Oh, Great One (Bnha story)

Compulsions

"Mom....what was that thing?" He looked over at his mother with an almost saddened look as he hoped she would believe him,

"I-Izuku dear what are you talking about?" Her words were genuine, he wanted that in fact he needed it now because he felt like everything was becoming crazy. He slowly gathered the breath to respond,

"You believe me right? A-About what I saw? Please tell me you believe me." He was afraid, he was confused, he was lost, he felt so disturbed over what happened. He prayed that his mother would be able to accept the idea of what happened,

"Izuku of course I believe you, just please explain to me...you're claiming to have seen something nobody else saw or reacted to, then that it deafening you? It's just bizarre sounding," Her words were sincere but it hurt him, did she not believe him? "The doctors said you had damage to your ear...is there something you need to talk to me about dear? Please Izuku be honest with me."

He knew he hadn't ever told her about the torment and bullying he had endured for trying to seek out his hero dream despite being quirkless, it was painful to think about the idea that he had suffered some sort of issues...was he truly crazy? No...no no he knew he saw something but she didn't believe him.

"Mom do you not believe me? I know I saw something." He looked at her and felt his heart break as her expression gave it away, she didn't believe him at all...he just felt himself angrily lay his face into his pillow and cry while becoming silent ignoring his mother's words.

He just laid there silent as he brainstormed in the silence and darkness of the night, he visualized exactly what it was that he saw. That thing who drove even his own mother against him, he eventually reached to his side where he had his pen and notebook. Apparently Kachan had returned it but that was besides the point, with his eyes closed he flipped to a random late page and began drawing what he brainstormed.

He wasn't mad...he knew he saw something staring in at him, that thing was reaching out to him. It was communicating with him, what was it saying? It was reaching in for him, why did he run from it? It wanted him to see it, why else would nobody have realized? He wasn't crazy he knew he wasn't.

He flipped through pages drawing the creature he saw, it was oddly built almost stitched together with gore and tendrils, it had arms with hands that it tapped on the glass with, it had a face...did it have a face...it did, no it didn't have a face, what was it?
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Katsuki was with his mother going to check on Deku and his mom, his Auntie Inko, not his biological auntie but the point still stood. He hadn't really thought much of what was happening but the odd behavior his Auntie had been describing couldn't help but slightly sink into his skin, it made him feel odd the way he just suddenly made this weird spur of odd decisions. It wasn't like him at all to become so rough around the edges and off his rails, he was acting all sorts of psycho and not like normal. It felt like he wasn't even dealing with Deku anymore but some random ass person, it honestly shook him a bit as he wondered if he caused this.

He sort of silently pondered on these thoughts as they approached his room and once they reached his door he felt what felt like a cold hand running down his back, he felt chills running down his spine a cold sweat trickling down his neck as he opened the door and peered inside the room. Inside the green haired boy he knew as his childhood friend was frantically tearing pages of his notebook as he scrawled down an incomprehensible image of each sheet of paper.

He felt his blood run cold as he slowly walked over but then felt that Deku grab him by the collar yanking him down towards the bed, his eyes met with Izuku's seeing the mania and madness in his eyes. His eyes were wide with pupils dilated as he hyperventilated,

"I SAW IT I KNOW I DID! LOOK AT IT!"

The boys words were frantic and it frankly scared him, he grabbed the boy and pushed him back down into the bed holding him down.

"Deku relax! Deku calm down!"

He just held down his friend before he quite literally fell unconscious in his arms, he felt his eyes widen as he shook a bit hearing his Auntie start crying. He just shook as he looked at Deku's notebook seeing the torn pages and a badly damaged pen, he flipped to before the pages became torn seeing incomprehensible drawings on the pages. All of them varied somehow but they all had one constant, the face of whatever he was drawing was nothing but a gaping black hole. An empty space where a face would be, however, he felt like it was still looking at him. Like despite its lack of a face it was able to look him dead in the eyes, he just stared at the drawings as he himself felt confused yet intrigued the longer he stared. It's form made no sense and it looked poorly stitched together in a way, as if it had been pieced together by a child.

He just looked over at his mother who was comforting his Auntie Inko, he panted a bit as he heard the muttering of Deku. Looking over he saw him talking to himself as he acted like he was still holding the pen writing, he just shook his head and left the room to gather his thoughts. He just panted as his mind raced about what was happening to Deku, was this all his fault?

He was so confused and frankly he felt scared.

What happened to the Deku he knew?

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