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Meketa Nozumu: The lost hope dragon that became a hero

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The streets were lonely and cold. People passed by my shivering ragged body and when they would look at me, they looked at me like a freak. And I was. I was half dragon and half human. Random patches of scales were scattered in random patches around my arms and my back. My thick red scaled tail dragged on the ground as I staggered to my makeshift home. It was funny though. Hearing superheroes going around and proclaiming to help everyone when they couldn’t even help me. When some of the pro heroes even looked at me, they mistook me for a villian. Everytime. It had been about seven or eight years now since I was trapped in the world of My Hero Academia. This body was six when my sixteen year old self from the normal world inhabited her body. Being lucky wasn’t my strong suit, because I was reincarnated into a side character that no one even knew about. My skin had darkened considerably and my irises were now a white with peach red scleras. My hair was now short and curly, with random sunset orange and red highlights that contrasted from my dark brown, almost black hair. With white teeth sharper than diamonds and a long turquoise tongue I really was a freak. I had weird maroon fins for ears and a thick long tail. My dark red eyebrows were a contrast between my darkened skin and it made me feel even more like an outcast. Every day I turned darker, and my prediction is that one day all of my skin is going to turn into scales and become blacker than the night, before leaving me permanently like a dragon. That’s when I knew that I needed to control my quirk. 

But I had no one to teach me. 

And no one would want a ugly half dragon anyway. The amount of times that I had been rejected was overwhelming. People would cross the street in fear, or call me horrible names. My eyes were opened. To the world of discrimination and hate. It was sad, the fact that there was discimination in this fictional universe. I ended up hating life more than I did when I was in my world. I sighed as I looked at myself in my broken pocket mirror. My clothes were ragged and my face was gaunt and there were bags under my eyes. Growing bitter at the heroes and the society, I really understood why the League of Villains gained so much attention and followers. With nothing but the clothes on my back and a small backpack of other clothes, I went into town thinking about how I got myself into this shitty universe. And honestly I felt bad. I had stolen that little girl's future and her dreams. When I inhabited her body, I felt her soul rip and heard her scream and beg for me to leave. But I couldn't. I was forced into this body by a higher power and I honestly was afraid if I tried to disobey it’s orders. I just wish that I wasn’t reborn as a freak. I froze as I smelled smoke. “A fire?”  the sounds of a fire burning and people screaming made me panic. I took deep breaths and calmed myself down. I knew that no pro hero was going to help. They never really did before, so why would they now? My frustration with the hero society was growing. It didn’t matter what I did, writing letters to the hero association to gathering a few other rejects of society and having a peaceful protest. Needless to say, we were pushed away and asked to leave. Forcefully. I rubbed the soft underside of my slightly scaled arm. The bruise was still there. The same day after the protest, I made a decision. 

That I wouldn’t be a hero for society. 

I would be a hero for the rejects and everyone who had needs that were neglected by the government. All Might is a great hero, he really is, but he doesn’t use his power or influence to help the people who really need it. The starving kids, the poor people who couldn’t find jobs, and even the people who lived in a different area where crime and deaths were nearing a critical rate. Then it happened. A fire. I didn’t even need to use my sensitive smell of tears, blood and burning flesh. Since I knew no heroes would help, I stepped up to be a hero. Well, more of a vigilante. Reaching into my bag, I pulled out my mask. It looked like a demon’s skull. The horns and teeth were a dark mauve and the mask itself was a dark grey, borderline black. Even though there was a crack in one of the eye holes of the mask, it still protected and shielded her face from judgemental prying eyes. I already made a name for myself in this part of town. ‘Scales, the dragon vigilante.’ I had no problem with it, as long as they didn’t see my ugly scaled face, it was alright. After making sure the mask was secured, I ran to the source of panic.An apartment complex was on fire, and because it was the shady part of town, there were no heroes. “Of course.” I said before putting down my torn backpack, I ran in front of the building and my eyes widened. It was bad. I could smell burnt flesh that was mixed with the smell of tears. My ear-fins twitched as I heard the faint cry of a child.

“Mommy! Mommy! Where are you?” The sobs became quieter as the fire burned brighter and burnt the boys’ mother to a crisp. My eyes hardened. If the hero society wasn’t going to so shit about it, then I’d just do the job. I ran inside, not bothered by the heat as I ran around the building checking every room and hallway. I had found a lot of people and quickly ushered them down stairs. Then I went to the top floor and almost teared up at what I saw. The young boy I had heard earlier was clutching his chest and coughing up smoke and blood as half his body was impaled by a wooden beam.

“Shit!” I swore as I assessed the damage. My nails hardened until they were hard stronger than diamonds then I looked at the boy. My arms reached out before I used my talons to break the wooden beam. I tore out the beam and cursed at my stupidity as he started to bleed out. Taking a calculated risk, I broke the glass window and jumped from the fifth story building. My legs turned into two dragon haunches, so the landing was easier. As we were falling I felt the blood and tears of the little boy hit my chin and face. When I landed on my steady taloned feet, I was not expecting to hear the sound of cheering and All Might posing with a shiny grin and a thumbs up. 

“Why it seems that you’ve done it! Good job, young one!” I looked at him then looked away dismissively. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him deflate a little bit before perking up again. When the paramedics came, they saw the boy and ripped him out of my hands.

“Why didn’t you call us sooner?” One of the paramedics said as he walked away. My dragon tail swished in agitation. Pro hero Backdraft and a couple other firefighters covered the scene and tried to put out the fire. The fire was roaring with life and seemingly grew bigger. 

“Move over.” I ordered noticing their shock. 

“You can’t, you’re just a civilian-”

“I’m not just a civilian. I’m the protector of this town and I’ve been fixing all the crimes and problems while you pro heroes are busy in interviews and lounging in penthouses. Get the hell out of my way.” I pushed Backdraft aside, and stood close to the fire. It was almost to much. People crying at the lost of their loved ones, the loss of their home, the loss of their memories. Looking at the fire, I sneered. Taking a deep breath, I inhaled the fire and smoke, taking into my lungs. People looked at me mortified, but I didn’t really care. “Another thing a pro hero couldn’t handle.” I said as I walked past them. I noticed that the reporters and press came, so I tried to make a hasty getaway. I went to the boythat was impaled, and noticed he was talking to the head medic in the ambulance. We made eye contact, and I started running off. Only to have All Might drag me to him in the circle of reporters. People were shoving microphones in my face and yelling at once. All Might saw my distress then boomed out in his large voice, “Listen, my wonderful supporters! This outstanding young citizen stood up and saved twenty-five people and all of them are survivors! That is a huge accomplishment for someone your age.” He patted my back then recoiled at the pure scale, skin and bones he felt. “Your parents must be so proud!” I looked at him blankly,

“My parents are dead.” His grin faltered as he looked me over. I was ragged and starved, and had held on to no food for almost five days. My clothes were torn and ripped but they couldn’t see how my scales were ruffled and twitched in agitation.

“How did they die?” With an unnerving stare into the camera I said, 

“A villain attack. The hero in charge of that protole was busy signing autographs and posing with his adoring fans.” There was ripples of conversation before another reporter asked, 

“So do you not have a home?” I licked my chapped lips, 

“I’ve been homeless since I was six. I’m fourteen now. Don’t feel bad for me though. I’ve gotten used to society leaving people like me to rot.” The same reporter asked, 

“What do you mean?” My dragon fins twitched at the question, 

“People only saw me as a freak. Because I looked different. I was literally beaten by a pro-hero on patrol and almost died. There were bystanders too, but of course. People don’t care about kids like me. Kids that are different.” A different person spoke up, 

“Do you feel alone?” There was an intense pause before I responded,

“Why do you care? It’s not going to change anything. I bet after a week goes by everyone except for the victims won’t remember and forget the ones who have suffered. I hate the society we live in. Selfish self centered people like you exist and don’t help the ones in need.” There was a collective silence before a bystander shouted out, 

“You’re right! They don’t care about us! They never did!” There were loud murmurs of agreement then the guy continued, ”You’ve got people to support you now! We may not know your true name or what you look like, but that doesn’t matter. You’ve done more for us than any of the pro heroes have!!” People started talking then  cheering in agreement as another person shouted out, 

“I remember the time when you stopped a break in! And the time where you helped walk a drunk girl home so she wouldn’t get into any trouble. And when you stepped in when she almost got assaulted!” Suddenly there was a bunch of noise before the boy I had saved, cried out for me. Pushing the growing mob aside, I went to him and sat in the ambulance, ignoring the protest from the medical crew. The boy spoke up with a rough whisper,

“Even though you’re not a pro hero-” He gave a harsh wet cough then continued, “You’ve saved this whole part of town over and over. Even when the licensed pros wouldn’t even-” He choked on his blood before spitting it out, “Wouldn’t even bother to help us.” He cried out in pain as the non existing muscles in his body twitched, only to rip the sensitive skin.. “T-thank you. Thank you for being our hero.” His eyelids drooped a little before saying, “For being my hero.” The crowd was silent and watching with prying eyes as I cradled the boy in my slightly scaled arms. “Do you want to be a hero?” My milky white eyes locked with his now muddy green ones as I shook my head and said no, “I want you to. So people don’t have to die like me.” 

“But you aren’t going to die.” my voice wavered, knowing damn well that it wasn’t going to happen. That the giant tear in his chest was going to go away. He smiled. I smiled back.No words were spoken as he passed away peacefully. I stood up with him in my arms with glassy eyes and said, “Are we really just going to let people die like this?” I looked at the crowd and noticed the tears and sobs that started, “We need someone to stop this! If the pro heroes don’t do it, then I will!” Then some reporter asked, 

“Do you want to be a hero?” my glare never faltered as I said, 

“No.” Then people looked at me silently in disappointment. I continued smoothly, “But that doesn’t mean that I won’t.” Everyone soaked that in than the same reporter asked, 

“Will you go to a hero school?” I locked eyes with him and said, 

“None of your business! I know reporters like you only care about getting the best news. Get out of my face! And I don’t have money. Why would you even ask such a dumb question?” The reporter looked at me guiltily, “Not that it matters to you or the heroes, I will find a way to make a change.” Everyone was silent before everyone cheered. One woman yelled in tears, 

“I’ll support you! I may not have money but I’ll help pay for you! Go to a hero school! Climb the ranks. Please.” Then she started to sob, “Please save us. Please fight for us.” Other people offered the same thing before I spoke up again, 

“I don’t want to take money from anyone. I will earn my spot like everyone else. I don’t have the funds, but I’ll find a way” My voice was hoarse from inhaling the smoke and from the lack of water. Then All Might spoke up, 

“No need! I’m sure you will get in! I believe that you will get in, especially with skills like yours and a brave heart!” Everyone was cheering and a couple people were teary eyed. 

“Make us proud, Scales!” Ah. I haven’t heard that in a while. My vigilante name. “Let’s support our hero Scales!” People started to chant, 

“Scales! Scales! We support scales!” If I wasn't so emotionally constipated I would be in tears. Then All Might spoke up, 

“Scales! This is the beginning for you to become a great hero! Do you accept the challenge?” Looking All Might in the eyes without flinching, 

“I won’t be a hero. Heroes are fake. I’m going to be an activist. Fighting for people when I know they can’t. I know I can't save everyone from pain and hardship. But I do know one thing.” I paused then looked up at the smoke filled blue sky then looked at the crowd of people, “I’ll do whatever I can to not just be an activist, but to also be a friend to the victims and people who need support.” There was silence before a round of applause and cheering broke out. Then a reporter asked, 

“Where are you going to go? You said you don’t have a home?” When he pointed the mic at me I sighed then said, 

“Why the hell are you guys so noesy? I have places to go and I don’t think you need to know-”

“Nope!” Everyone looked at All Might, “Young scales! You will be going to a hospital to get your injuries checked out. So if you’ll just come with me-”

“No thank you.” Everyone looked at me like I was crazy. “Just because I saved people and want to be someone who protects people doesn’t mean I need the royal treatment. There are others out there who need that more than I do.” I snapped, surprising everyone. I mean, who dares to go against the great and mighty All Might? “Besides, I’m used to being homeless. It's honestly annoying that you guys all of a sudden care.” All Might grabbed the collar of my ratty shirt. “What?” All Might then turned around then gave a fist pump then said, “Plus ultra!” And the crowd cheered and screamed it back as All Might grabbed my bag then jumped into the air, making me flail around in the wind. When we landed on a building he said, “What’s your name, young scales?” I almost said, ‘my name is (Y/N) (L/N) and I’m from a universe that believes you are an anime character and I ended up coming to this world and stole a little girl's body and now I hate the universe I once loved, but instead I just said, 

“Meketa. Meketa Nozomu. It’s not your damn business though.” All Might looked at me sorrowfully. My name was literally ‘Lost Hope’. “I don’t need pity.” His eyes hardened in understanding. 

“My apologies. I-” the blond superhero was cut off as he deflated into his ‘small’ might mode. We were in awkward silence before he said, “Please don’t-”

“I won’t say a thing.” We looked at each other and nodded making a silent promise. “So why are you trying to help me? You don’t even know me! And I don’t go to hospitals, they treat me like a freak. Just like everyone else.” Small Might looked at me an said, 

“U.A. high. I’m going to be a teacher there and I would like to see the overview of your progress.” I looked at him and narrowed my eyes at the topic change. I also felt the underline, ‘so you don’t turn to illegal ways to help people or become a villain.’ I sighed. 

“Whatever. You probably won’t leave me alone until I do. I have no money, so I can’t even pay you back.” He patted my shoulder reassuringly then said, 

“No problem. Just pay me back by becoming a good hero.” I gave a small threatening grin, making my teeth gleam in the sunlight. I guess he saw that as a happy smile. “You’ve got this, young Nozomu!” He held his hand up for a high five, “Plus Ultra!” I looked at him blankly and he started to shake nervously. I didn’t leave him hanging and slapped his palm then said, 

“Plus Ultra.” He grinned at each other and I could see how important he was to Izuku Midoriya. And I was going to help too. I wasn’t going to idly stand by and watch as people got hurt. I couldn’t change anything, but I could also save lives. My resentment for All Might was still there, but the feeling of support for Izuku and remembering how helpful he was in the show toned down it down a lot. 

Despite the fact that I refused multiple times, Small Might took me shopping. “You can’t wear that mask, young Nozomu!” I looked at him irritated,

“I’m not taking it off.” As if he was expecting that answer he reached into his pocket and pulled out a face mask. 


“You’ve got to be kidding me.” The mask had a puppy face on it. It was really cute, but I was not going to be impressed that easily. After taking off my mask and holding it in my hand, we walked to the shopping district. I got a lot of clothes and got something to eat. When we went to another store that had pants that had a hole for my tail to fit into, the store clerk smiled nicely. He saw me staring at a stuffed bunny that was pretty big. The clerk looked at Small Might who saw me looking at the stuffie. He walked over to it and placed it on the checkout counter. 

“Wait. You don’t have to do that. Don’t do it-” Small Might gave a grin as he interrupted me. 

“I saw you looking at it and I thought why not? You’ve had an eventful day. Plus it’s cute.” He held it up next to his face with a grin and a little friendly blush that adored his face. “Hi!” He said in a higher pitched voice, “My name is Carl, the cute fuzzy wuzzy fluffy bunny!” I looked at him blankly and he started to panic awkwardly. Then I let out a small chuckle. He was just as goofy in the manga and anime.

“Hi Carl.” I said softly as I held him in my hands. The store clerk smiled brightly,

 “You sure like to spoil your daughter, don’t you?” My face burned in embarrassment and Small Might’s did too. The clerk didn't see, because he was too busy checking out the stuff. Small Might muttered, 

“I hope she knows that I’ll support her as much as possible.”  My eyes widened then narrowed into slits. Why was he being nice? I mean he was nice to everyone at U.A. but I wasn’t even attending yet. There had to be an ulterior motive. Pushing it aside, I held Carl close as I held half of the bags. We walked to my hotel room and he helped me place stuff in the room. He was huffing out of breath, and sat down on the large bed. Then I had to ask, 

“Why are you being so kind to me?” He closed his eyes and smiled, 

“It’s because all good heroes do whatever they can to help the future pro heroes-” My eyes narrowed as I cut him off. 

“What is the real reason?” He paused then looked at me. 

“All for one...My quirk...” His face turned stone cold serious and I returned the look, “My quirk led me to you. It said that you knew that my power was fading. And that you were the one to help me find and protect my successor at U.A.” My eyebrows furrowed in confusion. But why me? I guess that explains why I’m now in this universe, however I’m confused as to how a quirk could pull a person from a different world. “Plus I see great potential in you as a hero!”

“I’m if I’m going to be any type of hero, I’ll be a vigilante or an anti hero. But what about Carl? Was that just a ploy to get me to like you?” His blond eyebrows raised in surprise, 

“No! It’s just...well...being a hero is kind of lonely. And it’s nice to dote on someone.” His eyes looked away with a wholesome deep blush as he rubbed the back of his neck. I gave a small grin and he looked at me surprised. Before I could stopped myself I said,

“Thanks Dad-Might.” His eyes widened almost comically before he let out a bellowing laugh. 

“No problem, young Nozumu!” we looked at each other in silence before he patted my head and my tail wagged at the gentle gesture. He noticed and laughed.

“You're such a Dad.” He laughed and agreed with my statement. He opened up his wallet and placed a credit card in my hand. “Absolutely not-” Small Might held up a boney finger and poked my forehead. “What the hell?” He just gave a jovial smile and said, 

“How else are you going to pay for your food?” I stared him down and he didn’t budge. My glare softened before I sighed,

 “Fine.” His cheerful aura made me smile. “I’ll only use it when I need it though.” He nodded than said, 

“Use it to buy food, a laptop and a phone.” Just as I was about to protest, he got into Dad Might mode and said, “No arguing, young Nozomu.” just like an angsty teenager would do, I replied, 

“Yeah. Whatever, Dad.” It felt natural at this point so we didn’t even get flustered.

 “Prepare yourself. Because the entrance exam is in two weeks.” I nodded. “I’ll be back either tomorrow or in a couple of days to check up on you, alright?” I nodded again, “Are you sure you’ll be okay?” I rolled my eyes at his already protective nature and said, 

“I’ll be fine. Geez. Chill out Dad-Might.” He hesitated then sighed. 

“Don’t get into trouble please.” The lights in the room made my freakishly sharp teeth glint dangerously as I replied, 

“I always get involved in trouble.” Small Might exhaled in exasperation. 

“Don’t be too reckless.” I gave him a mock salute and a ‘yessir!’. After he left I sat on the bed, overwhelmed. Today was too much. The fire, the little boys’ death, him wanting me to be a hero and me proclaiming I would be an antihero. I sighed. All Might took me shopping! And someone thought he was my Dad! I laid back on the bed with a silent groan on exhaustion. I guess I encouraged it because I miss having a parent who cares and worries about you. Pushing myself up, went to the phone and ordered a bunch of things on the menu. When I asked how much it was, I choked. 

“Y’know, never mind, It’s okay, I’ll just order-”

“It’s all free!” My mouth dropped as I listened to the lady over the phone. “All Might came by and donated  a lot of money to this hotel, so whenever he has a special guest over or friends, it’s all free!” I opened and closed my mouth in shock. “Hello? Ma’am? Are you still here?” I blinked rapidly, 

“I-uh-yes!” I stammered. “So...can I still order that stuff?” The lady took my order again and told me it would be up in a little bit. After saying thanks and hanging up the phone I laid out some clothes on the bed and headed to the shower. Turning up the water to the highest setting, I shuddered happily as I felt all the grime get washed away off my body. After I scrubbed my arm scales, I moved to my legs. With a small smile, I took a washcloth and started to wash my tail. When I finished, I felt all squeaky clean. I opened the bathroom and walked into my room humming. This was the happiest thing that has happened to me in so long. I got dressed in a normal shirt and some joggers. I saw the big maroon jacket that All Might picked out and I smiled and put it on. After I pulled up the dark blue zipper, I sighed as I was comfortable. The food came after that and my mouth watered as I saw all the food. 

“Is this all for you ma’am?” I looked at the waiter and smiled, 

“yes! Thank you so much!” He left and I wheeled the fully stoked cart of freshly cooked food into my room. I ended up taking off my jacket so I didn’t get it dirty so soon. It was almost scary how I ate two full course meals and three slices of cake in only ten minutes. But I didn’t care. This was the fullest I felt since I was in my universe. I stretched and headed my way over to the phone and said, “Thank you for the food! I’m done. Since I’m going out I’ll leave the cart outside. But... can I have the same amount of food in a bunch of to-go bags?” I could sense her smiling across the phone. 

“Of course. You're going to be a great hero, Scales.” I felt my skin heat up as I pressed a blush down. “Your food should be there in around thirty minutes to an hour.”

“Thank you.” I said before hanging up. What a fucking day. My eyes watered as I thought of the little boy who died today. Who was he? I didn’t even know his name. Blocking my emotions was easy because I was so emotionally constipated it wasn’t even hard. I knew one day the dam would break, but today was not the day. After going into deep thought, there was a knock at the door that pulled me out of my reflection. I got up and opened the door only to smile. 

“Here you go! Are you sure you can handle all of that?” I smirked as I lifted my tail up and grabbed a duffle bag. 

“I got it!” pushing my tail through the bags ropes I held a lot of them there and the rest were gripped tightly in my hands. “Thank you for worrying, though. What’s your name?” He looked at me surprised, 

“My name is Kosuke Mitsue.” Very fitting, ‘Rising son’ ‘Of the light’, considering his bright orange hair with yellow highlights and deep ruby red eyes. “And you are?” I grimace at my name and he took notice, “What’s your nickname, if you have one?” I gave him a thankful smile, 

“Scales.” He gave a rich warm laugh and I couldn’t help but smile. 

“I can see why.” We both laughed this time and I couldn’t help but feel at ease. It’s been a while since I’ve had friends. “Anyway, I’ll leave you be, and get back to work! See you later!” Kosuke waved goodbye before walking down the hall. I grabbed my room key then took the elevator down. Looking around, I couldn’t help but sigh at the beautiful sunset. Walking down the street, I wandered off into the more run down parts of the city. I gave the poorer people food and kept them company. Then I ran into someone I was not expecting to see. It was Toga. She was sitting in an alley sobbing as a bloodied knife lingered in her hand. I noticed three dead bodies lying around her and I pushed my fear away. 

“Hey...are you alright?” She looked up at me crying with  a crazy smile on her face. She looked psychotic but that didn’t scare me away. 

“Do you want me to stab you too?” Her voice cracked and it was easy to tell she was hurting. I looked down only to realize her shirt was ripped and her leggings were torn. I came closer to her than enveloped her in a warm hug. She stiffened instantly after a while, hugged back. “Why are you helping me?” Her voice was strained and rough as she sobbed. It still had that crazy tone, but it was more laced with anxiety. 

“Because no one deserves to be alone.” Her body relaxed completely and her sobs had turned to light whimpers. She stopped completely then sighed. Then she smelled the food. I felt her shift then I let her go. “Ah! Would you like some food?” Toga’s golden eyes shone with admiration then she gave me a crazy smile. I handed her a to-go box and some silverware and she started eating it all. When she finished, Toga had the largest grin. 

“What’s your name?” I looked at her kindly, 

“My name is Scales.” her eyes widened,

 “You’re that non official hero who actually helps people unlike the pros!” My thick dragon tail swished in bashfulness. “You’re amazing, best friend!” I looked at her in surprise then relaxed. 

“What’s your name?” She gave me a hug and nuzzled her face into my neck. 

“My name is Toga Himiko! But since we’re best friends, you’ve got to give me a nickname!” I paused thinking, 

“Um...what about calling you...chompy? Because you have fangs? I don’t Crazy girl?” Suddenly Toga blurted, 

“You’re my little dragon and I’m your little psycho!” I didn’t want to make her sad so I replied, 

“Sounds good. Now follow me. Your clothes are ripped and I don’t want another repeat of what could’ve happened in this alleyway. Standing up, I unzipped my jacket and took off my shirt. I was wearing bandages around my chest so I didn’t mind, “Here. Put this on.” Respectfully I turned around so I didn’t see her. When she was done I gave a sigh of relief. It was like a short dress on her. The shirt was black and all it said in big bold letters was ‘Rice.’ “Let’s head to my hotel, then let's get you some pants.” She nodded enthusiastically and walked beside me.

It was peaceful and quiet until we heard a woman scream. My ears perched up as I heard her cry for help. “C’mon Psycho!” She ran after me with no hesitance. Kind of like a lost puppy. When we reached there, the woman was on her knees as a man pointed a gun at her head. When the man noticed us he said, 

“Move anymore and I’ll blow your brains out!” I gently set the bags of food down then looked him dead in the eyes. 

“Do it then.” was my simple response before rushing in. True to his word he did shoot me, but it bounced off the scales of one of my arms. I swooped the woman in my arms and ran away from the attacker. I set her down, only for her to cling to me and start crying. “Hey...Are you alright?” Toga was nowhere to be found and that worried me. 

The woman smiled tearfully but was still shaking like a leaf. “I-I’m really scared...but I’ll be alright. T-Thank you for saving me!” Smiling gently I placed her onto the ground. “How can I thank you? And what is your name?” 

“My name is Scales. And you don’t have to do anything to repay me. I was just doing what’s right.” Her eyes teared up again and I tried to change the subject, “What’s your name?” Whipping the tears away from her eyes she said, 

“Inko. Inko Midoriya. And I’m so thankful that you saved me.”

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Inko Midoriya.How could I not have noticed her before? She definitely had the same face as her son. Round chubby cheeks and big beautiful green eyes. Her hair was a dark green and she totally had that mom vibe. Then I thought for a minute. This could be a good chance to try and strengthen relationships early. But shit, I didn’t think I would run into her so soon. All Might was a shock then Midoriya’s mom. Sheesh. I guess the universe and One for all really want me to get to work then. “Yeah. Nice to meet you, Ms.Midoriya.” I paused as I tried to be my old self who was warm and friendly,

“Are you alright?” She nodded smiling even though her eyes were still teary. “Do you need anything else?” She paused for a minute than said,

“I..If it’s not too much trouble, could you walk me home? I’m scared. I don’t have a strong quirk. I can only make small objects float.” I frowned, even Inko is affected by this hierarchy of quirks. I sighed then responded,

“Nothing to be ashamed of. I’m guessing my quirk is being half dragon. I don’t have a super power either, but that doesn’t mean I’m weak. You’re strong because you got through the near death experience. Be proud. Not many people can handle that.” I couldn’t help but feel disgusted. The amount of crime was ridiculous and to think that all these problems could occur in one day. Things would be easier if there were heroes. No use hoping though, they’re unreliable. Inko gave me a soft smile,

“Thank you...thank you so much-” Inko was cut off as we heard a blood curdling scream. It was the guy who almost killed Inko. Toga! That’s where she ran off to! “W-what was that?” She was shaking like a leaf and it was so sad.

“Stay here! I’ll be back! Don’t worry. Stay put.” I gave her a reassuring smile that looked more like a twisted frozen frown. I really need to remember how to be happy again. before running towards the sound. When I got there the guy was on the ground crying as his face was bloody. Then I realized that he had letters etched into his cheek. “L.P?” My face scrunched up in confusion before widening, “Little Psycho?” She looked up at me and smiled.

“He bothered you. So I decided to teach him a lesson. Now he has my letters on my face. And everyday he looks into the mirror he'll be reminded of the bad mistake he made. The mistake of causing you trouble!” For a moment I was stunned before going into deep thought. No one does anything for no reason. By what i remember, he was trying to rob Inko. I walked over to the man and flipped him over, not caring if his cuts opened up more. Frisking his pockets I narrowed my eyes as I found something. Pulling it out, I looked down at the papers mortified. This man. He...he was robbing people so he could have enough cash to get help for his four year old daughter who was diagnosed with lymphatic cancer. He was just trying to save his daughter. I looked at the other paperwork then my eyes glanced at the photo. It was his little girl. But what caught my attention was the little boy in the photo. He was the one that...that died in the fire. My hands shook as I felt my emotions become unstable. Now this girl was all alone, and going to die. She had no one now, and when she does die, she'll be all alone.

"Fuck!" I yelled angrily, "What the hell is wrong with this world?" my voice cracked as I felt my body spasm in anxiety and anger. "This. Isn't. Fucking. Right." I felt a break down coming, but I held it down. Then the man spoke,

"Those are my children. My daughters name is Tanmei and my son's name is Kogeta." I couldn't help but give a somber chuckle. 'Short life' and 'Burnt'. It was almost funny to me. It was all ready like god was saying,

"You're nothing but useless children. I'll put you out of your misery and kill you. Hopefully in the next life you won't have such an unlucky fate." Fuck you, God. FUCK YOU.

"Please..."The man whispered, "I know what I did was wrong but..." He forced himself to sit up, "Please kill me."

"What?" I said in disbelief and even Toga was surprised,

"Please kill me." It was unnerving to see a grown man cry, "I...I'm a horrible person. I've killed people to get help for my family when I didn't even think about how it would effect theirs." At this point his tears were flowing past so much my sensitive nose was getting dry from the salt. "I know I'm probably going to go to hell, but..." He looked state at me and Toga. "But that's better then living a life where I know my son and wife are dead, along with my daughter. Who has around...three to four months to live." Then he got on his knees and prayed, "Please." His shaky sobs and broken cries were too much. Even Toga, who had weird morals, couldn't even bring herself to look at him.

"What's your name?" I asked as I took a deep breath. My next action was risky, but I knew I needed to do it. I knew I needed to save this man from suffering.

"Shippai." How ironic and pitiful. His name is failure. That was too much for me, now I knew it was final.

"Shippai. You've tried your best even though the odds are against you. I admire your strength to keep going." I closed my eyes before giving him a teary eyed look. "'s time for you to rest." He looked at me shocked before crying harder. "It's okay. In your knew way of life, you can start over." As I walked over to him, I continued to talk, "Don't forget that your wife and son will be waiting for you." I kneeled and wrapped my arms around his torso. 

He hugged me back tight and curled up into my warmth. I moved one of my hands up to the nape of his neck. As I whispered soothing words, I sharpened my nails and turned them into thick claws. I knew it would work, after all my claws are sharper and harder than a diamond. Aiming a singular claw at the upper spinal chord of his neck O whispered. "You're going to be okay." I made it quick so he wouldn't feel pain. The claw pierced through his upper spinal chord and ended up piercing through his whole neck. He was dead. I felt tears well up in my eyes and I paused when I saw teardrops landing on his forehead. 

"Do you...Do you think he's in a better place now?" after I gently placed his body down, I turned towards Toga and my heart almost broke at her expression. Her golden eyes looked like  muddy yellow as tears blurred her vision.

"Toga?" She came up to me and gave me a hug.

"It's just like that time..." She murmured. "I promised I'd never let something like that happen again." I was very confused. I don't remember that in her background story. Then I had a though. What if me being here changed everything? I mean, it makes sense. My guess is that all the major events will still be in place but the timeline of when and where they occur could be different. That maybe the plans of attack and the villains could be different too. At the though, I held Toga closer as If I was going to float away. I was so overwhelmed it was almost too much. "Little dragon?" I hummed back as a reply. "We are going to save them." She let me go and gave me a burning motivated stare, "We are going to make sure that no one else suffers like he did." This was the most mature intense moment that I've seen Toga have. It was frightening. Things were different. And now I had to make multiple effective plans to counter each possible situation. I was lost in thought as I retracted my claws and whipped off the blood on his jacket. I normally don't believe in anything religious, but I felt like praying for him was needed. When I was done, Toga spoke up,

“I would kill for you.” My eyes widened in disbelief, That came out of nowhere, “You saved me and freed that man who was in pain. You care about people that society doesn’t even bother with. I’ll be your follower-”

“Don’t be my follower.” Her face looked dejected, “Just be my friend, okay Little Psycho?” Toga’s face lit up and she gave me a hug. “Alright, Let’s get you some pants.”

As we were walking back to Inko there was a small shop. I bought her a pair of cheap leggings. “I hope this works for now.” She nodded enthusiastically.

“Scales! You left your food!” A couple starved kids yelled,

“Take it back, before someone steals it!” I looked at them then gave them a toothy grin.

“Just take it! Share it with the other kids who are hungry!” I could smell the tears that rolled down the kids cheeks as they cried out,

“T-Thank you, Scales! Thank you so much!” I waved goodbye before saying,

“I’m just happy to help out! Don’t worry!” They waved back and then turned around. When I turned around, Inko was there crying once again.

“S-Scales! You’re such a good person! G-giving them food!’re so kind.” I gave her a small smile, then Toga spoke up,

“That’s because she’s going to become a hero! She’s going to be ‘Scales:The Dragon Hero Who Saves The Day!’ Cool right?” Toga was bouncing around excited and Inko smiled softly and looked down at her.

“Aren’t you a cute one!” She gave Toga a small hug and then pinched her cheeks softly. “Thank you for also helping me out! My name is Inko Midoriya. And you are, Sunshine?” Toga looked at her with bright eyes. I guess nicknames were the ultimate sign of friendship for her.

“My name is Himiko Toga! Nice to meet you, Mama Midoriya!” Inko sighed with a smile,

“Mama Midoriya? That’s new, but I like it!” She gave Toga a hug again, “Would you two like some dinner?” I said yes, but Toga politely declined, “Sorry! I have stuff I gotta do.” Then she grumbled,

“Even though I don’t wanna do it.” Inko gave Toga a soft smile.

“Don’t worry about it, dear. Maybe next time when you come over, you could meet my son! He’s around your age.” Toga’s eyes were glossy with excitement, “Yay! We could be friends!” I smiled and then froze. I forgot that in the My Hero Manga and anime Toga had an insane crush on Izuku. Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck- FUCK. Then I started inwardly panicking. I hid my distress as I gave Toga a hug. In return my hug then whispered in my ear,

“Remember...I would kill for you.” Then she paused before grinning, “I will kill for you.” She let me go and started to skip away. Toga turned around, “Goodbye Mama Midoriya!” Then her golden eyes clashed with my white ones, “Later, best friend!” and because of my good hearing I heard her murmur, “I’ll be watching you, my little dragon.” I let out an involuntary shiver before looking at Inko.

“She’s so cute! So bubbly and bright like the sun! She’d be a great friend to Izuku!”

Yeah. A great friend.

“Well, let’s get going, Scales!” As we walked to her house I couldn’t help but wonder, am I actually helping? Or just causing damage? Toga knew about Izuku’s mom, so if something happens, Inko could get hurt. I was snapped out of my thoughts as she said, “Almost there!” I gave her an apologetic smile,

“I’m so sorry. I remembered that I have some things I need to do, but I would love to come over in a couple days. I’m a little overwhelmed and tired.” I yawned but it was muffled through my puppy mask.

“No worries, dear! That’s quite alright. Thank you for today!” She gave me another hug before saying, “See you in a couple of days, sweetie!” I waved back then turned around and started to walk back to the main part of town.

When I reached the hotel, I couldn’t help but be surprised when I saw the worker who brought me food. He caught my eyes then rushed over, “Hi Scales! Did you eat all of that food?” He playfully teased and I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at him. “That’s good though.” I raised an eyebrow, questioning. “I like a woman with a big appetite.” My ear-fins twitched as I forced my blush down. Fuck that, I don't like complements. He  didn't mean it anyway. I never thought I’d say this but, thank god for the puppy mask, Small Might.

“Shut the hell up,you stupid flirt.” I grumbled back as I walked to the elevator and was slightly annoyed and confused when he got on with me. “What are you doing?” His red eyes gleamed as he looked at me,

“I’m just curious about you.” My eyes narrowed slightly, “Why?” Kosuke started whistling ‘innocently’ before replying,

“I just don’t know why you’re ashamed of your appearance.” My breathing stopped for a minute before I sarcastically snapped back,

“I didn’t know that my private thoughts and personal, no, sensitive feelings would be so entertaining for you.”He hit a sore spot and now I was looking at him with rage. At this, Kosuke’s eyes widened as he realized his mistake,

“Wait no, that’s not how I meant it-” He was cut off as I bared my sharp teeth at him when he tried to come closer. “I just meant that you have nothing to be ashamed of! And from what I can see, you’re very beautiful-” The elevator dinged, signifying that it rose up to the right floor. Just as he was about to continue I didn’t even look back as I said,

“Your jokes aren’t funny. I don’t need anymore liars in my life. And I thought we could be friends.” I shook I head in mock sadness, “I knew it wasn’t a good idea to be nice to people. When all they do is lie.” When I did turn around, the elevator doors were closing. He could still see my pointed claw like nails as I flexed my slightly scaled hands. “Leave me alone. Or else.” And that was the look he gave me was almost pitiful. When the elevator went down, I couldn’t help but scoff, “What a loser. I can’t believe I almost let down some of my walls.” Then I chuckled, “What an almost fatal and stupid decision. I can’t let friendship or my loneliness interfere with my goal.” After I opened my room, I ran and jumped on the bed. Today was too much. I didn’t even order food. I Just got into my hotel room and flopped on my bed. After an hour of laying in silence, I got up and put on some pajamas. My shirt was a tank top with a light blue lavender and dark peach lines. It was soft and it fit amazingly. The fabric didn’t get caught in my scales and that was a pure blessing. Because when that happens I have to rip the clothes off, and get tweezers to pick out the remaining fabric. After slipping on some matching pants, I wiggled my way under the comforter and laid on my right side. Letting out a sigh, I closed my eyes and relaxed as I felt sleep take over. I needed this. I needed to be able to sleep and not be worried for my safety. After some useless rambling thoughts, I finally fell into a dreamless sleep.

After a couple days of nothing but rest and eating, All Might hadden't showed up yet, but I wasn't worried, he was most likely doing hero work.I went into town after I put on my puppy mask. After I bought a phone and a laptop for school, I saw some nice headphones then almost bought them.With a sigh I didn't buy them. Mainly because I remembered that I don't have human ears anymore. With a grumble and muttering soft curses, I left the shop.After I walked around a little, I caught Inko's scent. “Alright. Might as well head over now."

It wasn't that late into the day, maybe around two or three when I came upon a cute apartment suite. I knocked on the door and waited for her. When she opened the door she gave me a big warm hug. "Hi! I'm glad you made it, Sweetie!" I got a new nickname? Hm. I like it.

"A new nickname, Mama Midoriya?" She giggled then squeezed me tighter. Inko led me inside then said,

"I know it’s not big, but it’s home!” I smiled as I entered the warmth of her home. And immediately I was surrounded with the nostalgic feeling of being home. I started to tear up, and Inko noticed. “Oh, honey, are you okay?” Her big green gentle eyes widened in worry, “D-do you not like it? Oh dear, I'm so sorry-”


“It’s not that.” I held in my tears and calmed down, “It’s been so long I’ve felt the atmosphere of home.” Her eyes looked at me with warmth as she waited for me to continue, 


“Do you want to tell me what happened?” I gave her a broken stare and she started to tear up, “You don’t have to.” 


“I’ll tell you.” I sighed as I told her my journey. Everything from being a homeless child who was tossed out because I looked like a freak, my parents dying in a villain attract to becoming an unofficial hero. Then I couldn’t look her in the eye when I told her about the fire, and the kid who died. She was silent before she started to sob hysterically. “U-um? Ms. Midoriya?”


“Y-you’re so brave for going through those challenges. You’re so strong for not giving up, and pushing through all of your hardship!” 


I gave her a hug then said, “It’s okay. I’ve made it through the worst. I’ll be alright. And the reason why I want to be a hero. So no one suffers like I did.” Her cries got harder and I sighed and held her closer. 


“You,” Inko sniffled as she clung into my shirt, “You have me on your side. I’ll support you!” Then she pulled away and looked at me with a heartwarming smile. “You’ve got Mama Midoriya on your side!” We started laughing together. After a bit of more talking, we began to make food. Then she asked me, “What’s your real name, honey?” I froze before relaxing, 


“My name is Meketa Nozumu.” Her eyes weren’t filled with pity at the name, 


“Your name might be ‘lost hope’ but that doesn’t mean you have lost hope!” Her smile was breathtaking, and I couldn’t help but feel warm. She gave me a hug, “You’ve given me a lot of hope. I really want you to become a hero for the people, but mostly,” She gave me another tight squeeze before letting go and kissing my forehead, “be a hero for yourself.” I gave her a hug and just stayed there for a little bit. Then we started cooking again. 

“Mom! I’m home!” I froze as I heard his voice. It was Izuku! “Today I heard that All Might was going to put out a fire and save people, but there was already someone there-” when he came into the kitchen he just looked at me then said, 


“Who are you?” Then his eyes went wide, “I-I’m sorry! That was really rude, please don’t be mad, I just was surprised and-”


“Breathe, broccoli boy.” He paused then stuttered, 


“B-broccoli b-boy?” Izuku fidgeted awkwardly, “This is the first time I’ve gotten a nickname from a girl! Let alone talk to one-” His face paled before turning bright red, “O-oh no! I...I said that out l-loud didn’t I?” He covered his face in his hands and awkwardly yelled out, “Sorry!” And he ran off to his room. Inko and I looked at each other before laughing. 


“Go talk to him, sweetie. I’ll finish dinner!” I nodded with a grin, 


“Sure.” I followed his scent to his room and grinned in excitement. I was going to be meeting the protagonist of the show. Calming myself down, I knocked on the door, only to hear a muffled ‘come in.’ “Hey broccoli boy.” He looked up with tear stained cheeks, mortified. “I don’t think you're weird for that.” I said trying to ease the tension, “It’s alright.” Trying to change the subject, I looked around his room and wow. So much All Might merch. I perked up at the idea, 


“Your room is really cool." I cringed as I tried to make convrsation, "So many All Mights!” Izuku seemed to perk up with a shy smile, 


“ like All Might?” grinning back at him I said,

“Yeah. He’s cool.”  I said with and awkward tone of awe. I wasn't very good at emoting in some situations. From then on, the conversation was really good. “I never did catch your name, broccoli boy.” Still unfamiliar with the nickname, he blushed. 


“ name is Izuku Midoriya. I-I’m fourteen. What about you?” I took a deep breath, 


“I’m Scales. I'm also fourteen.” Holding my hand up for a fist bump and he stared at me clearly confused before giving me a gentle smile and fist bumped me back. Then he paused, 


“Scales? Isn’t that the unofficial hero that was with All Might?” He started murmuring all the possibilities and chances before whipping out his phone. He typed something in then scrolled down on the web page. “It...It is you!” His eyes shined with excitement. “You got to meet All Might!” He yelled and I could already feel his fanboy mode activate. “It says in here that he grabbed you and flew away-” He squinted at the text before saying, “This reporter clearly doesn’t know about All Might’s abilities! All Might doesn’t fly, he jumps with so much speed and precision that he ends up gliding in the air.” He closed his eyes briefly before holding up his pointer finger continuing, “He also had four official superhero suits that were designed to grow with him so it doesn’t hurt him or rip his clothes.” I nodded and nodded my head slightly as I soaked up that information. Just as he was about to speak up again, Inko called out, 


“Time for dinner, you two!” 


“Okay!” We responded at the same time then he laughed. The I had an idea. I'll treat him like a friend. I racked my memory from my childhood in my universe. My smirk became competitive and Izuku looked at me very confused.


“Last one there sucks!” I impulsively yelled before running down the stairs. 


“H-hey! That’s cheating!” His voice cried out as he clumsily ran down the stairs. Izuku’s eyes widened as he tripped. “Aah!” He closed his eyes as he braced himself for the rough fall. Except, he didn’t fall. Green eyes opened in confusion before looking at me in awe. I ran back to him and wrapped my tail around his waist. “W-woah! That’s so...that’s so neat!” The pure admiration in his eyes made me look away embarrassed. My tail wiggled at the praise and he let out a small laugh. “You’re moving your tail! Does that happen when you’re happy?” My face heated up slightly at his observation. After I forced down those feelings I realized something. It was easy to be myself here. I felt the love coming from these to, and i couldn't help but let down some of my walls. I was afraid. Afraid that they would hurt me. But in order to be Izuku's protector and help him reach his goal, I needed to trust him.


“Yeah. Sometimes my ear-fins move.” I made the membrane of my ear-fins shake. He gasped and then came over after I set him down. He reached a hand out to my face and shyly asked, 


“Can...Can I feel your fins?” I nodded then said, 


"Sure.” Shy nimble fingers gently ghosted over my fins and the cartilage making me shiver a little. Izuku looked at me in question and I simply replied, “Go ahead. It feels nice.” Giving me a big smile, his hands went back to my maroon ear-fins and gently rubbed them. I was about to compliment him on his skills when we all heard a grumbling noise. Inko and Izuku looked at me confused. “I purr sometimes. What, you got a problem?” Izuk shook his hands and Inko nodded looking happy that Izuku and I had become friends. Izuku perked up at the information,


“Can you also roar?” I nodded then sweat-dropped as he started firing off questions, “How strong is your tail? Are your feet and back scaled like parts of your cheeks? Do you also have scales under your jacket?” He started bouncing in excitement, “Can I write in my hero analysis book about your quirk?” Then Inko cut in politely, 


“After dinner, Izuku. We worked very hard on it.” At this, Izuku nodded then looked at me, 


“You can cook?” stretching slightly, I yawned, 


“Sometimes. I mostly eat my food raw. But I do know how to cook.” I took a seat at the small square dining room table. Running my hand over the smooth polished cherry wood table I sighed. Inko looked at me with understanding.


“Are you missing home?” Looking at her I shrugged my shoulders, 


“Kind of? It’s like, how can you miss living in a house and having a place to call home when you haven't had one in eight or more years?” Feeling Izuku’s shock and sadness I continued on. He needed to learn my story so he could trust me, “I’m staying in a hotel now, so don’t worry. I’m not on the street right now.” They both sighed then Izuku spoke up looking at me determinedly he said, 


“This could be your home! You shouldn’t have to live alone! Not when you’re constantly helping others out and not getting anything in return. We might not have a guest room, but I can sleep on the floor in a futon or on the couch.” Izuku looked at me pleading, “I want to become a hero so people don’t have to be homeless. So that people can be safe and protected. Just like All Might.” He paused before continuing, “Just like you.” Inko and I let out a small ‘aw..” in return. “W-what? Was it something I said?” Before Izuku could freak out I replied, 


“Nothing wrong, Broccoli boy. What you said was cute and it was certainly encouraging.” With a blush he gave me a happy wholesome smile. 


“T-Thanks...” He murmured as he rubbed the back of his neck feeling very flustered. “And Mom, sorry for saying she could stay without asking you. I-I’m sorry! It was out of line and-” with a smile Inko interrupted,


“It’s alright, Izuku! I was going to say the same thing.” Than she looked at me with warmth in her forest green eyes, “Will you live with us? No pressure, I just...” She started to tear up a little, “I just would rest easy if you were here and I love the company. Izuku’s at school and I work from home so it gets kind of lonely...” She trailed off. 


“I’d be honored.” They both looked at me with genuine excitement, “It would be nice to have a home.” Inko started to cry and because of that, Izuku did too. I honestly forgot how much of a crybaby Izuku was at the start of the story.“I-It’s okay, it’s okay! No need to cry-”

“I’m just happy that you now have a home to come back to. That’s all.” They whipped their tears up in sync. It was a little funny. Izuku was so much like his mom it was adorable. “Now let’s eat!” As we dug in I slowly relaxed. I had made a new friend today and actually started the process of protecting Izuku. Than I tensed up at the thought of Toga meeting him early. There were so many ways it could go, and I couldn’t help but worry. I calmed myself down as I realized that she loved Inko. She was already attached to her, and I highly doubt that she would do anything to make Mama Midoriya upset. After we finished up, I looked at them and bowed.

“Thank you for dinner. I’ve got to get going but I'll show you my quirk later, broccoli boy-” Inko cut me off with a hug then sighed, 


“Be careful out there okay? And text me as soon as you get your phone.” I grinned at her motherly worrying, 


“Will do, Mama Midoriya. See you later, Izuku.” The broccoli boy waved back then said with a smile, 


“Be safe!” I winked at him then shut the door after that I started walking back to the apartment.

It was a peaceful walk until I paused very concerned. Blood. I smelled blood. My ears perked up as I heard boys yelling and the sound of someone groaning. On autopilot I followed the source of the smell and the sound, only to see a body on the ground being kicked by other people. 


“You’re such a freak! I feel bad for your parents. They have to deal with a deceiving useless kid like you!” The body on the ground didn’t even reply, they just let the kicks and punches hurt them. Who was that? My eyes squinted then widened as I noticed the purple hair. It was Shinsou.


“You have no friends! And if you did, you used your quirk on them. What a friendless loser!” The last boy made me mad, 


“You want to be a hero. Yeah right! As if! No one wants a person with a villain quirk to save them. And I bet if you did become a hero, no one would want you to save them-” 


“Shut the hell up, bitch!” The boys looked at me surprised than the sneered at my appearance. 


“Oh look, another freak. Let me guess, you’re going to save your little villain friend? Well to bad! We’re in the process of beating the villainy out of him!” The boys laughed with mean smirks on their faces. I bared my fangs and growled as I slowly approached them. They all backed up except for the leader who thought I was harmless. “Oh? What’s this? A lizard girl going to fight me and take me down?” he laughed. Letting out a feral roar, I ran up to him and punched him in the face. I started to kick him and when I stopped he said, “Why are you helping him out? He’s a freak with an evil quirk! He’s going to be a villain-” 


“I would become a villain too if people like you existed.” At that he spat on my face, whipping it up, I narrowed my eerie white eyes as my pink sclera darkened in rage. 


“You shouldn’t have done that, man! That’s Scales! The dragon hero!” That shut the leader up really quickly. 


“I uh...I’m sorry I-” 


“Don’t apologize to me. I don’t give a damn. You need to apologize to the body you were beating.” They looked at me with narrowed eyes. I opened my mouth showing off my jagged teeth then held up my hands showing off my white claw like nails. At that they paled then rushed to the body. 


“Sorry! We are so sorry for beating you-” 


“Even though you deserved it-” I spin kicked that guy in the head and he was out cold. They looked back at me then panicked even more, 


“Sorry! We won’t hurt you again!” I nodded in approval before saying, 


“Take that shitty friend of yours and leave. If I catch you guys hurting him or hear that you are...” I flexed my hands in irritation, “I’ll make sure that you never have the chance to do so. Even if it means using a...’Villain’ approach.” They grabbed their friend and scurried off. I headed over to the beaten body only to frown with worry. He was pretty roughed up and for sure would have bruises and cuts all over his body. The boy opened up one of his swollen eyes, the other one was so puffy and swollen it couldn’t open. A deep purple eye stared into my white ones. 


“Why...why did you save me?” I looked at him with a smile. 


“It was the right thing to do.” He scoffed in disbelief, 


“I bet you’re like everyone else, trying to deceive me-” I lifted him up gently and carried him princess style. “What-”


“I’m taking you to get help.” When he protested I interrupted, “You’re in no state to go anywhere. It’s too dangerous to your body.”

“I’m used to it. I’m used to getting bullied and beaten.” My heart dropped and I couldn’t help but hold him tighter.


“It won’t happen again.” He looked up at me in disbelief, “Because I’ll protect you.” snorting in disbelieving humor he said, 


“Why do you want to protect a freak? Aren’t you scared of my quirk? Being brainwashed and under my control?” I shook my head as I kept walking, 


“I’m not scared. The only thing I’m scared of is people like you losing hope in others and yourself because you’re different. Because other people don’t understand.” He was silent before saying, 

“Who...just who are you?” stoically I replied, 


“I'm an ally.” He sighed my reply before saying, 

"I'm Hitoshi Shinsou." I let out a small chuckle at his grouchy tone.

"Nice to meet you." There was silence after that and that was reassuring. Until I smelled salt. "Tears?" I said before looking down and when I did, i frowned.

“I...I hope so. I hope that I'm your ally. I’m so tired...of being alone.” My heart broke as tears spilled from his eyes as he slept. Holding him closer to my chest I decided. No one was going to hurt like that again. I looked down at his beaten battered form, Shinsou wasn’t going to get hurt like that again. A gloomy sigh escaped me before I mumbled, “What the hell is this? Why is everything was so out of order?.”

I ended up walking the long way, so I wasn't in the public eye. Because if I did do that, they could take one look at my tail and claws the'd call a hero and try to get me in jail. Again. It never worked though. Because I would always say the truth when they used a lie detector quirk, so they just ended up trusting me after so many false claims.

 As I took the back-roads and alleyways back to the hotel I was staying at, I couldn’t help but feel like I was being watched. I picked up a scent then turned around. “Who are you? Come out!” A slim figure stepped out of the shadows and I had to hold in a gasp. It was Shigaraki.

“Very perceptive I see...” I could almost sense the smirk behind the hand on his face and it made me growl in defense. He held up his hands in a ‘let’s stay calm’ motion then said, “You’ve just captured my interest is all.” Red eyes gleamed in joy brightly even though we were in a darker alleyway. “I like how you work. I like your skill set and your opinion on the hero society. Well there is one thing we need to fix.” He clenched his fist as he said, “We need to clean your head of the All Might propaganda filth that has taken over this world. And I would be the one to do it!” He started to laugh in crazy hysterics before continuing on with a cackle,

“I know you don’t see it now but soon...” Shigaraki started to slink back into the shadows, “Soon you’ll see how fake it all is. And how much you want to work with me.” Then he swept over my body, glaring at Shinsou who was sleeping in my arms, then said, “How much you want to be with me.” He slipped away leaving me standing in a daze, overwhelmed. What the hell have I gotten into? And why was I chosen? I sighed in irritation and stress. Then I said in a very tired tone,

“You can do this. You’ve got this.” I reapeated over and over as I tried to calm my nerves. My eyes squinted in stress. I knew I could do it, but it was so overwhelming. I looked up at the orange sky and let out a dry sob. I wasn’t crying tears, but my mind was sobbing. I was too emotionally numb to cry. As I looked at the sky again, I uttered one single word. “Help.” I got no response so I looked down at the grown. What kind of hero can’t be strong? As I walked out of the alleyway I bit my bottom lip to focus on the physical pain instead of the emotional. Then I paused in my steps then said, “There’s no time to give up. Not when there’s peoples lives at stake!” With a determined nod and suppressed depressed feelings I walked down the streets looking serious. This is it. I can’t give up now.


Not when I have a job to do.


This is our awkward child Kosuke.



And this is Mama Midoriya! Look at her! Having a nice day out in the city!


And our darling broccoli boy!



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I walked into the hotel in a daze. It seems now that all my days are going to be stressful. Looking down Shinsou who was cradled in my arms and snuggling into me I couldn’t help but question. I knew he was made fun of for having a ‘villain’ quirk, but I had no idea that he was getting beat up. The woman at the front desk took one look at Shinsou and I then panicked, “Are you okay?” I nodded before responding, “I’m fine, however, my friend is suffering. He was jumped after school and was beaten by three other kids.” The lady behind the desk gasped in horror.

“Who...who would do such a thing?” I looked at her like she was an uneducated peasant. It was starting to get on my nerves. The amount of people in the world who only think about themselves and don’t give a fuck about anyone else.

“The type of person who is uneducated and fears the unknown.” She was momentarily speechless, but when I started heading to the elevator she snapped out of it,


“W-wait! I can grab you the first aid kit!” I looked back at her and tried to smile, but since I was very irritated with her very existence, it must have looked like a grimace, because she now seemed nervous,


“I-I’m sorry for offending you in some way-” I interrupted her and gave her a tired look,

“Just give me the first aid stuff.” She was still frozen in slight fear at my piercing stare, “Now.” I was getting irritated. It was maddening, Shigaraki being a creep, Shinsou getting his ass kicked, and killing Shippai. I wasn’t in the mood to deal with a socially ignorant woman named, I looked at her name tag then narrowed my eyes. Her name was Fuyukania. Which translated to ‘obnoxious.’ I honestly agreed with her parents' name choice. It seems very accurate. Fuyukania honestly looked like a shady bitch. She put on an innocent look, but if you paid attention to her eyes and her aura, you could totally tell. She was She was still frozen in place and my white eyes flashed in pure annoyance, “Now.” I repeated and she actually listened. With a fast nod, she went in the room behind the counter then came back with the supplies in a bag.

“I put all of the stuff in there so you could carry it better. I could help you with it if you want-” I slithered my dragon tail through the loops and held it. “Oh.”

“Thanks.” Was my simple reply before heading up to my room. Out of my peripheral vision, I saw her narrow her eyes with a sly smile. I knew I needed to keep an eye on her. That shady bitch was pretending to be dumb. If she was a spy or an enemy of some sort, she probably did that so she could grasp my personality. I got in the elevator and my eyes drifted to Shinsou’s peaceful but beaten face. When the elevator stopped by my floor, I passed by Kosuke and didn’t even acknowledge him, even when he was calling my name. After I struggled with opening the door (because my arms and tail were holding stuff) I gently laid Shinsou on my bed. He was really starting to bruise. The marks on his face were almost as purple as his hair. A toothy frown marred my already dragonish features making me look more like a freak then I already was. Thank god my mask was still on. “I’ll take care of that, but first, let’s get the blood off you.” I don’t even know why I was talking aloud. Maybe I did it so I wouldn’t feel so alone. ‘Pathetic’ I thought as I removed his shirt. He was skinner then in the anime and manga. He was clearly sleep deprived, and looked like he hadn't eaten in a while.The thinness of his body was very concerning. After I went to the bathroom and got a warm washcloth, I gently wiped his face, neck and chest before I went back in the bathroom and washed the cloth. When I returned I noticed something. There was a fancy envelope resting on the nightstand. I was going to open it but when I heard Shinsou groan in pain my attention went back to him. I finished cleaning his upper half, then I looked down at his school pants. I went to tug them off, but I jerked back at the thought of seeing...y’know...the outline of his...thing... I let out a sharp cough as I tried to refocus. “Health before morals.” I chanted over and over again before tugging them down. Except I made one flaw. I put my fingers against the lower part of his abdomen and pulled his pants down. His boxers came down with them. “Oh My God!” I closed my eyes and stumbled backwards and hit the small table. That woke Shinsou up. We looked at each other for a while before he broke eye contact with me to look down at his nude body. He stared at me again,


“Is this why you took me with you?” I coughed then yelled, clearly embarrassed and agitated,


“No I didn’t! I was trying to clean your wounds and when I went to tug your pants down, your boxers came with it.” He didn’t even react very much until he stood up. “What? No!” I forced my eyes to the ceiling and refused to look down.


“Why are you shy now? I felt you staring at my body. A little shameless, don’t you think?” When I saw the slight smirk on his face I almost lost it.


“I wasn’t. You must be delusional if you think I do something so sinful.” I crossed my arms and my tail started to swish around in agitation. He took notice at my tail and said,


“Are you part dragon?” With a sneer I nodded, “Take off your face mask. I wanna see you.” With a fierce glare I snarled at him,

“As if! I fucking take care of you, and then you’re teasing me and acting like we’re friends or something-”

“But didn’t you say we were allies?” I paused then said, “My understanding is that allies only aid each other when one of them needs help.”

“Well, you’re incorrect. Allies not only protect each other, but they are also friends.” My ear-fins twitched in agitation. Sighing I mumbled,

“I did say we were allies. But I warn you now,” My eyes narrowed, “I’m not a good friend. I’m barely honest with my emotions with myself.” He nodded in understanding.

“You’ll be my first friend I guess.” My eyes widened slightly. That’s right. Everyone was so afraid of him that he had no one. Pushing away my nature to be defensive and mean I said,

“You’re not alone.” That’s all I said before continuing, “You’re still naked, Shinshou.”

“Hm...” Was his simple reply.

“Get dressed.” My eyebrow twitched at his reply,

“I like the breeze-”

“Get in the shower then!” I grabbed some clothes and pushed him into the bathroom. After I threw in the clothes I shut the door. “Just fucking shower!”

“You touched my ass y’know-”

“Shut the hell up!” I growled as I heard his soft chuckle in reply. My face relaxed a little as I remembered that I used to tease my friends the same way. But I was guarded. I needed to know he was truly my allie, no, that he was truly my friend before I even considered letting my walls down. I remember the letter I saw on the table and I went to it. I opened it up and I almost screamed. 



Greetings, (Y/N). Did you honestly think I’m not watching you? I know what your plan is to help class 1A improve, but if you follow through with your plan, you’ll mess up all of my effort I made to change this world. You’ve already made the mistake of meeting Izuku so soon. You were supposed to wait until he was enrolled at U.A. You were too hasty. And later down the line, you’ll regret your mistake. So, I would advise you to keep a close eye on Shinsou and Toga right now. They have a connection in one way and you must do everything to help them realize it and protect it. And no, it is not a romantic relationship. Don’t worry. I know Toga has taken a lighting to you and a couple other people too. Be weary of anyone with rhombus earrings. I cannot tell you why, but I can warn you. If you intermingle with them, It will be trouble for you and me. Even though I am a God, I am not untouchable. Move on with your life in this universe with a critical eye and look out for suspicious things. I’m counting on you, and so are all the people in your world and the My Hero world. Don’t mess up."

                                                                                             -Nazo no Kami.

       I stood there completely breathless as I read the letter over and over again. And Nazo no Kami? He’s the God of Mystery. Of. Fucking. Course. “It seems like even celestial beings hate me. Damn. What the hell did I do in a past life to get screwed over like this?” I didn’t get a reply, but I did hear the bathroom door open. Shinsou actually looked good in my clothes.

“Quit staring at me. It’s creepy.” I rolled my eyes at him then said cooly,

“I think you should be saying ‘thank you for helping me and lending me clothes.’ Show some gratefulness and ditch the attitude.” He raised an eyebrow at me before taking a low bow,

“My apologies my dragon mistress. How should I ever repay you-hm!” I cut him off half way by slamming my fist down on his head. “What the hell?”

“If you act like a bitch, you get hit like a bitch.” Shinsou’s purple eyes glared at me before he grumbled,

“Yeah, Yeah, I get it.” I nodded in approval but when he pulled out his phone, he read the text. He went from playful to extremely depressed. “I have to go now, Scales.” I saw the hesitance and dread on his face and I couldn’t help but be worried and curious. Than I boldly demanded,

“Give me your phone.”

“Why? So you can read my messages? What a creeper-”

“No you idiot! So I can type in my number. What the hell is wrong with you?” Shinsou shrugged and then gave his phone to me. After he got it back he changed my name from Scales, which I had put in, to Dragon Mistress.

“Oh Hell no!” Even though he was injured, Shinsou made a mad dash to the door then ran down the stairs. What a brat. I wasn’t even going to chase after him. I was too fucking tired and done with everything. Looking at his number on my phone I typed in ‘Cheeky Bastard’ as his contact name. I smirked and chuckled to myself before changing into my pajamas. I sighed as I crawled into bed. Today was a fucking day, and I couldn’t wait to go to bed. I closed my eyes and sighed before I drifted off to sleep.

Our best boy with wet hair. Just wow! Look at him!

Then we have the shady girl named Fuyukania....

                                                                                               Doesn't she look suspicious?????? 

And too bad that Scales didn't noticed the rhombus shaped earings...

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After couple days later, I realized that All Might hadn't contacted me. Even though he didn’t have my number, he could’ve come by the hotel and talk to me. Something's up. I know he didn’t forget about me, not by the way he mentioned One For All had led him to me. Then I had an idea. Taking out my phone, I squinted at the phone light and typed in my passcode. After clicking my google button I typed in my question. When the results of my search came up, I froze. The sludge incident, where Bakugou ended up getting captured and almost taken over was ten months ago. And on that same day, All Might said that we would pass One for All down to him. “That bastard!” He had already found Izuku. And I know Izuku wouldn’t betray his secret about One For All being transferred to him. I clenched my fist, not caring that my nails were ripping the palms of my hands. “It’s almost four in the morning. I bet They’re both at the beach right now training.” Wasting no time to dress, I put on a simple black T-shirt and threw on a dark maroon cardigan. Grabbing my wallet and phone, I slid them into my pocket as I slammed the door to my room shut. I didn’t even take the elevator. When I got down stairs, there was another woman instead of Fuyukania. Thank god for that. 


“Hello miss, you’re up early-” She stopped and looked at me in fear. Then I realized. I wasn’t wearing my mask. “M-Monster!” The woman cried out in fear, “Get out of here, you freak!” She was shaking like a leaf and I looked at her before threatening,


“All Might is the one who put me in this hotel. If I tell him about this situation, I highly doubt you’ll have this job anymore and you won’t be getting hired and get another job.” Her eyes widened in fear at the truth, “No one wants a person who questions or dares go against the Great and Mighty symbol of peace.” 


“N-No! Please don’t say that! I-I’m sorry! I won’t do it again-”


“That’s right. You won’t do it again.” My harsh glare hardened as I looked at her pleading terrified face. 


“D-does that mean that you won’t tell?” It was almost pitiful, the way she looked up at me with happy watery eyes as she trembled, clearly scared. Sneering, I looked at her,


“It means that you’ll learn your lesson and won’t do it again.” I turned around and started walking away. “I know you won’t. Because you’ll be unemployed in a couple of hours.”

My rage was bubbling up. He said he wanted to gain my trust. I actually believed him. Clenching my fist harder as I walked down the city streets did nothing to make me ignore all the judgemental staring and hushed whispers that were comments on how I looked. A group of early morning joggers we're drinking their special kale protein shakes as they took a break. Then one of the women looked at me and started talking shit about me and how I was an abomination and that I was a heartless monster.And because I was a monster, my sensitive ears picked up things like, 


“Do you see her?”


“Yeah, I know right? Her scales are so scary.”


“But her sharp teeth-wait, is her tongue turquoise? What a freak of nature! I’d kill myself if I looked like her.” The whispers became became louder and I gritted my teeth and turned around and snarled, 


“I didn’t choose to be this way! So lay off and shut the fuck up about things you don’t understand!” The crowd went silent but when they started talking again I couldn’t handle it. When I picked up All MIght’s and Izuku’s scents, I pushed through the crowd and took the backroads until I reached the beach. There they are. I glared and sneered at them as I walked closer to them. Noticing my presence, All Might perked up looking surprised,


“Good morning, young Nozomu! Why are you up this early?” When I didn’t answer right away, he started to look nervous. “Is there something wrong-”


“Don’t play dumb, you bastard! You told me that I was to help you find your successor and protect him. He already has a quirk- because you gave it to him. I can tell. How everyday you’re getting weaker and weaker.” His eyes looked sad, 


“I never meant to offend you. I just needed to make sure that-”


“That I wasn’t a monster? That I wasn’t a villain?” I felt my body pulse and shift as my anger increased. “And you wanted me to trust you.” My chest felt like it was on fire, my lungs hurt and I was starting to get dizzy. All Might and Izuku looked at me wearily. “Yeah and now you can’t even talk to me when my face mask is off.” They both looked away from me ashamed. But Izuku made a small whimper. My eyes shifted to Izuku who was looking at me worried, 


“Are...are you okay?” He tentatively asked as he looked at me with genuine worry, 


“Don’t you fucking dare pity me!” I yelled. Growling sounds came out of me before I clutched my head in pain. My headache was getting worse. It felt like something was coming out of my skull. Taking kneeling in the sand, my body curled itself into a ball.


“I’m really sorry. I never intended for you to take this situation this way. My thought process made me invision the outcome of this situation in a different way. I didn't realise how much you were in a sensitive spot, and that you needed someone to trust you. I was going to tell you, I swear young Nozomu-”


“Shut up!” I released a terrifying lout roar as I stood up. My body was changing. I felt the cells in my body transform and stretch and I felt like I was being ripped apart. Then when the pain slowly ebbed away, I looked at myself. I still had my scales and my eyes, but my ear-fins narrowed and I could hear much clearer. My hands flexed and I noticed my dagger-like fingers. On top of my head were two horns that were brown and orange at the tips. I felt more of my skin peeling away and becoming scales or at least that’s my guess. The skin that was cracked turned into a soft yellow, but I could see the minni scales growing out of the cracks. Some of my skin was turning black, and when I lifted up my hand to feel my face, it was thin and really small scales. And when I crossed my eyes to see my nose, it was different, it was the same shade of maroon as my ear-fins, but looked like a dragon's nostrils.

I started freaking out. My vision became blurry and I felt like I was being suffocated. Then I realised. I was having a panic attack. That my emotions had been held in for so long that the dam finally broke. The knowledge of what was happening only made it worse. Because in my vulnerable state, I could be hurt or taken down easily. I would also ruin everything I’ve tried to accomplish. It didn’t matter anyway, no one really understands, loves, or trust me. I’ll always be abnormal. I’ll always be a freak, an outcast, a monster. A reject. All Might took hesitant steps towards me.


“It’s alright, young Nozumu. Things will be okay-”

“No it won’t! If your own damn quirk told you to trust me and let me help you protect your successor and you didn’t even do that, how is it going to be okay? How can we work together? And what about that time when you took me shopping? Was that a manipulation tactic?” All Might didn’t say anything but when he started to talk, his voice became muffled and I felt like there were bugs festering inside of my skin. “What’s going on?” I started scratching my neck out of anxiousness and pure anxiety, not noticing the tearing of my flesh. My mind was shutting down. It wasn’t good. I shut off my emotions for so long, it seems like all of the resentment, hate and self-loathing came out. My throat burned as I clawed my neck harder. I saw All Might and Izuku’s lips moving, but my head was so full of noises and my own screeches of confusion and anguish, I didn’t hear them. Then my mind went blank. There was white noise then complete and utter silence. I was so grateful for the peace of mind. It felt like I was in a safe spot. A little moment of nothingness and feeling nothing. I smiled as my eyes filled with tears as all the noise went away. It felt like everything was going to be fine. When I felt All Might put his hand on my shoulder, all of the peace and quiet went away. 


“Why?” I shook in pure anger, “Why did you do this? I hate liars! I hate deceivers! I hate  people who act like everythings going to be okay!” I took deep breaths then said in a broken whisper, “I hate that, because it reminds me of the person I’ve been trying to escape. The old me who has taken everything.” Nothing was said until I broke the silence, “I’m sorry All Might. I’m sorry Izuku. I’ll do everything I can to protect you, because that’s my mission.” I looked at them directly, my eyes void of any emotion, “But there is one thing I have to do.” I smacked All Might’s hand off my shoulder then started walking away ignoring his hurt expression.


“I’ll cut off the bonds we have.” I ignored the pleading for me to come back. I knew that this was the cowards way out, but I couldn’t do it anymore. I couldn’t pretend to be a hero, an activist or someone who could achieve equality for everyone because I can’t even be a hero for myself. 

“Don’t follow me. The next time I’ll see you at the entrance exams. Until then...” I looked back at Izuku with an unreadable expression.


“Don’t give up. Keep on going and don’t lose hope.” And with that, I walked away. 


"Don’t be like me." I whispered as I felt tears sliding down my face.

This is Scale's current look.

The poor girl just needs someone to love her. Someone who understands.


Chapter Text

Hours passed by after I snapped and broke down. More people came into town because it was now mid morning. My emotions were so numb. I felt so much sadness and hurt, it was overwhelming. I needed to be free. I needed to take away all the pain. With ill intentions, I set off to the west part of Musutafu city, purposely heading to the unsafe and questionable part. When I arrived I looked at everyone and they looked at me. The thing is, they didn’t say anything about my appearance. After they simply acknowledged me, they looked at me with understanding then continued their daily routines. I couldn’t help but be surprised. There were no disgusted looks, no ruthless judgemental words gossiped about me or even an odd or scared aura around them. My steps paused as I took it in. These people have suffered like me. I saw a familiar face in the crowd and my eyes widened slightly. It was Spinner, the lizard human who was inspired by the hero killer stain and ended up joining the League of Villains. I honestly was hesitant to talk to him. Not only did I look like a deranged savage because of my new dragon features, I was also too emotionally pained and scared that I didn’t want to get involved in anything else. God already hated me. I didn't want to fuck up anymore then I already have. I wiped the tears from my eyes, grounding myself. Taking steady steps and putting on an emotionless face, I walked through the rundown west side city trying to find something I could do. 


The day flew by and I did nothing but people watch and tried to calm my nerves. It was now dusk, the sun had started to set. The sky had taken on an orange and blue ombre color and the clouds were a dusty peach pink. Just as I was about to turn around and head back into my hotel, I heard a whisper, 


“Hey! Hey. Come here.” Looking in the alleyway I saw a man wearing wraps around his face and was wearing a dark hood. He was the definition of a sketchy person, but who am I to judge? He could be misunderstood like me. I decided to go to him and follow him into the dark concrete pathway. It was something so reckless and stupid, but as this point if I got hurt, it would be better than feeling nothing at all. 


“What do you want.” My voice was monotone but grumbly, and he could see the remains of the tears that were welling in my eyes. 


“It was the city people, wasn’t it?” My eyes widened a little before narrowing into slits. 


“How would you know?” He gave me a somber smile as he said, 


“Because it happens to me whenever I take my face wraps off.” We looked at eachother in understanding before falling into an understanding silence. “Here. Follow me. I’ve got something to help you.”


“Sure.” Was my basic response as I followed the mummy wrapped man. He didn't tell me his name, so I just decided to call him that.


We arrived in an abandoned warehouse and I squinted in suspicion. Before I could demand answers on why he brought me here, he said, 


“This is my house.” He looked at me then looked to the ground. “I used to have my family here, but they were either killed or in jail. So now it’s just me.” I followed him inside, only to see a singular beaten up mattress that was once white, buyt because of the dirt and grime it was a dark gray-brown color. There were full bottles and broken bottles of alcohol but my eyes settled on two giant crates in the middle of the room. 


“What are in those boxes?” Mummy-man looked at me with a sad smile. 


“Just something to take your mind off the pain and make you feel at ease-”


“No. I don’t take drugs.” Was my immediate response, 


“Why? Because it’s bad? Because the public condemns it? Why should that matter, huh? Why should their rules matter, when they condemn us?”  He took my silence as acceptance to what he was saying so he continued, “They shouldn't control how we make ourselves feel safe. We have to resort to illegal self medication because they don’t fucking care about us.” Walking towards the crates he continued,

“I’ve found my peace of mind, whenever I take these drugs or smoke them.” He then looked at me seriously, “When I saw you I couldn’t help but see myself. Broken, emotionless, and ahamed to be alive. I saw that pain and the longing to find a place where you can be yourself and still be loved.” My eyes met his forest green eyes and when I sensed the sincerity, I slowly let his words sink in. 


“But when I started to self medicate, my mind was peaceful. I couldn’t hear all the horrible things that people were saying about me. My mind was in it’s own little haiven, where I didn’t feel pain or hurt. Nothing but calmness and security. Don’t you want that?”


“Yes.” I quietly responded, “Yes I do.” Mummy-man looked at me with a pleased and relieved smile. We both knew that I had fallen into his trap. I knew what I was doing was wrong and went against my morals, but I was so desperate for the relief of my emotions and wanting to take the easy way out, I decided to go with it. I felt ashamed but it didn't matter. Because when my mind becomes peaceful from the drugs, I won't have to worry. Mummy-man opened the crates showing multiple shoe boxes. And when he opened one, I saw nothing random pills. He pulled the shoe box out and placed it on the top of the other crate. After that he kept on pulling out boxes. When he was done he told me to look at the drugs. 


“Here, let me tell you about each one and then what you should start with. I’ll list off the lesser stuff.” Start with? It’s very unlikely that I will change my coping mechanism if what I’m currently doing works. After grabbing my attention once more, he started listing the drugs off but I cut him off.

"I don't care which ones I take. I just need to get something." I didn't need to see his face to know that the whole 'kindness' act that he was doing was absolutely manipulative.

 “This is a glass pipe.” He said holding it out to me. “It’s small enough to fit in your pocket so there’s no worry there. You use it by putting the herb in the small bowl then put your thumb on the carb, so it traps the heat that the lighter causes when you go to light it. Also take this. It’s a simple blue lighter, but it’ll get the job done.” The one he chose was orange with swirls of mostly blue, green and yellow. I pocketed the small pipe and placed it in my cardigan pocket. My hand brushed up against my phone so I ended up looking at it. I had a lot of unread messages, but the tag was unknown. Rolling my eyes at that, I took the gallon sized baggies of my newly owned herbs and I stuffed them in my baggy sweats pockets. “Can I see your phone? I’ll put my number in incase you need to meet up with me.” 

"Why would I need to meet up with you?" His eyes shone with amusement,

"Do you honestly think that all of this wouldn't have a price?" I was a fucking idiot, that's for sure. Of course someone would manipulate me like that. But I'm used to it.

“Don’t snoop around.” Was my simple reply as I handed it to him. After he punched in the numbers, he looked at his watch. 


“It’s getting really late. You might want to head back before things get rough.” I nodded in understanding before I turned around. "I'll ask for my payment in full some other time." Fuck. If it was something sexual I'd be done for. I really should've gone back, but the temptation of having quiet thoughts was too good to pass up.


“Thanks.” Was my simple reply before I left his warehouse.

After a while of walking, I decided to sit in an abandoned park and try out some of my new stuff. Not even five seconds after I pulled it out, someone sat next to me and asked me in a tired raspy voice, 


“Aren’t you a little young for that?” I looked up at him only to blink in disbelief. It was Dabi. And damn, the manga and anime did not do him justice. He was hot. Pushing those thoughts out of my mind I said, 


“Aren’t you a little nosey for poking your nose into something that doesn’t concern you?” We had a heated stare off, before he let out a chuckle. 


“You’ve got fire. Good.” I looked at him blankly before saying, 


“What do you want?” He looked at me for a good while before saying, 


“I can tell that you hate yourself.” The intensity of his blue eyes was intimidating almost, “That you hate how you look.” He looked up at the sky lost in thought. He turned back and looked at me again. “If you don’t like how you look, then change it.” His simple wisdom left me puzzled. When the hell would he go out of his way like this. As if catching on to his ploy to manipulate me he said,


"So it seems that you aren't dumb." My eyes narrowed at his reponse, "Do you want help or not." As I was about to decline and tell him to fuck off, he held up a plastic bag full of stuff.


“What the hell is that?” My eyes squinted in suspicion as I scooted away from him. Rolling his eyes he responded, 


“If you help me, I’ll help you.” Was his reply. The way he looked at me was unnerving.


“Stop staring at me like that, it's fucking creepy. And what the hell does that mean? In what way do you want me to 'help' you.” I was starting to get agitated at his non descriptive replies. “At least introduce yourself. You don’t even know who I am-”


“Everyone in west Musutafu knows that you’re the vigilante, Scales.” My eyes widened, 


“But I wear a mask-”


“You’re the only one in this city who has those eyes and a dragon tail like that. Don’t be dumb.” I glared my eyes, but understood his point. “I go by Dabi.” We looked at each other in silence before coming to a conclusion. Before I could say anything, Dabi opened both bags, and sprinkled a little bit of both herbs in the bowl of my pipe and then put the breathing part in his mouth. The tip of his slender pointer finger produced a little blue fire that he used to burn the leaves. He quickly pressed his thumb against the carb. When he noticed my irritated body language he took a deep drag before explaining, “Don’t worry. Follow me and I’ll pay you back.” 


This was getting too sketchy. First I took drugs from a stranger and now I’m going to follow a man home, who literally burns people for fun.

"Why are you trying to be nice? It's not like you." He looked at me and gave me a low raspy chuckle,

"And how would you know if I'm nice or not?" I stiffened up as I revealed a little bit of information. "It seems you do know me. But I wonder how?" We were both silent until I demanded, 

"Just what kind of 'help' do you need from me?" Even though Dabi looked at me with uninterested and seemingly lazy eyes, I knew better. He was giving me a very calculated look as If he was trying to break me down. And when he figured something out he gave me a small smirk.

"Just that you help me in the future." as I was about to reply, he continued, "I don't know what I'll ask of you. Let's find out when the time comes, hm?"

"No. I need to know what your request is." Dabi seemed a lot more threatening then Mummy-man, so I wasn't going to take any risks. 

"That didn't stop you when you interacted with Tsutsuma reta earlier."

"You've been following me?" Dabi sighed,

"All day, Doll. For a dragon with strong senses, you sure are failing. You couldn't even track my scent." I bristled in frustration at the truth. "What type of vigilante can't even cover their tracks?"

"I've been off my fucking game lately, alright! You don't know what I'm dealing with so just shut the fuck up-" Dabi flicked my dragon snout to cut me off, 

"You've got something I want." I placed a hand on my nose as I glared at him, 

"And what's that?" Then he gave his signature grin that usually was sexy, but this time it was eerie,

"You're loyalty. I'll help you get back on track, If you become my ally." I looked down at my freakish claws then back at him. "It's not a lot to ask for," Dabi continued but we both know that that was a really big deal, "Just think of it as you can use me for whatever, but in return I get to use you."

This was bad. This was really bad and extremely wrong. But what the hell did I have to lose?

"Fine. But if you break our deal, or refuse to comply with my orders, I'll kill you." I was absolutely serious and he understood that then replied,

"Same goes for me, but I won't kill you, no. I'll simply just make you suffer." Dabi handed me back my pipe then stood up. After he grabbed his plastic bag he said, 

"Get up. I'm going to change the way you look. And don't you dare say that you don't want that, I know you're feeling like shit." All I did was glare at him and in response he smirked.

"Don't be a bitch." At this he chuckled lowly as he eyed me with amusement.

"Let's go."

When we got to his home, he lived on the top floor of a kind of run down apartment. As soon as we entered his room, the smell of booze and cigarettes hit my nostrils. My eyes burned and because my smelling was so sensitive, I got a headache. “What’s the matter, can’t handle the smell? That’s a little lame, princess.” The smell was overwhelming my head and my headache got worse. Tears in my eyes started to form at my now dry eyes. Dabi looked at me with a blank stare, but I could see the confusion. 


“Yes I can handle it! I just have a headache because I have an extra sensitive nose.” I tapped my dragon snout for effect before I scrunched it up as my bottom lip started quivering. I was trying really hard not to cry. “I’m not crying, be the way. My eyes are just dry.” Was my stubborn response as I tried to keep up with my indifferent attitude. Tears were flowing down my cheeks and dripping onto my shirt.


“Sure you aren’t...” Dabi couldn’t help but laugh at my face, “You look like you’re either pouting or constipated-”


“Just get on with my favor. My head and nose are really starting to irritate me, along with that asshole attitude. If you don't stop, I'll be annoyed. And I can bet you won't like it when I’m annoyed, because I will beat the shit out of you, then-” Dabi raised a black eyebrow in response before saying, 


“Calm down there, Princess. Take it easy.” He started walking to his moderately sized bathroom and dumped the plastic bag on the counter. Hair dye kits, a piercing gun, and all different sizes and colors of piercings spilled out. “I was going to do some stuff, but since you hate your life and how you look, I decided out of the kindness of my heart, I’d help you.”


Wow. Just...Wow.


“Gee thanks, mister! I sure am glad to get your help!” I sarcastically replied before adding, “And I’m not a princess.”


“Sure, why not.” Was his cheeky response as he smirked at my irritation. What a bitch. Dabi turned on the shower and said, “Get your hair wet.” And when I did, I growled in annoyance, “Oh yeah!” Dabi said in mock surprise, "The water’s cold.” I took a deep breath trying to not let him get me before saying, 


“What’s next?” He opened a box of black hair dye and got the brush. Dabi was really good at it, he colored the roots of my hair, the bangs and the back. My eyes wided a little as he reached for the scissors. 


“You said you wanted to change.” I said nothing in reply as he started to snip my hair.

As we waited for my hair to dry after the multiple color layers he put in my hair, he pulled out his piercing gun. “Open up.”

“What? No! It’ll hurt like a bitch and it could get infected-”


“Such a wimp. Only a Princess would be afraid to follow through. And I thought you were a dragon-” I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue after I gave him a nasty snarl. “Okay, okay. Settle down.” He loaded the piercing gun and pulled out my tongue more. He didn’t count or give me warning as he pressed the trigger. I let out a small painful whine in surprise before getting over it. “See? It wasn’t that bad.” I had no words to say to him so I stayed silent. Then I ended up asking,


“Where’s my pipe?” 


“It’s on the kitchen counter. The heat is dead now, but I can light it up for you, Doll.” My face flushed at the nickname, 


“Don't call me Doll either!” He grabbed the pipe and used his flames to start it. I sat on the couch when he handed me my pipe. I started smoking as I tried to ignore my sore tongue. It wasn't really working. But I kept going anyway as I started to get tired.

My mind went blank after a while. I felt nothing. I felt content, peaceful even. Feeling a dopey grin spread across my face, I did nothing but except this false feeling of happiness. My headache went away and I felt my body tensing and spasming before going back to normal. I fell asleep, actually resting.

Dabi eventually woke me up saying that he needed to wash my hair and blow dry it. After I got up and he washed it, I closed my eyes as he ran his fingers through my hair and dried it off. Just when I was about to fall asleep again, he pinched my dragon snout. “Fuck!. What now-” I was cut off as I say my appearance. My Bright red streaks in my hair were gone, only to be replaced by a dark red that was almost black. All of my hair was that color, except for the tips of my hair that were still orange. My hair wasn’t as messy as before, and it made me have a more mature look. I looked like an edge-lord stoner and I didn’t mind. The new scales that were growing had faded back into my skin, along with the horns I had that retracted into my head. However, my dragon snout still remained. I felt no pain because of the drugs, which I was very grateful for. I looked down at my shirt, only to notice that it still had blood on it and was now covered in dye. “Do you have a shirt I could borrow?”


“So needy.” He grumbled as he left the bathroom and came back with a long greyish black coat with white buttons. He left the bathroom after that, and damn. I looked like a badass. I looked like I could kick ass. I looked like a vigilante. I left the bathroom before saying, 


“My body went back to normal. when I took those drugs, my mind shut off. Maybe my brain realized how stressed, angry, and depressed I was, so it tried to make things normal.” Honestly that theory was garbage, I honestly had no fucking idea why my body reverted..


“Do you still feel that way?” Dabi murmured as he picked up my pipe and lit it again. 


“Yes. But at least now I’ve got a little bit of my confidence back. It’s not a lot, but it’s enough to start being who I truly am.” Dabi took another deep drag before replying, 


“And who's that?” His eyes were half lidded before they slightly widened with approval at my answer, 


“An activist. An anti-hero.” My confidence was so low, but I looked at it like this, fake it until you make it. “I can become what I once was before I lost my shit. A vigilante.” Dabi wasn’t surprised, he already knew that I was a vigilante, but he seemed slightly pleased at my change of attitude. 


“Don’t sell yourself short, Princess. There are a lot of people counting on you. You either put one hundred percent into it or not do it at all.” He closed his eyes and sighed. 


“I know. And that’s why I won’t fail.” We both knew it was bullshit, that I was going to relapse again, but neither of us mentioned it because it was nice to believe there was hope. “Fake it ‘till you make it.” Dabi nodded his head slightly as he added more weed in the pipe, 


“Fake it ‘till you make it.”






This Is our dear Scales as she tries not to cry :(                            

And then Dabi said that she looks constipated. What A friend.

This is Scales fresh new look that Dabi (Surprisingly) helped her with.


Chapter Text

It was around four days since I was at Dabi's house and everything seemed so good. Even though it was because of the illegal self-medication, I was more than willing to accept the emotional change. I was still a bitch no doubt, but it was more of a quiet and snarky, passive aggression. But with some situations, despite the drugs, I was still a raging bitch monster.

"I don't give a fuck that you're sorry. Honestly, I'm surprised at myself for trusting anyone so easily. I was stupid enough to even considering you would be honest with me, All Might." He didn't respond for a while as we both sat in silence. I was getting ready to go out and patrol west Musutafu city when All Might had visited me at the hotel room. We didn't speak for a while, but we both took a seat on the bed taking opposite sides. And when he tried explaining his point of view I just sighed. 

"You're mad, and rightfully so." I didn't look him in the eye, but we both know that I was listening. "I would really like to put this behind us and move on. If you can't do it for me, please do it for Midoriya."

"I'm selfish." Was my simple reply as I picked at my nails, "But I'll forgive you." At this All Might perked up and smiled brightly, "But don't you ever think that I'm trusting you again." He deflated but nodded in understanding. 

"Hopefully we can repair things." I could tell that All Might was slightly crushed. Just the thought of hurting someone's feelings and making them sad was painful for him. My manipulative side came out at this realization,

"We can start with me attending U.A. as a boy." All Might looked at me like I was joking. "I'm serious. Here are my reasons. I'll be able to keep an extra close eye on Izuku and the tight-knit group of friends he'll make. Because if people start targeting Izuku, they might kidnap one or eventually all of his friends." All Might sighed then nodded in agreement.

"Secondly, I'll be able to be taken seriously." He looked at me surprised, "Some men still have this mentality that women are weaker and they won't try to fight me at one hundred percent." I looked him dead in the eyes and continued, "I don't like being underestimated." All Might was surprised, but he could see why I would want that. I then added, "I also want permission to leave the campus grounds after curfew so I can watch over the west side of the city." 

"I don't know about the last one, young Nozomu. I may be a teacher, but I don't control the rules that U.A. has." I gave an irritated grunt before saying,

"Try to figure something else then. Because I'll do it either way. With or without your permission." 

"I know you would." All Might sighed. Then he really took a look at me. "You changed back. Is your dragon side something you can retract and re-grow?" 

"It honestly appears when I'm extremely emotional and goes away when I'm completely calm." All Might nods in understanding before saying, 

"How did you get calm?" 

"I use calming herbs to help with the rage." He gave me a warm smile, 

"That's good! You can be a better hero when you're calm and level headed." I nodded before he said, "I know that you've been very reluctant to accept my money but I have come to a conclusion about that." 

"What is it?"

"You could be a partner of a hero. You could get paid to keep a lookout at the same time." I was surprised, It was a really good idea. "But if I'm going to convince Principal Nezu and the hero agency I pick if that's okay. Until then use my money." Instead of getting annoyed with his reference to his money I got an Idea. I could be helping people out. Getting clothes, meals, and other stuff.

"I'll accept it then." All Might was pleased with my answer. 

"Now I really have been wondering. What are your abilities? All I know is that you can inhale fire and change parts of your body into dragon parts."

"I'm really strong too. I can hold my own in a fight, for sure. As for the fire...I can eat it and it gives me energy or I can store it and use it as an attack." All Might nodded in thought,


"Is there a problem?" I said in annoyance,

"No. I just am wondering if I should find someone to help you with using fire. It would help you in the long run." As much as I hated to admit it, All Might was spot on. I did need to figure it out and fast.

"Whatever." All Might looked exasperated with my attitude. But at this point, I think he knew that I was excepting his help, but just didn't say it out loud verbally. 

"I would recommend packing up all of your stuff tonight." I looked at All Might suspicious,

"What? Are you going to kick me out? Fine! I've dealt with living on the streets long enough anyway, so I don't care-"

"No, young Nozomu. You'll be living on the U.A. campus." I was confused. In the show, they didn't build on-campus living until after the USJ attack. Just as I was about to say something, All Might interrupted, "We have a small apartment built for special cases where a student had something going on financially or something else that is just as troublesome or if the student is orphaned." He then gave me a sad look, "It's happened before." We didn't say anything until I heard a faint 'Ping!' signifying that I had gotten a text message. When I picked up my phone, All Might picked up his and looked at me, "We should exchange numbers, in case something goes wrong."

"Fine." Was my simple response as I typed down the numbers he told me. I texted to him

'Why didn't give me more time to prepare and pack my stuff up? I can get it done, but a warning would suffice .'  All Might replied,

'Sorry. It was a decision that was decided today.'  I looked at him annoyed but excepted the answer.

"I'm going to start packing. And when I'm done we'll go." Then I remembered something, "I have one more condition." He looked at me questioningly, 

"What is it?"

"I'm going to need a mini-fridge."

when I was finished packing, I went on the front porch and smoked a little. When I grabbed my stuff and went into the parking lot, All Might, who was still in his smaller form, was waiting inside his car. When he saw me he said,

"Over here!" My eyes met his as a silent acknowledgment and I went over to him. Some people that were in the parking lot smoking cigarettes looked at me and said really mean things. It didn't make me mad though. My mind was at ease. All I could emotionally process was calmness and peace of mind. My chaotic thoughts had when from screeches to bearly there whispers. My simple response was looking at them and snarling as I flexed my claws at them. They then looked at me in horror, which I was now starting to find amusing, then looked away from me.

I let out a small chuckle then went to the car. After I put my stuff in the trunk of the car, I climbed into the passenger seat. "Let's go. Are you ready?" was silent before answering truthfully, 


This is Mummy-Man. I forot to post what he looks like. Just so you know, when ever he's in this story and talks to Scales, try to remember what he says. He may seem like he's not, but he is a vital character. The holes in his face is how he breaths. They're actualy gages.