*Shota's POV*

Most of the villains were low-level thugs, I had dealt with way worse. It didn't take much effort to dispatch of them. It was almost child's play. However, Shigaraki was on a different level. He had managed to catch my elbow in our fight and his quirk caused my skin to disintegrate. I won't lie, having my elbow stripped down to the muscle hurt. A lot. But I wasn't going to let the pain get to me; I had 20 kids relying on me and there was no way I was letting a single one of them get hurt, even if I had to die. "You're not bad Eraserhead. I didn't expect you to be so good at fighting, but we can end this if you just give me some information. I won't hurt your students, I just want to know where All Might is. Oh, and the whereabouts of Izuku Midoriya, his dad is here today and he wants his son back." Shigaraki's voice pissed me off. He sounded like he had a sore throat and his tone was perpetually whiney, it got on my last nerve. When the bastard mentioned Izuku, I was instantly even more on edge. If Hisashi was there and he was after Izuku then I needed to get my son out of there even more. I wasn't sure exactly what Hisashi would do to Izuku, but I knew it wouldn't be pleasant based on what Izuku had told me. 

I launched myself at Shigaraki and was about to punch him in the face when a towering black mass intercepted. As my fist landed, it felt like my entire arm was about to shatter from the impact. "Well done Nomu. Eraserhead, meet my Nomu. He's the perfect weapon! Too bad you didn't back off when you had the chance." Shigaraki boasted. I tried to escape from the beast in front of me by jumping away from it, but it was too fast. It grabbed my arm in a vice-like grip and twisted it, shattering every single bone up to my shoulder. I gritted my teeth to stop my self from crying out in pain. I was in agony. I could hear Shigaraki cackling maniacally over the white noise which buzzed in my ears. I wanted so desperately to just pass out from the pain and be done with everything, but I couldn't, I needed to protect my kids. I looked up to Shigaraki, I was going to spit some biting words at him, but then I saw him. Hisashi Midoriya. Just the presence of such a disgusting man made me nauseous. What made matters worse, was the fact that my son was frozen in fear at his feet. Izuku was staring up at Hisashi in horror, his eyes were shining bright with unshed tears. I could tell he was trying to hold in his sobs of terror. He had gone past the point of hyperventilation and anxiety by that point, he was consumed by fear. 

*Izuku's POV*

I never expected to see him again. I had never wanted to see him again. Yet there he was. Towering over me with an evil smirk and murderous intent shining in his acid green eyes. Hisashi Midoriya. "Izuku, my son, how have you been?" his voice brought back unpleasant memories. I didn't like it. I loathed it. I wanted to go home. I wanted to be wrapped up in a fluffy blanket with my Dad's arms around me. I wanted my family and friends to be hugging me and reassuring me that they would protect me. I wanted to be anywhere but in the USJ at that moment. "Are you not going to answer? You know how much that upsets me Izuku." the way he hissed my name petrified me. He wasn't allowed to say my name. Only certain people could say my name. "You know what happens when I'm upset, Izuku, you don't like it when I'm upset do you Izuku. You don't want me to be angry do you Izuku!" His tone became angrier. His voice rose. He was getting angry. I didn't like it when he was angry. Why did he keep saying my name? I didn't like it! I didn't reply to him, if I said something wrong then he would hurt me. I hadn't changed one bit. I wasn't stronger then I was when I was 7. I felt alone. In a little bubble where only me and Hisashi existed. I looked up at Hisashi and realised he was about to use his quirk.

 I was back in my old house on the kitchen floor. I was looking up at Hisashi through one eye because the other one was swollen. I looked away from him and saw myself? I looked scared and young. I shook my head at younger me as he tried to walk forwards. He looked at me with wide eyes which showed how scared he was. I knew how much little me wanted to help, he'd always had the heart of a hero, but I couldn't risk him getting hurt by Hisashi. Hisashi would kill him with no remorse. I would rather he killed me than little Izuku. I was the one who spoke back to him after all. That didn't seem right. "YOU FUCKING WHORE!" Hisashi roared as smoke curled from his mouth. This seemed familiar. Hisashi opened his mouth to let a torrent of flames cascade onto my weak, frail body. But nothing happened. 

I was brought back to the present when Hisashi growled in anger. "OI! SHIGARAKI! KILL THAT BASTARD HE'S ERASING MY QUIRK!" Hisashi bellowed as he glared at a stick thin, kind of crusty, man with hands all over his body. I looked beside the man and saw what could only be described as a monster holding somebody with glowing red eyes down. It took me a moment to realise that it was my dad. My dad was erasing Hisashi's quirk to protect me. My dad, who's face was covered in blood. My dad who's arm was being held at an unusual angle. My dad who was protecting me, despite the fact he looked like he was on death's doorstep. He looked at me with reassuring eyes, he told me without speaking that he was there for me and that he was never going to leave. I looked into his eyes and saw the pain he was experiencing. I recognised the fear in his eyes from my mum's eyes. I hated seeing my dad hurt. I despised everyone who was hurting the people I loved. The people I cared about. I needed to save them! I think my dad must have seen the determination in my eyes because he nodded ever so slightly before his head was brutally smashed into the ground. Seeing that sent me over the edge. 

"Now, where were we? Oh yes, I was about to punish you for disrespecting me." Hisashi said casually. His tone didn't fit the look on his face as he smirked evilly down at me. I was still afraid. I'd be crazy not to be scared of the man who tormented me. I wasn't going to get over my fear with a snap of my fingers. I just perceived protecting my family as important enough to stand up to my fear. Hisashi opened his mouth to once again attempt to activate his quirk, but I was one step ahead of him. I transformed into Dad and erased Hisashi's quirk. The look of shock on his face was laughable. Before he could recover from his shock, I launched my self up using the palms of my hands and kicked him backwards. Hisashi stumbled slightly as he tried to comprehend what had just happened. When Hisashi had steadied himself, he pulled his hand away from his face and looked down at it in surprise. A few droplets of blood dotted his palm. He looked up at me with pure anger in his eyes. He slowly advanced on me as he wiped away the blood which steadily dripped from his lip onto his chin. "Now now Izuku, that wasn't very nice was it. You shouldn't hit your family" he hissed venomously. His words were pretty ironic. "D-d-didn't s-s-stop y-y-you f-from h-hurting m-mum and m-m-me!" I stammered as loud as I could. The smirk on his face only grew as his advance quickened, "Oh, Izuku, you tried speaking back to me. Guess who's going to get punished!". Hisashi rushed at me, pulling a knife out of nowhere. In retaliation, I unsheathed my knives and blocked his downwards swing aimed towards my head. With all my strength I pushed Hisashi away from me and quickly put some distance between us. 

"You little shit!" Hisashi shouted as he tried to advance on me again. This time, I didn't let him get anywhere near me, I transformed into Kacchan and blasted him away with a decent-sized explosion. From Kacchan I transformed into Kyoka and stuck my earphone jacks into the floor so that I could determine Hisashi's location. I could hear Hisashi cursing and hissing in pain as his earthquake-like footsteps stumbled around in the smoke from the explosion. I extracted my earphone jack and transformed back into myself before I rushed headfirst into the smoke with my knives drawn.  

I knew the general location of the son of a bitch, plus my hearing wasn't all that bad, so when I slashed into seemingly nothing with my knife, I wasn't surprised when I heard a grunt of pain from Hisashi. I was quick to dart backwards and transform into a fly before Hisashi could pinpoint where I was. I did so just in the nick of time because Hisashi stabbed blindly into the  space I had just been. If I were human I probably would have sighed in relief. A look of immense confusion clouded Hisashi's face as he frantically looked around for me. I landed gently on the point of his knife before I transformed back into a human and weighed the end of the knife down. Hisashi lurched forward straight into my fist. The satisfying crunch of his nose breaking against my fist made me smirk slightly. Before he could react, I spun around and kicked him in the jaw, sending him flying out of the smoke. 

When I emerged from the smoke, Hisashi was struggling to his feet, a hand gingerly rubbing his rapidly bruising jaw. I looked at Hisashi with disgust, disguising the fear, satisfaction and bloodlust I internally felt. "YOU BASTARD! YOUR JUST LIKE YOU WHORE OF A MOTHER! SHE WAS TOO SPIRITED UNTIL I BEAT IT OUT OF HER! GUESS I HAVE TO DO THE SAME FOR YOU!" Hisashi roared as his chest began to glow orange. He was preparing to let out a huge jet of fire. I tried to jump out of the way but he managed to just catch my arm. All the air left my lungs as I exhaled in shock and fell to the floor in pain. Luckily, when I fell to the floor, I extinguished the flames on my sleeve. I looked up at Hisashi, he was about to release another jet of flames. I rolled out of the way as his fire scorched the ground. "LOOK HERE YOU LITTLE SHIT! YOUR GOING TO DIE JUST LIKE YOUR MOTHER! WORTHLESS AND INSIGNIFICANT!" Hisashi bellowed I'm sure that every person in the USJ could hear him scream at me. The snide comments he kept saying about my mum were starting to get to me. He had no right to degrade the woman he had murdered. His words made something within me awaken. 

It's not unheard of for quirks to evolve. Sometimes it's because a person has been subconsciously withholding their quirks and sometimes it's because a person's emotions influence their quirk and make it stronger. For me, I think it was a mixture of the two. Hisashi had always told me as a child that my quirk was useless and that I would never amount to anything. His words made me subconsciously suppress my quirk's abilities. The way Hisashi spoke about my mother, the way he disrespected her, made anger erupt from me like a volcano. So, it wasn't hard to explain why my quirk evolved. Just because I know why it happened, it didn't make it any less surprising at the time. 

"Don't talk about her like that!" I growled lowly as I rose from the ground and stared defiantly at the piece of shit in front of me. Hisashi seemed a bit surprised at my tone, but that didn't stop the infuriating smirk from spreading across his face once again. "Oh, is little Izuku mad at me for talking shit about his mummy." Hisashi mocked in a childish voice. He pouted mockingly before he began to laugh maniacally, his laugh echoing slightly. My vision turned red and everything faded. All that I could see was Hisashi. Hisashi! Hisashi! Hisashi! "YOU SON OF A BITCH!" I yelled as I stomped my foot. I didn't expect to feel a flow of power as I did so. I didn't expect the ground to suddenly turn into hundreds of hissing vipers, all of which advanced menacingly towards Hisashi. The surprise of the sand suddenly becoming snakes made me lose concentration which in turn made the snakes turn back into the sandy surface they had been previously. Hisashi took advantage of my surprise to throw a knife at me. I only noticed it when I heard the sound of it whizzing through the air towards me. I didn't have time to dodge as it hurtled straight towards my face. 

If it weren't for my unnaturally fast reflexes, I might have been killed. Luckily, I managed to catch the knife before the point to imbed itself into my skull. I felt the sting of my hand being cut open and my hot blood cascading down my arm. I didn't even realise I had transformed the knife into a roll of bandages until the feeling of the metal biting into my skin suddenly disappeared and was instead replaced with the soft feeling of the bandages. "What the heck?" I whispered in awe. "Hisashi! We have to go!" the crusty man shouted from a portal. Hisashi growled in annoyance as he stepped back into a portal which had just appeared behind him. I looked around and realised that the big hunk of muscle had disappeared and All Might was stood by the fountain. As well as Kacchan, Kirishima and Todoroki.

I rushed over to my dad and checked all of his injuries. He had lost a lot of blood and his arms looked terrible. I didn't touch him in fear that I would further damage him. Tears began to streak down my cheeks as I fretted over his body. "Hey, Little Listener, we've gotta take Shota away so that he can get help. We're going to help him." I recognised Papa's voice but had no idea where he had come from. Since encountering Hisashi, I had been in my own world. I doubt I would even notice if a comet crashed through the ceiling.  

I paid no heed as I was guided to the rest of my class and taken to the school where we were all kept safe until a parent could come and pick us up. I didn't answer anybody's questions. I didn't notice when Auntie Nemuri took my arm and placed me in a car which she drove to my house. I didn't realise I was on my bed, staring as the ceiling until I began to cry. The shock of seeing my father so injured and having to face the man who tormented my nightmares had finally caught up to me. I cried myself to sleep once again. 

I really didn't do the USJ arc very well. I don't think I'm the best at describing fight scenes. It just seems so badly done to me, so sorry about that. You guys are really enthusiastic in the comment which I find really funny to read. I try to read every comment and most of them either make me laugh or cry tears of happiness. Anyway, thank you for reading this chapter and I hope you have a wonderful day wherever you are.