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The Scars We Have

Summary:

Katsuki Bakugou, Izuku Midoriya, and Yakoa Shrokumo. The three musketeers. Always there for each other, forever and ever. Up until Yakoa moves away to America. For 10 years she was gone, and now 10 years later,she shows up. Changed. She is no longer the little shy girl whose hand Bakugou held. No. Now, she's a confident Feminsist who won't deal with Bakugou's crappy attitude, or Midoriya's growing anxiety. But is that all just an act? What is she hiding that she doesn't want her friends to see? What does her past say? Can Bakugou himself hide his true feelings for his childhood crush?

 

*ABANDONED because I was to lazy*

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Chapter 1: "Hello all the way from America"

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The fires were spreading more and more. Both small and big alike. Yakoa lie in the corner, shivering from fear. He was coming, she could hear him. "Come out little Shirokumo! I won't hurt you to bad." He cackled at his obvious lie, sweeping the room with his bone white eyes. "I can smell your fear." The big villain said. Yakoa froze, holding her breath. No no no. Not again. Please not again. But it was happening. She was back in the building where the accident happened. She could smell the fumes of the smoke, which blocking her lungs. It hurt to keep her eyes open. Please go away! Please. The big villain stopped, turning slowly in circles. Yakoa stiffened more, waiting for the Villains to continue past her. But he didn't. Like he could sense her hiding spot, he stalked towards the little girl. "Found you!" He said as he watched her scramble up.

  "No no no!" She shouted, tears streaming down her face. "Please!" The big villain towered over her, grabbing her by the neck. "Your such a little bitch." He said. She could smell his foul breath. "Your hiding will only prolong your death." He smiled, flashing his yellow teeth. "You'll die just like your brother. Except you'll be inside the building this time." Yakoa squirmed as she felt the big Villains hand slowly begin to squeeze around her neck. She struggled to breath. She could only offer enough to let out a small shriek. She felt a tingling in her body as her small noise became a huge sound. The Villains was propelled backwards. He slammed into a beam, causing the building to shake. Yakoa gasped for breath, quickly trying find a place to hide.

The Villain groaned in agony, eyes still closed. Yakoa's voice ached from that monstrous scream. But she had no time to think about it. She needed to get out of the building. Even though her vision was shaking, she could tell that if she didn't leave now, she would die with this villain. 

  She only had to take a couple of steps to spot the exit. She gasped in relief as she began running towards her escape. But of course, it wasn't that easy. "I see you little Shirokumo! For that little stunt, your death will be more painful than your brother's." She could practically hear him smiling. "You will drown in fire." His voice sent shivers down her spine. She was almost there, almost to her Haven. Suddenly, the Villain thumped down Infront of her. "You won't get away that easily. Your scream was only a lucky shot." He harshly grabbed her by the wrist, pulling her up to eye level. "Fucking dumbass kid." She could feel the heat from the nearby fires. 

She didn't want to die. She would never get to see her mama again. She would never get to talk to her Uncle Yamada on the phone. She will never get to go back to Japan, where her best friends Izuku and Katsuki were. The 7 year old girl let her body go slack, giving up hope. Hello, all the way from America. She thought. Then everything went black.