Memory Lane

Chapter 3 - Memories of My Hero

Deku is blinded and he wakes up.

For a moment he is dazed and unaware of where he is... He looks around an unfamiliar room, his small body and stature make him realize it's not his body... Even though he is experiencing everything, it's almost as if the body is on autopilot...Of course, this a memory.. But he doesn't know that yet.

He walks downstairs, his head peeks around a corner, waiting for an opportunity. An opening for what? He can feel his heart rate rising, faster and faster, insurmountable fear surrounds him. And suddenly he's off into the kitchen. He can feel his hunger... ravenous hunger, almost as if he hadn't eaten in days. He walks and solemnly he moves to take a plate when he hears some people talking...

"What should we do about her?"

"We already knew that having (Y/N) was a bad idea"

"Should've given her up when we had the chance... now we are stuck with that weak child"

"She has no potential."

"Useless... Why couldn't she have been someone else's child"

Deku stands.... dead silence and trembling violently, trying to fight back the tears of hearing this conversation...

He looks down to see his hands shaking...

"I bet it's because (Y/N) hangs around that quirkless boy"

"His weakness is rubbing off on her, maybe we should do something about him instead"

Suddenly the plate goes crashing to the floor, alerting everyone of his presence...

He struggles to see past his tears, shaking with. He hears a voice screaming

Only to discover it's coming from him, yet it's not his voice.

"DON'T YOU DARE CALL IZUKU WEAK!!!! He's the strongest person of them all!" The voice screams, though losing volume as it was choking back tears

The faces that were discussing the very things that disgusted him and left this awful feeling in him. The faces before him were contorted with rage, twisted and altered...he felt his stomach sink, nausea rise and a heartbeat drumming in his head.

The male figure stood up, menacingly he roughly grabbed Deku, his iron grip instantly breaks the bone, shattering it. A scream rings throughout the room as the female figure, harshly grabs his face thus cutting the scream short.

"If he is so strong, he'll come and save you right?"

You're in too much pain to speak, you're dragged to the back of your home, a dark storeroom awaits.

Roughly Deku is thrown in, crashing into multiple objects, getting multiple cuts and bruises. The door is closed leaving him in dense darkness. He cannot see his hand in front of his face, the light has been sucked away... He hears whimpering and crying, the sensation of insects and vermin running over his body...

Suddenly the sensation sets in... He cannot breathe, he falls to the floor gasping and desperately clawing at his throat. Everything is burning, his head is throbbing, his heart keeps beating so violently, it feels like it might rip it's way out of his chest. He crawls along the floor until he sees a slight sliver of light, he crawls towards it and bangs the surface. Not knowing whether it be wall, door or something else.

He can hear the voice screaming out again.

"NOOOOO! LET ME OUT! PLEASE!"

The screaming, begging and pleading goes on for hours until he is exhausted and his throat sporting the worst pain of all.

He falls to the floor, he can hear thoughts... words that aren't his own and yet they are swirling in his head.

"I give up... I'm going to die anyway..."

The body lazily slumps over something, the feelings of insects are now being ignored.

The repeated thoughts speak about being worthless, dying, wishing to be stronger..."

The final thought haunted him...

"Thank you for being my friend Izuku"

He lay on the cold floor, consigned and resonated to death

The sound of metal clanking and breaking is heard throughout the little room.

Fear slowly builds up, when Deku is seen standing behind the door.

His eyes open wide... He's already figured that something wasn't right about everything here, but seeing himself... his old self, his precious self that was broken by a fractured reality. Even though he felt uneasy, there was relief and serenity all around.

He looked at the small outstretched hand.

"Izuku.." you hear the weak voice

"You're alright (Y/N)"

He pulls you up gently and firmly placing you on his back as he carries out, he walks and walks until you arrive at the hospital. Even so, he sat with you through everything.

You told him, everything that they said, how you wanted to die. Izuku looked at you and said. "You should always live. You are you, no matter what anyone else says, if you had to go I'd be sad... Besides when I get my quirk, I'll be able to protect you forever! So don't give up, get strong with me" He said with his innocent smile.

Amidst the tears, familiar faces walked in... Your parents, the very ones who traumatised you, last minute... you made a plan.

As they approached you, you went forward, laying one of your hands on each of their heads, your quirk was used... for erasing, you erased all memories of yourself from their minds. Izuku appeared astonished, lost for words at your quirk... you knew you could never explain and so, you did the same thing... Believing it would be better, you took his memories of you.