|~|Changing Paths|~|

Chapter 20 - Missing

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Apparently a load of you actually liked the last chapter loads?

I'm seriously happy you all like it 😅

Onto this weeks chapter!
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• No-One POV's •
It had been 2 weeks since the big attack. News spread around the school about what happened. You couldn't walk anywhere without hearing a slight whisper about the 'poor green haired one' who had to 'kill his old pal'. Obviously there were a few here and there who though it was all staged. There wasn't any attack and it was just a story made up for fame.

Even with comment after comment about the popular rumor, 1-A seemed to be in tact. Well to the best of it's ability. The new labeled 'popular kid' hadn't been seen in quite a while. As far as teachers were aware, he was sick. Students had the idea that he was recovering from injuries. His friends thought he was just exhausted and stressed after everything. And the rest of the school? Mixed thoughts were spread across peoples mind, let's put it that way.

The real reason? He didn't see the appeal in moving out of his dorm. Or even staying at the school in fact. What Masahiro said got to him more than he thought it would. After everything that happened he was scared. Not just scared of others, but scared of himself.

Masahiro suffered severe injuries as did Midoriya. Obviously Masahiro suffered a little more of a life or death injury compared to the small greenette. He ended up being admitted to a hospital to try and patch up his wound. The knife Midoriya embedded in his abdomen had hit some vital organs. The small blade had slid through his stomach and left kidney. He was put through to surgery but died on the operating table due to blood loss.

But it wasn't the battle that was on the young teens mind or the death of his old enemy. It was more those few words that he had said to him in his dying moments. When he was grasping for his last few breaths,  seeing his past years flash before his eyes. Those few words that are gonna haunt him till he dies.

ו Flashback °×
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Deku's POV •
"Huh, good aim"

I clenched my jaw tightly closed.

"IZUKU!"

I paid no notice to the new people suddenly swarming the scene.

"Good luck finding her alive now.."

I took out my small blade and dropped Masahiro's now weakened body. As he hit the floor, I watched hero's and nurses try to stop the bleeding.

"What. Did. You. Do!?" Another voice asked.

I looked down upon Masahiro's unresponsive body again. I wiped the blade across my leg.

"I gave him what he deserved. You can't tell me you wouldn't have done the same..." I spoke quietly, throwing the blade to the ground close to someone's leg. "Claim it as self defence.." I began as I walked back towards the now wide open doors. 'Guess I didn't completely lie..'

×° Flashback over •×

A sigh left my mouth as I continued throwing the small ball up to hit the ceiling. School started 3 hours ago. 'Not like I was gonna go anyway' My small laugh filled the room.