After that I left the scene but a certain blond, spiky haired, hedgehog decided to follow me and pester me and demand that I fight him. Yeah, A*shole the Hedgehog himself, Bakugo. How annoying. Do you wish for me to lose him? Please do. WHY CAN'T I JUST FIGHT THE D*MN B*STERED ALREADY! Because right now our energy is low and isn't it better to taunt him with our smarts first then kick his a*s later with our strength? I suppose you're right. Fiiiiiiine. I'll kick his a*s on a later date. You're being quite devilish there y'know. I hate you... With that mental dispute resolved I pushed up my glasses and went from walk to jog. Bakugo kept pace. "JUST FIGHT ME YOU B*TCH!" He shouted. I sighed. So annoying but if he falls for this I'm honestly going to be shocked. I thought. I came to a fork in the road and dove into the alleyway, quickly hiding behind a trashcan. Bakugo ran past me. "D*mn where'd that b*tch go!?" He cursed. Wow he really is that dumb. I'm honestly shocked. How did someone even get this far with no knowledge? Even I'm baffled. I'm at least good when it comes to memorizing stuff that I need to know. AND I'M SUPPOSED TO BE THE F*CKING VIOLENT ONE! Also if I was a villain coming to kill him he'd be dead right now. I thought sweat-dropping. Shall I take over for the rest of the day? Yeah sure go ahead. It's your day anyways. I don't care.

I stood up and poked him in the back. He spun around admitting explosions, but he stopped when he saw it was me. I fixed my glasses so the gleam would hide my red eye. "Just for the record. If I was a villain I could've easily killed or captured you right then and there." I said in a monotone voice. "The hell you saying?" He questioned. "If we are talking about Quirks your's is defiantly top notch. But when it comes to being smart as well as sharp with your senses you're as dull as an unpolished blade. I'd like to point out that with nothing but a phone and a knife I was able to score forty-five points maybe more without the use of my quirk just because I was tactful and smart." I said pulling said items out of my pockets. He was getting angry again. I could tell because of the small popping noise coming from his hands. Good, we struck a nerve. Let's see if we can strike anymore of them. I thought a smirk growing on my face. "I'd also like to point out that in all that chaos I was able to take out a massive robot that could've easily killed someone as well as rescued someone while doing so. Knowing that the true trait for a true hero is selflessness I'm sure to be accepted. Of course whether or not I get accepted is little concern for me because I honestly couldn't care less. My dream is to become a hero who saves others for the sake of saving others. Not for fame, money, popularity or anything. That's why I'll succeed in the end Bakugo. I have a set goal for noble reasons. I have the goal of a true hero. Now good-day to you. I must be going. And please do refrain from fighting me or attempting it. I'm tired and worn out from a blast that powerful. That's the second time today I've pulled a powerful fire attack. And that last one was ten times stronger than the one at the beach." I mumbled mostly to myself. I held out my burned hands. "Every Quirk has it's draw back I suppose. See you later...A*shole." I said turning away and waving at him from behind. I stuck my hands in my pockets ignoring the sting from the burns. Hmmm, gonna need some aloe for that. Bandages too. Also well done back there. Thank you. I do try my hardest when it comes to it. Yo do you think we can fire home? Probably not without risking more sever burns. But might I add, we really burned Bakugo back there didn't we?  Ugh. Why are you like this! Anyways...We're going to need that hero costume at some point to stop this problem. True but it'll take a while. And we need to see if we get accepted or not. Of course we got f*cking accepted relax. *Sighs* Fine. But if we don't make it in you know what's going to happen. Yes, yes. But we are fully equipped for that situation. Besides doing the numbers there is a 90% chance of us getting in. I'd say there is no need for worry. UGH THE STRESS IS ALREADY KILLING ME! Shut up will you? Sorry. For the rest of the way home I was in control so I took down the pony tail and took off the glasses so my normal (E/C) eye was visible. It was silent and when I arrived home, it was already sunset. "Ah (Y/N) welcome home." My father greeted. Oh great he just had to be in the f*cking kitchen didn't he? I thought with a sigh. My voices were silent. I walked past him and got the aloe oil from the fridge and the bandages from the cabinet. Still ignoring the scorching pain that was now my burns.

"Still burning yourself huh?" He questioned. I sighed. "And what's it to you?" I questioned. He opened his mouth. "Oh, wait, scratch that. I don't need to hear it from you right now I've heard ten million other times. 'You should use your shadow power. That way you won't get burned and it can help balance you out.' Well sorry father dearest but I'm not using my shadows ever. So deal with it." I growled. I was about to walk out of the kitchen and felt a hand on my shoulder. He was about to try and say something again. THAT'S IT/THAT'S IT! Both voices practically roared. I turned back to him hot air stirring around me causing my hair to move out of my face, one eye was red and the other was a darker shade of my normal (E/C). All of us were in control right now. "I'm sick and tired of this bulls*it. I've already trained with you for the past ten months to prepare for this and whopty f*cking doo there is a 90% chance of me getting in! Do not assume that it makes us closer in anyway! You may be my father by blood, but you're no dad if you treat you're own daughter as a tool." I hissed. "I am your father-!" "OH DON'T EVEN TRY WITH THE FATHER CARD YOU MOTHERF*CKER! I AM YOUR DAUGHTER, YOUR OWN FLESH AND BLOOD. BUT DO YOU TREAT ME AS SUCH!? NO!!!!! I'M JUST AN EXPERIMENT TO YOU! AND THANKS TO YOU MY SIBLINGS AND MY MOM ALL HATE ME BECAUSE I'M YOUR FAVORITE! YOU TREAT ME LIKE A LAB RAT YET I AM YOUR LIVING, BREATHING, OFFSPRING! AND YOU DON'T TREAT ME LIKE I'M YOUR DAUGHTER! SO WHY IN GOD'S F*CKING NAME SHOULD I TREAT YOU LIKE MY DAD! HELL WHY AM I EVEN WASTING MY D*MN BREATH WITH YOU!? IT'S NOT LIKE YOU EVER F*CKING LISTEN! GOOD DAY TO YOU FATHER!" I screamed at the top of my lunges. My eyes both returned to their normal shade of (E/C) as I regained control over the other two and I put my hair back where it was. I took a few minutes to catch my breath before storming upstairs and to my room. I passed by my siblings and my mother on my way. "Out of my God d*mn way." I hissed.

They all looked at me in shock. Typically only mother has the guts to scream at father like that. I slammed my door shut and sat down at my desk staring into the mirror. Two reflections appeared in said mirror. One reflection was a (H/C) haired female with (E/C) eyes. She wore nothing but a red tight T-shirt and black shorts and black combat boots. She also wore a head band and some bandages that went up to her elbows. Some of her (H/C) hair covered up her left eye and the area around in. The second reflection was almost the exact same as the other reflection. Only this one had a flip phone in her hand and the eye that was visible was red. As well as her (H/C) hair was in a pony tail. She wore a black hoodie with red fur around the hood and a red tank top underneath, a black pair of sweat-pants. And she also wore a simple pair of glasses on her face as well as some fingerless gloves that went up to her elbows. "Darkheart, Dragonheart." I greeted my other selves. "S-sorry about that outburst (Y/N)." Dragonheart, the one in the red T-shirt said. "No. Don't apologize for it. He well deserved it by this point." Darkheart, the one in the hoodie said. Voicing my thoughts. "Darkheart's right. I know you're trying to avoid ticking us off anymore but you can still voice you're thoughts about him." I said. Dragonheart's eyes lit up. "In that case." She said rubbing her hands together. "THAT SON OF A B*TCH THINKS HE CAN ORDER US AROUND!? HA! F*CK THAT NOISE! I'LL KICK HIS A*S INTO THE GROUND JUST LIKE THAT F*CKING HEDGEHOG!!!!!" She shouted. "Technically I was the one in control for that. Though if you want I can give you a little dirt on him." Darkheart offered.

My Quirk is special. It's a rare for sure. It's honestly hard to explain now that I'm trying to put it into words. So I actually got Multiple Personality Disorder around the age of four when children's quirks start to manifest. I only had Izuku back then because my siblings hated me. And over time two new personalities started to form inside me. My pent up rage and frustration was what originally created Dragonheart. And with me being high above my age level of intelligence as well as having an Info Broker for an uncle, Darkheart became the embodiment of those kinds of smarts. As I grew older they eventually took form and gained their own styles and tastes. This started more and more when I was four, when I started to hang around uncle more and got madder and madder at Bakugo for picking on Izuku, and my Quirk started to manifest. This Quirk, being a strange form of MPD, was dubbed Persona. There are technically only three of us. Me, Darkheart, and Dragonheart. And each of us was given a Quirk depending on our personalities. Well more like we inherited our parents quirks based on our personalities. Darkheart got my fathers quirk, Shadow. (Though since it is our father's quirk we prefer to not use it unless necessary.) Dragonheart got mother's quirk, Devil's Flame (only the fire and different colored fire aspect she didn't get the body mutations that come with it). And me...I'm the space between. I can use both quirks as well as one other quirk that I can call my own but that one isn't important. I just prefer using fire because once again I don't like my father. Darkheart's a good person but she drew the short stick when getting father's quirk. Not that father's quirk isn't powerful or anything in fact it's probably one of the most powerful quirks you could end up with.

Me and the other two are the same person don't get us wrong. But we each developed different personalities growing up together. Dragonheart is my cocky, hot headed, 'punch first, ask questions later' half. While Darkheart is my calm, manipulative, 'gather info then blackmail' half. And I'm just the one everyone knows on the surface but never the inside. No one knows about Darkheart and Dragonheart except for my father and my mother and one or two doctors. Once my father found out about Darkheart and Dragonheart, and how they both inherited a quirk from either him or mother, he took me to a doctor to confirm it. Once it was confirmed this new quirk was dubbed as Persona, and father took me under his wing. But I rejected him because I just wanted to be normal. And to have a normal quirk. But if you asked me today to trade my quirk for a new one I would say no. Darkheart and Dragonheart are like my sisters. You know, ones that actually care about me. Unless I use a reflective surface I can only talk to them in my head however. If I use a mirror, a piece of glass, even glasses, as long as it reflects an image I can see them. The down side is I can't see my own reflection. Whoever is in charge is the one who is on the outside of the mirror. The other two are the personalities that are locked away. Say if it was Darkheart in control I'd be in the mirror with Dragonheart. So on so forth. Another thing is that we can share our abilities no matter who is in control. I know a lot to keep up with right? Let me try and sum it up.

My Quirk is called Persona. It's basically the Quirk version of MPD (Multiple Personality Disorder). I grew up mostly alone because my siblings hated me and my only friend was Izuku. My uncle was an Info Broker so he always told me these stories and that's mostly how Darkheart was formed. But every single time I ran into Bakugo I only got madder and madder about how he treated Izuku. I always had some anger problems because of my mother and father but having to keep all that anger to myself caused even more issues. Thus Dragonheart came to be. These two being me were able to take over my body and use their own quirks. We're also able to share eachother's quirks so no matter which of us is in control you won't be able to tell by quirk alone. When my dad started to notice me showing signs of using powers he took me to the doctor to see what my quirk was. I was nervous as were the other two because we knew either way, whether he got the results he wanted, got something better, or it ended in failure it would be living hell for us. My father's goal was to create the perfect powerful child. With his shadow quirk and my mother's fire quirk. But he ended up with a whole new type of quirk. It was rare enough to find a child with more than one quirk but to create a quirk that created different personalities with different quirks themselves? That was a whole other level. One of the even stranger things about this quirk is it's reaction to reflections. If I stand next to any reflective surface be it a piece of glass, water, or a mirror it will show my other personalities and I can talk to them directly instead of in my mind. That's a basic explanation without going into much detail about their personalities. Why hasn't Izuku asked about my sudden changes in personality? He's been around me for years. To him it's normal. No one really knows about Darkheart and Dragonheart except for mother, father, and a few doctors.

I was applying the aloe oil to my hands and wrapping them up in the bandages as best as I could. I was always way stubborn to admit when I needed help so I learned how to do it myself. "Anyways I'd like to relax today, especially after all that, but I have a client tonight." Darkheart reminded. "Right. I'm on it. Just give me a minute to find my gloves too." I said searching all over the desk. My hands still hurt like hell from the burns but at least it felt better with the aloe oil. I found the long fingerless gloves and slipped them on. I stood up and did a few stretches. May I take over now? It is my job. Yeah, yeah. It's your day after all. Just don't screw it up Dark. I won't. You should know by now that I don't screw up. I tied my hair up in a pony tail and my visible eye turned red. I slipped on my glasses and opened the window climbing down. It had become nighttime so it was easy to sneak around. I sat down on a dumpster in the back of an alley at least ten minutes early. So I just pulled out my flip phone and started doing a little hacking just for the fun of it. Being an info broker had it's perks. Despite it being easy money if you're a skilled hacker, your life is never boring, and you can use your skills for lots of things. Such as finding out where the best deals for your favorite stuff is and finding out train schedules so you're never late. It's also great for school life because you can know everything about people and use that against them. A guy walked up asking for information he had requested. "Let me see the money first. I'm not a newbie." I growled. He grumbled something and tossed me the cash. I thanked him and gave him the info he wanted, albeit vaguely. He never said I had to make it easy for him. "The information you wanted is within that riddle. Figure it out and there you go. I did my job so you don't get to complain. Good day to you sir." I said jumping off the dumpster. He ran at me but I took him down easily by hitting a few pressure points and a nice kick to the face. I sighed. "I'm better with words than I am with fighting but at least I can fight." I said in annoyance. Geez that guy was terrible at fighting. Like seriously, I felt like I was gonna puke! I know right. Utterly ridicules. Let's go home now. I want to sleep. You always want to sleep but very well. And with that we went home and slept for the day.

A few days later not many things changed. Izuku and I kept meeting up and training every now and then so our skills wouldn't get dull. But Izuku was afraid that he had failed since he didn't get any villain points and instead saved that girl that saved us. We decided to not tell him about the hero points just yet because we wanted him to find out on his own. We waited for days and then the letter came. And I passed with sixty villain points and 55 rescue points. Hey Dark I thought they were called hero points? I must have gotten something wrong. How rare. Either way we passed didn't we? That's something to be excited about! And we got way more villain points than we thought! Yeah! And All Might will be one of our teachers! HOW F*CKING EPIC IS THAT!? Yeah! Dragonheart's right! This is going to awesome! Let's give it everything we got guys! AYE MA'AM! You got it.

That night I sneaked out to the beach and met with All Might and Izuku. I saw Izuku. "Did you get in?" I questioned. "Yeah! Did you?" He fired back. "Hell yeah I did!" I shouted. We high-fived eachother before running down to the beach to find All Might since he had contacted the both of us to meet him. After a close call with a couple. "Congrats on getting in the both of you." All Might said offering a high-five. "Th-th-thank you very much!" Izuku said excepting the high-five. I just stood there nodding. "Just so you know, I didn't tell the school about my connection to you. Either of you." He added looking at me. I nodded again. "Thanks for that. My dad would kill me if he knew." I said mostly to myself. More like lock us in the room. Please don't jinx it. Both of you shut up before you jinx it! I thought. "You're both the type that would think that's cheating, right? I wasn't one of the judges." All Might questioned mostly looking at Izuku. I couldn't care less. I just don't want to be put in the room. SHUT UP PLEASE! I thought loudly. "Thank you for the concern." Izuku said bowing to him. "But I was surprised to find out that you were a teacher at U.A. So that's why you came here, huh?" Izuku questioned. He started showing off his knowledge but All Might cut him off. Before I could get more involved in this conversation I decided that my presence was unnecessary from this point onward so I decided to leave and walk around for a little bit. That walk turned into a jog. And that jog into a run. I always liked running at night. Under the moon and stars with cold wind in my face. Eventually since I was running on the beach, All Might and Izuku caught up to me appearing to be running from something. I wasn't going to question it so we just ran together.