(Please Remamber) The Real Me

the day the sun fell down and went to hell

"Speaking"

'Thinking'

'Memory'

3 person pov

Everyone was ready for a fight. I mean why else was the lov here?

"You can all calm down. If you give us what we want we won't harm anyone here...yet" said the familiar light blue haired villain.

"LIKE WE WOULD EVER GIVE YOU SHITTY VILLAINS ANYTHING!" yelled the human pomeranian.

Aizawa slowly narrowed his eyes "What do you want exactly?"

The blue haired villain pointed his finger at the living cinnamon roll who's emerald eyes widened in shock.

"LIKE HELL!" yelled the pomerain full of rage.

"Yeah we would never give midobro to you"

"You aren't getting him"

"You'll have to go throw me first"

"You can wish, but Deku is ours"

Deku looked at all his friends who were ready to fight for him, and remembering when he had no one who even cared for him. But he knew it was a hopeless fight, there is no way they could win this. He felt his heart break when he realized what he need's to do so his friends would be safe.

"No, I'll go with you if you promise to leave my friends. alone." the broccoli said meakly

Everyone turnd to him wide eyed.

"Deku-"

the pomerain started but before he could finish the blue haired villian repeated "Deal" as Izuku walked towards them. But before he walked away Bakugo took a hold of his wrist "No you can't do this Deku" he said, his eyes so full of sadness that you could drown in it, but Izuku pulled his hand back.

"Please don't do this Izuku"

"Midorya you can't"

'I gusse they do care about me' he thought to himself.

"Sorry everyone. I only have one final wish, please remember the real me.... bye I'll miss you all so so much" he said before he walked to the league.

"NO DEKU" he heard Bakugo yell before the portal closed.

Two years later
Bakugo pov

I was in class and we were doing some sparring in pairs, I was paired with shitty hair. Of course I was destroying him. But suddenly me and shitty hair stopped dead in our tracks, something was.....wrong, I felt like someone was watching me.

I looked at everyone else, making sure it wasen't just us two. Then we heard a painfully familliar laugh from above in the ceiling. Everyone automatically looked up some in hope, some in sadness, some in confusion  to see a figure coverd in shadows sitting on the ceiling beams above.

The figure stood up and jumped down.

Everyone including me stared at our long lost and thought to be dead classmate, standing there alive and well.

He was wearing a green hoodie with long what looked like bunny ears on the hood part. The rest of the hoodie was the same green as his hero costume. He was also wearing black pants and had a black mask which had a sharp toothed smile painted on with white paint that seemed wasn't given enough time to dry, guessing by the drips that where on it, but it was dried by now. He also had a bo staff on his back and throwing knives attached to his belt.

"I-Izuku" round face says, tears in her eyes.

"No, it's Deku" he answered. He sounded different somehow, not just because of the mask nor was it the work of a voice changer. I finally realized what was wrong, his voice was normally so warm, so friendly and while the voice wasn't cold but it wasn't as warm as it used to be, no. sounded like he was insane. And by the way he was looking at us, it seemed like it wasn't far from what I guessed.