Split-Minded! Prototype!

Part 2 - Miracles

Later that night, while Izuku is laying in his bed with the confusion from earlier still lingering in him, he wondered why the hell the Doctor looked so concerned. He put his lamp on, rolled out of bed and shuffled over to a mirror. Standing still he does the same thing the doctor did, feel his hair and inspect his eyes. Noticing no difference Izuku slumps back onto his bed and decides to put it aside for now, after all, tomorrow is another day of wonderful school.

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Izuku wakes up with a headache to his mom knocking on his door holding a cup of tea. "Izuku honey wake up! You're gonna be late for school!" His baggy eyes roll over to his bedside clock and he jolts up.

"Ugh what a nasty headache... I gotta get moving or I'll be late for school..." Izuku thinks to himself while he slumps around the room gathering things for school. In particular he remembers that his Hero Analysis No.9 notebook is now missing. So he whips up another notebook and scribbles the title onto the cover. Not wanting to give up on his dreams.

Izuku changes into his school clothes and doesn't bother fixing up his hair at all. After Izuku gets ready for school he goes into the bathroom and notices his eyes seem a bit darker. But he just chalks it up to a bad night's rest.

"Baby there's some breakfast in the kitchen! I gotta go or I'll be late!" Izuku's mom yells out into the house as she leaves. "Bye~~!" Izuku dashes into the kitchen, stuffs his face and runs off with his bag jumping on his back.

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Arriving at school with only a couple moments to spare, Izuku still decides its a good idea to start working on his 10th Hero Analysis book. But those few moments were enough to let Bakugou take a peek at what he's doing, noticing that it wasn't burnt at all... So it must be another book.

Frustrated with Izuku's determination, Bakugou decides to set up a little surprise for Izuku after school. After all, it was just yesterday that he was supposed to have gotten the lesson.

Deku. Is. A. Quirkless. Loser.

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uring one of Izuku's classes, he feels a strange throbbing in his head. Kind of worried, he puts a hand on his temple where it hurts the most.
"Owwww... What the hell is wrong with me?" Izuku wonders.

The pain comes in waves and sometimes flares up so bad that Izuku can only put his head in his hands and squeeze it as if to keep his head from splitting in two from the quiet suffering.

"This is getting pretty bad, maybe I need to go the nurse's office." Izuku thinks as he builds up the courage to ask the teacher to let him go. But just as the teacher calls Izuku's name, his headache stops... "I don't know whats going on, but I can't back out now."

He explains to the teacher that his head hurts so bad that he needs to go to the nurse's office. But the teacher just looks at him in disbelief. "You seem fine Midoriya, earlier you were a bit nervous maybe but you suddenly stopped fidgeting so much." The teacher says, contemplating, "Y'know what, maybe just go the the bathroom and wash your face or drink some water."

"Thank you sir!" Izuku says before getting up and leaving the classroom. "What the hell was that all about?" He thinks to himself, "All the pain just-" Izuku's thoughts are very quickly interrupted by that sharp panging pain in his head.

Izuku stumbles over to the bathroom and starts to drink some water, but as he stares down into the sink he's drinking out of he notices how dark and red it is, before looking at the mirror ahead of him and seeing his bloody nose. He tries splashing his face with water to clean it but instead the shock from the cold water hitting his face makes him pass out.

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"Midoriya's been away for a while now..." The teacher says out loud, "Uhhhh Bakugou will you go check on him?" Bakugou gets a sinister grin. "Of course teach!" He quickly says before leaving, raring to give Izuku a piece of his mind.

He speedwalks his way to the bathroom, and notices a trail of blood droplets on the floor, guiding him to the bathroom. "Ugh! Who the hell's damn nose was bleeding out here?! It's disgusting!" As Bakugou gets closer he notices a pool of reddish water outside the bathroom.

He's almost concerned at this point, but if Izuku is still conscious, he will teach him a lesson or at least ridicule him for making another one of his stupid books. But as Bakugou enters the bathroom he finds no one. Frustrated he looks around and notices one of the stalls are occupied, but that same stall has the reddest, bloodiest water covering the floor.

"Hello!?" Bakugou asks expecting a quick response, "Is that you in there Deku?"

"No." Izuku's voice answers. "Deku what the hell is going on? Why is the floor so bloody? It's disgusting!" Bakugou yells/asks, ignoring the irony of Izuku's voice saying that it isn't him talking. Bakugou waits for a moment. No response. Bakugou is about to do something drastic.

Bakugou readies his quirk over the stall lock, ready to bust open the door and get some answers. But just as he is about to use his quirk, "My nose started bleeding a lot. I came here to wash off my face. I have a splitting headache, can you piss-off Kacchan?" Izuku's voice said sharply.

Now Bakugou's pissed, he readies his hand once again and blows the stall door open. There Yamikumo sits on the toilet like a ball, his nose is still bleeding profusely, his hair is partially wet, and he is looking very very bleak.

"Who the hell are you asshole?!" Bakugou yells, expecting a reason for why he knew his childhood nickname. "Oh, I'm sorry. I'm Yamikumo." The boy in the stall answered. Bakugou, half expecting a surname to follow, pauses for a moment to process what's happening. But before he can even finish the thought Yamikumo continued, "You can call me Mikumo, otherwise its not fair I called you Kacchan is it?"

Bakugou is stunned, looking at the bloody floor then up to the strange Izuku voice copy just further increases the confusion. Mikumo picks up on this and takes a deep breath. "I am a manifestation of Izuku's quirk." he states, "I am the split personality that formed because of Izuku's desire to not die without having had a quirk!"

Bakugou is too stunned to speak and cant even fathom the idea of that loser Deku having a quirk. He is about to start yelling about how much better he still is, but Yamikumo interrupts his turn to speak. "I know what you want to say, 'Whatever Deku you moron! With a quirk like that, you're bound to become some sort of office worker someday!' Or something like that. Am I hot or cold?"

Bakugou's eyes fire up with rage from constantly being interrupted, but of course, he can't get a word in. "Y'know just because Izuku's quirk is letting me kind of exist in his subconscious, doesn't mean I don't have my own quirk when I do... Take the helm, in a manner of speaking."

Bakugou snaps. He speedily reaches for Mikumo's head, looking to explode it off or something, but Mikumo reacts fast enough to catch Bakugou's forearm before impact. Suddenly and without warning, some of Bakugou's bones in his forearm break.

Bakugou yelps out in pain and writhes around on the floor. "Shitty Deku! What's wrong with you?" He asks. "You were about to blast me in the face. What's wrong with you? Also, its Mikm-." Just before Mikumo can finish his sentence he loses consciousness. After all, his face is as white as a sheet after losing so much blood.

But as he lays there unconscious, and as Bakugou sits on the bloody wet floor, holding his new injury, he sees the green return to his childhood friend's hair.

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(Hey guys its me, took a while to crank this one out. Losing steam fast. Lemme know what you think and if I should keep going)