Crimson Secret (Vampire Deku AU) ~ COMPLETED

Chapter 9

Uraraka stood up. She began walking away fast.

"Hey!" Iida called after her, standing up. "Where are you going?!" Uraraka didn't look back, a stern expression on her face.

Iida didn't pursue her. He must've know this was a touchy subject for her.

She went to homeroom as fast as she could. Kirishima was the only one in the room. He looked up as she entered.

She thought for a second, an idea forming in her head.

"Hey," Uraraka said, not looking at him. "Look, I know I overreacted that day of the field trip. I'm sorry." She turned her head to look at Kirishima. "Meet me in front of my dorm after school, ok?"

"Why?" Kirishima asked hesitantly. A determined look appeared on Uraraka's face.

"We're going to find Deku."

She moved fast. It was mid-afternoon. The room was dark enough for what she needed to do. The ropes would hold.

"Show time." She smiled, snapping her fingers.

Izuku's POV

The voice it wouldn't stop. All the painful memories, most of which weren't mine, flooded my head. There was no room for a single rational thought. I was stuck under an ocean of despair.

Until it finally stopped. The voice released. Memories came to me. I had gone somewhere with a mysterious woman.

'This can't be good.' I opened my eyes slowly, unsure of what I would find. I'd been stuck in these situations way too much.

A light on my face, just like in the interrogation. I could barely make out the figure of the woman standing behind the light.

"Good morning Izuku." The woman laughed. "Or should I say good afternoon?"

I struggled in the ropes. I could feel her eyes boring into my skull.

"Why are trying to leave Izu?" She sounded disappointed. "You only just got here."

"Stop." I wasn't going to let her keep me here forever. "You have no right to call me that." I glared at the darkness.

The woman stopped talking. I could feel the sadness and disappointment radiating off of her. I felt like I was starting to act like Kacchan.

"Show yourself you coward!" I yelled.

She sighed. "Fine, if that will make you happy." She stepped out into the light. She wasn't a woman at all. She looked about the same age as me.

Suddenly, her skin started to melt off. I let out a cry of alarm. She smiled.

"This is what you wanted right?" Soon there was another girl standing in front of him. Her blonde hair was put up in buns. I gasped.

'Why hadn't I realized it before?' She was the one who had attacked me that night.

"I realize we've met before," She walked over to me. "But how about a real introduction? I'm Himiko Toga."

She sat on her knees in front of me. Toga's eyes sparkled with adoration.

"And you're Izu." She threw her arms around me in a tight hug. "I've looked for you everywhere, ever since that night." She whispered in my ear. I shuddered at the thought.

She broke away from me, looking deep into my eyes. I looked away. Toga frowned.

You should listen to her.

My eyes widened. I turned toward Toga. She looked at me innocently.

"You did this to me?" I stared at her in disbelief. "You put this voice in my head?" She smiled.

"It happens whenever I change people."

"Are there others?" Toga frowned.

"There was," She looked confused. "But they all disappeared along with the rest of the villains." Toga looked at the ground. "All accept me."

She stood up and walked back into the darkness.

'Where is she going?' Toga laughed. She walked closer.

"Let's just get to the good part." She said quietly.

Become a villain.

I was shocked.

"No!" I said both out loud and to the voice.

"No?" She repeated sadly. Toga walked back into the light. She held a bag of human blood. A smile slowly spread across her face. "Perhaps this will change your mind?"

She tossed the bag between her hands. "It's been awhile since you've had something to eat. Surely you're hungry?" She giggled.

I was thirsty, but I wasn't going to give up that easily.

"No." I said firmly.

Take it.

No. I can't become a villain.

You're not a hero, so stop trying to be something you're not.

I am a hero!

Enough.

The voice took over. I was left in the back of my own mind as a spectator.