The eyes that creates peace

Chapter 2: The fall of the Most Powerful family

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"I'm the murderer of the Midoriya clan" Tears ran down izuku's face as he sobbed his sentence out.

".........what........." silence filled the white and blue room, all three adults were frozen in shock and guilt, although why feel guilty when you haven't even known the boy

The three stood there, all standing like statues yet the hobo-looking one looked as if he was trying to analyze the situation of the matter.

( For a kid so young and held up high to believe that they were the cause of their family's murder is unreal ) the man thought and he wasn't entirely off track: how can a young child who was called to be a prodigy from their clan essentially be the one to end said clan?

He looked at the adults almost as if he was analyzing them, studying them waiting, and watching them to see what their next move would be. The boy's stare was intense yet he was able to not show it as much since the two idiots didn't acknowledge it; however, the zombie-looking one was able to see right through his intense stare and was able to catch a glimpse of what izuku needed.

( He has the same look I had when I was younger... the longing for help. He is in need of people who would look out and care for him people to actually call his new family.........and hopefully we are the ones to give that back to him ) the scruffed looking man thought to himself.

Sobs of pain left the boys mouth, less physical but more emotional pain, not every day you can wake up from what some would call hell and be able to not cry about it.

The room was silent yet again, but this time there was some simple noise like the click and clack from the doctors removing the machines and walking back and forth from the room

The clacks of the shoes wasn't annoying, oddly enough...it was satisfying and soothing to the young boy, quickly showing as his breathing started to even out and tears stop falling

"It seems as if hospitals do help sooth patients, even when not really doing anything" "not the time shota" she criticized the old man but the old man's statement seemed to help the lad as he finally cracked a small yet noticeable smile

Seeing how the scene took the absolute best turn present mic spoke out "are you feeling better? And do you want to tell us what happened that day?" He somehow asked with a low voice shocking the two adults

He didn't want to talk about it, it brings bad memories: the shouting, the fighting, the screams of pain, and the thought of him dying, it was horrible to think as his first smile in a long time faded to that of nothing and his eyes shut keeping the one lonely tear from falling, he doesn't want to talk about it but he knows they need to know what really happened that night since none but him was there to witness the tragedy

"....I'll tell you...I'll tell you about the fall of the most powerful family"
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Six days ago
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"the day started off like a normal day" he began to narrate "once the sun rose my mother came to wake me to eat and 'go to school' "

"Izuku you need to wake up" a black haired woman said, she was short and slim but not to slim, her hair was dark and long like my coc- like the night sky, and she had onyx black eyes, this was none other then inko midoriya

The younger izuku twisted and turned not wanting to have to get out of bed just for the likes of school "if you don't get outta bed right now mister then I'm gonna pour ice cold wat-" she was interrupted by the sheer speed of her son who soon after shouted "THERE'S NO NEED FOR THAT MAMA" and all she could do was chuckle

"Things were normal at the time considering it was only six days ago, but it's to be expected it's how we lived for awhile"

Inko smiled as she left the room satisfied with the decision her poor little baby had made it the split second otherwise she really would have poured water down on him