his arm over the man's shoulder but was thrown off as soon as he did.

"Hmph, back off Hawks," Eraser said walking faster to the elevator.

"Is Eraser blushing, let me guess he misses his loud blondie," Hawks laughed again but was thrown off by Eraser's answer. He didn't expect the man to answer like that at all.

"Maybe I do,"

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A/N

Two chaps in one night (well technically early morning for me). I'm on a roll.

You guys know what this means; no chapter this coming Saturday.

Or should i.

Hehe. Hope y'all are enjoying the book.

Bya :)