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Toshinori hovered over the small form of the sleeping baby.
It was so tiny.
He just wanted to help it grow up.
He wanted the little baby to grow up big and strong without all the medical issues he was currently going through.
All for One had admitted that he couldn’t sense a quirk in the child.
Toshinori didn’t want that child to go through what he had to go through, growing up without a quirk.
It had only become worse in recent years, he knew. The quirkless were not treated well.
It…
It might help the little one to grow up with a quirk, even if he couldn’t use it till he was older with some muscle mass.
Carefully watching the cameras in the room, Toshinori punctured his thumb with his one sharp fingernail and dripped a dot of blood into the child’s mouth.
The child didn’t wake.
Toshinori sat back down in the chair next to the bed.
He was surprised that All for One had let him watch over the baby for a little while, but he supposed that even supervillains needed their rest once and a while.
Absently, he knew that he was breaking the supervillain’s trust but he didn’t really care.
He wanted to help this little baby, by any means necessary.
Sure, he knew that the little one wouldn’t be able to use the quirk well until he was older. There was too much of a chance that the baby would hurt itself if it tried to use it too early.
But babies couldn’t activate quirks anyways, it’d be fine.
Slowly, Toshinori drifted off in the chair.
Everything would be fine.
Toshinori woke to a boom.
Blood and organs were splattered all over the insides of the incubation table and the wall next to it.
Toshinori swore as he stood up.
Nurses swarmed into the room, giving him suspicious looks and pulling him away from it into the centre of the room.
All for One ran into the room, pushing Toshinori aside to see his child. Not that there was anything left to see. All that was left was a mess of glass, organs, tubes, and a singular sunshine hat.
All for One visibly disappeared. He was gone.
All for One slowly reached forward and pulled the tiny sunshine hat out of the mess of blood and organs, holding it close to his chest.
He swivelled to Toshinori, “You took away my child. You were supposed to watch him,” he said in an eerie, emotionless monotone.
“No. No. I didn’t do anything,” Toshinori insisted.
But he did.
This was all his fault.
All he wanted to do was help the child, and now, all he did was destroy it.
And with the death of that little child, went any chance of All for One’s retirement.
“How else did this happen, then? You were the only one in here,” All for One asked, a little bit of emotion seeping into his voice.
Toshinori didn’t have an answer to that.
It was all his fault, but he didn’t particularly feel like dying today.
“I don’t know!” Toshinori cried out.
“You’re lying to me,” All for One said in the same monotone from earlier.
Toshinori’s vision went dark.