I'm No Hero (My Hero Academia Fanfic)

Chapter 24

Warning: This chapter may be a tad scarier for younger audiences...then again, I'm realizing I probably should've had a warning for this entire arc as it's all kinda scary. Regardless, please tread with caution.

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Goro stood in front of me as his arms melted off into goo to wrap around me. I tried to fight it. I really did. The more I struggled, the faster the goo would wrap around my arms and legs, forcing them to contract into my torso until I was nothing more than a pink and beige blob with a head.

When he was done, Goro's arms were shortened to where his elbows would've been. He created hands at the ends of them, before he ripped the blankets that were underneath me. It wasn't like I could've used them, not when I was a human meatball with a head that is.

The weird thing about having his Quirk wrapped around me was that I couldn't feel my arms or legs. It wasn't like they went numb. Instead, my body from the neck down felt like that slime Ollie would play with. It was disgusting.

Without feeling anything, there was no way I could've used my own Quirk to turn into someone else. After being here for so long, I don't think I could've used it without them catching me. I was hopeless.

My only hope was that my friends would come and save me, but at the same time, I didn't want them to deal with these guys. They were far more dangerous than the villains anyone would encounter in the street. Plus, they were just students. We were just learning how to be heroes. It wasn't like we should've been expected to be heroes right away.

Kannon said that, "After all, when your friends from U.A. don't show up, you'll realize how selfish those heroes truly are." He might have believed that, but I didn't. It might be true that I thought heroes were a bit selfish, but after being in U.A, these past couple of months, I had learned that wasn't entirely true. My teachers tried their best in helping in helping their students become better heroes. My classmates, they all had selfless reasons on why they wanted to become heroes, and even if I didn't know all their reasons for wanting to become a hero, I knew it was true. I knew it was because of how they helped one another.

But I couldn't worry about that now. Right now, I had different problems to worry about. Kannon said I would be put in time out for two days, but instead of being put somewhere "special," I was back in that childish room filled with toy dolls. I might not have had the ability to walk around like before, but I still couldn't see how they considered this a punishment.

"I have to apologize," the man in front of me said as he started folding up the blanket with his small arms. "But what the boss says goes."

"Then why do you put up with him?" I asked.

Goro was taken back as his eyes widened a bit. "I thought you—well, he's a good man, despite his methods. He promised he'd make me forget my Quirk once we finally get rid of most of the world of theirs."

"Knock knock knock!" A high pitched voice started to sing. "I heawd somebody was a naughty wittle gurl."

My eyes widened in fear, as the man took a step away, so I could see the door. When it opened, a head full of pink hair poked through. When her pink eyes saw me, she started to pout.

"Awe, dis won't be vewy fun. I wanted to see da wittle baby stwuggle a bit," Nightshade pouted before she pushed the door open to come inside.

While I was afraid, I couldn't feel my heart pounding or my body shake. I looked down, realizing that was only because I was made into a human meatball. I couldn't feel anything because of it, just that my face started to heat up as sweat started rolling down my face.