Back In Time- Himiko Toga Redemption

Chapter 1

I feel horrible as I sit in hell, watching everything that happened in the aftermath of my death, watching fate play out. Oddly, without my quirk, I have no bloodlust, and I realize where my love was genuine and where it was purely due to my psychotic quirk. It turns out I really loved Ochaco. Watching her, standing in front of the crowds and saying what she believed, not afraid of backlash. Even if she wasn't talking about me. Her courage is inspiring, for who she is, not how she looks, god forbid, bleeding to death.

I wish I could've done things differently. I wish I could've thought past my quirk and learned to care for people and help people who were hurting. I wish I could have saved Twice, helped Dabi before he went crazy, stop All For One for taking over Shigaraki's head, save Ochaco so she didn't need to feel like she had to stand out there all alone in the pouring rain just to feel heard. I wish I could've fixed something.

"Is that really how you feel?" A gentle voice asks me, "all angels get one wish, would you like me to make mine for you?"

"W-who?" I stutter, looking up to see a woman with black eyes and black hair donning a yellow and red uniform, "do I know you?"

"My name is Nana Shimura, I'm Shigaraki's grandmother," she says to which I nod my head, "I'd like to send you back in time, it won't be far, but I'd like to do what I can."

"Truly?" I ask hopefully, "of course! I could finally fix my mistakes!"

"Goodbye, then," Shimura smiles with a wave, "I wish you luck, Himiko."

"W-waittttt!" I yell as I'm sucked backwards in time, "wait up!"

•••

I'm standing in a dark abandoned bar, our hide out. A knife whizzes towards my head, but rather than ducking like I used to, I catch it between two fingers, sending an irked glare at Dabi. I suppose I'm stronger than Dabi now, maybe even Shigaraki. Not for long, but since I have my strength and training regained, I have an advantage.

"Haha," I giggle, placing a hand over my mouth as I laugh, "that wasn't very nice, Dabi-chan!"

"Fuck off psycho bitch," he hisses, "if I hear you rant about how cute Izuku is one more time, I will truly slice off your head with a knife. So shut it."

"Jeezzz," I singsong, "you're no fun. Hey, Tomura-kun, isn't Dabi being an asshole?"

"Nah, you are," snaps Shigaraki with a glare, tossing a disembodied hand up and down rhythmically, "get lost, you keep dragging down our missions. I don't care if you're annoying like Dabi said, but at least try not to get distracted by boys when we're literally fighting the heroes!"

"Aye aye, captain," I deadpan, not in my usual tone, "whatever you say Mr. MVP."

With that, I walk out of the room and lie down on my bed, closing my eyes as I think. It's one week before the Meta Liberation Army War and three before Shigaraki gets overtaken. I don't have much time.

I stand up and walk over to Dabi's door, unsure but resolute. I knock once, than twice.

Slowly but surely, his door creaks open and I invite myself in, plopping onto the bed.

"What do you need, crazy?" Asks Dabi in annoyance, shutting the door again, "I thought I told you to piss off."

"I just wanted to talk," I say quietly, bracing myself, "Todoroki-kun."

No sooner did I say this that his blue flames licked my neck, threatening to kill me if I so much as moved.

"Who told you that," he growls in a raspy voice, "you have three seconds if you want to live."

"Oh come on, it's not that hard to figure out," I say with a smirk, "with just a bit of research and deduction, it's pretty easy to find things out. For one, your name's is Todoroki Touya, pronounced dead at 17, technically 24 years old now. You grew up in an abusive household and were motivated to become a villain because of your father, the number one hero Endeavor. But no, that's not all. Tomura Shigaraki is actually Tenko Shimura, the supposedly dead grandson of prior number one hero Nana Shimura. But wait, Kurogiri was also experimented on and was originally named Oboro Shirakumo, a student at UA, but he no longer remembers his past. I could go on all day, Tou-chan."

The flame in Dabi's hand sparks and fizzles, his eyes widening in surprise, wary but also impressed.

"I won't tell anyone, promise," I say with the first genuine smile he's seen, not my usual psychotic grin, "I'm not actually that bad, you know."

"I might need a new nickname for you," Dabi stutters, "you're either more normal or even crazier after hearing that."

"Hehe," I chirp with a small smile, "thanks Tou-chan, I try."

For a moment there's a pause, not an awkward one, just a kind of peaceful silence.

"Hey, Dabi?" I speak up, "don't do it."

"Do what?" He asks innocently, putting up a lazy facade, "I don't get it."

"Don't confront your father and try to kill Shoto," I say, "you're easy to read, you know. I know you like acting tough, but I can tell when you're just scared. You're father, he's actually trying to change. Give him a chance."

"Why should I do that after all the awful things he's done? He doesn't deserve my forgiveness," Dabi snarls, enraged, "I'll kill him and his little masterpiece."

"You're brother, Tou-chan," I say gently, "he's your brother. My siblings and my mother abused me horribly after my father left us, and my older brother ultimately killed himself. My younger sister was beat to death by my mother while I ran away. She never apologized, she pretended she didn't know who I was. What did your siblings ever do to you? Your father and your mother have done some things wrong, but they're both trying to make amends and right they're wrongs. Take Hawks, his parents were both abusive criminals who beat him and forced him to stay inside until he managed to escape. They tortured him and clipped his wings, never once trying to change. Or Shigaraki's parents, they terribly hurt him and never gave him a sliver of hope, his father killing his mother and trying to kill him as well. You're family is certainly twisted, Tou-chan, but don't waste it. At least they're trying. I'd do anything to have a family like yours. Feel grateful, even if it's hard. You don't need to forgive them, but that doesn't mean you must kill them or bring everything crashing down."

Dabi's stunned and looks at me like I've grown another head.

"I didn't know you had a heart, Toga," Dabi laughs, "that was shockingly insightful. I never.. I never thought of it that way."

"You can just call me Miko, you know, or Himi!" I exclaim brightly with a toothy grin, "well, cya later, Tou-chan!"

"Later, Himi?"

A/N: This will get better I swear 😰