Double-Sided

1. A Primary Disaster

A sound of a foot tapping echoed off of the glossy white floor and onto the dull white walls of the small room. Accompanying the ever present tapping was the tick of a plain black and white clock. The "ticks" and "taps" began to form a melody over the three long hours the woman had waited there. She made her rounds, looking from the ticking to her own tapping, to occasionally checking her phone every 20 minutes. She had turned up the ringer to max, even checking to make sure there was no missed call that somehow escaped her grasp. In the back of her mind she knew it was futile, there would be no response from that man, yet hope or maybe desperation kept her persistent.

    "It's his son too, damnit," she had thought to herself multiple times that afternoon (or was it night now?) Despite staring at the clock, time became meaningless. Every second that passed was just another second of uncertainty where she was away from her son.

    Suddenly another set of taps entered, breaking the melody the green-haired woman had created with the clock. A tall, spikey haired blonde woman appeared through the door. Upon noticing her friend she picked up the pace and the two embraced, forcing Inko Midoriya to finally get up from the uncomfortable waiting room chair.

    "Mitsuki, what are you doing here? What about Katsuki—" she began, Inko's throat shaking from hours of crying.

"Shhh... my blockhead of a son is fine, he just had a minor concussion after being thrown from the blast. He's sleeping right now and besides Masaru is with him." Inko looked down at her phone sadly at the mention of Mitsuki's husband. Noticing this Mitsuki sat down next to her grabbing hold of her friend's hand.
   
"Still no response from him?" Mitsuki asked sadly.

    "Why would there be?" She replied. Hisashi Midoriya had left her and her son about a year ago on Izuku's fourth birthday. He left without a word or any indication of where he would be going. Inko had simply told her son he was gone on business, which might have been somewhat true, he did send her checks on money every month after all. But no words from him, nothing at all. Yet even after all of this time she still felt inclined to call him, to be able to have someone else share her burden.

    Mitsuki looked her friend in the eyes. "Well until we get any more news of Izuku's condition, I'll wait here with you."

Inko buried her head into her friend's shoulder. She was glad she at least had someone there with her.

                        ...

     About 4 hours earlier, the Number 1 Hero, All Might arrived at a very disturbing place for a villain attack. He was out patrolling when a massive explosion was heard from... a primary school. Taking caution he looked in from a distance to see if there were hostages or anyone badly injured. The source of the explosion was the school yard where a massive crater had formed. The building near it looked like it had collapsed, but he quickly searched it to find it empty. Luckily it seemed to be after school hours so the building was closed, yet he found four children scattered around the school yard. They appeared all unconscious, their light bodies must have just been thrown from the explosion, not taking much damage.

The most horrifying thing to All Might, however, was at the center of the explosion. At the center of the crater there was a dark atmosphere that had formed from a... a boy. Almost like a black fog, this cloudy-like substance swirled around the child. Occasionally bright green sparks bounced from his body to other parts of the fog, lighting up his figure. The boy looked extremely young, 4 or 5, but his face told a different story. The white of his eyes turned black and his irises were a radiant shade of green. His mouth was closed, almost expressionless. But his eyes, they were hungry. It was something beyond anger. It radiated hatred.