NOT A ONESHOT
"This fanfiction sucks." - (Y/n)
"And I took that personally." - ???
You are transported to the BNHA universe with the help of a strange man. He wishes for you to 'lead' the characters onto the right path. Will you be able to do this o...
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Like I said in the first chapter, you can change your gender. So if something is written with an underline, like this, then these are extra things to justify the gender change. Also, I'll be using they/them pronouns from now on so that our male readers can enjoy the endings as well :)
Lights. Police lights. Bright and colorful lights. My heart was beating faster than I remembered and I was feeling weird, weirder than usual. I slowly propped myself up, the adrenaline still rushing through my veins.
I looked down at my hands which looked slightly different than I remembered. My whole body was uncomfortable and there was something in between my legs. I peeked inside my pants, a sudden curiosity coming over me. What I saw should have made me scream but that wasn't the weirdest thing I had seen in my time here. Something else was wrong as well...
I tried using my quirk but to no use. It was gone, and from the dead body laying beside me, I wasn't getting it back. Just like my original gender. I stumbled up and observed my surroundings. It seemed to be the alley where I used to meet up with Kai. I stumbled up, taking a step and immediately flinching when my ankle hurt. Of course, I thought, this is exactly what is supposed to happen.
I heard a sudden noise behind me which sounded like a door being kicked down. The police had barged out of the hideout, looking for anyone left behind or being late to move. As soon as they saw me, they put their guns up and ordered me to get down on the ground. After this, they took me into custody where I fell asleep.
After hearing my version of what happened, and a DNA test, they found out that I was telling the truth. Umo was officially deemed dead which filled me with sorrow. I had sobbed the time I heard it but I knew that it was true. My life sucked but the root of the problem had been taken out by the person carrying it. This gave me mixed feelings but I decided to think of all three of them as different people. Mourning Umo and Silhouette, while being joyous that Shadow had died.
After explaining to them what had happened, they finished all the necessary paperwork which let my friends visit me. I mentally flashed back to the scene where Eiji extended his hand to Izu whose own hands were broken and in a cast. I snorted right on the moment all of my friends came in, earning confused looks from all of them.
"Do you wanna explain or are you gonna keep us in the dark here?" Denki snickered. I playfully glared at him while shaking my head. "What? Too soon?"
"Guys... I'm not exactly who I said I am..." I sighed and hyped myself up. "There's some things you need to know..."
The story rattled them up a bit an left some of them confused. Todoroki, especially. He and I had built a friendship based on the fact that we had known each other from before. I didn't know what would happen, but I realized that I had held on to the past a little too firmly. It was time that I let it go. And that's exactly what decided to do.
Iida cleared his throat and pushed his glasses up. "The real question, though, is what you are going to do for the future. Since you lost your quirk, I believe you will not continue hero studies?"
I airily laughed, nudging the book I was reading earlier further away from me. "I don't think I will continue, no." I glanced at the book again, a gift from Umo. "I think I'm going to help people I another way. I was thinking...psychology?" I smiled and pushed my hair back.
"I think I wanna show people everything they can be." I sighed and stared out of the window. A few birds flew around as white clouds slowly drifted to who knows where. This wasn't the end of my superhero story, I realized. I would still be a hero, just different. "After all, I have always been the non-violent type." They gave me a confused look, which I dismissed by the wave of my hand. (Ngl all I could think of while writing this part is 'I'M nOt LiKe OtHeR gIrLs')
I smiled at the crowd of people in front of me. People were laughing and making jokes. Home isn't a place, I realized, it's people who you hold dear. Something I hadn't understood before. Something I believe now.
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