The Toddler That Saved The World

Ch 10. Moeta's Anger

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Warnings: Almost Animal Death

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Moeta's POV

Moeta walked through the base, once more someone had attempted to hurt Izuku during the night, which was completely unacceptable. He got to a door and basically kicked it down, before barging inside grabbing the man by the front of his shirt and preceded to drag them towards the currently busy cafeteria.

Once he arrive he threw the man onto the ground, before he pulled his gun on him and gave the man a deadly stare. The fear in the mans eyes made him feel sick satisfaction, knowing that was the was the same look Izuku had on his face when the man attempted to poison him earlier that day.

"Explain to me, why I should let you live?" Moeta snarled at the man, knowing very well that Yoichi and Sokka were in the room with Izuku, but the boys safety meant more then anything else at this point.

The safe-house wouldn't be ready for a month, so he needed to make sure the men understood who was in charge and the consequences of hurting his son. The man stumbled to his feet, wide red eyes of his Meta-Ability flickering from his face to his gun and Moeta just clicked off the safety as a prompt for the man to start speaking.

"The creature, it's the child of the one who destroyed our lives, our homes, killed the people we care about, and so much more!" The man screamed, teeth gritting in anger." We were fine with it when it had a healing Quirk, but that thing...it has his Quirk! It's going to turn out just like All For One, mark my words!"

Moeta's nearly bit his tongue in an attempt to not lash out, before he turned to the entire room with his gun and senses still pointed towards the man. He took a deep breath, wondering if trying to reason with these broken people would even be possible.

"Listen here, that boy is a child." Moeta growled out, loud enough for everyone to hear." He is no more at fault for his parentage then any of you are, he's four years old and clearly has shown no evidence of being anything like All For One. He is my son, not All For One's, not anymore and if any of you hurt Izuku or attempt to...you will be publicly exiled if it's your second offence. First offence will be banishment from the resistance and considering we're the group with the most resources, that won't be a smart idea for you to make."

The entire room went dead silent, not a single sound in response.

"Is. That. Understood!" Moeta shouted, slamming his free hand on the table next to him, causing half the room to jump in surprise.

"Understood, Leader!" The room shouted out in response, most of them bowing their heads or nervously looking at each other. Then Moeta turned towards the man he still had his gun trained to, giving him a cold and unforgiving look.

"Pack your stuff, your leaving." Moeta ordered and the man began to cry, begging on his knees that he had a family in the resistance and needed to take care of them." Explain to me, why exactly, I should care about your family, when you've just threatened my own family? My own son."

Moeta watched as the man stumbled over words, but he wasn't going to let them get away with this and he had already told people the consequences of what would happen to them if they tried hurting his son again. So he kneeled in front of the sobbing man, knowing that these times were hard for everyone and people made stupid decisions all the time in grief and anger.

"Please, Leader." The man sobbed, begging him to change his mind.

"Listen, you've already made a dumb mistake and nearly got a innocent child killed over your hatred for his father." Moeta stated firmly, before sighing." However, I will promise you one thing, I will keep your family safe."