Stolen Pride

Epiloge

Denki's pov

I woke up with a light shining on my face. I was tied to a chair, and someone was looking at me, a grin on her face.

"My name is Karen. I made your friends, the world, your own family, think that you're dead. But I brought you back." She grinned. "Now, Chargebolt, you will be my slave."

"Never!" I shouted, confused. That was my generic reaction to being tied to a chair.

"Do we have a choice?" She said sinisterly.

Finally, the door blasted open. I looked to see a duo that looked like Iyahon and Sanda, but older.

"You're under arrest for murder, arson, and the illegal revivement and attempted enslavement of a dead pro hero!" The one that looked like Iyahon shouted. Wait, it was her!

Wait, revivement?

Oh god how much had I missed.

My kids beat up the villain, let the police take her away, and looked at me.

"Dad..." Sanda said.

"You're alive."

I looked at them.

"You never told us you've been to Australia!" Sanda said playfully. Yep, they were my kids.

I smiled. "Where's your mother?" I asked.

"At home! As soon as she found out about this, she couldn't stop herself from calling everyone!" Sanda said, giggling.

"So, how old are you now?" I asked. Last I saw them they were 13.

"26." Iyahon grinned. "With a daughter."

I laughed. "I'm a grandpa?!"

They nodded.

Once we got back to the house, I saw that the only difference was more game consoles and family photos. I then saw that Kyoka was on the couch, looking just as beautiful as I remembered, and when she saw me, she ran up and hugged me.

"OHMYGODDENKIYOU'REOKAYPLEASEDON'TBEMADILOVEYOUILOVEYOUOHMYGOD!" She shouted rapidly.

"Why would I be mad?" I chuckled.

She looked at the kitchen with a fearful look. "I uh, almost committed... suicide right after you died."

I looked at her, shocked. Then, to change the subject, I asked, "How have you stayed so young?"

She looked relieved. "Eri, you know, Izuku and Ochako's adopted girl, she uses her rewind on me occasionally to keep me and the rest of class 1A young. Now she's in her thirties with a kid of her own."

I smiled. "When does the party get here?" I asked.

That was answered when everyone jumped out of random hiding spots, running up and down, asking me questions, all over just being appreciative.

We partied, got drunk, had hangovers, and said goodnight. It was amazing.

Then I slept with Kyoka.

Our room was the same, practically untouched.

We were happy.

Everything was great.

Note from Author 1: OMG I finally finished! I know to you this was released all in one day but still! MHA is my thing, and I'm happy with this fanfic. I mean, the entire subplot is my all-time fav ship, Kamijirou! Of course, I'm gonna do another one! Totally unrelated except that I'm keeping in Iyahon and Sanda (possibly born a bit later because teen pregnancy is a bit mature) Also it will focus Entirely on Kamijirou and the only OCs will be villains

Note from Author 2 (the one that published this!): Thanks for reading until the end! This is my first actual fanfic but I'm planning on making more stuff in the future (manly a universe where Keomi is the only OC) and majority of the credit is to author 1.