the shadow of what was lost

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Izukus pov

I was jumping from rooftop to rooftop until I reached a quieter part of town, in which case I jumped down and started weaving my way through the complex alleys I have grown so accustomed to, almost like a shadow, quiet, mysterious and graceful.

But when I was about 5 minutes away I stopped, turned around and made my way to the forest. I finally reached the clearing I had spent so many nights crying in.

The place wasn’t anything special, just a clearing with a tree in the middle, surrounded by a thick forest that was so easy to get lost in if not careful. I layed down on the ground, by this time it was already dark out, and I could see some stars starting to show themself through the thick clouds.

I didn’t know what to do anymore, for such a long time all I wanted to do was be a hero, someone people could look up to. All I wanted to be was apricaded. To not be looked down on, and I finally got what I wanted but it was all fake, right? That’s what sensei always said, that they didn’t really care for me, but the moment I seemed powerful, that’s when everyone flocked to me like bugs to a light. No one helped me when I was quirkless, when I was weak, when I was useless.

But was this right? Did they deserve to suffer like I did? Am I the bad one? The ones who’s being unfair? Was I the real villain, the monster under the bed, the one who was bringing the unfairness, and not the one suffering from it?

I can’t be, right? No, they just faked being my friends. They faked that they cared for me, they faked that they'd always be there for me, that they loved me. That's what sensei said, that they just wanted to use my power, and why would sensei lie? He was the only one who cared for him, everyone else was lying.

But then why didn’t they help me?
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3 person pov

Class 3A watched as they’re friend, and past classmate ran away. Why? Why did he do this? Why did the sweetest and the one who wanted to be a hero the most, become the opposite? A villain? A menace, and the enemy? Why did the sweetest person have to become a villain? Why did it need to be him? Why couldn't it be anyone else?

A few students fell to their knees crying, a few began shaking, a few just stared in shock. But all of them thought in one way or another that they needed to save him, from the villains, and from himself. 

timeskip
the next day

Everyone frome class 3A gathered in the common area of their dorm, for only one reason, to make a plan to capture Midorya, to help Midorya. They sat in a loose circle, skipping all the pleasantries that you would normally say before starting a conversation and started talking right away.

“We need to help Midobro, and quickly!” Kirishima started off,dertemenason being clear in his every movement and word.

“Agreed!” said Mina, Denki, Uraraka, shoto, and Iida at the same time.

“That’s all well and good, but we need a plan.” said Bakugo, annoyed.

“How would we make a plan if we don’t know when he will attack again? We don’t even know IF he will attack again.” Shinso argude.

“Then we just need to find him.” Uraraka said.

“Again that’s gonna be hard, as we don’t know anywhere he might go, and for all we know he could just disappear and never come back.” Bakugo said, getting annoyed at everyone's ignorance.

Everyone quieted down to let that sink in. After what seemed like forever but was really only a few minutes, Bakugo continued speaking.

“I recommend we make a loose plan for when we see him again, the plan should be able to work wherever we are. Or we can make different plans and use whatever works at the time. And we can all do multiple patrolls per day, even have a few who could go out at night, maybe even a whole schedule for when someone needs to patreon. It will be tiring work, but that gives us the biggest chance of finding Deku.”

Everyone thought that was sensiple, and everyone was okay with putting some extra hours of work in. After all, Izuku had massively helped ALL of them, from Todoroki with his dad, Bakugo with his anger issues, Tokoyami with dark shadow, Mineta with being less of a creep, Denki and a lot of others with their homework, and always being a shoulder to cry on if needed, being able to be sure that they will ever need to worry about him using it against them.

For the next few hours everyone helped make plans, and a patrol schedule that everyone could be happy with.

At the same time in a forest clearing

Izuku woke up in the same clearing he had fallen asleep in. He got up and started to go back to the base.

He wasn't worried about being questioned on why he was so late to come back. At this point everyone there was used to him just disappearing for a while, they also had a small camera on him, the camera also had a built in tracking chip and listening device. So there was no way he could betray them without them knowing.

When he got there he went inside and saw Toga and Dabi talking. They both looked at him and smiled.

“Hey” Dabi said while giving a small wave. For some reason it annoyed Izuku. He knew Dabi was just being nice by greeting his friend. He also knew that it was because he was just having a sensory overload moment. The intense yellow light, smell of booze,the shirt tag on his back, the clump of hair touching his face, the sensation of his damp clothes touching his body from sleeping outside. It was all a little too much for him right now.

“Hey, sorry I’m a little too tired to talk” he said in a tired and scratchy voice. Again the LOV were used to this, it happened quite often these days.

They simply went back to their conversation as Izuku walked up to his room.

The room was small and plain. It had his bed, a desk, and a lot of shelves and bookshelves. He enjoyed analyzing any quirk he could get his hands on, which was one of the reasons AFO kept him around.

He picked up a random sketch book, eraser, and pencil, took his headphones and put on a random playlist, and started to doodle. At first it was some simple poses, then a few different hero/villian/vigilante costume ideas he got from different quirks he had analyzed for AFO, and lastly a few costumes for himself.

He always found it fun to design different costumes, and if he hadn't gotten OFA then he would have become a support engineer. 

Maybe that would have been better for everyone…...

A/n
Well, this took a while.
I feel like I owe you guys a explanation
So what happend was that while I was working on some future chapters (I had only about 3-4 chapters to do) my conputer crashed and deleted all of my chapters, after that my motivasion was at a zero.
I cant promise weekly uptadetes, but I will try my best to uplode as much as I can.
I hope y'all have a good rest of your day, peace.

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