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102: 𝐴 𝑓𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑎𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒

Bakugou was there.

Dying. Kira could see him. Though she hadn't been there during that battle she could see him. Laying down on the ground, someone was there with him. Iida maybe, all Kira could look at was the blood trailing from his chest. Ripped through his hero costume.

Kira could vividly see the battle that took place the day of her rescue.

Nomu everywhere. Pros on the ground. Endeavor and Best jeanest fighting Dabi while Shigaraki was taken on by Deku and Bakugou.

How could she see it all so clearly? She had only heat bits and pieces of what happened that day. How Bakugou got injured.

"The casualties were horrible."

There was someone behind here, but Kira could only look ahead. Only look at Katsuki. Seeing the scars earlier had been hard, it and hurt her. But seeing what happened was worse. The blood, the pain. He wasn't even moving, he looked dead.

She tried to tell herself he wasn't, this was the past. Bakugou was alright. He was sleeping right next to her, this was a nightmare and she knew it.

"I didn't realize your quirk was this strong... You can see clear pictures. Memories even, interesting."

"You're showing me this..." Kira whispered. She Wondered if he could hear her or not. "Why."

"All of this pain. All of this fighting. It WILL happen again."

The voice came from behind her. It wasn't in her head, it seemed to be spoken out loud. Into her ear.

"So much pain... So much death. It'll only be worse next time."

Kira grit her teeth, her surroundings changing. She was in the Villa, or the battle at the Villa. The building was falling apart, burning, dying.

Like the people inside.

A man in a costume, pressing a hankie against the cheek of his comrade. His friend. As he melted, a red feather sticking from his back.

"Twice."

It changed again. Deep in the woods, to the side of the Villa. A woman laid on the ground, covered in bruises. Her body bent in an odd angle.

"Midnight."

A man decaying with a smile on his face and a thumbs up.

"Crust."

Finally a woman not as familiar to Kira. Her body was dust, her skin flaking with grey decay as she gave one final salute. They couldn't bring any part of her body back to her family for burial. Her ashes were swept away by the sea.

"Star."

Everything was dark.

"Their deaths were meaningless. Your side lost. They even had the advantage of a surprise attack. But they lost, and you will again and again and again until everyone you love is dead Kira. Not to mention the villains. I know you're the type of person to see them just as you see any other human. You don't want to see them dead do you?"

Back to Bakugou. Blood covering the hero costume he was so proud of, splattering across his gauntlets. Every detail was real. This wasn't made up, Kira could see it. She could see the tiny sparkly sticker given to him by the little sister of his classmate. Still stuck on his gauntlets.

"You don't know that for sure." Kira whispered. "This is the past... This already happened and he survived. We can win."

"When will this fighting stop? What is it even for? Japan is crumbling. Next the world. I'm the true leader, the only one meant to hold this world in my hand. I've known since I was an infant...