After the fight with All for One, my secret was out and I didn't think I could use One for All for very much time at all if any, but none of that mattered. I felt like nothing else would ever matter ever again. Ignoring my own injuries and the wishes of all the medical staff urging me to stay in my own hospital bed, I was glued to Amy's bedside. My heart felt like it was breaking as I looked down at her small, beaten form.

Every inch of her from head to toe was covered in deep bite marks and puncture wounds as if she'd been ravaged by some kind of monstrous creature. Naomasa informed me they found the corpse of a strange Nomu creature in an alley next to the warehouse, it had remnants of Amy's blood dried around its mouth. They had no idea how it had died, it seemed to have just dropped dead.

After seeing Amy's broken form, I wished I'd finished off All for One and the rest of those villains for what they did to my precious daughter. Perhaps Ayumi's violent nature was starting to rub off on me. It had been nearly a full 24 hours since the rescue, Amy still hadn't regained consciousness. Her fever had been so high upon her arrival the doctors were worried there might have been damage to her internal organs. They got her temperature under control quickly but she was still out of it.

I was exhausted but I couldn't allow myself to sleep until I knew she was alright. I had to be here the moment she opened her baby blue eyes, I needed to be the first thing she saw so she'd know she was safe and secure. Night fell, I didn't have the energy to get up and turn on the lights and stayed at her bedside praying she'd wake up soon.

I felt my heart skip and a wave of relief washed over me as Amy began to stir. She woke with a scream. I reached out to clasp her hand in mine but was propelled backward as her quirk went berserk. Tiny cracks began appearing on the windows and I cringed as it sounded like sharp invisible talons were raking across them. Every other piece of furniture in the room, save for the bed was expelled away from her and pinned to the wall. I narrowly avoided getting hit by one of the visitor's chairs. Luckily, I'd been shoved against the wall with the light switch and was able to turn it on.

"Princess, it's okay!" I cried as I flipped the switch.

The room flooded with light and Amy's scream fell short. Her tear-filled baby blue eyes locked on me and a choked sob escaped her, "Dad!"

I ran to her side and pulled her into my arms ignoring the pain in my own broken body as I held her close. "It's alright, Princess. I'm here. You're safe."

I felt her small delicate frame tremble from overexertion as she struggled to hug me back. It must hurt a great deal, but I selfishly wanted to hold her in my arms just a little longer to reassure myself that she was really here, she was alive. She squeezed me tight and my heart shattered as she burst into tears and sobbed uncontrollably into my chest. Gently, I rocked her in my arms. I heard a faint groaning sound within the walls and tried to keep her calm, her quirk was running away with her again.

"It's alright, you're safe now. Let's just keep calm. I'm calm, you're calm-." I heard something snap within the ceiling and water began to pour profusely from one of the tiles, "- a water pipe calmly exploded...but we're all staying calm and we're all safe." I cooed to her softly.

"I'm sorry." She cried.

"It's alright, Princess, it can be fixed." I tried to reassure her.

"I was so scared." She sniffled, "all I could think about was how worried you were and how upset you'd be if something bad happened to me."

I wanted to tell her something horrible had happened to her but I knew that wasn't going to help matters, she was inconsolable. I cradled her in my arms. "It's alright, now. You're safe now and that's all that matters."

After an hour of us being a sobbing mess, she winced unable to tolerate the pain any longer. I tucked her back into her bed urging her to go back to sleep. Sometime during our sobbing, the pipe was repaired and all the water had been mopped up. As I was about to get up and go turn off the light, Amy desperately clung to my hand.

"Please don't leave me." She squeaked.

"I'm not going anywhere, Princess." I tenderly smoothed her golden hair back, "I was just going to turn off the lights so we could get some rest."

"Can we leave them on?" She shivered.

I nodded and felt my heart tighten in my chest. She was so traumatized, I wanted to ask her about what had happened but I could see it in her glazed eyes, the fever was back and she needed to rest. "We can turn on every light in the entire building, anything for you Princess." I smiled.

She offered me a weak smile and clung tightly to my hand. It took her some time to relax enough to fall back asleep. I felt rage bubbling up inside of me, Ayumi's voice roared in the back of my mind urging me to hunt them all down and make them suffer. Her wild violent acts were starting to seem much more rational to me which I found a little worrisome. I wanted nothing more than to do as she suggested but I couldn't part from Amelia, she needed me right now.

.......

The next morning, I woke with a crick in my neck to the sound of many hushed voices outside the door. Was something going on? I sat up, lifting my head from where it had been resting against the rail of Amy's bed. I was sure there was a deep purple red line on my forehead and rubbed it with my free hand. Amy, despite being asleep, was still clinging desperately to my hand. I turned in the uncomfortable chair as the door slowly opened. The murmur of voices grew louder and fell with a hush once the door was shut and one of Amelia's doctors ducked into the room.

"You two have quite a few visitors out there." The doctor offered me a smile, "would you like me to send them in a few at a time or ask them to give you two some more time?"

I looked down at Amy's sleeping face. It didn't appear her sleep was very restful, she looked scared. Something horrible was haunting her in her dreams. I struggled with what to do. Amy would feel bad if we sent people away but she was hardly in any condition to receive visitors.

The doctor, sensing my hesitation, tried to give me an out, "I spotted a police detective with a handful of other adults, perhaps just them for now and we can let the sea of teenagers in at a better time?"

Sea of teenagers? Just how many people were out there? "Ah, yeah, that sounds like a good plan. Thanks Doc."

He smiled and checked on the various machines and IV's attached to Amy before giving her a quick check to make sure her vitals were all good. Once satisfied, he slipped back out the door. As it opened, the voices got louder, and fell to a hush once the door closed again.

A few moments later, the door opened. I turned as Naomasa, Aizawa and Present Mic ducked into the room. They all took one look at Amy and I watched the color drain from all of their faces.

Present Mic looked like he was fighting back tears, "oh no, Princess Might." He squealed.

"Don't be so loud, idiot!" Aizawa hissed at him.

"How is she?" Naomasa asked worriedly.

"I'm not sure." I admitted, "physically she's going to be just fine after some rest..." My voice trailed off. They all nodded their understanding. Mentally, I had no idea what kind of lasting effect this horrific trauma would have on her.

"What happened there?" Naomasa indicated the missing ceiling tile that had been removed to repair the pipe.

"She was a little startled when she came to last night." I said softly. My gaze was drawn back to Amy as she squeezed my hand. I thought she was waking up only to have my heart fall as I realized she was just getting sucked further into some horrible nightmare as she tossed and turned. "Amy?" I called her name softly hoping to pull her out of it.

Her body jerked and she woke with a cry. Her teary baby blue eyes locked on me and she dove into my arms. My heart broke as I caught her trembling form in my arms and held her close.

"That's it, let's find them and kill them all." Present Mic declared as Amy cried silently against me.

"Shut up, idiot." Aizawa growled at him.

Amy exhausted herself quickly since her sleep hadn't been very restful. I felt her delicate trembling frame fall limp in my grasp and I laid her back on the bed. I felt just as panicked and helpless as I had when I'd gotten the call from Ayumi, the call that she was dying and I suddenly had a teenage daughter to take care of, it was as if I'd aged another ten years in a single day.

"You look exhausted." Naomasa remarked with a grimace.

"I'm fine." I wasn't, but my need to stay at Amy's side and keep her safe and calm gave me the will I needed to keep myself upright.

"You should get some rest, even if it's just a quick nap on the sofa, we can sit with Princess Might." Present Mic offered.

"She'll only worry if you don't." Aizawa noted.

I knew he was right but I was afraid to let go of her hand as if some horrible monster would rip her away from me the moment I let go. Present Mic placed his hand on Amy's bandaged wrist ready to take over for me.

"Don't let go of her." I begged him.

His smile faltered, shifting to a somber frown. He nodded, "I won't." He vowed.

I reluctantly released her hand and Present Mic took my place instantly. Amy seemed to stir slightly when I let her go, but she appeared to have settled back again, comforted by the contact. I let Naomasa help me shuffle over to the small sofa in the corner and I sank onto the somewhat stiff cushions. Aizawa sat on Amy's opposite side and took her free hand. His bloodshot eyes were filled with guilt, worry and anguish. I knew he felt terrible that Amy had been taken on his watch, I knew it wasn't his fault and that he'd tried everything he could to keep her safe, but I just wasn't ready to say all of those things out loud.

When he'd come to me after Amy had been taken, it took everything I had not to take out all of my rage and hurt on him. Ayumi had been screaming in my mind the whole time saying he was one of the ones to blame and urging me to hurt him. I had no idea how I'd managed to keep myself under control and not lash out at him and even now it was a struggle. Perhaps once Amy was released, I'd be ready to face him without such dark thoughts clouding my mind.

I talked with Naomasa about what I had learned during my fight with All for One. He'd revealed that Tomura Shigaraki was the grandson of my late mentor, Nana Shimura. I wasn't sure if it was some desperate attempt to get me to go easy on him when I one day caught him and would unleash hell upon him for what he put my Amy through. I wasn't even sure if it was true and somewhere deep in my hardening heart, I didn't care either way. I couldn't forgive any of them, not after what my precious daughter had been through.

Ayumi's conjured voice had some creative ways of dealing with them all, each one more gruesome than the last. I tried to tune out the incessant ramblings of the imagined ghost of my dead lover. Every time I looked at Amy her ramblings seemed to make more sense and had more weight to them. I wanted those villains to pay for what they did to her, each and every one of them.