Hello my loves! This is going to be a shorter chapter, but its a highly requested part 4 to my series. I've been trying to crank out as many chapters as I can, but I have to finish a lot of school, and this is our last week before I am free to do whatever during break. During Winter break, I will be releasing two new books, (Previously published, but with editing and a new plot), as well as a MHA scenarios book. And while we're here, go check out my collab with holyromanDISASTER!
neways, onto the chapter!
Phaedra
"Moms alive. And she's here, in hell."
Phoebe exclaimed breathlessly, her hands on her knees. I stood up in alarm, walking over to her and putting my hand on her shoulder.
"Slow down. What did you say again?"
"I said, mom's alive and here in hell!"
My hand dropped to my side. I desperately wanted to believe her, to know that my mother was alive. But I knew that it wasn't true. Mom had depression and trauma, and she had destroyed her soul, just like my grandmother.
"Phoebe, be sensible. Mom's dead. Nobody wanted her to do what she did, but it was her decision to make. Stop trying to mess with me. You know it's not funny."
"Phae, I'm being dead serious. I saw her. I saw mom. You have to believe me, you have too!"
She tugged on my arm, desperation in her voice.
"Phoebe. You know how I feel about that subject. Trying to give me hope? That's just cruel. Now please go away."
"God fucking dammit, Phaedra! I told you that mom is alive, and she's in the East Wing. Don't believe me? Fine. Go check for yourself. You'll see that I was right."
I paused. Phoebe had a look of absolute fury in her eyes. And she never, EVER cursed. A small glimmer of hope made it's way into my mind.
"Fine. I'll go check. But you better not be lying. If you are-" The anger in my voice died out and was replaced with something more vulnerable. "Phoebe, if you're joking, please tell me now. I can' handle hope like this. Please."
Phoebe stomped her foot.
"Dammit Phaedra! I'm not lying. Go check in the West wing for yourself! Our dads have her. You have to believe me. You have too."
I placed one hand on her shoulder.
"Fine. I believe you. But if you are just messing with me, please tell me now. Please, Phoebe."
"I'm not lying. Go look for yourself. Mom is here."
I didn't bother responding. I slammed open my bedroom door and stormed down the hallway. Servants scrambled after me, ready to meet any need I might have.
As I walked, I ran headfirst into my father, Kuroo.
"Phaedra? Darling? What's going on?"
"Get. Out. Of. My. Way." I snarled.
I brushed past him and he joined the servants in following me, repeatedly calling out my name.
He eventually caught up to me and grabbed my arm.
"Phaedra Kuroo, stop this moment and listen to me."
I yanked my arm out of his grip and turned to face him.
"It's Phaedra L/n. And I already told you once to get the hell out of my way. That was an order."
"Calm down and tell me what is going on!"
"I know you have mom."
Father paled.
"How did you find out?"
I looked over at Phoebe and she was shaking.
"None of your goddamn fucking business. You have my mother and I want her back."
He tried to calm the situation.
"Phaedra, just listen for a second. You are too young to understand. She wouldn't come back, so we had to make her."
"Shut. Up. Mom was never yours. Now get out of my way."
"No. I am still you father and you will respect me as such. Now calm down."
"AND I AM YOUR QUEEN. My word is law. Now get out of my way before I kill you."
He reluctantly stepped out of my way, and I walked even faster to the west wing. When I arrived, I slammed open the door and looked around.
Sure enough, my mother was there, chained to the bed.
"Mom!"
I yelled, catching her attention.
When she saw me, her eyes filled with tears.
"Phaedra? Is that really you?"
I hugged her tightly.
"Yes, it is. God, I missed you. I thought you were dead!"
"I've been here the whole time."
I faced my father who was standing by the door, slightly pale.
"Why would you do this to her? She hates you! What in Satan's name made you think that this was a good idea? Get out of my sight."
He left, and I took the chains of my mother's arms and legs. When she was free, she wrapped me in a tight hug which I returned.
"Thank you, my darling daughter. Thank you."
She started crying, and I hugged her tighter.
I helped her out of the bed and took her to my room where I had her get cleaned up. Meanwhile, I met with my fathers.
"I'm sure you four are aware that I found mom."
They all looked at their feet.
"Listen, Phaedra, you wouldn't understand. But you will when you meet your soulmate. You would do anything to keep them with you."
"That's where you're wrong. I have met my soulmate. And what have I done? Nothing. I'm letting the relationship progress at his pace. Not that it matters. I'm aromantic. I don't love him. Phoebe, Ariadne and Athena do, but not me. And have you seen my sisters do anything to him? No. We can control ourselves."
"Phaedra-"
"Don't Phaedra me. From today on, as your queen, I forbid you from ever seeing speaking or mentioning my mother. That is an order. One you brought upon yourself."
Bokuto started sniffling.
"You mean never? Please, Phaedra, that's way too harsh."
I turned my face away coldly.
"The punishment barely fits the crime. You deserve to be executed, but I'm being generous. Now get out of my sight."
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I stood next to my mother, sobbing. I had rescued her two weeks ago, and yesterday, she made the decision to destroy her soul.
Each of us stepped up to say our goodbye, crying. When it was my turn, I didn't want to let go.
"Mom, it's not to late to change your mind. You could stay with us."
Mom kissed my forehead and hugged me tightly.
"I have to do this. Once it's over, there will be no more pain, no more suffering, and since I will no longer exist, I won't have my memories. I won't have to deal with all the trauma everyday. I will miss you, my daughter."
"I'll miss you too, mom. Your memory will live on."
Before I could continue, the door slammed open, revealing my fathers.
"Y/N! please don't do this!"
I snarled at them.
"I forbade you from ever seeing her again. Why are you here? Get out."
Akaashi bolted up to mom, grabbing her hand.
"Please, rethink this, y/n. It isn't too late."
"No. I want to sleep. I'm tired. Please, just let me go."
Akaashi let go of her hand reluctantly.
"Ok. This is your decision. And for its worth, I'm sorry."
Mom's eyes widened and filled with tears.
"You mean that?"
"I do."
Mom hugged Akaashi tightly.
"Then I forgive you. I only wish it hadn't come to this."
"Me too."
The rest of my dads said goodbye, all apologizing and begging her to change her mind.
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Mom never ended up changing her mind. As she injected the syringe into her arm, her last words were I love you.
When her body dropped, Tsukishima caught it, and laid it out gently on the floor. We all crowded around it with tears in our eyes.
We buried mom on earth, in the same place where she was born. Of course, the hospital was dilapidated and falling apart, but we cleaned up the area and put a gravestone right on top of her body.
Years passed, and on every anniversary of her death, we all went to her grave together, cleaning it up and leaving flowers. It was our tradition until my fathers all destroyed their souls, and they were buried right next to mom.
My sisters and I continued to rule Hell until our sons took over, and my sisters went to heaven to spend eternity with our soulmate.
Me, who had never truly loved him because I was aromantic, chose to remain in Hell and help my sons rule.
In the end, I decided to destroy my soul as well, but little did I know my consciousness was transported to another reality where 80% of the population had superhuman quirks.
I was born to Y/n and Shoto Todoroki, with my quirk being the same as my fathers.
I don't know if my mother ever remembered her past life, but I did.
Unbeknownst to her, I kept my power as a ruler of Hell, and always watched over her. My sisters also came to this reality, but unlike me, they didn't retain their memories.
I lived out the rest of my life in this new reality, eventually getting married and having several children with a man named Eita Bakugo.
It was a good life, and I died happy, but when I woke up, I was back in my original reality, as the daughter of Kuroo Tetsuroo and Y/n L/n.
It was a fate I had to endure for the rest of eternity. A never ending loop, one we could never ever escape.