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Election for President

Ground Beta: First Person Perspective- Bakugo

Four eye's looked at me after moving the bomb to third floor of the building.  "Training or not assuming the role of a villain pains me, I assume it is the same for you."

I look at him again and just turned around to walk out the door of the floor.

"Wait, what do you think your doing!" Four eye's yelled

"So Deku has a quirk now..."

"You shouldn't call him that you know.  Such a nickname is unheroic."

"SHUT UP FOUR EYE'S AND STAY HERE WHILE I BEAT THE NERD INTO THE GROUND!" I hissed trudging out of the room.

I have to show that nerd that I'm still better, that his place is still the same.  I don't care if I haven't seen him in a decade, he is still less!"

FLASHBACK 

It had started to rain during the processions with people hanging their heads.

Today was the day of Inko Midoriya's funeral.  It had been around a week since her death, so the funeral had been mostly thrown together.  It had also been a few weeks since the nerds 5th birthday.

My mom was infuriated by this (not the nerds birthday but by the funeral).  She had been Auntie Inko's best friend and wanted herself and Deku the proper time to morn.

Instead, it had been quickly prepared and orchestrated without a second thought.  The music was bland, and the speaker's speeches were on the shorter side since Aunt Inko has been an orphan for most of her life.   Even her adopted family had made no real effort into what they were saying.

To me it made no sense.  Didn't the nerd's mom help the community, and had been a head nurse at the hospital.  Also, to add onto that why wasn't the old hag making a speak in horror of her friend.

After the speaks were done the casket sunk into the ground.  A good chunk of the people had already left for who knows why.

To be Frank I didn't want to come either, but that didn't mean I could just leave in the middle of the service.

Auntie Inko had always been nice, and made the best dishes of food.  She would often say I was a lot like the old hag, which irritated me, but she had said it with sweetness.  You can't just leave the funeral of that loving person without an excuse.

After the funeral was over the few people still there mild about talking to each other in whispers. A man in black with a scarf was one of these people.  He had been talking to anther man he called "Detective Tsukauchi", but after a while he left as well.

Thats when I saw the nerd weeping.  This angered me, didn't he constantly say that he would always smile and become a hero without a quirk.  Yet here he was bawling his eyes out with nothing close to resemble a smile.

My parents shuffled me to the side and started arguing to each other.

It was something about the nerd and the funeral.  With my dad trying to(and failing) calm my mom down.

She was say that they wouldn't let her help plan the funeral, and that they are taking Deku away even though is stated in Inko's will that the hag would take custody of Deku.  That they wouldn't even let her talk to him and were moving him out of the country.

Again I look at Deku to see three figures standing behind him.  They were in front of the newly planted grave stone looking on in utter despair.

The women of the three with hair the color of snow knelt down to Deku and hugged him.  Deku stuffed his face into the women's shoulder, soaking her black shrug jacket with his tires.