The Guardian of One For All (MHA x Male Reader)

[Chapter Fifty-Six]: Revelation

F/N silently led Y/N to what seemed to be an abandoned warehouse in the middle of nowhere; it was run-down and looked like it was made a good century ago. Vines were growing all over it, and he was surprised that it hadn't fallen down already. Alas, F/N calmly took him to the side, where there were heaps of rubbish and some debris here and there. 

"I don't like this, Y/N," Reflection commented worriedly, concerned on what was going to happen next. Ignoring their sibling-like banter, he did care about Y/N's safety. "We should turn back."

"I have to find out, Reflection," Y/N replied, almost desperately. He'd gone so long thinking that his parents were dead and he'd never get to speak to them, but here his father was, alive. "I'm sorry, but I have to."

F/N pulled a loose plank from the wall, revealing a hole small enough that you'd have to crawl through it. He turned to Y/N and said, "Come through here, and be quick. I don't want to risk being seen."

Y/N hesitated for a moment, before he crouched down by the hole and crawled inside of it. He heard the girl crawling behind him as well as his father, after placing the plank in its original place, hiding the hole. As he prayed that there wouldn't be any spiders here, he eventually came to the interior, and was able to stand up.

"This is where we've been living for all this time," F/N informed him as he picked up the girl again.

Y/N looked around absentmindedly; there were dirty mattresses with ragged sheets; boxes were scattered everywhere that looked like they contained clothes, tinned food, water bottles, and so on; he spotted various toys littered around the floor and assumed that the girl had been playing with them. 

"...Why are there three mattresses?" Y/N asked quietly, staring at said mattresses. 

"...Well, that's because—" he was cut off by approaching footsteps; Y/N naturally put up his guard but F/N seemed calm. And that was because—

"Mom?" Y/N muttered in shock, staring at the woman with familiar amber eyes and natural, silky white hair, who stepped out from the shadows with a ragged apron. There was a scar or two on her face, which had a lot of dirt on it, but she looked pretty much the same. 

Her eyes went to F/N, then to the girl, and finally fell on Y/N. She went wide-eyed, as she muttered back, "Y/N?"

"You're... You're alive, too?" he said in a whisper, in denial that any of this was real. If someone said to him yesterday that he'd not only discover that his parents were alive after all of this time, but he'd also meet them, Y/N would laugh and say that they were crazy. But... this was real, wasn't it? He wasn't dreaming?

M/N stood still, seemingly frozen, for a moment as she processed what was going on. Then, she dashed over to Y/N and pulled him into the tightest hug he had ever experienced in his entire life. From how tight it was, he expected it to hurt, but it didn't. What really hurt was the sound of his mother's tears, and the wet feeling on his hero outfit. 

"How... How did you find us?" she questioned slowly, sounding like she was in disbelief that all of this was even happening. "Y/N... you've grown so much..."

"I happened to run into him when I was chasing after this one," F/N told her as he raised the girl above his head. 

"Silica, sweetie, you gave me a heart attack," M/N said to the girl, parting from Y/N, and picked her up. She pulled this 'Silica' into a tight hug. "Don't do that again..."

Y/N opened his mouth to say something, but he paused when he made eye contact with Silica. She was gazing at him with a look of horror, her eyes widened, her mouth agape. The way she looked was certainly not the right kind of face for a presumably very young child like her to have, which concerned him.