To Overthrow The Stars

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Warning: cursing, mushy stuff, Dark Deku, Lady Nagant

3022 words.

This is a filled chapter my friends, I even googled the manga chapter to get all of the quotes right in the scene of Class 1A vs. Midoriya. I know Hinako can get selfish at some points and change the view of the book but I promise, I will try harder to make Midoriya more main character in his beautiful life called 'season 7', which I just started watching. Dang, I did so many words what the hecking heck? That's a new personal record! 👌👌👌👌👌👌

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Midoriya needs help, and I'm stuck trying to catch up, having had more homework than usual earlier tonight, so I'm behind and I need to be faster, I have to save him. I grunt with determination as I swim along in the abyss, using my surprisingly accurate perception of space and location while watching his fight through my left eye. Lady Nagant is practically a legend within the commission, at least to my villainous side, my hero side can empathize with her though, knowing bits and pieces of the crap she went through.

I jump out of the abyss into the shadow of a building, using small portals to capture the slower of the hair bullets, unable to capture some of the quicker ones. Midoriya dodges most of the faster ones though, thank goodness, only getting mildly scratched as he maneuvers in the air. I'm immensely grateful that he doesn't get hurt too bad, but once Lady Nagant decided she wanted to change her mind and saw the hero within Midoriya, she quite frankly blew up. Not some small fake explosion either, a triggered reaction that is no doubt from All for One giving her a quirk. I shiver at the thought.

Could he do the same to me? No, no, the question is would he, and yes, he very much would.

Hawks catches Lady Nagant, and Midoriya catches Hawks with Black Whip, but they still fall at a rapid pace so I immediately use my portal to capture them and plop them down near a safer distance above the ground. They stumble a bit once they get out, but are overall unscathed. I sigh in relief and rush over.

Lady Nagant spills about what she was supposed to do, but my attention strays from her words to see that Midoriya is beyond bruised and battered, and it reminded me of the time everyone found letters on their doorsteps back in Class 1A's dormitories. I find fresh scars lining his arms, blood seeping into his clothing, his clothes seeming to envelope him as if they're becoming one. I sigh, knowing full well what this means for him, he's the most stubborn person I know and I can't even fathom what he's went through since he started this journey.

My mask swallows my tears before they can drip past my eyelashes; he's in pain, an amount no one can even begin to imagine, and yet he won't ask for help. I know that feeling well, the feeling of being trapped between the angel and devil standing upon opposite sides of your body as you contemplate your actions. This is the moment most nitpick that they should have been something or should have done something different and maybe, just maybe, things would've had a better outcome.

I'm dealing with that myself on the daily, saying 'what if' and such about seeing my grandpa, joining the league, how I treated my parents, how I treat myself... it's all so burdening, feeling all of these things and having no outlet. Maybe that's what we share, Midoriya and I, we both resort to anger and resentment as a form of coping with loss. He seeks to end All for One and Shigaraki, and I wished to destroy the world in order to get rid of my grudges.

I look at the damaged green mop of hair as it sways on Midoriya's head, we're not so different, you and I. I remark, watching as events play out in the back of my mind from different perspectives across Japan, yet focusing on the two views I have of what's in front of me.