Heroes Need Saving Too (BNHAxReader)

Chapter 156: Not everyone is who they seem they are

Note: The words in italics and parentheses are what the character is trying to say...it'll make sense when you get to that point.

I awoke the next morning due to nightmares before my alarm that was set to go off at eight. I wanted to go back to sleep, but I didn't want to encounter the dark flashbacks from my past again, so I decided that it'd be best if I were to get up and get ready for the day. I glanced to my phone as I walked towards the staircase to see that the time was a little past six. After I did my hair and got ready, I went to sit on the sofa as I picked up a controller off of the coffee table and turned on a video game console. Just as it was up and running, the thought of trying the quirk again sounded more fun at the moment rather than a video game that I restarted for the twelfth time, but never gets old since it's my favorite.

I shut off the game and TV while I put the controller back on the coffee table. Once I was ready, I sat there with my hands on my lap and looked down with my eyes shut, concentrating on traveling to another dimension. After I felt that I was in a new area, I opened my eyes to see that I was standing next to a janky wooden bed, with the new dimension version of me lying on it. I looked around the room to see that it was a small room with only the twin size bed and a chair that was full of clothes, which sat below the only window in the room. The walls were bare and the window, along with the floor, were cracked. The ceiling that was supposed to be white had water damage and stains covering it. I walked to the window to only see trees that were right up against the window, so it was no use looking out to see where I was, but obviously in a wooded area.

I turned around to look at myself sleeping on the bed. She looked to be about the same age as me and had scars all over her face that trailed down her neck and under the black shirt that she was wearing. I looked to her hands and noticed that those too were covered in scars, so I assumed that her whole body was covered in them. They weren't too bad looking since they looked quite old, but they were still a little visible if you were to concentrate on it. Just as I was going to walk out of the room to explore a little, I heard rustling from behind me. I turned around to see that I was now sitting up in bed and was going to get up. She got out of bed, which I then realized that she was lying on the bed with her boots still on, and walked through me. She turned around once she walked through the doorway and looked towards my direction as though she could sense me. I knew then that I should be more careful.

I followed the scar covered version of me out, which I looked to the left to see a small bathroom, to the right of the doorway of the room I was in was another room that was even smaller, which only held a king size bed. In front of the two rooms was a dingy looking sofa that had the back of it against the wall, and in front of that a little ways was a round table with three chairs, and behind that was the kitchen that had seen better days. I looked back to that dimension's version of me, only to see her standing by the table as if she was at attention. She had her feet together and her arms plastered to her sides. The two who were sitting at the table were Aizawa and Yamada, who were looking at a map and pointing at various spots and talking about it as if they were planning something. They oddly didn't look like how they normally would. I mean, they looked the same, but their aura felt dangerous or even deadly.

Aizawa looked like how he normally does with his sort of messy black hair, tired looking, and black clothing. Instead of the one scar under his eye, he and a couple scattered here and there on his face. Yamada looked like I had seen him somewhere before, but I couldn't seem to put my finger on it. He too looked the same, but his expression and manner were completely different since he seemed to give off a merciless sense rather than an up beat or quirky one. He also wasn't wearing his glasses since they were pushed up onto the top of his head, which was probably because the left lens was cracked. Once they took notice of that dimension Y/N and looked to her, I saw her tense up and fill with fear.