-recap-
"Oi... What do you think your doing to my girl?"
-3rd POV-
Izumi didn't need to turn our lift her head to know who that was. "Tch. Filthy scum." Izumi soon felt arms lifting her up and carrying her delicately, "It's going to be okay Izumi~ I won't ask what happened, you can stay with us for the night if you want." Izumi continued to sniffle and bury her face to Tomura's warm chest.
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"Ah... So that's what happened... Well we know who's wrong on your situation Izumi-san." Izumi hung her head low as she listened to Kurogiri, "Yeah, your brother!" Tomura chimed making both Izumi and Kurogiri look at him. Both with different expressions. "It's not your fault that he didn't trust you, it's not your fault he's hopeless without you, and it's definitely not your fault that your surrounded by fakes that can't understand you. Am I right or am I right?" Tomura opened his arms with his head slightly tilted, Izumi teared up and ran to Tomura's open arms, snuggling closer to him. "Tomura-kun is always right." "That he is. Midoriya Izumi is fit to be anything she wants to be, she would also be a great addition to our cause." a voice in the computer said. Everyone looked at said device and listened carefully, "Yes! We don't need to wait for your graduation for you to join us. You can join us now! You can do whatever you want, train your quirk without people holding you back!" Tomura giggled and held both of Izumi's shoulders, with his pinkies raised. "We can teach those fakes a lesson and we'll show them that you are just as strong as them. No! Even stronger than them!"Izumi looked at them with hopeful eyes, "Can I really?" 'Will I finally have a place to belong?' she thought "Of course. We just need you to give us your utmost loyalty. Give your whole faith in Shigaraki and the League of Villains, and you wont have to worry about fitting in or finding a place to belong." She smiled brightly and cried happy tears. "Man you're such a crybaby~" but even with his teasing, he pulled Izumi to an embrace. But Kurogiri knew better, he knew that it was an embrace of possessiveness. Like a kid hugging his favorite toy.
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"Oi DEKU!" said teen flinched and turned around to face his bully, "Where the hell is your damn sister? I haven't seen her since yesterday." Katsuki said lowering his voice when he was close enough. "S-She hasn't... " "HUH?! SPEAK UP DAMN IT!" "S-she ran away... And hasn't returned yet..." Izuku said lowering his head even more, Katsuki's eye twitched. "So what... Are you just gonna pretend like nothing happened?! You're so useless you can't even search for your sister?!" "Did you really think I'm not trying?! I've been searching high and low for Micchan! She didn't bring her phone with her, she left her bag in her room and it's my fault she ran away! I'm already guilty enough for making her leave, I don't need you to tell me that I'm useless right now! Because right now I know I am!"Izuku's outburst gained him some unwanted attention but he didn't care right now, what matters right now is searching for his sister. So that's what he did, he skipped classes and searched for his sister. He already had tears in his eyes when he reached the park where they used to play at. "Excuse me, are you okay?" a young man with short black hair asked patting Izuku's back as said teen wiped his tears away. "I-I'm alright... I-I'm looking for my sister... H-have you seen her by any chance?" Izuku showed the man Izumi's picture and hoped that he could help him. "Missing? How long has she been missing may I ask?" "T-two days... I've been searching for her everywhere! But..." "I see... How about this, give me her full info and picture showing her full face. I may not look like it, but I'm a detective."
The next day flyers were posted on the streets about a missing girl with green hair and eyes, it was also posted on social media, in hopes of finding Izumi.
-Tomura's POV-
I yawned and sipped my coffee while reading the papers, but the something caught my eye. I kept hitting Kurogiri in the arm until he looked at the papers as well, "Well... Seems like she's missing now." he said flatly. I rolled my eyes and grinned when Izumi went out of her room. "Speaking of the devil and she will appear~" she looked up confused but I just grinned at her before showing her today's newspaper. She frowned and gave me the paper back, "I don't need to go back anymore. This is where I belong!" that's my girl. "Oh yes, before I forget... Izumi, the master wants to see you personally." I glanced at Kurogiri and gave Izumi a pat on her head, "Think of it as an initiation, you'll be fine as long as you want to stay." she nodded and smiled brightly. 'Ugh... That smile... Too bright...'
It's been three whole days since Izumi went to sensei, and there's still no news of her. Maybe she couldn't make it? Nah.... She'll make it. "Shigaraki Tomura, my sources have news of All Might." "Ugh. Finally. What did they say?" He continued to clean the glass he held and told me that the hero was in Musutafu. "Huh? Isn't that where Izumi's place is at? Why in the hell would he--" "To find a successor of course. That is why you along with Nightingale will train and gather allies." I looked at the laptop questioningly. "Who the hell is Nightingale sensei?" sensei chuckled "Why Izumi of course. I have someone training her new quirk so she'll take longer to come back. But don't worry, she'll be back before we kill the symbol of peace." I nodded my head, my head already thinking of ways we could kill the bastard All Might.
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Nightingale Syndrome
FanfictionMidoriya Izumi is a student wishing to be a hero and she achieves her dreams and fulfills her promise to Katsuki and Izuku.... or at least that's what happened. In an alternate universe, Midoriya Izumi was not as bright as her alternate self. She w...