Inverted and switched

Chapter 25

Bit of mention of abuse, be then again isn't that this whole story? But fr, all might is to be feared.

Sorry I havnt been updating. I could come up with an excuse or I could tell you all of the 600,000+ worded book. I'm not finished with it yet, but if requested I might tell you the name and author and where to find it. It made me feel a bit poetic if I'm being honest, so tell me if you notice a difference in my writing! Again, sorry this took so long! I had to re-read my own story 5 times 'cus I kept forgetting bits and pieces.

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"So, your back."

The group stated her down. She stared back.

"I guess I am. What's it to you?" She bit out. She would have left by now if not for what she expirenced not even a day ago.

"We want Bakugou back. OUR Bakugou. And we're trying to find a way for him to return."

"Still doesn't answer my fucking question."

"He's asking for your help at getting out Bakugou back, dipshit." Aoyama groaned, glaring at Midoriya who couldn't for the life of him ask for help.

She snorted, as though they told a funny joke. But there was a hint of grief and betrayal. "He won't return. I talked to him. I would know."

The room remained silent. Those who wanted to speak, not finding the words. They knew this, they'd realized and tried to change their ways.

Finally, the tension was cut with words as sharp as a knife. "We're changing, for the better or something. now, you can chose to help us, are you can continue to shun us."

Their gazes met, a challenge and a promise hidden with warning. They sat still for a minute or two before the blue one turned away.

A strained laugh escaped from her, perhaps one you might here from a person close to going mad. "I don't have a choice. Do I?"

And just like that, their group of 5 turned to a group of 6. (Numbers might be off cus I have terrible memory. rip.)

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Allmight sat in his chair, debating with himself. Black hair fell over his eyes, in his weakened form he did not bring terror. Did not bring fear.

But this doesn't mean he wasn't intimidating. The air around him was heavy and made anyone passing shrivel under his gaze. He held himself with power, in both forms he could still make people cower.

His successor, the one who will surpass him and take his place as ruler of this land, sat before him, bruised and bloody.

"What is this act that you are playing." The man's voice was low with a threat held in plain view.

His successor met his eyes and ah, he remembers why he chose that flimsy child as his student. The boy could meet and hold his gaze with no ounce of fear, always ready to strike terror into the hearts of many, watch as his closest allies bled for him with no ounce of sorrow.

But he saw weakness awake in the young. Not just his son, whom may not be blood related but still held in the same position, but the rest of his class. They were tainted with love and compassion and selflessness that would get them killed.

All might didn't care for his students, no, if he cared for anyone it would be his successor who he hoped to see grow. But his classmates moods were affecting his. And empathy is not one you want when following the path of a villain.

Call him cruel if you must. But this joy he feels when he see's the cries of fear and sounds of wails born from his very presence, fills him with such happiness that he can not let it end, even long after death.

So, he had this boy, whom he had trained on the sandy beach. If you were to go you could still see the blood of his and many others. If you closed your eyes and listened close you could hear the echos of ghosts.

Midoriya audibly gulped. A sign of nervousness and fear that All Might must remember to destroy at a later date. "It is no act." His voice was calm and leveled, not at all what it used to be, shaking and stuttering when he was struck with terror.

"Then why have you shown weakness, child? I raise you to do what I could not. To not hesitate like I do when met with someone I loved. Don't tell me you forgot our lessons already?"

A distant and brief flash of pure fear and dread flashed in his pink eyes. "I won't hesitate like you. I have not forgot our lessons. I still run through them every night of every day."

All Might leaned forwards, towering over the boy who was desperately trying not to shrivel up into nothing.

"I see it in you. I am dissapointed that you would lie." Izuku knows the consequence when you lie to All Might himself. "But I will not punish you. This is because of young Bakugou, isn't it?"

Surprise contorts his face, eyes blown wide. He didn't know of anyone that would tell All Might of the switch. He had done his best to protect his black-haired from this man, who he would not set in even his worst enemy.

"Don't act so surprised. I've known from the beginning. I've known you and your followers;" he talks about Izuku's class like they are nothing but mere peasants among kings; as a chess reference would not adequately fit this situation. "-the reason I do not bother is because you will grow stronger from them."

Izuku knows what is to come. He remains still, his eyes never moving from the lock they have with his teacher.

"Put your trust in them. Love them if you must, but remember one thing. They will always betray you in the end." Izuku knows All Might speaks from experience, so perhaps that is why his words struck hard. Perhaps that is why Izuku's lungs collapse and he can not breath. The idea of his classmates (followers, he reminds himself. He must not get attached unless he wants to face betrayal. But hasn't he already? He's already grown close. He knows them betraying him in the end will make him stronger, doesn't mean he has to accept it.) hurts him so much it is physically painful.

He stands and bows to all might before hurrying out the door, allowing himself to breath for a moment.