3rd Person POV:
"¡PERO QUIERO IR AFUERA!" (Translation: But I want to go outside!)
"Te dije que no. Ahora dejame cocinar,'' Esperanza said with finality. (Translation: I said no. Now let me cook.)
Izuku looked at the pair from the couch, he had done nothing but observe the two since he met them a few days ago. Esperanza was a loving but strict mother, and Leo was hyperactive, loud, and immature. They seemed like a kind family. The apartment complex they lived in was small, but it reminded Izuku a lot of Denki's apartment. However, because it was so small Izuku had to share a room with Leo.
Izuku hated it. Especially now.
Standing up he went to his room, well Leo's room.
"Amaterasu come here,'' Izuku yelled in Japanese.
Amaterasu's ears perked up as she was laying on the floor resting. Hurriedly she went to her best friend's side. Izuku petted her head affectionately with the corners of his mouth bent upwards. He sat down on Leo's bed and pulled out his laptop. If he was going to be in America he may as well take advantage of it. The main base of operations for Jason and the Court Jesters was here, and he was going to find it and bring them to their knees. He was going to get his revenge, he was going to make them live all his pain.
He pulled up a file.
He named it Project: Uroboros.
It was simple. Nanobots would be injected into a person. These nanobots would do three things. Number one, register all pain signals felt. Two, replay all the registered pain signals when new pain signals were registered. Three, heal.
No matter what Izuku did they would stay alive and feel all the pain he was going to put them through exponentially. The pain was going to be ingrained into them, just like it was ingrained into him.
Then he heard footsteps.
Clicking his tongue he hid his laptop and pulled out his music player. He had no real use for it. If he heard a song once he could replay it in his head forever. It was just a nice reminder of Touya. So was his white hair, and pale blue eyes.
Leo barged into the room and plopped down on the floor angrily. He grabbed a box of legos and started muttering the conversation he and his mother had in a mocking way. "Can you believe this? She won't let me outside just cause it's raining.''
Izuku hummed in agreement as he scrolled through his songs.
"...Whats with that collar around your neck?"
Izuku paused and his working arm touched the golden band around his neck. Even after months of being dismembered and disemboweled it was still firmly on his neck.
"It's stuck. I don't like it."
Leo then started to rapid fire questions. "Where'd you get all that jewelry? Like those goggles? Or that earring? Or that bracelet? Or that necklace? Why's you're face look like that? What's with all those scars? Why's your arm like that? Where are you from? You don't sound like you're from here. Did you move here? Where's your mom? Do you have siblings?"
"They were gifts. I don't talk about the rest.''
Izuku didn't say anything else. Silence filled the air.
"So...what is your favorite fruit?''
"Peaches.''
Leo didn't ask anymore questions, and the two of them just awkwardly waited in the room for Esperanza to finish cooking. When she had, she asked the same questions as Leo. Izuku provided just enough information to leave her satisfied while hiding the truth. Meanwhile Leo played with his food, and creating structures with it. Esperanza scolded him just for Leo to antagonize her just enough to get away with it.
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Different Lives, Separate Hells Book 1: Origins (REWRITE)
FanfictionThe Fates and their mother Ananke are cruel mistresses. They had given Izuku a cruel and unfortunate fate. Even as a young child his life was nothing to envy, being treated as a slave by his own mother and stepfather. He learned that life only bring...
