That Which Is Inherited (Changed)

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You sat next to Jiro as the classes watched the final match.

Jiro: I never asked... What was your family like back then?

(Y/N): My family... They were mostly kind. My Mum she loved making dinners and babying me and my siblings. She got me into watching horror and sci-fi movies by accident. My Dad was an archeologist, he would always call me Junior despite us not sharing the same name.

Jiro: Really? Wow... You said you had siblings aswell?

(Y/N): My big brother, well half brother but, well... I don't like to talked about him...

Jiro: Why not?

(Y/N): Just some stuff I don't want to think about ever again...

Jiro: Oh...

(Y/N): I also had a little sister, she was always playful. A little irritating but I guess that's just younger siblings. And I also had a pet dog, German shepherd called indiana.

Jiro: Really? What about when you got older. What were you planning on doing?

(Y/N): I was wanting to become an archaeologist like my Dad but I guess that ship's sailed...

You looked up at the screen to soo Midoria facing off against Monoma.

Jiro: Well, it's never to late. You could be a hero that recovers stolen artifacts.

Jiro looked up at the screen aswell as Midoria's skin glowed red and a black energy burst out of his hands.

(Y/N): What the...

The area around Midoria began to crumble as the energy went wild. You and Bakugo interlocked eyes as you stood up and put your helmet on.

Jiro: Wait where are you going?!

You began to walk away as Aizawa and Vlad stopped you.

Vlad: Let the pro's handle this.

(Y/N): He could die!

Aizawa: We won't let that happen.

(Y/N): And if it happens anyway?

Aizawa: Just go back to the others.

(Y/N): Sir-

Aizawa: That is an order.

You looked back at the others who had their eyes locked onto the screen and back at the arena where everything was being destroyed.

(Y/N): I'm sorry sir...

You immediately barged past him and Vlad and drew your pistol and set it to stun.

Aizawa: (L/N) stop this or you'll face severe punishment!

(Y/N): I don't care! He needs help!

You jumped through the crowded metal tunnels and Aizawa wrapped his binding scarf around your leg and caused you to trip and bang your head before falling unconscious.

Timeskip

You woke up to a bright light and saw that you were in the medical room as Aizawa waited next to you.

Recovery girl: Good, your awake. I'll leave you two to it.

She left as Aizawa sighed.

Aizawa: Due to your actions you have left me no choice.

(Y/N): I don't care... My friend was going to die and you were going to make me do nothing about it.

Aizawa: You were given orders to go back and you disobeyed them.

(Y/N): I can't just follow orders when their wrong. Let me guess... I'm expelled.

Aizawa: No. You have two days house arrest.

(Y/N): Alright... And...?

Aizawa: I want a written apology that takes you two hours to write.

You sigh saddened.

Aizawa: Or I can expelled you.

(Y/N): I'll do the uh... Written apology.

Aizawa: Good. Now go get to it.

You got up and limped out.

Timeskip

After an hour of limping you reached the dorms and entered.

Iida: (L/N), Are you alright? Aizawa had you rushed to the medical room.

Jiro walked over.

Jiro: Yeah. Are you OK?

(Y/N): I'll live. But I have house arrest for two days now because of what I did...

Kirishima and Tetsutetsu walked over.

Kirishima: You tried to run in and save Midoria right?

Tetsutetsu: That was such a manly thing to do. Even if it was a bit stupid.

(Y/N): Yeah... I'm going to go and waste two letters writing an "apology letter" to Mr Aizawa... So bye...

You limped away and got to writing the apology letter.

To be continued...

(There actually got the chapter to a point where I think it's better. Pls don't be annoyed... I'm just a simple man trying to make his way through the-)

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