Previously on What Are The Odds...
Dear anyone who reads this,
You might not care and I'm okay with that. I've come to learn that those who don't commit the crime get dealt with the consequence. Father. I didn't commit a crime it was you yet I was still abused each day. I hope you're happy. Mom, I know you're not here right now but I hope you can forgive me. And Todoroki, I love you but you couldn't help me. You didn't help me which I know meant you didn't care. I don't care how you feel. This is my choice and I'm going through with it. Goodbye and have a better life than me.
Tears form in my eyes and then I feel something grab my arm and my waist. I look up to see a- no two blurry figures but I can't see clearly because of blood loss and alcohol that I pass out.
Storytime!
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Todoroki's POV
Earlier that day...
"Hey, Todoroki?" I hum in response. "How would you feel if someone close to you were to...vanish from life? Would you care?" (Y/ N) asks. I look at (her/him) with a look of confusion and concern, so I answer quickly. No hesitation.
"I would care. I would put myself at fault for not being able to help them and feel guilty. I'd try to figure out what went wrong. If it were you, I would feel very guilty since I couldn't help the person I love." I say. I turn to see a smile on (y/n)'s face and I can't help but smile as well. Yet, I have this feeling that something will go wrong. I'll figure it out later"Bye, Todoroki." (Y/N) waves at me. I wave back. "Bye, love." I start walking home, but I can't shake the feeling that something will go downhill. I walk through my front door to see my father standing there, but he just walks past me. Okay, weird. I walk up to my room and lie down on my bed. I look at the time and see that it's only 3 pm. A smile grows on my face and I could only think of one thing to do... d-d-d-dance!!
Honestly, I've had a passion for dancing but never showed it.
Author's Note: I have no words...
3 hours later.......
Well, that was nice. I look at my phone to see that it's 6 pm and I have a text from (Y/N). I open and read it. It says, "Goodbye love. I'll see you somewhere else!" I read it again and again, but I still can't figure out what's wrong. Maybe I should go to her house. I put on some jeans and a white shirt, sneakers and I grab my phone. Unbeknownst to Endeavor, I jump out my window.
I make my way to (Y/N)'s house and throw a rock at her window. I check the time again and I see it's 11:45 pm. I make my way up to (Y/N)'s room window and look in to see no one there. I go inside and look around to see a note and I already have an idea, but I won't jump to conclusions.
I'm at (y/n)'s desk and the next thing I know I'm running to the tallest building. Please don't die on me, please! I'm sprinting and crying at the same time. I pull out my phone and see it's 11:55 pm. I'm almost there! I call Aizawa just to make sure I have some backup. I make it to the building and run up the stairs to see my love standing on the edge and leaning forward. Sprinting I grab their arm and hold onto them.
I see the face that once held a thousand stars but now holds a million deaths. I hear footsteps behind me and in my vision I see Aizawa. I hoist up (y/n), but when I do they're passed out.
"...Care to explain?" Aizawa asks while taking (y/n) into his scarf. "I have an idea and I don't at the same time...?"
Timeskip to the hospital (bc author has work...) Also, it's in the 3rd PERSON!
Beep, beep, beep
Sounds of a monitor coming from room 28. The room where Todoroki Shoto and (Y/N) (L/N) are in. No sound from either person as the room fills with awkwardness. Shoto speaks first.
"...why?" Todoroki asks in a monotone I don't want to be here voice.
"...this world and everyone in it..."
Todoroki looks confused and asks, "What do you mean?"
(Y/N) looks at Shoto and glares at (him/her). "What I mean is that everyone...every human... is just so... full of themselves! They're all selfish bastards who can't- they aren't civilized! All they care about is themselves and fame!" Shoto looks at you and in his mind is trying to find the best way to comfort you, but (he/she) has made a deadly mistake.
"I don't see what you're saying." As soon as Shoto finished talking he knew... HE F***ED UP.
"Hahaha...hahaha! So you are just like them. To think I wasted my time talking to someone selfish like you. Don't you have any doubts? I mean, look at your father. One glance and I already knew what type of hero was brought into the world. He used you in every way possible. All heroes use people and do the public understand this, NO." AT this point (Y/N) was just beyond calm. "HOW CAN YOU NOT SEE THIS-THIS TREACHEROUS WORLD WE LIVE IN! If being a hero is really like that, why do they encourage us to do that too?"
Silence filled the room once again with the question that everyone should ask but never do. Luckily, Aizawa walks in and looks at both (Y/N) and Shoto. "So care to ex-" he was cut off by a certain someone.
"Why are you doing this? Don't you have better things to do?" (Y/N) asks. Aizawa is taken aback but he holds his ground. "I do have better things to do, but this was brought-" Cut off another time.
"Answer the damn question. Do you have better things to do?" (Y/N) looks up at Aizawa and sees him shake his head answering. Yes. "So, you are just like them. And here I thought you were different."
A nurse walks in and waiting hours are over. "Both of you. Just get out." (Y/N) says. Aizawa walks out but Shoto stays. "I'm not leaving. Deal with it." Shoto sits down next to you and doesn't say anything. It stays like this for what seems like hours but was only a few minutes. Endeavor walks in and Shoto looks like he just shit his pants.
"Shoto. Get up and go." As a soldier, Shoto stands up and walks out the door with Endeavor leaving (Y/N) alone. (Y/N) sits there for a while and starts replaying the events that had just occurred. "Heroes really are something else entirely." (Y/N) says to themselves with a smile.
"I think it's time to show them something they've never seen." Looking around the room (Y/N) sees a pair of clothes that must have been left: a black hoodie, black jeans and shoes. Black. (Y/N) wears the clothes, grabs some bandages, a medical knife, and their phone.
"Sayōnara." (Y/N) jumps out the window and heads towards the heart of the city. The world didn't know, but they have curated a monster who cannot be stopped.
Name: (Y/N) (L/N)
Age: 15; freshman at UA
Status: Villain
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