Darkness Revealed | MHA x Reader

Chapter 7

Midoriya arrives, his steps firm and determined despite the fear that I know must be choking him. The weight of the 'One For All' is heavy on his shoulders, the burden of the heroes he carries within a burning contrast to the coldness that fuels me. "You're here," I say, my voice a low growl. "I didn't think you had the guts."

He doesn't flinch. "I'm here because I believe in something," he says, his voice steady. "And I'm not going to let you take that away from me."

I laugh, the sound echoing through the deserted training ground. "Believe in what?" I ask, the mockery in my voice as cold as the ice that forms around my fists. "Your weakness? Your naivety? Besides, I'm not here to take your beliefs, I don't care about them at all."

Midoriya's jaw clenches, his eyes narrowing to slits. "Then why are you here?" His voice is a mix of anger and confusion.

"I'm here to avenge myself for what you did to me along with your friends," I reply, the coldness in my voice unwavering. "And also, to show you that your warmth, your beliefs, they're nothing but a fairy tale in a world that eats the weak."

Midoriya's gaze is steely, unyielding. "You're wrong," he says, his voice strong despite the tremor in his hands. "There's more to being a hero than just power. It's about protecting people, not just winning fights."

The warmth of his conviction is like a hot knife cutting through the ice in my heart. I want to lash out, to freeze him where he stands. But something holds me back. Is it the doubt? The flicker of light from that long-forgotten dream? "Why would I care about some people?" I sneer. "Especially people without superpowers, nobody needs them anyway, just as nobody needs you."

Midoriya's fists clench, the veins in his arms pulsing with the power of the 'One For All'. "You're wrong," he repeats, his voice stronger now. "Everyone deserves to be protected, no matter how weak they are. That's what being a hero is about."

The ice in my chest cracks a little more with every word he says. It's a warmth that I can't ignore, a flame that threatens to melt the coldness that has been my shield for so long. But I can't let it win. I can't let him win. "Protection you say? Where was my protection when you and your buddies beat me into unconsciousness and left be on the cold corridor floor?"

He pauses, his eyes searching mine. "You're not the same," he whispers. "You can be better."

The words hit me like a meteor, shattering the ice that has cocooned me. I can almost feel the warmth seeping in, the hope that had been buried under layers of cold indifference. But I push it back, my training, my mission, my very existence screaming at me to reject it. "Better?" I spit out the word. "I am what All For One made me to be."

Midoriya's eyes widen when he realizes the truth behind my words. He sees the darkness in my gaze, the loyalty to the monster that has shaped me into this weapon. "What are you saying?" he asks, his voice trembling.

"You heard me," I reply, my voice as cold as the ice that coats my fists. "I am the harbinger of All For One's will. Sent to infiltrate, to learn, to grow... and eventually, to bring your precious U.A. to its knees."

The shock on Midoriya's face is palpable, the warmth in his eyes extinguished by the icy truth. His hand trembles, the power of 'One For All' rushing to the surface, a beacon of hope in the face of the darkness that now stands before him.

"You... you're with All For One?" His voice is barely above a whisper, the words sticking to the cold air like droplets of water on a freezing surface. The revelation hangs heavy in the space between us, a noose tightening around the last thread of our fragile bond.

I nod, my smile as cold as the ground beneath our feet. "Always have been," I reply, my voice a chilling echo. The whispers of the stolen quirks crescendo in my mind, a cacophony of power and anger, urging me to show him the true extent of my capabilities.

Midoriya's eyes are pools of disbelief, his body taut with tension. The warmth in his eyes is replaced by a fiery determination that I recognize all too well. He's not going to back down, not even when faced with the truth of my existence. "Why?" he asks, his voice strained. "Why would you do this?"

I look at him, the coldness in my heart aching with every beat. "Because it's what I was made for," I reply, my voice devoid of emotion. "To be the greatest, to show the world the true power of All For One. To destroy everything you hold dear. My destruction will start with your death."