Oh, Great One (Bnha story)

Aftermath

"In recent news, a young girl forced to kill her own mother after being brutally attacked in the hospital. Information regarding the case is still being recorded, but this girl has now lost both of her parents and has no other family. If you have any donations, please contact the help line below. We are hoping and praying for her recovery and well-being."

Over and over again. That stupid article played over and over again on the TV. In the time since it had happened, Ochako laid in bed, unwilling to move or speak. Her mind was addled. Her body was frozen in place. Her eyes never averted themselves from the screen in front of her. Heroes had come in to ask her about what happened, but she ignored all their questions. She had no interest in anything anymore. Even when Bakugo came in, she had zero interest in what he had to say. Her mind had fallen into a deep, dark black hole. Her heart had sunk so far she felt nothing anymore. The one bit of hope she had for a normal future was ripped from her, and she was the one that had to do the deed. The sound of vertebrae snapping and the sight of her mother's broken corpse haunted her. The sound of blood filling her mother's throat replayed in his ears. It all drove her mad.

She couldn't bring herself to cry and be angry she could only laugh. She was furious at the world but could only laugh in its face now. She reached out her hand and felt how gravity warped itself to her will. As she envisioned Izuku Midoriya, she clenched her hand, feeling tension all around her before the windows in the room shattered and the TV was blown out. Glass flew in the air, whizzing past her face, and any glass that would've hit her suddenly lost momentum and slammed to the ground. All the machines around her began to go off. Her power had become so much stronger now. The control and power she had now almost intoxicated her mind. After all, what did she have to lose now?

Gravity was her paint, and the world was her canvas. She'd hone her power to where she could kill Izuku Midoriya. She was going to be a hero, a martyr if she had to.

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It wasn't long before Katsuki had heard the news about Ochako and her mom. The way her mom seemed to be slipping through the cracks was awful, but a daughter being forced to kill her own mother was something else entirely. He'd tried to visit Ochako, but either she didn't want to see anyone or heroes were there questioning her. He knew she needed space, but he couldn't shake the idea that leaving her all on her own was a bad idea. Whatever the case was, there wasn't much he could do currently, but wait for her to reach out to him. As time passed, he began to wonder how she felt towards Izuku himself. She had neglected to really explain how she felt about him, but he wondered if she was afraid, sorrowful, wrathful, maybe even indifferent. He wanted to know how she felt, but as it stood now, she secluded herself from the world.

He was in the middle of cleaning up more trash from the beach when he heard some footsteps approaching him. He couldn't tell if they were trying to sneak up on him, but it wasn't working, "All Might you aren't going to scare me with those loud ass footsteps," He spoke without turning before they stopped and he sighed turning around,

"I'm All Might now, huh? Maybe you're the real airhead." It was Ochako. Her eyes were red and puffy, evidently, from crying, and the bags under her eyes were a deep black. Katsuki quickly turned to her and walked over quickly,

"What's been going on with you? You know being alone isn't good for you,"

"Well, I've been talking to a lot of heroes and other government workers. Right now, I'm technically in the governments custody, but specifically All Might is keeping a close eye on me. I'm just thinking about a lot of things,"