In a world of Heroes and Villains, what will happen when someone with power beyond both of them, with less than benevolent goals, appears? What will happen when the Heroes find a threat that none of them can stop? A threat so great, even the most vi...
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Your eyes suddenly snapped open as your body shot up with a gasp. You gripped your sweater tightly, your breath coming in ragged pants as if consumed by panic and fear. It was only when you felt a vine slowly wrapping around your arm that you slowly started calming down.
Flowey immediately wrapped more vines around your body, pulling you into his own version of a hug.
You wrapped your arms around Flowey's stem, hugging him back. It was then that you started hearing sobs.
"I was starting to worry that you wouldn't wake up..." Flowey muttered, you couldn't help but smile at the thought that Flowey was THIS worried about you.
"I'm back now..." You reassured. "How long was I out?" You asked, not letting go of your brother.
"Six years. You've been in a coma for six years. Everyone thinks you're dead." Flowey said.
Now that, that irked you an unreasonable amount.
"They think... that I am dead?" You slowly repeated back, one of your hands tightly gripping the sheets.
Your SOUL emerged from your chest... a pure red color. Not a sliver of Hate to be seen. It seems that Chara spoke the truth. Now it's just a matter of seeing whether or not selling your SOUL has severe consequences.
You slowly let go of Flowey, shakily standing up from your bed.
"I think it's about time I reminded the world of my existence, then." You said, walking towards the door.
Flowey yelled after you. "All Might and a bunch of other heroes are currently holding their little yearly commemoration of your victims. If you want to make an impact, that's where you should go." Flowey said, using his vines to crawl up onto your shoulder, keeping uimself secure by wrapping his vines around your arm.
This caused a smile to grow on your face. "Then that's where we'll go." You said, opening the door to see the shocked face of Shigaraki. Kurogiri didn't seem as surprised.
"You... you're up?!" Shigaraki asked, standing up from his seat. It seems he only went out for a little while earlier, if he's back so soon.
"That I am." You said materializing a knife in your hand and throwing it up in the air just to catch it when it fell back down.
"I'm gonna go have some fun at this commemoration thingy that they're apparently throwing every year. That ought to remind the world of my existence." You stated, Shigaraki was too shocked to try and stop you, and Kurogiri simply didn't seem to want to stop you.
You walked out of the bar, to see the streets barren. It seems that everyone was at the gathering. That's good. What better way to get people to remember you than to show yourself to all of them?
It took you a little while to get to the gathering. You stopped for a moment to make a plan. You looked around for a good vantage point that was high enough to get you away from the crowd, but close enough so that people would be able to hear what you were saying.
You quickly found what you were looking for. A balcony near the stage.
You quickly climbed up onto the balcony, making sure that no one sees you on the way there.
Once you were standing on the balcony, watching the idiots cheering for the heroes, you scowled. Flowey poked you with a vine to get your attention.
"You sure you want to do this? You've been asleep for six years, it might not be a good idea to get back into the action so quickly." Flowey said, but you quickly shot down his advice.
"Thanks for the worry, Flowey, but I need to do this." You said, you stepped onto the balcony railing, Flowey's vines keeping you secured onto them so you wouldn't fall by accident.
"Well, well! It seems I made quite the impression." You yelled out to the crowd. The heroes were the first to notice you, letting out shocked gasps and taking a few steps back. You could have sworn you also saw a few of them shivering.
All Might's eyes were wide, his hands squeezing into fists.
"Sorry to disappoint, but I'm not dead yet! And All Might isn't the savior you all thought he was. He wasn't even the one to beat me back in that alley! Though, I'm sure that's the story he sold to all of you." You mocked, a knife materializing in your hand once more, which you pointed at the crowd.
All Might stepped forward. "If you think I'll let you hurt a single person here, you're wrong!" All Might stated, he was a little confused by your youthful appearance, but he chose not to address it.
Your appearance caused some of the civillians to believe that this was part of the commemoration, an actor hired to play the Megalomaniac.
Oh, how wrong they were.
"That so, All Might? How are your wounds from our fight? Still hurting?" You taunted, noticing the way All Might would sometimes wince when moving, even when the others didn't notice it.
"My wounds healed long ago! And now I'm ready to fight you again." All Might said, pointing a finger towards you.
"Oh, you may be able to fight me... but I wonder... can you protect THEM?" You asked, to the shock of everyone, civillian, cop and hero, you suddenly slashed the air.
The slashes launched themselved at the crowd, cleaving multiple civillians to pieces, blood splattering over everyone in the vicinity.
All Might's eyes widened before he turned to the other heroes. "GET THE CIVILLIANS OUT OF HERE! I'll handle him." All Might said.
The screams of pain and terror filled the air as All Might launched himself towards you, his fist reeled back.
You jumped off of the railing, Flowey's vines retreating just in time to allow you some more mobility.
All Might was surprised by your sudden movements.
It seems that now, a fully rested Y/N was about to fight a weakened All Might.
