Another Chance- (Villain to hero Izuku)

8

Now they know. 

The principal and 3 other teachers know a major point in my life, though, I was able to leave out the section where Master came to take me in. It was then that I ditched my whole life and joined Master, letting him train me and mold me into his protege. 

He's a bastard, but he was all I had, and still have. 

I paced my room as my mind swam with how my secrets were being unlocked. I know I was practically begging for them to uncover that one, but knowing my roof experience could lead to them finding, or prodding, other things out of me and I didn't think I could handle that. I wondered if I could contact Master, but they refused to give me a phone, and I didn't know if he would even want to talk to me, or if he would get angry at me for everything happening. 

I was worried about what would happen if he found me. And if he did, would he rescue me? Would I have to be punished? Was it worth it to go back?

What am I talking about!? Of course, I need to go back! Master needs me and I need him! I'm not a fucking hero, I'm a villain! I need to get my head in the game and focus on the objective! The Sports Festival was coming up soon, they were going to broadcast me to the whole world, everyone would see me! I could lose my rep within the villain community, some other villains might not talk to me anymore because of my association with the heroes, Master might see it and who knows what would happen then, maybe even my mother would see it... 

Nezu wasn't going to let me off the hook, but I needed to think of something. Maybe I could get them to make me a mask, but they would still be using my name. Maybe I could just hide in the shadows, don't pull too much attention to me. Then they wouldn't have to announce my progress or anything, and no one would really know I was there! 

I know Nezu and Aizawa wanted to see how strong I really was against all these other kids, but if I wanted to still be alive by the time I got out of this damn school I would need to keep my head down. 

"Alright problem children, all of you will be competing in the Sports Festival in 2 days, I need you to be ready and do your best," Aizawa said, facing the class, though it felt like he was talking more to me. 

"This Festival will not be easy, by any standards and I hope to see all of you performing to your very best. The next few days will be training your individual skills in order to prepare, but I will be watching for any way to help," He continued, his eyes glancing over to me every few seconds. I glared at him when he decided to look at me for the 10th time in the past 3 minutes, making sure he saw it. 

Aizawa released us into the training grounds. I had nothing to do so I decided to run laps. I ran as fast as I could around the track, my feet pounding harshly on the synthetic rubber. My mind wandered like it always did when I ran. 

I wondered what Master would say if he saw me prepping for a hero's Sports Festival. He would probably say something like "Kill one of them when they least expect it, knock their numbers down little by little before they can do anything to stop you," I shook his voice out of my head. 

I figured Aizawa, Hizashi, Nezu, and Kayama wouldn't tell anyone else about my little secret. Student confidentiality or some shit. And I knew Yagi wouldn't go around sharing one of his biggest failures. I should be in the clear, but that also means I have to deal with them digging up shit from my past. 

Master's face popped up into my mind, his raged face practically looking, seeping into my mind. The shock caused me to trip. I rolled into a kneeling position, glancing around the field for any sign of Master. I shouldn't be scared, but my heart pounded out of my chest and my instincts were screaming fight or flight. I could feel him for a minute, his gaze, his presence. It was like he was inside my mind.