Family of Choice

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So I wanted to do this chapter a little earlier, but didn't think it would fit anywhere until about now. This chapter will show scenes of murder, light gore, and touch on childhood trauma a bit in the beginning. If you don't like this or are not a big fan of it, you've been warned now.

Izuku POV:

I wake up to Ocha heading down stairs with Izumi in her hands. I look over to the clock on the night stand to read the time. "6:30, I guess I should get everyone up." I pull myself up and make my way out of the room and into Eri's room first. "Eri, it's time to get up." I open the door and look at her putting socks on. "I'm already ready daddy." she states this with a salute and a smile. I smile back at her in response. "Start heading down stairs then, I'll be down in a little bit with your brother." "Ok daddy." She starts to head down to the common room, while I check to see if Kota is up yet.

I open the door to see him still asleep. I walk over to his bed to see him sweating and shaking nervously. "No, get back! Not again! Please NOT AGAIN!" "Kota, wake up! It's only a nightmare!" "NO!" Kota wakes up in a panic and notices me to his side. I can see the fear in his eyes as he turns to hug me and cry in my chest. "You wanna talk about it?" I try to comfort him the best I can by hugging him and patting his back. "It was him. *hic* he was there. And you and mom were there about to get hurt like *hic* like them." "It's ok Kota, it was just a bad dream. That man can't hurt you here. I promise you that." He looks up to me with tears still in his eyes. "D-do you mean it?" I bump my chest with my fist and smile with my answer. "Have you've ever known me to not try and keep my promises at least?" We both laugh as Kota calms down a little. "Now, it's time to get ready. Your mother and sisters are already downstairs waiting for us." "Ok dad."

Time skip to in class:

Thanks to a sudden call, Midnight wasn't able to teach class today. Because of that, we were given a free period an took it doing what we wanted to in the class. "What's the matter Deku, both you and Ochako look really glum today." I lower my head as I tell Kaachan what happened this morning. "It's Kota, he had a nightmare this morning." "What was it about?" I clench my fist before answering. "Him." Kaachan feels nothing but anger at the sound of this. "Muscilar. That son of a bitch is gonna pay one day, I swear it." Kaachan punches the desk in his rage out of knowing what he did to Kota, which got the attention of everyone. "Bakugo, I would advise against showing violence to the desk! It is an insult to the manufacturers and the people that sat in it before for you to not use it for it's intended purpose!" "What's got him all fired up?"

Everyone now notices that me, Ocha, and Kaachan have sad demeanor's on us. "Is everything ok?" I look over to Shiozaki since she asked. "Kota had a nightmare about his past and I was telling Kaachan about it." Both Ojiro and Kendo start to worry about him more than most. "Is he ok? Did he get hurt in the past?" "Physically no, thank god he didn't. But the trauma he went through isn't something you can just brush off." Everyone started to gather around to hear this. "What happened?" "*sigh* has anyone heard of the pro hero duo Water Hose?" A few people raise their hands uneasily. "They were Kota's birth parents, but he got the sad liberty of seeing the darkness of this world happen to them." Everyone started to go pale hearing this. Those who had an idea about the heroes grew paler. "I think it may be best if I start at the beginning."

About a year and a half ago:

Kaachan decided to bring me and Ocha out for lunch today since he never got the chance to talk to him after we gave the news to everyone. "So you knocked up round face huh? Guess I should be calling her by her first name now since she'll be your wife." "Oh, big time. And if you screw up, I'm gonna kick your but." Ocha starts to snort at my little quip about Kaachan calling her by her name. "Hey, gimme some slack man. It's hard to call someone something else and go to the next." We start laughing as we walk down the street.

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