In which [Name] becomes aware of how much damage she's really caused.

*serious chapter!

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the Villain Attack, you urged them to fight. What was your reasoning?"

"Allowing the students to use their quirks as self-defense could have protected them from a worse possible outcome," Aizawa said monotonously.

It was a dull morning, and the annoyingly bright conference room was packed with people. A stern-faced man was at the microphone asking questions. Aizawa would truthfully rather be out looking for his abducted student and daughter, but he was forced to stay here on Nezu's commands and answer to the public while the police did their job of finding the two.

"And what would that outcome be?" The man asked.

"To be honest, we were sure that the villain's intentions were to torture and kill every single student. However, a majority of the injuries were caused by the gas attacks, and all of those students are stable. We are offering mental counseling to the students, but there are no major of physiological trauma so far."

"Oh, so you're looking at the bright side of this?"

"It's good to know that an entire class of future heroes still has a future," Nezu stated.

"But can you say that for the abducted?" The man said. "Bakugo. He survived the slime villain attack and got into U.A with high grades and enormous talent, but displays much violence and has problems holding in his temper. Perhaps that's why the villains abducted him." The reporter slandered.

"As Bakugo's teacher, I take full responsibility for not taming his temper." Aizawa said calmly.

"And [Name] [L. Name]." The reporter continued.

Aizawa's eye twitched ever so slightly.

"Recently gaining the attention of the media after USJ, she's been quite the talk. Apparently, the villains have been searching for her since the USJ incident, yet someone's lapse in judgment allowed her to stay at U.A, which posed a threat to all the other students."

"Of course U.A goes through a lot to keep identities and pasts of their students hidden from the media, but it was recently exposed to the public that [Name] [L. Name] is, in fact, YOUR legally adopted daughter."

The reporter turned to face the crowd of people, hateful passion fueling his eyes.

"You all don't even know who your sons and daughters are going to school with. It was uncovered that [Name] [L. Name] was born on nonexistent Island XX, foreign territory where quirks were highly illegal at the time, to an unnamed and deceased mother and father. She took part in VILLAIN-LED Quirk Mutation experiments. This horrific set of experiments were known as Quirk Transplant AE273. After the experiments, she became highly unstable and destroyed the island. THE ENTIRE ISLAND. There are no citizens left and the entire incident was covered up by the major world governments. This display of power was shown in the Sports Festival, which proves she has no power over her quirk and is a dangerous weapon. The villains just want her back. How can you stand here and say she has a future?"

Collective murmurs started to firm in the crowd. Signs of concern, anger, sympathy, and everything in between flashed on people's faces. The reporter turned to Aizawa, smirking.

Aizawa clenched his fists tightly, gritting his teeth. Vlad spared him a concerned glance.

But he wouldn't let the media win. Aizawa stood up calmly and took a bow.

"Every student at U.A has some type of rocky past. I'd suggest that instead of investigating innocent children, the media should find some way to be useful. There is so much more to the story than you hear. For example, Experiment AE273 took place against the transplanted's will. As for [Name], she is an amazingly talented child. She is beautifully compassionate, loving, and brave. Her classmates love her and she is incredibly intelligent and stubborn. It doesn't matter where she came from or who her family was or is currently. She deserves as much chance as any other child, and she will make a great hero. So yes, I do believe she has a future."

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[Name] sat quietly in the dark room. Shigaraki had ordered her to be separated from Bakugo, as not to influence the blonde into staying on the heroes side. Her nose had gotten used to the smell of the burning alcohol by now, and she was beginning to grow tired. However, as much as her eyelids drooped, she couldn't find enough comfort to sleep in the cold cellar.

The door creaked slightly, and a small wedge of light flittered into the room. A man walked in and sat down beside her.

"Ohhhhh shittttt, a ratttttt," The girl halfheartedly muttered.

"Bitch I'm not a rat." The man replied back. His voice was low, like a dangerous hiss of a cobra.

"It's you." [Name] bluntly stated. "The guy with the hand on his face."

"It's me. I do believe we're old friends..." He said.

"What do you m-"

A shudder ran up her spine as she recalled a young, blue haired boy's face.

"You were there. You were THERE!" [Name] suddenly shrieked. She tried to jump out of her chair, but the straps held her down. "YOU WERE THERE AND YOU JUST WATCHED! YOU WERE THERE AND YOU JUST WATCHED THEM TORTURE ME!"

Shigaraki widened his eyes. [Name] didn't seem like the type to lash out, but... She had been confined in here for about 27 hours now.

"You must be hungry." Shigaraki stated. [Name] quieted down, but her breathing was raspy. Although she was slowly becoming insane, the rational part of her brain told her to NOT tear this man's throat out or else she would starve to death.

Soon, she was eating warm food, filling her empty stomach. Shigaraki stayed silent for a couple minutes before standing up in front of the girl and pacing.

"You know, you remind me of her."

"MphWHo?" [Name] mumbled, not paying much attention.

"The girl."

"What girl?"

"The girl who's quirk you have."

"...Whmph?"

[Name] furrowed her eyebrows and looked up at Shigaraki with wide, (e/c) eyes.

"Someone had to die for the transplant, you know. I didn't know her personally. She was a plain, undistinguishable girl. I didn't even know her name. I knew her experiment number. AI214. She was kidnapped several days prior to your experimenting."

"W-what?" [Name] paled.

There was someone else who was being experimented on?

"She was fiery and stubborn... But compassionate. Her personality fit her quirk. It was a fire conversion. The blood cells in her heart could generate fire. It was a special type of fire, one that could burn through thick blood."

"..."

"She was killed. AI214 was the only one on Earth whose blood could produce fire strong enough to burn through your plasma infused blood. The only problem was that the blood vessels made up so much of her heart that the only way to get them was to kill her. That's the reality. You're a weapon. You're not a human anymore. You have someone else's blood flowing through your veins, millions of people's blood on your hands. It's no point to try and be a hero after all that." Shigaraki's eyes gleamed. "So join the villains."

[Name], feeling dizzy and sick to her stomach. She didn't even know this girl's name. Another innocent being sacrificed in her name. Circling in her brain, [Name] was so in deep that she didn't even notice a large explosion like sound on the other side of the wall.

Shigaraki quickly opened the door in surprise, and [Name] caught a glimpse of All Might and some other heroes, but didn't register it at all.

"[NAME]'S IN THAT ROOM!" Bakugo screamed, pointing to the cellar. But [Name] backed away.

I can't go back there. I'm not a hero, I'm a murderer.

"Dabi, get her!" Shigaraki hissed. Dabi nodded and rushed into the cellar, creating a wall of blue fire around the two to prevent any heroes from taking [Name]. They fought for a while, but [Name] could barely understand what was happening.

A thick substance started to rise in her throat.

She thought it was her transplanted quirk at first, but it seemed like Shigaraki and Dabi were vomiting something dark as well. [Name] coughed and a sudden whirlpool of black overtook her before her eyes rolled back in her head and she fell unconscious.

That's just the reality. You're a weapon. You have so much blood on your hands.

Becoming a hero will never make up for the lives that you took, the lives that were sacrificed for you.

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ohhhh shittttt, aaaaaaa emotional breakdown for [name] because i (the author) am channeling my own feelings of self despair and current heartbreak into [name] but anyways

uh yeah i haven't updated this shit in a while um hope y'all like the angst for a change but don't worry memes are always gonna come bacc