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Just a few years ago was the last time that Izuku looked at the earth. Every day after that one was spent training, eating and sleeping according a schedule managed by aliens, that most called Black Holes. For the reason that they swallowed the life that humans once knew, sucking them into a new one, for which they never asked.
Izuku decided to choose the option to become the captain of a spaceship, bringing humans from colonies to colonies. Because at least then he’d be able to help others, even if it would be something most didn’t consider a heroic act. Arduous tasks, rigid time tables, bland food that felt weird in your mouth, huge amounts of stress under the watchful eyes of Black Holes later and he’d made it. Izuku stood in line inside the auditorium of the building he had been caged in for the last 3 months to prepare for this very moment. Countless unfamiliar faces filled up the space in similar rows to the one he made a part of. But there was one face that he would always be able to spot and recognize, and as he turned around, there he was. Bakugo had tried to position himself as far away from Izuku as possible, but just as he was about to walk away, he was put back in line behind of Izuku. Cursing under his breath about how he deserved tot least stand in front of the supposedly idiot that was Izuku, the Black Hole on the podium cleared it’s throat and unhinged it’s jaw to start speaking in human language.
These aliens could talk in any language they wanted, but they had also engineered this device to allow others to hear their native language, therefore creating a seamless conversation between creatures that might’ve never even thought the other existed.
As they listened to the robotic sounding machine talk, Izuku wondered how his life would be from now on. After this day, he would be a real captain of a spaceship, not thinking about hypothetical situations in his bed at night. The light circles under his eyes revealed many nights like these. Space held itself silent at all times and even spaceships wouldn’t disrupt the quiet this vacuum had created. It was weird, to say the least when he first rode a spaceship. While looking out his window, he’d seen nothing but stars, darkness that wasn’t as dark as he’d expected, loose rocks floating around and little galaxies that the bare eye could detect.
But most of all, he’d heard nothing. Even now as his legs began to hurt from standing here so long, nothing except for the machine plastered on the Black Hole made a sound.
He hadn’t been able to speak to Bakugo a singe time after they’d left earth, having stayed close to each other in case something terrible happened. He wondered if he would be able to once again hear Bakugo’s voice.
Everyone in the auditorium got out quickly after they’d been dismissed and ordered to search out their spaceship on the landing field on top of the building.
Izuku turned around and was met with someone he didn’t know. He whipped his head around while his cheeks flushed from embarrassment in search for those spiky locks of blonde hair. Soon enough he spotted them near the entrance and Izuku sped to them as fast as his aching legs could take him. In this chaos, Izuku felt as if it’d be life or death if you ended up alone. Most had either befriended the ones close to them or had already, just like Izuku and Bakugo, known each other before coming here. A few seemed to be on their own, but that was bound to happen, Izuku just hoped he wouldn’t end up like that, again. The loneliness would consume him whole.