Todobaku Angst

Cradles

[ The one-shot below is nothing but a work from my imagination. None of it is related to the anime, unless otherwise stated. Of course, this is just a random story i thought of. ]

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𝐈 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞-𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞.

As the ash blond lad gasped loudly from the harsh detachment of the duct tape from his mouth, beads of sweat heavily rolling - his piercing red orbs glaring at the man in front of him with such rage.

he chuckled, "I see you haven't changed, not even the slightest bit.

How does it feel? Being a pro hero now?"

𝐊𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬, 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬.

"You son of a bitch! Go rot in hell!" Bakugou shouted, heaving. "Everyone thought you were dead! What would Deku think?!"

"You know what I think?" Grabbing his chin in return, making contact with Shoto's heat. Bakugou could only let out a shout of pure agony as he felt his skin nearly burning.

"That people like you should just die."

𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡.

"Can you not see how powerful I have become?"

Shoto said, placing his teacup back at the saucer - reclining on the swivel chair.

"You easily cry out foul but don't you think that heroes are just the same as villains? You bring devastation to one's life"

He laughed out loud, palming his hand and shaking his head in disbelief.

"Brainwashing humanity, having all the praise, glorious isn't it?

But none has ever heard our side of story."

𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐩.

"We are the monster in everyone's point of view but I think it's time to start a new prologue. We're the ones who suffered from the great wrong and now it's time to return the favor"

Shoto's words spurred like venom, a bewildered expression written over the poor man, squirming from his seat.

"Y..You -- All of you are weak! Hiding from the shadows, All the pro heroes will catch you and when they do -

"Now you're just spouting nonesense, this is only the beggining"

Letting out a menacing laugh that ringed throughout the room, he pointed at Bakugou with a grin.

"Should I start with you then?"

𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 .. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝'𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭.

"It .. H-hurts .. someone .. It burns! -"

𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭.

as the heat from shoto's quirk spreaded wildly at the abandoned building, leaving bakugou and his chilling screams.

          𝑶𝒉 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒚,
         𝑨 𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒅𝒚 𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒐𝒔 -
                     𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈.

Carefully adjusting his tie, he slowly bows like a host in a play - a cue that the show has finally ended.

"𝑉𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑛. 𝑁𝑜𝑤,

                                             H̸͖͇͘͠u̴̧͚̜̗͔̒͌̇̋͐̋̐̀͋͘s̵̛̘̘͚͍̳̈͛̊̋̑̕̚͜͜h̴̛̠̙͋͛̐̂̿ "