NIGHTMARES [Aizawa Shouta/Eraserhead x Reader]

9

No! Don't come any closer!

Monster!

Get away!

I wish you never existed!

These were the shouts and screams of those who knew about the existence of [name] and her dreaded ability. Like any other child, she was born and raised in a normal family. Within the entirety of her family, only a few possessed the abilities called as quirks. So naturally, of course, [name] was expected to be normal for any other standard... but that wasn't how things had gone. 

At the ginger age of 4, she still hasn't developed any signs of having a quirk but that all changed when a villain had broke into their house during one summer night. Little [name] was awoken by the loud rustling sounds that came from their living room. She came down to see what it was but instead she was met with the unconscious bodies of her parents soaked in blood. The gleaming eyes of a tall shadowy figure were slowly closing in on her and then suddenly it was blank from there. The next thing she knew was that her parents were dead and she was being sent off to a stone cold facility to be detained for the next years of her life.

As a child, she did not understand any of it at all. The only thing she really knew was that she did something terrible and had to be punished in accordance with it. She was given food so that she wouldn't starve and she was also educated. From a point of view, she was still given her rights as a human but for another, she was just merely being used as a tool for research and observation. When she wouldn't listen, they'd force her to do it. When she would go into rage, they'd sedate her and throw her into a prison cell which they mask as her bedroom.

After two? Three? Or maybe even four years? she already lost count. She lost count of how many days, weeks and months she had been in that damned place. Her heart was hollow and the image of freedom was something that she could only read in books and dictionaries. She had no past, no present and no future... not until she met him.

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"My name is Shouta Aizawa, a pro hero"

Who?

"My quirk allows me to erase another person's quirk just by looking at them"

Preposterous

"Don't make it any harder for the both of us, [name]"

Just go away!

"Can I trust you?"

Stop it!

"Of course"

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"ATTENTION! A GROUP OF VILLAINS HAVE ATTACKED USJ. ALL AVAILABLE HEROES PLEASE REPORT AND GATHER AT ONCE! I REPEAT, A GROUP OF VILLAINS HAVE ATTACKED USJ. ALL AVAILABLE HEROES..."

The sound of an alarm along with the emergency announcement began to blur within the background and all [name] could hear was her thumping heart whilst body began to stiffen. Yes, she lacked common sense but she wasn't dumb in the slightest to not understand the situation faced upon them. Her vision became foggy and all she could think about was him.

"I need to... I need to go to Aizawa-san!"

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"Is it really okay... for me to... be here?" 

No, its not. 

"It's fine"

Stop lying!

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As soon as she verbalized her intentions, [name] sprinted out Recovery Girl's office and into the hallways with her legs taking her as fast as it could. Even though she hadn't really had a chance to roam around U.A., she had memorized the layout of the place during her free time. It wasn't really a difficult task to do and Aizawa was really amazed at how she could pinpoint the exact location of each facility with ease. Never in her stay that she thought that she would be exercising her knowledge - well, not at least in this dire situation.

Since she was always locked up in a steel cell almost all her life, her physical weren't that polished but it was something her guardian would try to work out after the whole 'quirk management' training. She was already breathing ragged breaths and she wasn't even halfway there. 

"No. I have to see you... I need to..."

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"Just stay by my side and trust me"

Can I?

"I'll erase everything for you..." 

Will you?

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By the time, [name] reached the facility... it was already over. The villains have been captured and the students evacuated. But where was he? The worried [name] began looking around until she had laid eyes on that familiar black clothing and scarf on a stretcher and bathed with blood. By now, her breathing was more ragged than when she was trying to get there. A familiar feeling from several years ago came back to stab her heart once more. 

"No...You can't...", her vision was blurry with tears and her aura was starting to take form into a black mist that enveloped her body. A blood curdling scream was heard soon after and it was already too late when her fellow classmates and Tsukauchi had noticed her presence. 

"Everyone get away as far as possible! Now!", the police detective ordered. Everyone was frantically racing away from the dark mist. Midoriya and the others tried their best to call out to her but she was to enveloped in her sadness to react to their voices.

Because of the intensity and gravity of her power, the protective collar on [name]'s neck had shattered into pieces. There was nothing they could do to stop her and this was terrible as it could get. Even though the so-called League of Villains were taken care of, without Eraserhead much more horrifying things were about to happen. If worse come to worse then they'll have to...

"Don't even think about it"

Tsukauchi's thoughts were suddenly cut off by a very irritable - which was so not in character - Present Mic who just witnessed his best friend beat up and tattered. He didn't utter another word but instead inched his way over to the heartbroken child.

"Don't! If you get any closer, you'll -"

"I know! But I have to do this. I have to get my words across to her... for Shouta. If I can't then what good a friend am I?"

The police detective seemed to be at a loss for words. But Present Mic was a hero - despite his childish and annoying attitude - and he must know what he's doing. And right now, it wouldn't be much of a risk to take. Tsukauchi just gave his approval and let the blonde hero have his way.

Present Mic had set his amplifying equipment to its maximum. If she still couldn't hear him like this then he'll - most definitely - be damned. He signaled for everyone to cover their ears before shouting each word at intervals.

"Oi! [Name]! I know you can hear me! Listen...", he inhaled before continuing, trying to gain emphasis on his next few words. "If you don't stop... you'll never see Shouta ever again!" The raging shadows then began to falter. It was a sign that he had gotten through. Just a little more and...

"He promised you that he'd come back to you, didn't he? Now please... stop... for Shouta"

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"You'll come back, right?"

Please...

"I will" 

Come back...