For 3 years, I'd been locked up. That was until my father and his loyal assassins busted me out of there. But I wish they would've let me rot instead.

There was no point in living anymore. To watch my sister die like that in front of me was one thing, but knowing that I could've changed the outcome made me fill up with guilt. Every damn day I think about what she must've gone through.

And how little I did to help her.

So when I was free again, I hid out in a small house far away from people. And for 2 years, I'd done everything I could to find a way to fix all of this. I was so close on letting go of this life, but I wanted to try again for her.

I forgot all about talking to my father or Kurogiri being after me. Especially after I found a possible way to fix it all.

- - -

"Finally... the garden of time." I stood in front of the large gate leading to the one person who could help me.

If they were willing to.

But it did take me two years and a tremendous amount of research from old books in my fathers library to find this place. So no was not an answer. I didn't even know this type of thing was possible, but my desperateness came through. I only had one weapon with me, but I wasn't planning on using it.

I pushed the gate open and walked through the most beautiful garden I've ever seen. With enchanting flowers and trees of all colours, butterflies dancing around them. It looked magical, some would say timeless.

But there was no time for me to admire it. I had to find them.

Once I stood in front of the door leading me into the home of the person who made the garden look this way, I stopped to take a deep breath.

I've thought a lot about it. Not only will it make Katanas life easier, but all of those other people as well. None of them will die and everyone will get their happy ending.

I put my hand up to knock, but the door opened itself. The loud creak almost made me take a step back.

"Anastasia Akito... good job on finding me." a raspy voice called out for me.

I slipped in and slowly walked towards it. The entire room was made of white and gold marble. Bookshelves along the walls made the room seem even more like a fairytale.

What have I gotten myself into? I mentally slapped myself. Focus.

Around the corner, sat an old lady in a white robe. She held a book in her hand and let go of it as soon as she felt me enter the room. But the book stopped midair, not floating, just stopped.

So she's legit... let's do this then.

"Come, my child. Let's talk."

- - -

"... and you understand the consequences of this journey?" she asked me.

"Yes. I am 100% sure, I'm doing this."

"Very well." she gestured for me to sit down on the carpet as she took a seat herself.

Now sitting across each other, the woman took my hands in hers and closed her eyes. I braced myself for what was going to happen next.

"Hm. What's this?"

There once was a couple who gave birth to a beautiful baby girl.

Her quirk so unique and powerful, that they decided to keep her away from the rest of the world.

To make her feel better, they planted her trees.

Eventually, a garden bloomed with butterflies and bees.

She would watch the flowers for hours a day.

And with a touch, she would make it all stop to age.

For you see the quirk she possessed, was so special it was almost a crime.

And the only way you will find out why, is by finding the garden of time.

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"Her quirk... it could help me. There's a way to fix the past, I have to try and find her even if it's just a myth."

They say insanity is doing the same things over and over again, expecting a different outcome. Well, I'm glad I tried even when everything else proved me to be insane.

I opened my eyes and stood up. I found myself in an empty street, where the only source of light came from the moon.

"They should be here soon..." I thought and waited for the purple fog to appear.

I hid behind the corner of a building, nervous about messing up and making everything worse. In a few seconds, they were going to be here.

And just like the lady told me, there they were. Right on time.

Her bright, white hair was messed up and covered in sweat. Her body looked weak and ropes were keeping her tied up.

"This is when they steal her powers... I gotta do it NOW."

Out of the blue to Kurogiri, I jumped in and pushed the blue eyed teen back into the warp gate they came from. The purple villain didn't understand what was going on, especially not when I swiped his legs, kicked his gut and ran away.

"There... please please please be okay..."

- - -

There was nothing I could do but follow the villain into his warp gate. The rope covering my mouth and hands kept me from screaming or running away.

This was it, I thought. I was going to die this way.

I'm never going to walk to school with Neito and Hitoshi again. I'm never going to eat lunch with Izuku again. I'm never going to compete with Kacchan again. I'm never going to spend game nights with the family again.

I single tear escaped my eyes as I was too exhausted to even cry.

But as if this person had been waiting for me, I was sent right back into that purple fog. At first I didn't understand. I thought it was another villain.

I mean, why else would they send me back to the place I'd been held captive for days?

But when I landed on my butt, on that dusty old floor again, I looked up. And the person I saw was there to save me.

I looked to my left and saw this sword, a katana. The patterns on the leather cover stopped me from having a panic attack.

Relieved, I tried to stand up but fell back down again. I fell unconscious because of how tired I was, but I was happy.

A hero had come to save me.

And I'm not talking about the person in front of me.

- - -

My body started to shake. I knew what was about to happen. But I had already accepted this.

When that villain used his quirk on me, to make me live my worst nightmare, he also showed me my one wish. I only want what's best for my dear sister. She was never going to be happy in the life she got. Even if I would've tried everything to make the best out of it.

It wasn't meant for her.

So I sat down on my knees, hands resting on my lap and looked up. Taking a final breath as my whole body turned to dust, so hers didn't have to.

I said everyone will get their happy ending didn't I? Doesn't mean I was able to see mine. Don't get me wrong though, I don't regret it.

Am I like them now? A hero? The people I've spent my whole life hating, have I become just like them?

Someone who sacrificed their self for someone else, or someone who feels guilty and is trying to make up for it?

But either way, at the end of the day, her happy ending is my happy ending. Her last words were "sorry you couldn't be that for me", meaning they couldn't save her tonight. So I thought, maybe I would give it a try. Even if it meant I wouldn't get to live mine, she would get to live her life.

The life she was supposed to live from the start. Graduating U.A high with her friends, teaching her brother all about their quirk and being her happy, snow haired self.

And I'd do it all again.

So welcome back home, Zella. Keep the katana on your wall for me, okay?