Waking Up

Shigaraki POV

I woke up. Not just from the dream I had but also from everything else. Memories not my own were here, memories of books and stories, whole worlds not my own.

Getting out of bed was not as hard as I remembered, atleast in my own memories, and not those of the older brother. Kuro Shigaraki. Im sure my father felt so smart as he named me that, with my white hair and all.

The house was boring and mundane, with beige and light gray walls. Who ever decided the colors, my father I suppose, wasn't very good at their job.

The stairs were steep, and I was glad that my brother, with his sickly body, didn't sleep upstairs. I opened the door to the right of the stairs, my brothers bedroom, and there he was, still sleeping.

I think he should stop reading so many comic books, and start sleeping instead.

After checking on my brother I decided to go and eat some food before waking him up, he started at 10 30 today, while I started at 8.

The kitchen was as bland and boring as the rest of the house, although my father's gloves were on the table. He wasn't around anymore, so he wouldn't be using them. They were mine now.

That made the soggy cereals taste better.

As I was cleaning up after my breakfeast and preparing my brother's, I saw a pamphlet.

'Control the quirked today'

'Cure the sick'

'Stop the spread'

My mind blanked. Shigaraki, I now knew where I remembered it from. My Hero Academia, a manga I read parts of. It was the name of an antagonist, but this wasn't something from that time.

No, this seemed like it was during the emergance of quirks, if what the pamphlet said was true.

That didn't matter now though, what mattered now was that I was in a story that isn't even real, during a time of civil unrest.

Me and my brother weren't safe, and we could definitly be swept away as victims of an accident. A statistic, something I would not allow.

Now, that my breakdown was over, I realized that I may actually have a power. Maybe the story thing I remembered was just some sort of future seeing, something I am sure my brother has a far fancier name for.

Or maybe not, Im not sure. Honestly if I was gonna remember Shigaraki's name it would have been better if I got a quirk similair to his at the very least.

Well, I could wonder about that later. For now though, I would need to wake up my brother, Yoshito Shigaraki, before I left for school.

"Hey, hey, Yoshito, it's time to wake up." I said, as I was poking him, trying to wake him up. It took a while, but eventually, he did.

"I gotta go to school now, but I made some breakfeast for you."

"Cant you just be late one day? I wanna eat breakfeast with you!"

"I wish, but I already ate. Remember to wear plenty of clothes when you walk to the bus station, ok?"

"Fine."

However much he might try to deny it, now and in the future, I knew he was sulking. And I would not forget that.

The walk to the bus was short, but I still had to wait for about 5 minutes there, and it was cold. Not quite freezing, but it was still colder than I would like my brother to be out and waiting in.

The bus drive was actually quite nice, since they got a new bus recently that didn't sound quite as much as the old one did.

Everything was pleasant until I encountered shitface and his friends. They were the most annoying of all students here, but I didn't do anything about it, even as they pushed me onto the ground, I beating them up would just get the both of us into trouble.

Atleast until after the second class, and slightly before lunch as I heard them chattering among eachother.

"will show Shigaraki to be arrogant." I stopped. "Yeah, Yoshito, really knew how to scream for help, huh?"

He what.

I didn't know quite what I did, but one second I was in anger and the next I had shitface mcgee held up against a wall, choking him.

His little followers ran, I let them, but I didn't let him move. Atleast not until it felt like I was being ripped apart, piece by piece, and my grip loosened enough for him to slip out of it.

"Yeah, bet ya didn't expect that. I have a quirk, but ah recommend that ya don't tell anyone, unless ya want your precious brother ta feel that."

I lunged at him again, and the little piece of shit smiled. I clapped my hand over his head this time, and it hurt just as much as last time, but I held my hand there through the pain.

Until a red film covered my hand, and his head. I saw a light, one of many around me, and I pulled. He was the one feeling pain this time.

I left him a whimpering wreck in that hallway. I didn't feel bad about it. Nor did I feel bad about finding the others and doing the same.

They didn't tell anyone who did it.

This power, well, I think I can work with it. Maybe I can even find a quirk to cure my brother.

I knew might didn't make right, but now I had realized you needed power to accomplish what you wanted.

To change the world I would need power, a lot of it, and I do feel like many would be willing to give it to me. Although I suppose their consent didn't matter to me. Not anymore.

School lunch tasted far better then it usually did, and it felt like a weight, one that had been pressing down on me for far too long, was lifted from my shoulders.

I would succed in bringing about a world of equality, or I would die trying. I mean, who could stop me?

All for One. That was what All Might called his greatest enemy, no? Than that will be me. The enemy of a world where all are not born equal.

School is important, but I could afford to miss some classes, so I did just that.

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Yoshito POV.

My brother came home late today.

It felt like he wasn't smiling like he usually did, it felt far too sharp, far too cold, but that vanished when he saw me.

"Hello Yoshito, can you make dinner today? I feel a bit tired."

Strange, as he usually didn't want me to do anything on my own, without his help.

"Sure, I'll just microwave some stuff from the freezer, is that good?"

"Yes, yes it is."

And with that he left, climbing up steep stairs that he doesn't let me go up or down when he isn't there.

He felt colder.

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Kuro POV

Not everyone was willing to part with their quirk, but in the end, they all did.

Three were willing to hand it over, but the last one wasn't. I suppose handing over something like shock absorpation wouldn't be something he would want to do.

He still did it, but with the added benefit of a broken arm.

Shock absorpation, that allowed me to absorb hits like nothing else, although not cuts, and escalation, that made me stronger the longer I fought, althought it was cumbersome by making me grow larger, were the ones I liked the best.

Well, outside of pain generation I took from shitface mcgee. Turns out it doesn't just create pain in others, it also dulls what I feel, and the more pain I am in, the more pain I can cause the other person too feel. Useful.

I went to sleep with grand dreams of a bright future, with my brother at my side.

I would not allow All Might too take that from me.

The faces of those I stole from screamed at me.