Whispers

Forgiven

The train came to a stop and the young man with blond hair carefully stepped out. He adjusted the mask sitting on his face and gazed around with a nostalgic feeling. It feels like forever since he's been back here when in reality it hasn't been that long. He walks off the platform and is submerged into the crowds of busy sidewalks and loud noises. It was noisier than he remembered but he pushed forward. He had to get this done and over with. His hand gently grazed the cold metal in his pocket. That little bastard was going to atone for every mistake he's ever made. It's true he once regarded the messed up kid to be his friend. He always knew something wasn't right with him but who knew he'd actually end up a psychopath?

Akane took in the sights of his old hometown and ran a hand through his dyed hair. Mikumo better kiss this town goodbye because this will be the last time he'll ever see it.

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Izuku had fallen asleep sometime that night. He vaguely remembers being touched gently on the head and shoulder. He had woken up alone in an empty alley behind a building. Izuku stood up and stretched out his aching body. It wasn't the best sleep he's ever gotten, but it's not the worst. There was no nightmares or coldness, just warmth in his subconscious and a soft tranquil feeling. Izuku dusted himself off and walked out into the streets, blocking the sunlight feebly with one hand as his eyes adjusted. He walked through the streets and looked up at the large display screens. It seems news about Chihiro's mysterious murder has finally got into the news. He feels heavy and guilty. The conflict he's feeling is unlike anything he's ever felt before. Why is the world so tainted with blood? Izuku stands in contemplation before the sound of a car motor halts to a stop right beside him,

"Holy shi- I found you, finally." Izuku flinches at the suddenness of the voice and turns to see Aizawa in his car looking at him with a tired expression. He doesn't understand why but Izuku feels slightly happy to see his teacher, "Get in the car, we're going back to U.A."

Izuku doesn't complain and does as he's told,

"You're not hurt are you?"

Izuku shakes his head,

"Okay good, because believe it or not, I spent the entire night looking for you. An entire night without sleep."

"Ah...Sorry, Sensei."

Aizawa sighs and shakes his head, "It's nothing. Nevermind."

They arrive at the gates of U.A and they get out and approach the main building. When he walks in he gets many strange stares from people until they arrive in the teacher's room. A group of heroes are standing there, waiting patiently, including All Might.

"Alright. We need you to tell us everything. No tricks, no schemes, we need the truth. This has gone too far."

Izuku takes a deep breath as he looks at the faces of all the teachers...

And he tells them everything.

By the end of the story, everyone was left with a bewildered expression. Looks of anger, pity, sympathy and a variety of other emotions on their faces.

"It's worse than I thought."

"I'm so sorry you had to go through all that."

"Don't worry. We believe you and we'll do anything we can to help you."

"Get the others and tell them to investigate this matter immediately. Get Tsukauchi involved too."

Izuku smiled weakly and watched as All Might and Aizawa let out breaths of relief. Aizawa places a hand on Izuku's shoulder and scoffs light-heartedly, "Thank you for telling us. If anything else happens, contact us immediately." He says, ending on a more serious note. Izuku nods and they leave, telling him he'd be safer if he just stays in the dorms instead of sleeping on the streets. Izuku walks back to the dorms and is greeted with the aroma of freshly cooked food and is tackled with hugs.