《My Haunted Academia(mha au) | DISCONTINUED》The Deal
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The village hardly even noticed that the boys had been gone for so long. They were such outcasts from the start given that their parents had been to the highschool. Frankly, the only ones who reacted to this on the first day was Mitsuki.
Was it about her son's well-being? Of course not. Truth be told, she was more concerned that both he and Deku left for the school.
Obviously she knows that the school exists. Hell, she was might as well have been born there. The main reason she left is still unknown, but Katsuki and Izuku suspect that it has something to do with Inko. And indeed it did;
When the girls were in school together, they were really good friends; practically inseparable. The two always helped and supported one another, through power training or when the school ever got raided. Everything was great...until Inko had met her future husband. Mitsuki tried her best to hide the fact that she was jealous, but it became quite clear after her secret was discovered; she was the one who killed both him and Inko. Of course she couldn't do that herself though. So she sought the help of a Grim Reaper; a young boy by the name of Tomura Shigaraki. He made a deal with her in which all she had to do was recover Inko's wand in exchange for poison for the soon-to-be mother and her husband. Mind clouded with jealousy, Mitsuki complied and gave him the wand. She wasn't sure what the boy did with the wand; probably made a potion with it. But the next day the two met up and she retrieved the lethal drink. She was so happy for what she was about to do that she let Tomura keep the wand. That same night, she had Inko and Hizashi over at her dorm for drinks. She spiked theirs with the poison and luckily the two didn't suspect a thing. After Hizashi was presumed killed, she realized what she did and ran away from the school. Marking out her name from the registration list, she was able to go back to the village only with a small drawback if she ever returned. To be honest nobody knows for certain what happened to him, not even Mitsuki herself. Now all of this was happening while Katsuki was about 6 months old. Her past husband and the other students at the school took care of him until Mitsuki left.
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And all that had happened is what the woman was reminding herself of as she went to the boy's old house. It's somewhat justified in her eyes if she does this. As much as she hated herself for what she did in the past, she couldn't help but think that it was Inko's fault to begin with. Sure, Mitsuki did kill her but Inko was the one who provoked her first, right?
Oh well, it didn't matter now. Inko's been dead for 11 years, and Mitsuki has been walking for a good half hour. Finally at their house she let herself in, paying no mind to the fact that the door was already opened.
Not that she had ever actually been to their house, though she could tell that quite a few things had been taken. Still she searched for one thing only; the book.
Skimming over shelves and knocking over books, she looked in every nook and cranny for it. Why did the woman want the book so bad? It's not entirely for her benefit, as much as it is for Shigaraki. Though she herself wasn't told why it was so important, she knew that if Deku brought it to the school, they had no hope of keeping the wand. She searched the kitchen, living room, bedroom and den, before finding a chained box in the back of the closet.
Yanking it out of the closet, she swiped the remaining books off the kitchen table and put the heavy box in it's place. There was a lock on it which was opened, but she didn't lose hope yet. Opening it she could see...
....not the book...just a piece of paper. Disappointed but curious, Mitsuki unfolded the paper...
'Mitsuki; you know exactly why I'm writing this. But I beg of you, do not go after them. Obviously you'll be ignorant and not listen, so let me at least tell you this; I now know for a fact what you did to me and my husband. So if you lay a FINGER on any of those kids-including your son-I'll find you'
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She dropped the paper to the ground in shock. This...wasn't real right? No, of course not. It was probably Deku who wrote this just to scare her. But...he doesn't know what happened...and this is Inko's exact hand-writing...
Before she had any more time to think, weird strands of transparent purple magic swarmed around her. What was this? Had she been caught?
Suddenly, the purple magic quickly all came together, loosely manifesting the form of a man with sharp bright yellow eyes, and weird flames atop his head. The figure had arms, though he didn't have legs; the magic merely disappeared leaving a weird swirl in place of them.
"We meet again, Mrs Bakugo." the figure said. If it weren't for his echoey voice and over-the-top entrance, Mitsuki might not have recognized who he was. It was none other than Shigaraki's guardian; Kurogiri. "I take it you lost the book?"
"I didn't lose it you galactic dick." she snapped. "I just...lost the place of it."
The figure thought for a moment, then looked at Mitsuki with a sinister smirk, if at all possible with the man's lack of a mouth. Either way this did make her a bit nervous.
"How about...we make a deal?" he stepped closer to her and pointed out the door to the woods. Though she didn't know what said deal was, she understood the gesture and headed outside with him. "I'm listening..." she said.
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"So....do we have a deal?" Kurogiri stuck out his hand. Without hesitation, the blonde happily shook his hand, and smiled at him; "Hell yes.
It's time to put those kids in their damn place."
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