Six days.

Hado had been gone for six days.

Walking to class with a frown, evident on my face—due to the unexplained absence of my friend—I heard the whispers and chatter of my peers. Although faint and quiet, I could make out snip bits of words every so often.

Back...

Thank...

Seen...

Hado...

I didn't quite understand the words—loosely thrown into conversation as I walked towards my classroom—until my eyes landed upon a familiar figure I had been seeing only in my mindscape.

Her blue eyes, shining in the light of the sun—which reflected in her large orbs from the window next to her. Her uniform, hugging her figure elegantly—for the first time in what felt like an eternity. Her periwinkle-hair, bouncing behind her as she bobbed her head and jumped about the classroom. Her smile, beaming across the room and brightening even the darkest of shadows.

Hado was back.

"Hado!" I cried out in joy and relief—jumping at her to wrap her in my arms.

We embraced for what seemed like forever as I felt tears pricking my eyes. It had been so long since I had last seen her. Hado and I had been best friends for the longest time. Our inseparableness was long-lived, so being apart, without so much as a call or text explaining the situation, felt like purgatory.

"Where have you been?" I asked her with tears in my eyes as I felt a wave of relief flood my senses.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Togata! I guess I forgot to tell you." She began with a smile and a slight giggle. "Because of all the stress from what happened, I decided to take a week and stay with my grandparents, and I accidentally left my phone." She explained as she rubbed the back of her head.

"Why didn't you tell the school?" I asked, still partially confused with the situation, but happy nonetheless.

"Haha, I meant to say something, but I got distracted-." She spoke, her voice getting cut off as our teacher had entered the room.

"Ok class, settle down, we have a lot to do today, and not a lot of time to do it..." The voice of our teacher sounded, trailing off as our teacher scanned the room. "Wait, Hado?"

"Hiya!" She exclaimed with a bright smile, as we were now at our seats.

"It's good to see you've finally made an appearance... See me after class, as we do have to discuss this matter."

"Alrighty!" She answered before our lesson began to start.

I had been so happy and relieved to know that Hado was safe and had been this whole time; however, as our day passed, and I had calmed myself, I began to notice differences in Hado's behaviour.

She seemed curious and normal at first glance, but if you had known Hado for as long as I had, it was easy to tell that she was straining herself. She was curious, yet bored. She was interested in learning, yet didn't seem to bat an eye at things she normally would have.

As we sat at our table in the cafeteria, she seemed perfectly normal to the average-eye, but to me, I could see through her. Something was wrong. Something was off, and I could tell I wasn't the only one to have thought these thoughts.

Tamaki seemed to be just as wary around our outgoing and curious friend as the day went on. Knowing her for as long as we had, and being around her daily, we could tell that she was acting off. I couldn't tell how, but I knew that something was definitely different about her.

The way she walked through the halls—obviously hearing the whispers and foul language being thrown her way—smiling as if she had just won the lottery; although, even her smile seemed off. The way the corners of her mouth lifted seemed completely natural for someone like Hado; however, upon further inspection, it looked almost unnatural.

The way her eyes seemed to twinkle in the light of day was gorgeous; however, as I stared deeper into her glossy and wide eyes, I noticed a hidden expression. A dead look that only seemed to reveal itself as I bored into her eyes for a long period of time. A look of anger and determination that seemed to only shine as I actively looked for those emotions.

The way she stared off into the distance—seemingly at nothing—until someone attracted her attention was unlike her. She would usually institute conversations as soon as the noise died down, to make things more lively, rather than being the source of the quiet.

I thought to take my observations with a grain of salt, considering her parents had just been murdered a week ago; however, I couldn't help but feel like something else was causing these changes in her behaviour. It felt like something else was wrong.

Maybe it was my being paranoid—seeing as she had been off the grid for almost a week with no warning—or maybe it was a gut-feeling—telling me that something was wrong—I wasn't sure. All that I knew for certain was that I didn't like the feeling, and I could tell neither did Tamaki.

I wanted to get to the bottom of the feeling I could sense deep within me, and I wanted to do so promptly. I wanted to understand whether or not Hado truly was feeling anger and hatred deep inside, or if I was simply being neurotic.

I wanted to help Hado, and I wanted to do so right away.

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"So what can you do to prove me otherwise?" The Doctor asked me.

"Huh..." I hummed in response, as a way of buying myself time to think.

What could I do to prove myself to the Doctor?

"All my life I've been denied..." I began. "I was never liked by anyone, not even my parents... I've been abused, neglected, and left to die by those I was supposed to see as my friends and family... So hearing that those who had taken part in my tormenting and torture are on their paths to becoming heroes, I can't help but feel a wave of rage wash over me. Ever since that day, I've done some thinking..." I explained.

I wasn't sure what to say at that moment. I wasn't sure how to respond to such a question. All I could think of at that moment was putting my motives out in the open. All I could think of at that moment was expressing my goals for all to hear. All that I could think of at that moment, was how much I hated those that had made my life a living hell.

"All I remembered was falling through the air, accepting my fate, and then Tomura. The way I had woken up—alone—in a dark room, and then he was there, helping me to understand what had happened." I paused, thinking of Tomura, and all that he had done for me with a smile on my face. "How had he caught me as I jumped off that rooftop..."

Take a swan dive off the roof...

Take a swan dive off the roof...

Take a swan dive off the roof...

"Those words, repeating in my head like a broken record, playing over, and over, and over again makes me sick... Society is broken, just like I was. Society is the real villain, and thinking about the corruption of the heroes—the corruption of my family—fills me with more rage than I'd ever thought to be imaginable." I explained as I felt six sets of eyes scanning my figure. "It's like a ball of led, overtaking my heart and soul with the malice and bitterness of today and the melancholy and despair of yesterday, y'know? Creating an endless pool of hatred and anger to flow until my demise. Like I'll always hold this rage inside, no matter what I do."

It will never stop. The voices. The voices of my so-called friends and family, repeating words and sentences from my past like an old movie I can never turn off.

Defenceless Izuku...

Quirkless wanna-be...

Useless...

Take a swan dive off the roof...

No, I honestly don't think you could become a hero.

Deku.

God, I hated that name. Deku. The way it rolled off the tongue. The way it was the word to describe me for a decade. The way it seemed to fit so well with my personality. I hated how it sounded, and I hated how it was perfectly accurate.

"Even if this hero society comes crashing down... Even if I liberate humanity... Even if I were to rule the underworld... That rage I hold inside myself will never be fully vanquished. It will always be there... The voices will always be there... I want to save society, not for myself, but for other people born like myself. For other kids, born quirkless... Those of us that haven't been tainted by the hardships of society, yet. Those who haven't been tainted by the cruelty of humanity, yet. Those who haven't been tainted by the ignorance of the heroes, yet... I want to save them, by destroying the society we live in now, and rebuilding it to one which we are in desperate need of." I said, pausing as I gathered my thoughts.

I could feel the coolness of the air, flowing past me gently from the airconditioning. I could hear the ambience of the bubbling containment chambers—containing the high-end Nomu. I could smell the hospital-like fumes that travelled its way down into the lab we had been standing in, and I could sense the stares of my friends as I spoke.

"I want to rebuild society to treat everyone with care. I want to rebuild society so that people like me don't have to endure the struggles of constant abuse from the world. So that people like Toga, don't have to continue living a life under a microscope—scared to disappoint the status quo. So that people like us, don't get beaten down by society because we're not the pre-determined normal. Because we're not like everyone else. Because we're different." I explained.

Society sees people like me as eyesores. Society sees people like us as eyesores. The world pushed us down until we feel like we're nothing. Society's will forces us to hide who we are, all to please the public with the generalized picture-perfect lifestyles everyone should lead, and I hated it.

"I know you can see it too... The idea of a world where everyone is kind. A world where everyone is treated as human, rather than some filthy, unwanted animal. A world where everyone listens to your warnings..." I continued. "The horizon and view of the sun setting on a world where none of us have to hide who we are, all in a futile attempt to please society. The view of the sky, no longer polluted with the corruption of the heroes and people in power. The feel of the air, no longer invaded by the smog of deception and lies—spewed by those that don't understand. Understand the error of their ways. Understand that other people have feelings too. Those that don't understand that we're all human and that we aren't just stepping stones—set in place to aid those with power to claw their way to the top of the world."

Those that refuse to admit their faults.

Those that refuse to take responsibility for their actions.

"So lend me a hand, Doctor... In making that vision a reality. Help me to create a world where we can do whatever we want without the judgment of society. Without the interference of the heroes. Without the dismissal of those brainwashed into thinking that those money-driven psychopaths are really helping us! Lend me a hand, in creating this new world."

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"What an appealing idea. It almost sounds like a vision too good to be true... A perfect world, rid of judgment is impossible... So tell me, Yagi, how you expect to go about executing such a dream..." The Doctor asked me, as I smiled.

"Destroy everyone and everything that gets in our way..." I laughed.

"Ho, ho, ho, ho, very well, Yagi Izuku, I'll help you out, so show me that you mean it!" The Doctor replied laughing. "Prove to me that you can make your nonsensical and impossible dream a reality!"

"Woohoo! You did it Izu-chan! Now we have the Doctor on our side!" Toga exclaimed, jumping on me and clinging to my form.

"Ho, ho, the plan was always to help you, Yagi. This was simply a test..." The Doctor explained.

"A... Test..?" I asked in confusion, and then embarrassment that I had just said all of that stuff for virtually no reason."

"Yes, I wanted to see what your intentions were, and whether you had a plan or not, which you obviously do." He elaborated further.

"I always wanted to help you, and these little ones are the first things that'll do just that." He said, pausing. "As well as the copy of All For One's quirk... But, I can't give that second thing to you yet... Without a doubt, you're all still weak..."

"Gee, thanks..." Dabi added, sarcastically.

"You'll need to improve yourselves first! The big guy—simple as he is—is a different story. Unlike me, he hasn't excepted you yet!"

"Wait... You don't mean..." Spinner began, getting cut off by the Doctor answering his unfinished questions.

"That's right. Make... Gigantomachia submit to you... And everything I have will be... Yours to use as you see fit!"

"Right... I won't disappoint..."

"Do what you want, Mr. Leader, but I ain't helping." Dabi cut in.

"Aww, you're just pouting 'cause your fire didn't work." Toga began bickering.

"Shut up, you lunatic. I've found a good potential ally, so I'm putting all my time toward that."

"I understand, Dabi. I trust your judgment and am awaiting the day you introduce me to this ally." I beamed, excited to be one step closer to the pure world I could see in my mind. "Well, I think it's time we get started with Gigantomachia, yeah?"

"Use these to keep in touch with me!" The Doctor yelled out, shoving six earpieces into our faces using a robotic arm. "Here we go, Johnny. Back to Gigantomachia they go."

With that, we were once again enveloped in the warping, black smog. Ok, Gigantomachia...

Let's do this for real...