The deafening echoes of a distant scream lingered in your ears, drowning in the symphony of chaos. Through the writhing mass of people, you surged forward, a force of nature leaving nothing but shattered remnants in your wake. The once-safe haven for students was now a battleground, devoid of heroes who had sought refuge elsewhere.
With each step, memories of a past life flooded your consciousness. A life filled with choices and chances, culminating in this moment of relentless rampage. Fate had granted you an opportunity, and you seized it without hesitation.
Now, at the arena doors, you paused, panting heavily. The walls bore witness to the gruesome tableau, adorned with splatters of blood. The absence of pro heroes spoke volumes – none dared to confront the monster you had become.
In the silence that followed, a haunting question lingered: What would Fate do next? The air crackled with uncertainty, and you stood as a testament to the consequences of a destiny reshaped.
Suddenly, your focus shifted, and the scent of someone familiar wafted through the chaos—Deku. With a powerful surge, you stormed through the door, the onlookers quivering in your wake as your tail brushed past them. The corridor, once teeming with life, now lay in disarray, scattered remnants of a hurried evacuation.
Your red eyes scanned the dimness until they settled on a figure huddled in a corner. There, amidst the chaos, was the green-haired boy, chest heaving with frightened breaths. The burning scent led you straight to him, and a tense moment hung in the air as you faced the one person who seemed unable to escape your monstrous presence.
You find yourself standing in front of him, a moment of hesitation before he gruffly asks, "What brings you here, kid?" Deku glances up, a hint of sorrow evident, but Indy interrupts, growling, "I just wanted my friend back. I don't know what happened to her, but she..." He trails off, realizing who he's talking to, tears welling in his eyes. Indy smirks, callously stating, "Your friend is long gone, little boy. I took care of her. No room for weak-stomached fools like her."
Tears well up in Deku's eyes as he desperately pleads, "No, she can't be gone. I know she's still in there." His words hang in the air, interrupted by the sharp edges of Indy's claws brushing dangerously close to his throat, nearly slicing it clean off. Indy smirks, coldly declaring, "She isn't. Now she would've shown mercy, but I won't." Your stomach churns, reluctant witness to the unfolding scene. Suddenly, everything turns black around you, and you're left in bewildered darkness, uncertain of what transpired.
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𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐂 || BNHA
Fanfic|REWRITING| ' Look at Her; She Is the Most Powerful of Us All ' _____________________________________________________ Y/N had a difficult past filled with hardship and oppression, which she despised. From the moment she hatched until her tragic dea...
