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Her Healed Heart

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(HELLOO this is a Leo x fem Reader/ Raph x fem Reader) (2012-2016 turtles in mind) Kinda angst, but over all its happy! (kinda) Anyways, warnings: Fighting (Physical), Yelling, crying, cursing

        Raph sat panting and grunting with each fist he threw at the dummy hanging in the dojo. He was so concentrated that he failed to see the girl slip in with a tray of snacks and a water bottle. Y/N took a seat in the corner of the dojo, not wanting to interrupt his concentration. She watched in awe as his muscles flexed with each punch and beads of sweat dripped down his shell and onto the mats below. She could see his mind racing, replaying past fights, moments where his family was in danger, April, Mikey, Donnie... and unbeknownst to her, the memory that got his blood boiling, was when he had to watch her dangle from the hands of Shredder. It enraged him, the fact that he was too weak to protect her, watcher her fall 5 stories, until his idiot leader of a brother swept in and saved the day.  Lost in his little world, his punches got more aggressive, sloppier, and deadly. Scaring both, the dummy was sent flying into the tree that had grown from the grounds of the sewers. "AGH" He screamed in frustration, eyes locked on the dummy that was now embedded into the tree. "stupid fucken Le..." He bit his tongue the second he saw her sitting there. "Y/N?" His was flushed, due to both his breathlessness and the fact that she had caught him in such an outbreak.

There she sat, her eyes refusing to leave the placement of the dummy, "Amazing" she mumbled marveling at his sheer strength. Her eyes held nothing but admiration. She let out a soft eep when she finally met his eyes, "Sorry... I brought you a snack" She smiled at him, gesturing to the tray next to her. "You've been in here for hours, and you need to keep hydrated!"

He only continued to stare at her, allowing his brain to process what was happening. "uh Right," He quickly sat down in front of her, eyes refusing to leave the tray. "Sorry, for not noticing you earlier" He whispered before moving to bring the food to his lap.

"It's fine!" She smiled, watching him as he brought the half sandwich to his mouth. "It's spicy tuna with chili paste spread on the bread.... I know you like it spicy" Raph could feel his face heat up slightly, she had remembered his favorite food, the exact way he liked his sandwich, and she had noticed that he hadn't left the dojo all morning. "Oh and a new bandanna, thought you might want to change your sweaty one" And she knew how much he hated the feeling of a wet bandanna, it was the only thing he hated about training. With a small blush, he extended his hand and gently took it from her small hands. Gently running his fingers over the fabric, still slowly chewing. With a thick swallow, he returned his gaze to her.

"You like me or something doll?" He half-jokes, half-praying she did. He watched as her face began to turn a shade of pink, softer on her skin tone than when it appeared on his. He adored everything about her, from her soft y/e/c, to her delicate nose, and the shade of lip gloss she wore. Oh, how he envied it, to be allowed to sit on her lips all day and be complimented for it.

"Raph... what... how.. no wait" She waved her hands around, trying to clear her thoughts for a second... "Have you ever thought about getting into a relationship?" He raised his head and quirked an eyebrow at her question.

"I guess.... never really thought that it would be an option for me..." He huffed, setting the empty tray back on the floor before crossing his arms. "I mean, I'm a giant mutant turtle with anger issues... nobody's ever, really wanted that I guess" His mind was now reeling with all his insecurity... ones he's kept buried deep within the wall of his emotions, set to never be let out. But yet, she had broken it down so easily. It was as if he wanted to be vulnerable with her, he wanted her to know every little detail about him. "I mean, I have this cold scaly skin that's fucken green, I have anger issues that always end up with me wanting to hurt someone..."

"I like your green skin, it's cool and feels nice when you rub against it... I like your temper... it shows how much you care for your family and friends" She leaned ever so closer to him, allowing the heat from her skin to clash with his cool temperature. "If you didn't... I'd think you'd be okay with letting your family be harmed, but you're always the first to protect them" She gently reached for the top of his hand, but pulled back when she got too close, "You haven't been loved properly by another person... because of how your family was treated in the past..." with a huff she looked up into his bright green eyes. "I-I'd like to be that person..." There she had done it. She had confessed and now with her heart in her throat, she waited... and waited... and waited...

While her hope was dwindling fast, Raph's mind was speeding up.... She had liked him back, like actually wanted to be with him, he couldn't believe it. Was the universe testing him? Was he allowed to accept something so selfish? to take her away from a man of her own breed? He was struggling, his mind at battle with his heart, and oh so badly did he want his heart to win. "I...I uh"

"I-it's Okay Raph, I understand if you don't... feel the same." She held a soft smile, but yet a world of pain surrounded her.  "I-I'm sure you prefer a girl like April! Pretty, in shape, feminine" She sighed.  Her words snapped him out of his daze, hearing her talk in such a way broke his heart.

"Wait! No no no... I don't find you attractive... No wait Fuck!" He messed up, to miss such a crucial word. He thought she was beautiful, and Angle sent as a gift for him... and yet his chance was here but he screwed it up. "Y/N listen I meant" He tried to rectify his misspelled words but she only stood, facing away from him.

"I-It's okay Raph..." She had tears flowing down her cheeks, but her smile was still bright. "I mean... you're a super hero" She laughed running a hand through her hair. "I can understand your higher standards" His heart dropped, and she smiled while accepting his accidental rejection. He couldn't let her walk away, not like this.

"Y/N wait please!" He tried to get up as fast as he could but struggled with his shell hitting the wall. How could he be so stupid, quite possibly the only girl he'd ever meet who found him attractive.... and he's made her cry. "Please, stop" He made up his ground and quickly grabbed her arm before she could walk out of the Dojo... "I do... I uh" 'Damn it Raph come on!' he screamed in his own head.

"Raph... Please don't feel obligated to return my feelings simply because I'm crying" She glanced down at his hand that firmly grasped her wrist. Her eyes were bright red and her face stained with tears, fresh ones replacing them by the second.  "I... I can take a rejection Raph... but please don't make it worse"

"Please Y/N just look at me please, Let me find my words" He squeezed the slightest bit tighter, still making sure her wrist was unharmed.

"Raph... I accept your rejection... I understand Okay?" Her tone was a little harsher, proof that her heart was indeed broken... Raph quickly moved his hand to her shoulder, allowing him to turn her around to face him, but he never got the chance to. As he began to gently tug on her shoulder, another green hand was placed on her other, keeping her from moving. Eyes looking up from Y/N, he was met with electric blue eyes staring back at him.

"Raphael... You've done enough" The beautiful leader in blue, his older brother, his greatest competition... Leonardo. Of course, where Y/N was Leo wasn't that far behind, they were best friends... enjoyed the same shows, the same foods, same color... but yet she stood there confessing to Raph...'And not me' Leo's heart hurt at her tears... He knew of her feelings for his hot-headed younger brother... and it hurt him every time she spoke so fondly of him. "I'm assuming she confessed?" With quick hands and a gentle tug, Y/N was settled into his chest, comfort, and safety.

"Get lost Leo... this doesn't involve you" Raph was angry now, how dare Leo stick his damn nose into his business.

"It does when My best friend is in tears..." He growled, moving softly to pick Y/N up princess style.

"I DIDN'T MEAN TO" Raph roared. So many emotions running through him, anger, embarrassment, regret, love... but yet he couldn't decide which one to allow to take control. However, he didn't get another word out because Leo was already long gone.

(Mini Time Skip)

Raph sat pacing the Dojo...he hadn't left... not after seeing Leo run off with you like that. He grumbled and huffed, he needed to fix this.... for once he had the chance to get the girl. And he'd be damned if he didn't try.

"Her favorite flowers are Gerbera diasy... she likes them because they remind her of you..." With a sharp turn, Raph was face to face with Leo once again... "I convinced her to come back here in like 30 minutes... prep for it" That was all he had to say, he left shortly after... 'He helped me' Raph was thankful for his brother's intel, of course, he did, he wanted them to be happy.

(Another Time Skip)

Raph sat at the kitchen table, white Gerbera diasys in hand and a nervous look on his face. "You got this... You got this" He tried to hype himself up, paper with the words he wanted to say squeezed tightly within his hand in case he got tongue-tied again. He was physically shaking... and it only got worse when her light footsteps caught his ears. "Y/N" He whispered out as she walked through the kitchen entrance.  He didn't miss the way her eyes narrowed, still red from her crying.

"Raph I" She tried to speak but he had the courage to he had to speak now.

“Y/n… I’m sorry for* with hands dragging down his face, how could he have messed up so bad, “Please, that time in the Dojo... I messed up! I couldn’t find my words” He gently lifted her chin. However, her eyes remained narrowed. "I can't give up.... not when I'm this close to getting the girl" He gently held out the flowers. "I... I like you Y/N so much" he watched as her face slowly began to lighten... "Y-You.. Ugh, You left me awestruck dammit! To think a girl like you wants me!" He was out of breath... panting in the still room as she continued to stare at him. A small smirk slowly took the place of her frown... reaching for his hand, she held it tightly within her own.

"Was that so hard?" Her voice was snarky, but yet it was music to his ears.

"Yeah actually... it was" He huffed before bringing her close, holding her close to his chest. Staring down into her eyes... "But I'll never have to do it again so I'm happy" He laid a gentle kiss on her forehead, allowing his lips to linger... enjoying the touch and smell of her hair on his nose.

'Perfect... she's happy and that's all that matters' There in the corner, Leo stood. The fearless leader never showed sadness, but he allowed the tears to flow... Within the clasp of his hands were her true favorite flowers, Red Gerbera Diasys... Not white, Red. 'Their fiery color reminds her of you... Idiot' He silently scolded his brother from within his mind. He was gonna make a move, had a plan all set but instead he chose to watch. Watch as Raph gets the girl, watch as his only chance goes out the window... He watches as her heart is healed, and no matter how badly it hurts, how much he'd cry seeing them together... However many pieces it took for his heart to break into, as long as she stayed whole, he was satisfied. 'Be happy... I'll always be here when you need me' With that, he walked away unnoticed, and with a dissension, he'd regret for a lifetime.

(Okay... Leo is my favorite so it kinda hurt making this But ugh, felt like i had too. HOPE YOU ALL ENJOY!!!! I'LL CATCH YOU ALL LATER )

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A radiating sun within the Cosmos.

pt2 of a shooting star

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Okay... it's been pretty rough... I tore my ACL so I won't be able to play my senior year... It sucks, a lot, especially when I've played this sport for nearly 14 years of my life and the final year I can play without a care for scholarships or anything is gone. The reality that I could have very much kissed my sport goodbye is still settling in, BUT! I will be back to normal... hopefully within 7 months so yeah, but! Anyways getting off track, Okay, so this was a request and I'm sorry it's not exactly as requested. Some fluff seemed like it was in order! SO ENJOY THIS PART 2 OF SHOOTING STAR! Tanjiro X Inosuke younger twin sister (Blood, cursing, killing demons, mention of sex, and abandonment issues)\ haley chambers thank you for the request!

Within the rooms of the Butterfly estate, Y/n was sitting, her deer head resting in front of her. She was humming a soft tune to herself, brushing out her hair and smoothing out her skirt, ensuring no wrinkles. She was getting ready for her first official date with Tanjiro. Having been traveling rather constantly for a near year, Tanjiro promised her that their official first date would be extravagant. They had shared kisses late at night, cuddled close to one another as the storms passed, and he's even had his ass saved by her more times than he can count. "Okay... Okay... First date... ever," She was a blushy, giddy mess. Sure she'd traveled through the village from village, men fancying her, trying to court her, or just fuck her. But Tanjiro was different... His aura was so pure, no ill intention shone behind his smile, not sex-driven, greedy... he looked at her. Not her body, her face, her high rank... no he was loving her soul.

"He's the one" she whispered, gently petting the decapitated head. Shinobu couldn't help but chuckle, smiling from the doorway. She was expecting to have slightly startled Y/n but alas she was always on guard and could sense her approaching from a mile away. 'Poor girl' she couldn't help the small pitty that developed for the undercover Hashira, knowing of the heartache she's accounts but never getting the fame the others possess. This was her first date...

"He sees me! not anything but me!" She rose to her feet quickly, running to meet Shinobu at the door, "I'm not a Warrior or a Slayer!" She giggled, "To Him, I'm a Lover!"

"He is a good pick," She nodded in agreement with the girl. She had never seen her act like this before... The typically calm and collective girl was so flustered... acting like a teen. It was refreshing, to see her interacting with other teens and even pursuing a relationship. 'Just gotta keep her occupied for a few more minutes' she hummed, trying to fulfill her promise to her older brute of a brother who was currently interrogating the 'perfect' boy. (With Tanjiro)

"KAMABUCHO!" Tanjiro swallowed tightly at the serious tone of the Boar masked man. He could smell the aggressive radiating off the boy... "Why her?" low and deep, growling and rolling the R. His face was hidden but his snarl was evident.

Tanjiro took a deep breath... unsure how to word his sentience to avoid outrage. He clenched the side of his slacks once smooth to the touch now wrinkled. His collared shirt felt as if a boa construct was wrapped around his neck. And his sword, which was securely strapped to his hip was quite tempting to draw as an extended means of protection from the boar boy. "W-well I,"

"WHY DID YOU FALL IN LOVE WITH HER?!" Inosuke said, not even allowing the redhead to defend himself... "SEX?" He was now crawling across the table that separated the two, reaching his hand to grab Tanjiros collar tightly, wrinkling that now as well. Holding it so tight his knuckles had turned white... "Gonna fuck? HUH?? USE HER AND LEAVE!?" His breath was heavy, puffs coming out the nose of the mask making him all the more intimidating. However... he wasn't quite sure where this sudden hatred for his best friend had come from... Tanjiro was the man he trusted most... and to have him marry the woman he trusted most made sense but... the idea of him taking her away. He had done everything with his sister... been through hell and back with her... he was scared, "Gonna take her away?? Leave me behind!? HUH!?"

As his words spewed... Tanjiro's eyes widened in realization... Inosuku wasn't mad at him... he didn't hate him... he was scared... scared that Tanjiro would take his away from him, destroying their found family. "Inozuke..." His voice was soft, talking as if the boar-masked man was a wild animal, hurt and scared of the storm.

"G-gonna leave us... take her away from me," The gasp that left him was so soft, feeling Tanjiro's hands covered his... his grip instantly loosening as he stared at Tanjiros soft smile and kind eyes.

"We... are not going anywhere," He refused to tear his stare from the dead eyes of the boar, "We are staying right here... with our family," with a gentle tug, Inosuke released his collar, and allowed Tanjiro to reach and remove his mask. Faced to face with the beautiful man, his eyes watery and his breath rather ragged. Since meeting them... he had always considered him a brother, loved him like one, needed him like one. Even before he had fallen in love with Y/n. "You are my brother... and... If I'm with Y/n... I can just officially call you that," His smile was bright, shining in the dim room of the butterfly estate.

"Like... the damn sun," Inoske always compared his sister to the cosmos, colorful, powerful, elegant... at least that's how she would describe them, so with his own recognition of that, he had demanded her to give him a role in her cosmos. Remembering her soft giggle as she thought hard about his role, He was more than elided to be called the comet. Raging without fear and abiding by no rules, taking on anything that dared to cross its path. 'If he becomes the sun..." He placed each person in a place... Nezuko as the Moon, opposite of her brother, and Zenitsue as the stars... that left the sun... 'He... completes our universe' the thought caused a smile to spread across his face. All the pieces were set in place... their roles perfectly matched to them, a brilliant revelation. Now, he was never considered the sharpest tool in the shed but he understood his sister better than anything, how she'd think, act, but he never completely got the comparison, she had even compared their mother to the Big Bang that supposedly created the world like how she created them he never understood... but here... in this moment... it all fell into place.

"I love her... and I can't wait any longer," Tanjiro confessed, his words, the way he phrased them caught the beautiful man's attention. "I want to be her sun! as you call me," he muttered, fidgeting with the delicate object resting in his pocket, "I want.. no NEED to be in her galaxy!" he held no shame, no hesitation... no fear... "I'm going to ask her to marry me!" He stared into Inosukes green eyes, "I need her to be mine forever!" He knew what was approaching, the battle that could very much well cut their time short, life was too delicate right now, and he could never forgive himself if he didn't capitalize on this chance.

He internally panicked as Inosuke went still, his scent changing drastically, from calm to pure excitement. He chuckled at the loud laugh and cheers that came from his friend, "HAHA KAMABUCHO I LIKE HOW YOU THINK!" He grabbed Tanjiro's shoulders tightly shaking him violently, back and forth several times before hugging him, "BROTHER!"

"Brother..."

(TIME SKIPPP) Y/n held Tanjiros hand tightly, blood coursing through her veins as small splatters of blood coated her form. Her skirt was ruined, ripped, and stained, and her hair was no longer pretty. Instead fuzzed and crazy, hair tie broken and knotted with clumps of blood and dirt. She glanced over at Tanjiros form, whose eyes were closed and his head tilted toward her. His shirt was singed and ripped, his pants no longer pressed sleek, and his chest rose and fell with struggle and a soft wheeze. "Y-y/n?" He groaned, moving to sit up off the forest floor, shivering at the blood that soiled the land in front of him. A little price to pay to rid the village of its demons.

"Yes?" She chuckled, sitting up as well... having joined the exhausted Tanjiro on the ground after he had collapsed. She, however, was still fully energized, adrenaline pumping. "Wasn't that fun? We killed bad demons and saved the village! What a date!" She giggled, looking over to him. 15... she had slayed 15 demons in 10 minutes... to protect the villagers and her boyfriend. Hell, she even killed the 2 he was struggling to deal with so chalk it up to 17. "Tanjiro?" She gently lifted her hand brushing his hair away from his eyes, smiling as he opened them cooing at the beauty of them.  Before she used her thumb to rub away some of the grim that had coated his face.

"My girlfriends... a god," he muttered eyes staring at her... the moonlight catching her perfectly, her eyes shining with the remnants of her breathing style... her y/c/e had such a shine to them like a galaxy was shrunk and gifted to her, her eyes... he found... was the place he'd like to go when he dies. Calm, beautiful... and still with her.

Y/n tilted her head softly in confusion, "God?" She only tensed slightly when his hand reached and took hold of her face... her only response was to lean into it... He simply just admired her. Whenever they would fight together she'd always have that Deer Skull cladding her face, never had he been able to gaze upon her beauty whilst in battle. Countless times while clashing with the demons, he found himself watching her... watching as she'd slice the head of one, then taking a moment to say a prayer and write a simple symbol where the demon's body fell. He was so lost in her that he hadn't even realized his hand was moving to cradle the back of her neck, "Tanjiro?"

"My...god...beautiful...perfect," He didn't know why god was the word to describe her but she was... she was elegant, powerful, beautiful... and dangerous just like one. How strange... He always used to describe Inosuke as a monster... aggressive, angry... powerful... but could gods and monsters be related? Could such a revenge beast share blood with one so elegant? "My God," he whispered before pulling her in and connecting their lips. He felt her tense slightly before slowly melting into his lips... He pulled her deeper, with his other hand remaining on her cheek. She also felt as he melted into her, the feeling of her strong arms wrapping around his neck. Warming his soul and heating up his entire body... their movements were slow and passionate... neither wanting to break away from the other's love. Bodys held so close they were practically one, holding each so tightly, as if the lettering go would kill them on the spot.

With much resilience, Tanjiro only pulled away when he felt himself become light-headed from the lack of oxygen but even as he pulled away he didn't move far. Resting his forehead against hers, lips only centimeters apart breathes molding with each pant of air from their lungs... "Ah... Hi," His eyes were dazed and airy, refusing to leave hers, cheeks a ruby red with heat to them.

Y/n couldn't help the giggle that left her throat, a soft "hello," following suit. She could still feel the tight grip his hand held on the back of her neck, squeezing softly every now and then as if reminding himself that she was real... that she was his. "Tanjiro?"

"Marry me," He whispered, but in the silence of the forest, it was loud and blaring.

"W-what?"

"P-please?" he hesitated, "I already asked Inosuke," It was a small detail, one most would overlook, but he knew it was important to her. She couldn't help her breath hitching, realizing he had remembered such a meaningless conversation. They were sitting at that inn, the night late, and everyone sleeping soundly... except for her. She remembered how she couldn't sleep, no not after encountering the demon with the rainbow eyes. One she had been running from... his face, his voice, the memories that seemed to follow.

"You remember that stupid conversation?" Y/n remembered how concerned he was, how he asked why she was awake so late into the night... and before she could even stop herself she shared such a meaningless fact about herself, 'Tanjiro... when I get married, make sure he asks Inosuke for my hand... Since I have no farther,' never was she expecting the boy to take those words to heart... but here he was, informing her that he had followed through with her request.

"Face Inosuke to get the girl," He smiled softly at her, eyes still staring into hers, "Worth it all," He sighed,

"You... I can't believe you.."

"Of course I remembered, It was important to you... and the gateway to your hand," He moved, his body now less sore and adrenaline pumping again, but for a much different reason. With ease he lifted her off him, helping her stand before following suit. "Okay... let me do this properly," He muttered, smoothing out his dress shirt as best as possible before dropping to one knee.

With a deep breath, he took her hand and began, "Y/n... the life we live is not a safe one... nor a happy one," stopping for a moment, he reached his free hand into his pocket... carefully pulling out a ring that could only be described as... perfect. For her at least, unique just the way he knew her to be. It was beautiful, 2 beautiful ruby gems sat with the sockets of what was once a delicate bird, stripped of skin and feathers... only a skull remaining. Y/n gasped, it was quite obvious it was custom... the cost to find a bird that small and the gems... not to mention the delicate hands needed to handle such a small thing. "But with you, it is... to wake up knowing... that you'll be there..." He hesitated for a moment,  "I know... we're young but I need to know that no matter what... I am yours... and You are mine," Looking up at her, her eyes were glossed but shining, and his lips wavered at her lack of response... "Will you marry me?"

Y/n could only stare, still processing all the care he had put into this gesture. One she had dreamed of her whole life, but never truly expected it to happen. The skill would sit so perfectly on her delicate finger.... but her silence was slowly breaking the boy's heart... Was it so to say no? Was it too soon? Did she not want to be tied down? All these questions began rumbling in his head... about ready to erupt... until her soft voice broke through "T-Tanjiro..." He stared at her intently... awaiting... "Yes..."

"HAHA!" Before she could even finish, he was sweeping her off her feet, spinning her around, the moon bearing witness to it all. "REALLY? LIKE REALLY?"

"YES!! YES!!" She giggled as he buried his head into her neck, breathing in her euphoric scent... wanting her to always smell this way... Setting her down softly... just basking in the moment... the wonder and beautiful moment... "Y/n Kamado... I like it,"  She smiled, gently running a hand through his hair.

"Yeah... I love it," He muttered, holding her closer if possible, before pulling her into another passionate kiss, slipping the ring on her finger while doing so, officially securing the title of Fiancee... soon to be husband.

(OKAy ITS DOONE!!! UGH I Loved writing this soo much and I'm sorry that it took s long to finish this! I love yo all and am so thankful for you all supporting and liking!! till next time! HAVE A GREAT DAY AND REMEMBER TO EAT, DRINK, AND LOVE YOURSELF BYEEEEEE LOVE YOU ALL)

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HELLO! this is my master list for all stories, I’ll to keep it as updated as possible but please bear with me

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Izuku x femReader To be a Hero PT1 PT2 PT3 PT4 PT5 PT6 PT7 PT8 PT9 PT 10

Izuku X Fem Reader The World

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Goku x Vegetas Daughter (Home wrecker) PT1 PT2 PT3 PT4

Pokemon

Ash x femReader My missing Spark

TMNT

Her Healed Heart (Raph/Leo x femReader) Pt2

New Chick in Town (2012Leo x Fem Reader)

The Music Box (2012Donnie x FemReader)

Demon Slayer

A Shooting Star (Tanjiro x Reader) Pt2 Final

One Piece

A Happy Family(Ace x femReader)

Random Characters

To my heaven or your underworld? (x child reader)

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Found Family?

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(Now... the fun truly begins ;)) OOC LOV characters, and we meet... two very Crazy in love people.... what fun

“Ugh, huff hate calling him and then making him leave” She huffed, leaning into Izuku but maintaining her eyes on the man who was now complaining through the portal… sitting there… watching the two and running his nails up and down his neck.

“It's a pleasure to finally meet you..”

(Lets continue)

Y/N sat ready, she had no idea who this man was... and she wasn't gonna let him get far if his intentions were ill. "Who... who the hell are you" She was hesitant, not knowing what his quirk was, left her taking every step cautiously. What if she spoke and he took control of her, or a word triggered some sort of bomb... too many uncertainties for her to be relaxed.

"My Name... Is Shigaraki... and I have a proposition for you" His voice was ruff and scratch, young but not quite their age. His body, littered with dismembered hands, and his ash blue hair were key vocal points to his overall look.

"A Proposition?" Izuku felt a wave of unease or something wash over him as he continued looking at the man. He subconsciously shifted closer to Y/N, seeking some sort of comfort from her but gained none as her body was tense. "W-what Kind?" Shigaraki peaked his eyebrow... to see such a large man stuttering... he couldn't help but chuckle at his awkward nature.

"A fun one! One that guarantees a voice" He slowly walked towards the two, his words getting louder as he stepped. "Join me! We need more people, this world is full of bullies and wannabe heroes, and I'm sick of them discriminating against the weak" He clasped his hands around Y/N's, she was taken aback slightly "Please! I can get you a quirk Midoriya! And we can flip this world on its head" He held her hands close to his chest, Y/N was creeped by his words... he's been watching them. She knew because he used vocabulary that they often used when discussing their own dreams.

Izuku was just as equally taken aback, staring at the man with a mixture of disbelief and interest. The offer of such a thing was heavily tempting... especially after the poor treatment the so-called prestigious school has offered.  Y/N, gently accepted Shigaraki's hands, deciding it was best to play friendly until she could gather more information. "What exactly is on the line for us?" She questioned, staring at the back of the hand on his face.

"OH, so you're interested!" He purred, "As for what you're giving up... well in a way, your normal life" Her eyes only widened slightly... she knew where this was going, and honestly she was kinda giddy. The world he spoke of was something familiar to her... but she promised to follow Izuku, so she'll fake innocents to ensure she doesn't scuew his option.  "You’re giving up loyalty to the hero, and joining me in my crusade against this broken hero society" Izuku whimpered at his words... talk about turn around.

With fake concern, Y/N looked up at the man, "A-are we killing anyone?" She asked, turning her head to really nail this innocent act.

"Oh, don't worry, We wouldn't demand you do something you couldn't handle, we can have others take care of that" His grin reached past the bounds of his hand mask, showing his teeth. She nodded, contemplating whether or not to speak to Izuku… with a soft glance she muttered under her breath.

“We’d be villains” With her body facing Shigaraki completely she couldn’t hide the grin that spread across her face as well… Finally something that was familiar to her…the thing she always dreamed of… She could practically hear Izuku’s heart beating in his chest. His mind was racing, glancing between Y/N who was still being held by the strange man, and the large school buildings that covered the area.

‘A…A chance to truly change the world’ He was so conflicted, about giving up on a dream since he was a little kid… but would it truly get him anywhere? Would his voice be loud enough to reach or would he simply be drowned out like years past? “We would have to leave?” Izuku broke the silence, wanting confirmation.

“Oh, afraid so! Can't have two of the future's greatest villains hanging around a bunch of heroes now can we?” He squeezed Y/N’s hands harshly, a friendly reminder that she was still technically at his mercy. She only nodded, following his words and acknowledging his warning. “Right… Training? That will be provided right?” She wanted to make sure that Izuku would do such a thing... Then he would be completely trained like he would have if he continued attending U.A.

“Absolutely my Dear! We will provide everything you need! A home, food, training! Anything” His voice was strained… forced to be happy,  Y/N could tell that in an instant. The way he grounded his teeth told her this was an act, a way to draw them in.

‘How impressive… I didn’t know any better I’d believe it’ She hummed. “As I’m sure you’re aware…” Her subtle warning to him that she knew he knew… “I have a quirk that relates to dark magic… my boyfriend here doesn't” She stared at the place where his eyes would be. “Will he get to pick the quirk?”

“Absolutely!Plenty of options to choose from and! Training to perfect it” He loosened his grip on her hands only slightly when he felt a small, almost film-like layer cover them. ‘Damn it… Clever girl’ He grimaced as he realized she found the source of his quirk.

‘The hands… how covenant’ She smirked, telling him in a way that she indeed figured him out. With a gentle tug, she removed her hands completely from his, moving to grasp Izukus… “Izuku, It’s your choice”, speaking gently and softly to the boy. Shigaraki’s face dropped as she pulled away, losing the power he had over her.  Y/N knew Izuku was arguing with himself… The need for revenge and recognition flowed heavily in his veins. It’s the reason his words changed from being a hero… to being heard. “Izuku” with a gentle hand, she grabbed his face, pulling him to look at her. “Mi amor… I will follow you wherever… heaven or hell, hero or villain, I’m by your side” Her words were sincere, no place for a lie to hide.

“Alright” Taking her hand off his face and placing a gentle kiss on her palm, he smiled. “If I’m doing this… then I’m doing it with you by my side”

“So the answer?”

“Yes… Let's do it” He said, chest puffed out proudly.

“EXCELLENT! I knew you two were smart!” Shigaraki clapped his hands twice. “Welcome to the League of Villains! I have a feeling we're gonna do great things together!” He moved in between the two, throwing his arm over each of their shoulders. “Let's get this going!”

“Wait” Y/N held up her hand, stopping any movements. “I have a couple conditions myself… and I suggest you listen closely” She sides eyes the blue-haired man, a murderous look behind her y/e/c. “Izuku's mother will remain 100% safe, no one will be able to touch her or her home… understand?” Her tone was dark and had no hint of light, not like either had heard from her in the past. “If something happens to her… you will face the consequences” With a soft head shake Shigaraki agreed.

“Understood… The woman will remain unharmed and protected I promise” Y/N smiled at him, her mood suddenly shifting from the tension-bound one it was moments before.

“EEE IZUKU!!” She squealed, practically shattering Shigaraki's eardrum. “Finally, we get to get back at all those who hurt us!” leaning forward to look at the boy who was still firmly under Shigis other arm.

“Yeah… Everyone” He allowed the smirk to grace his lips, his bright emerald eyes darkening at the thought of such a thing. “Everyone…”

(A few hours later…)

Y/N smiled as the same purple mist opened a portal, leading them into what appeared to be an underground bar. She smiled, excited to meet the other members… “So where’s everyone else?” She asked, her voice seeming loud in the overall silent room.  Given for the mist man cleaning glasses behind the counter ‘the portal creator’

“You’re our first! So consider yourselves founders” His voice had turned cold, and his little facade had dropped as they arrived home. “The man over there is Kurogiri… he kinda like my personal maid” He hummed, moving deeper into the bar, closely watching as the two cautiously followed him. “Kurogiri! Meet our newest members… Y/N L/N and her boyfriend Izuku Midoryia” With a wave of his hand, he gestured to the two. Both were immediately fascinated by the man, Izuku already whipping out his notebook to take down notes and Y/N turned her bubbly nature back to max.

“HI!” She giggles practically skipping to meet the man. With a soft nod of acknowledgment, she watched as his expression stayed stoic and unreadable.

“Welcome,” a simple word but comforting nonetheless for an odd reason… Shigaraki leaned against the bar, his hands now removed and his face on complete display. He couldn’t help the curiosity of it all… she was so bubbly yet, her eyes spoke as if she had killed thousands before. “Please do not fret over the need to move your items here… anything that you had packed while with Shigaraki earlier today has already been moved in” he glanced at Shigaraki, the two speaking without a single word.

“Oh, how sweet!” She giggles, a soft thank you leaving her lips shortly after. Moving to hug Izuku's arm, she nuzzled against his shoulder. “We get a forever sleepover… how exciting” With a soft hmm, Izuku agreed, placing a gentle kiss atop her head. “OH MY GAMING CONSOLE!” she suddenly jumped, smacking into Izuku's jaw with her head, causing him to let out a groan as she moved to rummage through her backpack.

“Damn.. that’s gotta sting” Shigaraki chuckled, watching as Izuku's eyes watered slightly.

“Ngh not as bad as you’d think” With a huff, Izuku moved to lean against the bar as well, watching as she was squatting, practically throwing items from her bag.

“HAHA FOUND IT!” quickly moving back to where the three men were standing, she set it gently on the countertop. “Now we can have family game nights!”

“Hm? Sure, you’re welcome to set it up in the living room for your own enjoyment” Shigi hummed, not hating the idea of having a console in the hide-out, apart from his PC of course.

“No no.. see you miss understand… All of us will play together!” Kurogiri and Shigi both raised their eyebrows at such a claim… there for less than 5 minutes and she's already making plans.

“I… uh sure, I guess we could do that,” With A shrug, the two had already agreed to her antics. With a giggle, she used her magic to transfer the console from the counter to where the TV stood. “That's… that's a handy little trick you got there” Shigaraki hummed, slightly impressed at seeing her ability up close. “Reminder to stay on your good side” He chuckled at his statement, he was joking… she wasn’t that scary… right?

“Hehe yeah! The last guy that did that almost got killed” Her voice was airy and light but it held nothing but the honest truth behind it. “Reasons why I moved here… They wanted me dead because of my quirk” It was a joke… she spoke as if such a serious thing was a simple pile of dust needing to be swept up. He was intently staring at her… trying to gauge her standing, wanting to clearly look into her eyes, but they were held still on Izuku, who had made his way over to start connecting the console.

“Sure are lovey-dovey… sickening” He mumbled, now also staring at the man, struggling to find the plug for the blue wire.

“Yeah…” Y/N hummed, a dreamy look on her face. “If anything happens to him… every single person in my sight will die” so effortlessly, so sweetly, so toxic… Those were the only words to describe the feeling that ran through his body as she spoke.

“Right… right” He muttered, gesturing for Kurogiri to grab him a glass of water. “So uh… you’re just a simple college kid wanting to be a hero?” He tried to steer the conversation away from such a threatening one.

“I know damn well you know who I am…” her voice lost the sweet tone, dropping into a harsh growle… “I’m nice, but I don’t appreciate those who try to make a fool of me…” Shifting to face him, “My father was a very dangerous man… I’m sure your ‘boss’ knows that” Ah there it was… the look of fear that crossed the men's faces… the look of being caught. “So don’t act as if you’re ignorant of my abilities…”

“R-right sweetcheeks! Noted” He could feel a cold sweat… his eyes looked to Kurogiri but he suddenly found himself struggling to catch oxygen. “Gah!”

“Fix the name” her tone threatening,

“R-right sorry!” He muffled out before taking a gasp of air in, finally being released from her hold.

“Good boy!” She giggled, “Kurogiri, a glass of water please?” She asked her voice back to the sweet tone again.

“Right,” he muttered, sliding the glass across the countertop and into her hand. Both were still awe-struck by her sudden change in nature, watching as she calmly took a sip, focusing back on Izuku… who was still struggling with the console…

‘for such a smart boy…. He can be so dumb’ Y/N giggled, watching from her pervisual as Shigiraki moved to go assist the boy. Leaving the Mist man and her alone at the bar.

Left in awkward silence and a cool tension, Y/N decided to break the stillness, “You ain't human huh?” Her voice was kind and soft, back to her usual tone he had heard from her earlier.

“You’re a lot more observant than you let on” He hummed, “But you’d be correct, I am a Nomu… created to be used as a weapon… but I was once a human” He sighed softly, not quite knowing much about his time as a human, his memory of such long lost but he simply knew that at some point he wasn’t a monster. He didn’t even know what he looked like, his age, anything… Looking for another glass to busy himself with he found a sudden tightness swaddle him, as if his free-flowing mist was being contained.

“My.. you were quite handsome” She whistled, her hand lifted as her magic swelled within it, as a soft gasp left the man, he quickly looked for a shined surface to see himself.

“I… I had forgotten what I looked like” He huffed, running his solid hand up and through his unruly hair… “you did this?” Softly smiling at the sensation of a solid being and not just mist…” incredible” whispered so softly that she hadn’t picked up on it… but his silent voice left her saddened… thinking she had angered him.

“It’s not permanent… so don’t worry about” With only a slight wave of relief washing over the man, he nodded his head, watching as the mist slowly began to consume his face once more… watching as emotion-filled eyes were replaced with his typical cold yellow ones.

“I… appreciate that” he was now facing her again, a smile on his face, but could no longer be seen, ‘how… lovely that felt’ he hummed, feeling as his mist began to float as normal, no longer concealed within her magical grip. A new comfortable silence draped over the two… the ice breaker had not just cracked it but shattered the awkward faze.

Sat watching as Shigirgki and Izuku were successful in setting up the console, already hooked up and playing a silly-looking cooking game… they were frantically talking, calling out orders and ingredients.

“It’s been so long since… he’s had someone to hang out with,” Kurogiri whispered, leaning over the counter to closely observe his boss. “Yeah… this is the happiest I've seen Izuku with another person in a long time” Y/N hummed, agreeing with the strange encounter of the two very unlikely duo.

“Seems, you made the right choice coming here… part of this family already” He chuckled softly, such terminology was something he never thought he’d use to describe a thrown-together band of misfits who wanted to kill heroes… let alone ones who had met just a few hours prior.

“You seem… like the most trustworthy person of this group… other than Izuku of course” She hummed, pulling out a stool and turning to face him, sitting delicately on the seat and dragging a sip from her water… “I feel I should tell you about myself… especially how I know about your boss…” The clink of her glass being set down, not harshly but still louder than a typical one would…his eyes completely focused on her… “I’m Listening” He hummed, informing her that she had the floor…

“I’m a wanted criminal in America… or I should say my quirk is” Crossing her legs and resting her head against her arm she settled in to tell her tale. (Cringy I know.. Shut up). “When I was 11, a rather big named hero… killed my father… right in front of me” Her tone darkened with each word…  taking a deep breath to compose herself she continued… “He was new to the rankings… and my father was a notorious villain… My dad would do just about any crime… except human trafficking… he’d actually stop that if he caught wind… or anything with women or children…But that’s beside the point” Was she trying to justify her father… maybe a little, but hey who was this mist man to judge. “My father was good to me, cared for me, loved me, protected me…” Y/N could feel the tears slowly coming, choosing to wipe them silently…keeping her gaze straight in front of her.

“I’m… sorry for such a loss at a young age… I can't imagine” he hummed, gently offering her his handkerchief. “In such a violent way too”

“Hehe yeah, my mother and father both trained me till I was seven, the quirk I have is hers actually… Each in very different ways, my mom's was to protect while my dad's methods were for killing… At that age, I took more after my mom than I wanted but I used my quirk with pride every time.. then she was killed by someone wanting revenge, and that's... when my dad was away” Using her middle finger, she ran gentle circles around the rim of the glass. “She used her magic to protect me… and in the end couldn’t protect herself… that's when my dad got his big name… the arsenal” She smirked as Kurogiri’s mist moved violently for a moment… “sounds familiar?”

“Indeed…a large supplier that the boss often spoke highly of…” His voice was strained as if the information he was giving was prohibited.

“Yeah… he died while we were at the park… pushing me on the swings… the hero found a vulnerable moment and took his chance” Her other fist tightly gripped her skirt, “rather than protecting himself… he protected me… just like she had” Y/N shifted her eyes to meet Kurogiri, watery, but at this point not caring much… “after my 12th birthday… as a gift to myself… I murdered the man…” Her face contorted into a sick smile, her K9 seemed sharper than before and her magic looked as if it was switching, staggering between horns and a halo… “In broad daylight… never showed my face but my quirk became known… so, from that point on… I became quirkless, promising to never use my quirk until I found someone to protect… like they had done for me”

“Impressive” Kurogiri's words went unheard, watching as she looked over her shoulder, eyes focusing on the green-haired boy cheering and laughing with such joy… “Is Midoriya that person?”

“He is… the one I showed my monstrous side… and loved me just the same” Y/N smiled at the memory of him gawking at her quirk for the first time, amazed by it. “I’d kill anyone for him… or even die myself but” She chuckled, moving her hair and facing him once again… “Don’t get it twisted… He’s just as insane as me” That caught Kurogiri's attention… Such a shy, innocent, quirkless boy… insane? “Bullied from a young age, pride hurt after all these years that his girlfriend is his guard dog… he wants to be the provider, the protector for once… and he knows his best chances are through you” She chuckled, “though you won’t see him kill much… Naw, torturing is more his style”

(AHH hi guys long time no update!! Ayy but I’m back… for now! SORRY EXAMS ARE HARD OKAY?? Anyways, who like Villian Izuku??? ANYONE??? Imma be real… hated Kacchan… people don’t mention how much he could have traumatized Midoriya… AND I’M HERE TO DO ITTTTT… like what if Izuku wasn’t as forgiving as he seemed… and his notebooks weren’t just about quirks???) ANYWAYS Thank you all for the support and love!!! HAVE A GREAT DAY AND REMEMBER TO EAT, DRINK, AND LOVE YOURSELF BYEEEEEE LOVE YOU ALL

A Guardian Angel and a Saint? Naw… not anymore

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Talk of killing and torture methods, suicide mentioned,  The two are insane and Izuku is OOC but all in good love... in their own way) angsty

That caught Kurogiri's attention… Such a shy, innocent, quirkless boy… insane? “Bullied from a young age, pride hurt after all these years that his girlfriend is his guard dog… he wants to be the provider, the protector for once… and he knows his best chances are through you” She chuckled, “though you won’t see him kill much… Naw, torturing is more his style”

(Lets continue)

Kurogiri listened intently to her words, he had a feeling these two were much darker than they led on but to hear such a thing... "I see, so he derives pleasure from causing pain... and you... you bring release for the person through death. What a horrific balance but yet so perfect" He hummed, staring at the girl with a rather fearful look...' How on earth did they get away with it"

"Yes, but no one knows of what we did!" She hummed, staring back at him. "We've done it twice, and having dark magic makes clean up really easy" Reaching for the glass again, Y/n ran her fingers all over it. Kurogiri watched, taking a slight step back as the glass began to shake, cracks lining the edge before it completely shattered. However, the pieces of glass never moved, frozen within a ball of purple and blue hues.

"Your magic?" He questioned, moving closer once again, staring in amazement as the shards looked as if they were stars that lined the galaxy. "Incredible, must have been easy to get into U.A. uh?" He suddenly felt...sorrow, guilt... He had taken these young adults away from a bright future...

"Yeah, but in all honestly... I only followed for Izuku... Never found a good family amounts heroes" She lifted her hands, before moving her hands closer to each other causing the glass to shatter within the bubble. "They find my ability horrifying, but you guys... We have a family now! More people to protect and have our backs" Her bright smile practically blinded him.

'A bright future indeed' He chucked softly, a small warmth taking over him. "Indeed, a dysfunctional family. I feel you will have a good impact on Shigiraki... hopefully display a true sisterly role to him" He glanced over where the ash-blue man sat, leaning forward as if that would help him see better.

"You love him huh?" Y/N questioned, glancing at her boyfriend and Shigiraki...Kurogiris's eyes widened slightly at her unexpected question. He stammered for a moment before recomposing himself to maintain his stoic demeanor.

"Love... Is a strong word," His voice was tainted with defensiveness. "He's a valuable asset to my master... and he trusts me" He spoke... completely contradicting his words about family earlier.

"naw... you see him as your son" she murmured, releasing the seal she had over the powdered glass and allowing it to fall onto the surface of the counter.  "Hey! hook up an extra controller I want in!" She hummed, hopping off the stool, and made her way over to the couch, leaving Kurogiri there with the mess of both the glass and his thoughts.

"Peculiar girl" Kurogiri hummed, eyes fixated on how easily she settled herself between the two boys.

"Welcome home love" She giggles, knocking her shoulder against Izukus, causing him to huff softly and lean into her.

"It's good to be home" He hummed, kissing her forehead before refocusing on the screen.

"oi! Before we start the next game, it's important to mention something" Shigiraki paused the game, taking the attention of both, "about a month from now... U.A's gonna go on a little field trip... and we're gonna chaperone it" He watched as their playful moods shifted into hard looks, and nods of understanding. "we're betting on the number one being there... a little test zone to say the least" He hummed, moving to scratch at his neck. "If we kill him fantastic!, but if not... we won't be risking much" The two nodded, a slight giddy feeling taking over Y/n as he continued to speak of the plan.

"AH, we should get outfits! I don't wanna fight a bunch of people in just jeans and a t-shirt" and she began to ramble, potential colors, code names, masks, everything she could think of that would make them look truly villainous. And of course... her lovely boyfriend was already taking notes on what she wanted and the materials she'd need to make these outfits.

"Yeah.... great idea but WHERE THE HELL DO YOU EXPECT TO GET THIS FROM" Her words annoyed the man, yes... he wanted all this. Wanted to look like a badass video game character... but how exactly was she planning on accomplishing this.

"Duh, I'll make them! We can go and gather materials!" She hummed, before turning to Izuku, listing a couple other things. To say the two villains were shocked... was an understatement.  She had every intention to design, make, and sew them gear and costumes... "I'm taking over a room for crafts" she spoke quickly giving a heads-up before returning her attention to Zuku, who was ferociously writing.

"Right..." Both sweats dropped at her demand... not a question... a statement.

(minny time skip)

After taking quick measurements and kicking both Izuku and Shigiraki's asses in Mario's cart, the two love birds decided to head to bed... As both showed, dressed and now lay snugly under the covers, Izuku couldn't help but chuckle at their situation. "I'm... really thankful you're here with me... I don't know where I'd be without you" He pulled her closer, allowing her body to fit perfectly against his.

"You'd be in a grave my love" she hummed, running a hand up and down his back, breath hitching whenever her fingers ran over a burn scar.... 'I'll kill him' Her brain hated Bakugo... wanted him bleeding out and to save his head as a mantelpiece.

"You're right... if you were not there to catch me that day... I'd be dead" He allowed his mind to trail back to that event... the one that pushed him to the edge of the building... to taking the final leap that others had him teetering on. (flashback)

"Quirkless people can't become heroes... you better off risking your life as an officer... might make you living more wild" The number one stood tall, looking at the meek boy who knelt before him, tears streaming down his freckled face... begging for some type of recognition.  "Sorry kid... but if you wanna be a hero... better off waiting for the next life" and with that... the man leaped, into the sky, villain within a bottle, leaving a heartbroken kid... stuck atop a roof... with no one around.

'Another life... another life...' the thoughts ran rapidly through his brain. How many people had told him that... why would no one believe him. Was being quirkless... did it truly make you a waste of space. Curling into himself, hands gripping his crazed hair... the boy sobbed, tears dripping onto the floor more frequently than before. His voice caught in his throat as he tried to process the words over and over again. His best friend... turned bully "Just jump off a roof and pray you're born with a quirk in the next life"... his idel... "Sorry kids... better off waiting for the next life"... every single one of his classmates.. "haha Deku!" "What a loser" "Quirkless!!" "How pathetic... still trying to play hero?" Why... why were they like this.... why would no one let him dream?! Shaking his head, trying to force the thoughts away... not even realizing his body was moving on its own... so desperate for a chance, a quirk... that it did the only thing he could think of...the only thing he was constantly told.

His red shoes screeched from his fast steps... the wind hitting his face as the ledge came closer... and his feet refused to stop... so he took the leap off the rooftop... and prayed for a better chance in the next life... just like he had been told so many times in this one. The wild caused his hair to move wildly... no one was in sight as he plummeted... yet everything fell in slow motions around him. The sky was clearer for some reason... the wind was crisp and refreshing... the glass on the building reflected his body completely... his tear-stained face staring back at him. He looked like a fallen angel... one's who's wings had been clipped, and was forced to fall rather than sore. "I'LL BE A PRO... in the next life," he spoke to no one but himself, closing his eyes, feeling the ground approaching... waiting for the end... no no no... his new beginning... right?! Surely no one would miss him! Not his mother who... who would sit by the door waiting for a man that would never return... just like she had done when she heard the news of her husband...

'Mom...' and suddenly the world came a little clearer.... no, this wasn't what he wanted for her.... she was supportive of him! H-how could he think of doing something so... selfish but yet.... he didn't want to stop the fall. "I'm sorry Mom... but it's better this way" eyes now shut tight, his so-called worthless life flashing before his eyelids... never a girlfriend... not a single friend since 1st grade... no first kiss... no more anything...just closer.

"Uh... I think you dropped something" A voice...a female voice, soft, but stern... suddenly he realized it was directed at him... the wind had stopped, the free fall feeling leaving entirely, prying open his eyes, he was looking directly at the ground... but it wasn't approaching any closer... maintaining its distance... inches in front of his face.  Looking up he was met with a goddess, her hand outstretched, producing his sort of mist of blue and purple... her face framed with y/h/c locks and big beautiful eyes... and... a school uniform... one that matched his exactly... stunned, he said no words... just watched as she smiled softly, a relief look on her face...  "I'm Y/N... nice to catch ya!" with a head tilt and an even brighter smile... Izuku realized he had found his new beginning.

"h-hi"

(end flashback) Izuku was so lost in the past he hadn't realized he was shedding tears, pulling her body impossibly closer to him. Flinching slightly, when a soft kiss was pressed to his bare chest, "He will pay" Her words were vague but he understood completely... who, why, how... with a soft hum, she allowed sleep to consume her.

Izuku watched as Y/n fell asleep, peacefully in his arms. Her breathing became soft and steady, savoring the soft feeling of her body against his. Closing his own eyes, allowing her scent to fill him, carrying him right behind her into dreamland.

(GOD EXAMS NEVER END!!!! uGHH, anyways.... HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO ANYONE THAT CELEBRATES IT, was in the feelings today and ugh!!! had to write some of their first meetings... anyways HAVE A GREAT DAY AND REMEMBER TO EAT, DRINK, AND LOVE YOURSELF BYEEEEEE LOVE YOU ALL) P.s I'm debating on adding a little side chapter... some lovey-dovey crap if ya catch my drift! Let me know in the comments and I'll try to deliver... okay byeee for reals this time!!!!!!!! !! ! ! !!

This is a lover's to enemies to lovers story.

TW: Death, Child death, suicide, description of blood., Description of a burning building, and just overall sad

A soft breeze crossed the crisp air of the fall morning. “My love, your coffee is ready” A deep voice called from somewhere in the kitchen.

“I’m coming, just finishing up these papers.” Her light and airy voice carried through the small house. She smiled looking down at the ultrasound picture in her hand. She was so excited, a family had always been her dream and now it was coming true. Heavy footsteps came through the doorway, interrupting her train of thought.

“Here love, figured i’d just bring it to you,” He handed the coffee off to her, laying his head on her shoulder and began to admire the picture as well. “Couple weeks love, then we’ll be able to meet our baby boy,” He kissed her temple and patted her lower back before making his way back towards the living room.

“Oliver, are you going in for hero work today?” She glanced one last time at the picture then made her way to the living room, coffee in hand.

“Yes, I’ll be leaving at 4pm” he sipped his coffee eyes on the T.V, broadcasting his latest job at the train station. He truly loved his job, but the fact of the baby on the way troubled him slightly. “Anastasia, are you sure you’ll be able to handle the baby and everything while i’m at work,”

Anastasia rolled her eyes “There is no need to worry, the baby’s not even here yet, plus I’m perfectly capable of looking after myself,” She smiled seeing her husband on the couch, she cherished these moments. Ones where he was home safe and within her reach. Anastasia knew he loved saving people, since he was a child it’s been his dream but she was still fearful for his safety.

“You okay? You look a little lost in thought,” A hand waved in front of her face, scaring her. He chuckled softly, a whispered apology following. Both were startled however, by the sudden pain that shot through Anastasia’s stomach. Causing her to groan in pain and hunch slightly while Oliver stood ready to assist in any way.

“Ah, okay little guy,” she huffed rubbing her belly “You want to join the conversation?” She looked up smiling at Oliver,

“He’s just excited to meet his fantastic father” He gloated, showing a bright smile and puffing his chest. She couldn’t help the small chuckle as he stuck his signature hero pose.

“Yes, a true hero” with a soft kiss both relaxed into the sofa, smiling at the events that were yet to come.

The days flew by for the young, expecting couple, as the cool fall days turned into harsh cold winters the due date for the baby was only days away, Anastasia could feel it. After talking with Oliver they came to the conclusion that it would be best for her to stay in the hospital for the next couple of days. With Oliver being out for hero work, they feared no one would be present if Anastasia were to need help. “A hero’s hunch is always right” she sighed, rocking her baby boy in the delivery room. She had just asked the nurse to ring her mother-in-law, to see if she wanted to meet the baby. Anastasia looked at the boy, a replica of his father, “Not even a little?” She questioned herself. “My little Alex,” She kissed his head and admired his soft features. Alex, she loved that name, Defender of Mankind is what it meant, the definition of a hero.

“Mrs.Wilson, i’m sorry but she is unable to make it” The nurse gave her an apologetic smile before moving to adjust the new mothers pillow, “No mom should be alone in a delivery room, especially on New years,”

“Oh it’s okay, my husband had a massive gala he couldn’t miss” Anastasia knew her husband's job was important to him, especially attending events like these, kept his popularity up. “I’ll see him when I get home” her soft but sorrow filled smile caught the nurses attention.

“Does he even know that you went into labor?” The nurse fluffed the pillow and refilled the water cup that sat on the bedside table.

“Huh, oh no” she softly thanked the nurse for the water “He’s busy, I wouldn’t want to disturb him,” She took a large gulp of water before setting the cup down and returning her attention to her baby, lifting him up into the air slightly.

“It’s okay to cry,” The nurse took the baby from Anastasia's arms, putting him in the small crib next to the bed. “I’m here for you Mrs.Wilson,” She sat down on the bed, taking Anastasia into her comforting arms. “Let it all out love.”

“I’m sorry,” Anastasia accepted the hug and sobs flooded onto the shoulder of the nurse. “I *hick-up* I know I shouldn't be mad b-but..”

“No no honey, you have every right to be angry,” She rubbed soft circles onto the mothers back, “Don’t think like that.” She allowed the women to cry for a couple of minutes offering all the comfort she could, even releasing tears of her own. What man does this? She thought to herself “Shhh hush love, you need rest,” The nurse laid Anastasia’s head down onto the fluffy pillow and gently picked up “Baby Alex,” She smiled cooing at the baby then gently laying him down right next to his mother. “I’ll be back in a little to check up on you,” She kissed the young woman's head and left, allowing her the much needed rest.

Anastasia was overcome with sadness or was it anger she wasn’t quite sure. Holding her baby tightly thinking back to the event of earlier today. “Oliver, I think the baby’s coming,” She had called her husband several times, each time going to voicemail. She huffed sitting in the chair practicing her breaths. “Guess we’re on our own little one,” she rubbed her belly, resisting the urge to cry “We got this.” She gently patted Alex’s back , “Your father loves us, I promise,” She fought against the fatigue that was drawing her closer to sleep with every passing second. “He’s a fantastic hero, he will always protect us.” Sleep finally won, dragging her into a blissful rest.

“Mrs.Wilson, Mrs.Wilson '' the nurse gently shook Amastasia's shoulder successfully waking her, “Hun, we just have to do a quick check up and then you’ll be good to go,” She smiled at the woman.

“R-really? I can go home,” She sat up, careful of her son who was still sleeping next to her, “D-did Oliver ever show?” She was hoping to wake and find her husband there ready to carry them home. She looked around the room surprised to see a very large man sleeping in the corner. A spark of hope was lit that he had shown but upon further examination it was “Dad?”.

“Ah yes, Mr.Andrew came by after I called him, he was on your emergency list,” The nurse turned and grabbed the tray of food she had brought in. “I was amazed, he showed up in like 5 minutes” she smiled looking at the hunched man, “He was so worried, he truly does love you.” With that comment she set the tray across Anastasia lap and took her leave.

“Dad, Hey Dad,” She called but got no response, looking around she saw the pudding cup on her tray and decided to chuck it at him. He’ll catch it, she thought. Without even opening his eyes, he went to catch the cup but completely missed, resulting in it hitting him directly in the face. Anastasia couldn’t help the giggle that came flooding from her mouth. “D-dad,” she laughed. Like a contagious disease the laughter caught on, Alex let out a baby giggle and Mr.Andrew lost all composteur cackling at the sound, opening his eyes to his daughter's bright smile. “I appreciate it old man, I needed that”

“Of course Sparky,” He stood, the chair squeaking from the release of his weight. The large man stood straight, being mindful of the T.V that hung above his head, he leaned over to pick up the pudding cup before putting it in his pocket. “So, let me see my grandbaby,” He made soft grabby hands while walking towards the bed.

“Here you are, his name is Alex,” she felt slightly guilty that Oliver would not be the first person to hold his son, especially with the person he hated most being the one standing in the room with her. “He’s so small compared to you” She smiled, admiring the joy on her fathers face, “Happy to be a granddad?”

“You know, when I held you for the first time, you were even smaller,” He said with a smile, looking as if he would cry.

“That was a very long time ago,” Anastasia committed taking a bite out of her food

“Naw that was only a few years ago,” He rocked Alex gently before setting him in the small crib, he made silly faces at the child before turning his head to his daughter “Where is he?” His demeanor suddenly became dark and serious.

“Uh, he’s uh,” she could see the rage behind her father's eyes at her missing husband. Oliver I’m so sorry she felt bad. “He was at a gala, I did try calling him,” She flinched at the wave of anger that flooded from the man.

“BASTARD HOW DARE HE,” The large man raged, and the earth shook slightly from his outburst. He only stopped when he heard the waile of Alex. “Oh baby, shhh, it’s okay love, no need to cry,” he hushed “I will always be there to protect you and your mother,” He gently rocked the crib successfully calming the baby. “I’ll be taking you home today, and if I see Oliver, now I will be having a talk with him,” Fumes came from his nose, “face to fist.”He punched his palm to emphasize on his sentence.

“Dad seriously it’s not that bad,” she tried to reason, fearful for her husband's safety.

“No, it is,” he leaned and gently kissed Anastasia's forehead, “I left your mother alone they day you were born and look what happened,” He gesture to her missing presseance “I refuse to let you be alone, especially on the greatest day of a parents life,” He smiled down at her, “Let's get the check up over with and go get some ice cream,” He called for the nurse and removed the tray from Anastasia’s lap.

“Dad, are you sure you know what you’re doing?” Anastasia stood outside the car rocking Alex in her arms, “because it looks like you’re struggling” She commented on her father attempting to put a carseat in. “here, i’ll just go grab a nurse or something”

“GOT IT,” a cheer of success was shouted as Mr.Andrew stood from his hunched position. “Alright, get the snot in and let's get ice cream,” He watched as she loaded the baby in and then sat with him. “Here let me,” He took the seat belt from her hand and buckled her in.

“Thanks Dad,” she smiled at him as he closed the door and ran around to the other side to get in. “Alrighty, let’s go.”

“Honey, where are your keys?” Mr.Andrew stood at her front door, searching in the baby bag for them while trying not to spill the ice cream cone in his mouth.

“Check the small pocket on the left side,” She unbuckled the carseat, careful of the sleeping Alex still sitting in it.

“Found them, hold on I’ll unlock it then come get you,” He quickly unlocked the door, set the bag down on the small rod iron table by the door, swallowed the rest of his cone, and ran to assist her. “Allow me,” with ease he took the carrier in one hand and picked Anastasis up with the other. “Good?” she smiled and only nodded in response .

Once settled on the couch surrounded by every pillow found in the house and stuffed animal, Anastasia could finally truly relax. “Thank you Old man, really,” she smiled seeing her father sitting on the floor next to Alex’s baby bouncer.

“Of course hon, it’s always a pleasure when I get to see you,” He looked up from the baby to stare at his daughter “Especially since our interactions are so little,” He could see the tears forming in her eyes and immediately felt bad for making her cry. “H-hey I’m just teasing honestly,” He got off the ground quickly, making his way to the couch.

“N-no because you're right,” she stood to hug him, “I promised h-him I would stay away b-ut” She sobbed into his chest “That-ts not fair to you, you or me,” She loved her father deeply. He was the only parent in her life. He spoiled her but made sure she understood the values of a human life. After getting married to Oliver, interaction with her dad was practically a sin.

“No, no, Anastasia, we both know my work is not for the faint of heart,” He embraced her tightly, trying to keep all the disappoint of reality away “It was for the best, I just hate that he’s not the one who's here,” He began rocking back and forth, swaying to an imaginable tone. “I’m always here for you, no matter how long we’ve been apart.”

“I'M SO SORRY,” She wailed, every second of this, she hated. Why was her dad here, the one who was supposed to be killing people not saving them. Where was her hero of a husband at. She wanted to scream, yell but she took a breath, settling her heart “Ironic huh?” she whispered,

“What is dear,” he leaned lower to hear her.

“How you, a mass murder is here, taking care of his daughter and grandkid” she took a deep breath, “While my husband, a hero, is gone nowhere to be found.” tears were free to fall as she swayed with her father. Taking deep breaths to calm her enraged heart.

“I guess it is huh? But you know better than anyone that I’m a hero, a true one,” He pulled away slightly to look at her tear stained face. “I don’t kill for fun or pleasure, just like I trained you,”

“You kill those who threaten other lives,” She whispered, looking at the floor, “Humans are special creatures, each one is priceless,” slowly raising her head to meet her fathers stare

“Until they take another life,” He finished, “I get rid of those who believe it’s okay to kill someone, I myself am worthless now but it’s a small price to pay,” He gently petted her hair, soothing any flyaways. “But to keep you safe, every life is worth it,”

“I love you old man,” she smiled looking up at him,

“And I love you my little spark” he let a tear run down his cheek, cherishing this small moment as he knew the time was limited.

The front door slammed, startling the two relaxing in the living room and causing the baby to cry. “ANASTASIA,” a panicked voice called but got no response, “ANASTASIA PLEASE ARE YOU HOME?!” desperation is the only way to describe Olivers tone,

“Olive? I’m in the living room.” Anastasia called to her worried husband, getting up off the couch to meet him with a hug.

“Ohh my wife is missing,” Mr.Andrew mocked the man, even flaring his arms in a dramatic manner.

“I-is someone with you?” Oliver asked jogging into the living room. He froze when he saw the large man sitting on the sofa, with a baby in his arms. “R-roger? You,” He practically growled at the man, “Put. My. Son. Down,” he got into a fighting stance, preparing to force the man out of his house. He watched as Roger handed you the baby before cracking his neck.

“Oh, yes your son,” Roger stood to his full height, “Yes, yes the one who’s birth you missed,” with a quick step Oliver was pinned against the wall, Roger holding him by his throat, there was no strain as Roger continued his talk “Leaving my daughter alone, and having to call me a Villain,” He smirked as Oliver tried to wriggle out of his grasp.

“Dad, Put. Him. Down,” Anastasai said, never taking her eyes off of him. “Please, let's just talk this out,” Roger only nodded, lowering Oliver's body so he could stand on his own feet.

“Anastasia, we had an agreement,” Oliver felt betrayed in a way “you promised,the hell?” He stood frozen against the wall.

“WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?” Roger roared, the earthing shaking with his scream, he was about ready to kill the man right where he stood. He took a quick look at his grandson, who sat in his mothers arms and decided against it. “You have no right to make a claim like that,” Roger fumed. He stepped back allowing Oliver to relax his shoulders slightly.

“Oliver..” Anastasaia’s voice was dark and venomous, “I called him because you weren't there,” She looked directly at him, he shivered at her stare feeling as if she was looking at his soul itself. “You promised you’d be there but you weren’t,” she huffed gently, rocking Alex.

Oliver was quickly dropped to his knees, putting his head to the floor. He knew he messed up, missed something amazing. He could not fix this but he was determined to try, he loved his wife with his entire heart but his career also held a special place in him. “I can not express the regret and guilt I’m feeling,” He let tears run down his face, landing on the tan carpet beneath him. “Please, w-what can I do to fix this?” He looked up hoping for a reaction from his wife but he was met with the bottom of Roger’s shoe which sent him flying a second later. He hit the wall with a loud thud and the cracking concrete was heard. Oliver let out a cough that held a little blood in it.

“Could start with letting me beat the ever living..” Roger huffed not finishing his sentence due to the young ears present. He watched as Anastasia rushed to help him out of the wall,

“You can start by taking a week off and helping me with Alex,” She grabbed one of Oliver's arms helping him up, while still being mindful of Alex in her other arm.

“Yeah,” He wheezed, “Sounds like the least I could do,” He quickly wiped his mouth before realizing the little life she was holding was reaching out to him. “I-is this him?”

“Yes, this is Alex, our son,” Anastasaia smiled as her husband gently embraced his son, holding him close to his chest.

“T-thank you,” He hick-uped softly, looking at his wife and smiling before dragging her into a group hug. “You truly are amazing,” for the first time since the start of the gala he felt true bliss, basking in the light of his wife and his newborn. He took a glance up at Roger, he stood there with a smile but his eyes held a different emotion. One Oliver couldn’t pinpoint but he knew whatever it was, was aimed directly at him.

“I think I'll take my leave now,” Roger announced while walking towards the small family. He opened his arms for his daughter, who was quick to join him in a hug. “He won’t save you, you know that,” He whispered into her ear, making sure to keep his voice low so Oliver could not hear. “He will save the world before he saves you,” He kissed her forehead before bending lower to hear her response.

“I’ll bet you then,” She matched his tone. “If there is ever a day where he doesn't save us, I’ll come home back to you,” that peeked Roger interest, she had practically agreed to leave with him.

“You got yourself a deal, sunshine,” He smirked, pulling away and shaking her hand.

“Deal? What deal?” Oliver questioned staring at the two while burping Alex.

“Nothing, I was just leaving,” Roger bid his last goodbye and left out the door, making sure it closed and locked behind him.

“What deal Anastasia?” Oliver asked, wanting to know what exactly happened.

“Don’t worry, he’ll never win,” her smile faded slightly when she looked at his sad face “trust me my love, All is well” He only nodded and smiled at her.

“I truly am sorry, I never meant to hurt you like that,” He set his son in the bouncy chair and brought her into a deep embrace. “I promise, I will make it up to you somehow.”

“I’m just happy you’re home safe and sound,” She returned his tight embrace and dug her head into his shoulder. “Let’s sit for a minute, Alex has been dying to meet you,” She smiled as his face lit up like a flame.

“That sounds fantastic,” he gently dragged them to the floor near Alex. Oliver could only smile as he watched his son babble at his mother.

“OLIVER, PLEASE, I UH I,” Anastaisa huffed into the phone, “I’m running to the hospital, A-Alex stopped,” She felt like puking, the car had refused to start and there was no time to call for a taxi. Alex had awoken with a high fever well over 101℉, Anastasia had tried everything to lower but it refused to budge. “His Fe-fever is high and he’s breathing funny,” She continued pushing, making sure to avoid any large dips in the concrete to prevent the stroller from going off tracks. She refused to give into her body's fatigue, “I-I’m almost there, If you cou-could meet me there?” She’s been trying to get in touch with her husband for the last two miles. She’s trying to maintain her own breathing while making sure her nine month old was still breathing . Her movements completely halted when she heard wheezing from the front of the stroller, she quickly went to the front, seeing her son's face a shade of purple that sent her into panic mode. “A-Alex, hold on,” She looked around for anything, an idea that could help, “Screw it,” with a huff she unbuckled him from the seat and cradled him safely on her shoulder. “I’m so sorry, but the stroller is too slow,” She whispered her apology before taking off in a sprint towards the hospital. Being careful of his head she ran as fast as she could, Guess training pays off she thought. Another couple miles and the hospital was finally in view, ringing was coming from her pocket but she ignored focusing solely on the task at hand. “Almost,” she encouraged herself to finish the trek. Finally, dogging cars through the parking lot and practically jumping all the steps that led to the door, “HELP PLEASE MY SON,” She called into the familiar waiting room.

“Mrs.Wilson?!” The nurse who had helped deliver Alex was sitting at the front desk.

“ P-Please, He’s,” dripping in sweat Anastasi tried to catch her breath, “h-he’s not breathing,” Quick to action the nurse called for him to be brought back, and an oxygen mask was put on him assisting him in breathing. “ Please, I,” she felt embarrassed, sitting here in her house wear, no make-up, and drenched in sweat.

“Mrs.Wilson, breath please, We will take care of him,” Her arms found Anastasi with ease and brought a familiar comfort. “I will take you back to a room, I promise he will be okay,” She then led her into an empty room a little down the hall, making her sit on the bed in there. “Let’s take a breath, please,” the nurse instructed Anastasi to breathe in then slowly release it. “You are a fantastic mum,” She rubbed her back gently, “I’m assuming you ran here on your own?” Anastasi only nodded, still trying to regulate her breaths.

“I- I was so scared,” Her confession in the form of a whisper, “He was w-wheezing and the car wouldn't start, so,” She looked up at the nurse.

“You ran several miles to get here, and in the nick of time too,” A doctor walked in interrupting the duo's conversation. He tapped his clipboard three times, “Truly amazing Mrs.Wilson, any later and this would be a serious issue,” The doctor smiled a calm and comforting smile.

“H-he’s okay? What happened?” Anastasia stood meeting the doctor half way,

“He’s doing much better, we got him on oxygen and gave him some medicine to help with the fever” He gently grabbed her hand as the nurse rubbed soft circles on her back. “As for the issue with his breathing, it seems that he is asthmatic,”

“Asthmatic?” Anastasia knew her mother-in-law was asthmatic but Oliver wasn’t, Must have skipped a generation her mind settled at the good news. She let out a soft sigh before looking at the doctor so he could continue.

“Yes, but it is very common for young children especially if it runs in the family,” He reassured her, “I recommend getting him in to see a specialist so they can prescribe him with an actually one but for the time being we, we will issue an emergency inhaler,” He let go of her hand and looked to the nurse, “Please get her a glass of water then take her back.” With a nod of confirmation, he left out the door and back into the halls.

“I- thank you, thank you so much,” Anastasia looked at the nurse, teary eyed but smiling non the less .

“Of course love, let's get you settled,” She smiled. Guiding her further into the hospital's halls.

“Hello, I’m here for Alex, Alex Wilson,” Heavy breath came from Oliver's lips. He had left right after work to join his wife, not even bothering to change out of his uniform.

“Oh Mr.Wilson, welcome,” The check-in lady smiled up at him, “You can find him in room 1313 on the 13th floor.” She handed him a visitor sticker and pointed him in the direction of the elevators.

“Thank you,” He stuck the sticker onto his hero uniform and followed the lady's directions to the elevators. After weaving between doctor, nurses, and other patients he arrived at his son’s room. “Anastasi, I-I’m here,” He pushed open the door calling for her, his words were halted when he saw her laying in bed sleeping, with Alex nuzzled on her chest. Her hand unconsciously patting his back.

“You’re late again,” A deep voice sounded from the window seal area. A man appeared, dressed in a suit and glasses covering his face.

“Who are you? And why are you here?” Oliver was cautious but in order to not draw attention kept his voice low.

“Names Kage, I’m Roger’s right. hand. man,” He smirked as a look of fear crossed Oliver's face, “He sent me here to check on her, one of his minions saw her running here and just wanted to be safe,”

“Does she know this?” Oliver nodded his head towards the bed where Anastasia slept peacefully.

“No, no and she won’t, because you’re not gonna dare tell your wife,” He made a fake pouty face, patting his fake eyelashes “That you let a villain protect her again, right?” His face broke into a dangerous smile. “Well now that you’re here I’ll be on my way,” He jumped up and stood on the window seal, “Can’t wait to tell boss it took you 5 hours to show up,” He chuckled before sliding open the window and jumping out.

“Damn it, stupid Roger,” Oliver huffed and glared at the window for a moment before heading towards the bed. “Anastasia, Anastais, My love,” He tapped her shoulder multiple times, “B-baby,” he huffed as the only response he received was a soft snore.

“I would let her rest, she’s been worrying for the last few hours,” The nurse announced her presence, scaring Oliver causing him to jump slightly. “I’m glad you actually showed up to this event,” the nurse scoffed at Oliver’s offended face before gathering some trash that was lying about the room. She stopped, trash bag in hand and held it out to Oliver, “ the woman who took care of your wife when she was pregnant, and the one who delivered your son,” she let him take the bag then walked out the door just as quickly as she had arrived.

“I- I had work,” He tried to argue but stopped seeing as she was long gone. Man the whole worlds against me He huffed before taking a seat in the chair closest to the window, I miss 2 measly events and suddenly I’m the bad guy He observed the room, taking in the small details, like how Anastasia favorite food sat on the counter or how there was a stuffed animal dressed in his super suit. How much have I missed? He sighed, dragging his hands across his face before running them down his neck. Is everything really that important? Or is Anastasia just dramatic. He removed his hands from his face and ran them up and down his knees a couple of times before grabbing his phone from his pocket. He scolded through his emails, reading some he had marked as important and deleting spams.

“Oliver? What,” Anastasia awoke slowly sitting up, cradling Alex to her chest to prevent him from falling, “What time is it?” She gently rubbed her eyes with her free hand, allowing them to adjust to the dim light of the hospital room.

“Hey love, it’s five-thirty,” He looked up from his phone and offered a forced smile. “How’s everything?” He set his phone down on the small table next to him, setting his full attention on her.

“Where uh Where were you?” She looked at him, completely ignoring his question, “I made sure to call when,” Her eyes sharpened as she registered the time, “I called you when you were doing paperwork,” She stood up, setting Alex down and securing him on the bed. “I called you hours ago,” She walked towards him like a predator who’s captured her prey, “Why are you so late?”

“Honey, you know I had work,” He rose and smiled at her “You’re overreacting and being unfair here,” He argued for his innocence.

“You know I would believe you, honestly I would,” She practically hissed out her sentence. “But, I called your Office, “ His eyes widened, questioning what in the world he would have been doing. “Your lovely secretary told me you were doing paper work all day?”

“Anastasia, they were important incident reports, I needed to get them done before I left,” He argued, matching her eyes with the same harsh glare, “You know how important my work is to me.”

“Yes, which is why I call WHEN YOU’RE DOING FREAKIN PAPERWORK,” She roared, scaring Oliver and causing him to stagger back slightly. “I mean, come on,” Anastasia was filled with rage, “there are other heroes you know? They can help out with the work too,” huffed into his face before backing away.

“I’m sorry,” He still stood there in shock at his normally calm wife's outburst. She looked just like her father, and the air was so deadly, He shifted uncomfortable looking at his wife, “I- I uh I’ll take a week off to help with,” He took a deep breath, “Help with Alex,”

“You can’t keep showing up after the fact,” She turned her back and made her way to the door

“Where are you going?” He was quick to follow, afraid she might walk out completely,

“Relax, I’m going to get the nurse hun, so we can go home and talk,” Anastasia turned to face her husband, making sure to grab his hand, “We will be okay” she kissed his cheek, then descended down the hall in search of a nurse.

“I’ll make it up to you, I promise,” He couldn’t take his eyes off her figure, whispering the promise. Maybe I’m the one underreacting. He sighed, turning back into the somewhat empty room. “Okay little guy, Please stop ruining my marriage” He made his way over to the bed where his boy layed. He stared down at the small figure smiling as Alex slept, swaddled up in a blanket. “Oh my baby boy,” He gently ran his hand over his head, “I promise, I’ll make this right with your mom”

“WARNING WARNING FIRE DETECTED,” A blaring alarm sounded through the hospital, “WARNING WARNING,”

“COULD THIS DAY GET WORSE?” Oliver yelled out in annoyance over the blaring alarm before quickly moving to cover his son’s ears. “Shh Baby, Let’s get you to mama,” I’m sure she’ll be back any second

“OLIVER!” Anastasia came rushing into the room, a small pair of earphones in hand, “I grabbed these for him,” She quickly placed them on the baby’s head and took him from Oliver's hands. “I found a nurse but the alarm went off.”

“Stay here, I’m gonna go see what’s going on,” He rubbed her shoulder and went for the door,

“What no, babe we’ll just evacuate,” Anastasia also began for the door,

“Hon, I’m sure it’s just a false alarm,” He smiled at her before pointing to his head, “Hero's Instincts,”

“Okay, I trust you,” She held the baby closer and nodded.

“I’ll be back, once I do a perimeter check,” He kissed her head before running out the door and down the hall.

“He’s wrong you know?” Anastasia jumped at the sudden voice from behind her. It didn’t take long for her to recognize it.

“Kage, w-what?” She was puzzled by the appearance of her once babysitter. “Why are you here? Is dad here too?” She smiled, Maybe he came to visit me and Alex.

“Sorry sweet thing but your old mans not here today,” He brushed over her other question simply smiling at her. “We do need to leave relatively soon tho love, that fire is real,” He gently tugged at her arm, leading her towards the door.

“What, no no Oliver said it was a false alarm,” She stood her ground adjusting Alex slightly. “His hero instincts said so,” She gave him a small smile

“Yeah, well what does your gut say?” Kage asked, Rule #1 only trust your own gut He sighed thinking about the first rule he ever taught her.

“I-I’m not a hero so it doesn't matter,” She took a deep breath, Oliver would never lie to me. She removed herself from Kage’s grip and went to sit on the bed.

“Please Hun, we really need to go,” He walked towards her, trying to reason, Damn stubborn Andrews “Anastasia, Please,” He was willing to beg if it meant getting her out of here.

“Leave me Kage, If something really is wrong I can save myself,” Only sinking deeper into the sheets

“FINE,” He huffed, walking towards the window, “Save yourself then Doll,” He opened the curtains then the window before diving out Seems like Deja Vu.

“He was just being protective,” Anastaisa cooed at Alex slightly bouncing him, she waited patiently for any type of new but nothing came.

“Why are you trusting Oliver,” Another voice came from the room, this time it was softer, younger, and far more childlike. It had a honey like tone, “He’s lied to us so many times,” A small girl walked from within the shadows. Her face, hair, and eyes were oh so familiar to Anastasia. “Remember when he promised to take us to that Gala? Or A honeymoon after our wedding?” She continued, walking towards the bed. Her smile slowly faded with each step.“Or when our dream of a family finally came true? ” She glanced at Alex and the once sweet tone turned bitter, “WHERE WAS HE?” She screamed, causing Anastasia to jump.

“WHO ARE YOU?” With the scare she stood, ready to defend Alex.

“Who am I? Who are You, Dad raised us better,” The voice was now right in Anastasia's ear but yet no one was there, “Wake up please, before you get us killed,” like a quick breeze the voice was gone, faded into nothing.

“T-The hell,” She was shaking, tears were streaming down her cheeks yet she didn't remember them forming. Us? Dad? Killed? Who was the girl? She went to stand when a loud cracking noise was heard from above her. THE FIRE, I knew it. It was like she had snapped out of a daze, her rose colored glasses suddenly turned to gray. She was quick to move as the roof slowly began to crumble. It must have started at the top floor and made its way down. She quickly facinded the baby carrier on her back and set Alex inside it. “We have to get out of here,” She cursed herself for her ignorance. “Why wouldn’t I evacuate, I’m such an idiot,” She huffed making her way down the long hallway. As she passed each room, each one was empty, not even a nurse could be seen.

“IS EVERYONE OKAY?” Oliver called out to the group of people in front of him. He had small burn marks all along his clothes but his skin was still untouched. I think I cleared everyone out. He smiled at his good work.

“SIR WE ARE MISSING PEOPLE,” a women cried

“What, who? I checked every floor,” He argued

“My Husband, Please” she grabbed onto his arm, “He’s still please,” She cried

“Okay, Don’t worry I promise I’ll save him,” He ran back into the burning hospital, Covering his mouth to avoid inhaling the dark smoke, “HEY, IS ANYONE HERE,” he frantically searched for the man, moving tables and chairs to get a clear view.

“OVER HERE, PLEASE, I'M STUCK,” An old scratchy voice came from somewhere in the smoke filled room.” Oliver grabbed his phones from his pocket, quickly turning on the torch to illuminate the room.

“Hey, man I’m gonna get you outta here,” He made quick work in removing a chunk of the ceiling that had surely crushed the man's right leg. “Up you go old timer,” He gently heaved him up onto his back,

“WAIT,” the old man screamed, huffing from the smoke, “A woman a-and her baby are still in there,” He pointed inward a little. “She has this dark brown hair,” He tried to remember the women he had seen while rushing down the stairs.

“Anastasia,” Oliver whispered, staring down the hall. He went to set the man down but halted. What kind of hero risks someone's life for selfish desire? He breathed and tightened his hold on the man before running towards the exit.

“WAIT WHAT ABOUT HER?” clingy to Oliver the old man voiced his concern,

“I have to save you, I’m sorry” His tone was soft, sorrowful.

“Are you going back for her?” As they made it out of the hospital both took a breath of the much fresher air.

“I-I should, yes,” He went to move. But what kind of man lets his wife die? He was stunned, Surely she wouldn't die right,

“THERE SHE IS,” The old man cheered seeing the silhouette of the women running towards the exit. Oliver smiled in relief,

“Anastasia,” He could move, seeing his wife so close to safely allowed a weight to be lifted. He could feel his feet begin to move back towards the burning building . “ANASTA..,” the sound of cracking interrupted his call. Looking right above her figure he saw the only exit begin to crumble.

“OLIVER, HELP” she called voice ruff and smoke filled. He froze, all motion stood still as he watched the ruble fall, successfully trapping her into the building

“NO, ANASTASIA” falling to the ground, He felt faint, like he was going to puke. The people around screamed, begging for him to get up and help. But he was left immobile on the hard asphalt. His thoughts began to flood his mind, canceling out all noise around him. What if I went looking for her, what if I agreed and she had evacuated. He sat on the ground while watching the building burn. “No,no no PLEASE,” He howled pounding into the ground, creating a crack in the asphalt. “ANASTASIA,” He took a sharp inhale “ALEX” laying his head to the ground he sobbed, why, why.

“Mr.Wilson” the soft voice of the nurse called for him. It was a nice change compared to her tone earlier. “Mr.Wilson, please you’ve been out here for hours.”

“I’m sorry,” Hours? Oliver refused to move his head, I’ve wasted hours out here but I would’ve only taken a minute to save her. His soft whimpers sounded so faint, as if his vocal cords were all used up.

“Mr.Wilson, please” The nurse dropped to the ground next to him, gently taking his body into her. “Please love, breathe, I know,” His body shook in her hold, “I know baby, I know,” She gently began rocking back and forth, humming a lullaby. Her attempt to comfort him did little to help. She watched as the once noble hero sobbed his heart out on the floor.

“It’s all my fault,” he took a shaky breath, “If I only listened and actually showed up when it mattered,” He felt so broken, so incomplete. Would things have been different if I had actually shown up? He lifted his head, looking directly at the sky. Would she be here scolding me for the burns? He held his arm up above his head, staring at the burns that littered his hand. Must have been when I rescued the old man. His arm dropped back to his side, scraping against the asphalt on its way.

“Oliver Wilson,” the nurse’s voice was demanding, as if she was scolding a small child. “Sir, You need to get up, your wounds are severe.” She grabbed his unburned hand and made an attempt to bring him up with her. “Please sir, for Anastasia you need to survive,” She tried to reason.

“I want to join her,” Harshly pulled his arm away, he remained on the floor, eyes still aimed at the sky. “My son, my wife, what reason do I have to remain here?” He whispered, expecting to receive no answer.

“BECAUSE YOU ARE A HERO,” The nurse screamed, standing up over him. “YOU LOVED YOUR JOB SO MUCH THAT YOU PUT IT ABOVE HER!” harshly grabbing him and forcing his eyes onto her. “You played hero when you should have been playing husband,” She huffed, tears streaming down her soot ridden face. “So at the very least,” letting out a soft sob, “You can dedicate the rest of your life to being a hero.” releasing with a soft shove back, she wiped her tears refusing to look at Oliver. “Amend for the mistakes you made, by never making them again,” making her way towards the small medical area to retrieve some bandages for him.

It’s been four years since the incident, and nothing has changed. The rain fell, running down the Olivers office window. I miss them everyday, but I can’t stop not now. He looked down at the newspaper that sat on his desk. Right on the front page he stood with a bright smile. Four years since my biggest mistake, my biggest regret. A strike of lightning illuminated the sky, so ingrained in his thoughts, he missed the shadow that appeared with it. As fast as the lighting had appeared the figure was gone with it. “DAMN HERO WORK” ripping the paper from the desk, holding it near his face. “DAMN ME!” Tearing the news to shreds, he allowed the paper to fall to the floor making a large mess. “Damn me” He whispered, collapsing to his knees, leaning his head against the desk.

“Poor, Poor pitiful you” A deep voice called from behind him. He took a glance behind him but before he could react, was met with a large hammer that sent him flying through the glass window, shattering it on the way. The world started to fade into black as he fell from the top of the building. The wind rushed through his ears and hair causing even more insanity in his mind. The only thing he saw was a silhouette of two people, one with a hammer resting on their shoulder and the other with their white teeth twisted into a smile.

“Oliver? Oliver, are you okay honey?” A caramel-like voice called out to him. It was smooth and rich, almost like he could hear the sugar in it. “Oliver, Hun you have Work” His form was now being shaken, rather aggressively. “OLIVER” The voice screamed.

“Hu-huh what!!” His eyes shot open, searching the room for a second. He was met with these gray greenish eyes. Focusing his attention on the owner of the eyes, staring deeply into them. “A-anastasia?” He slowly sat up, his eyes refusing to leave hers.

“Yes love? Are you feeling okay?” She put her hand to his forehead, feeling his temperature. “You are a little sweaty,” Anastasia removed her hand wiping it on the blue apron she was wearing. “I'll get you a cooling cloth,” Making her way towards the door.

“NO WAIT!” He sat up getting out of bed, rushing to hug her. “P-please, let’s just lay down,” he stood there for a second before walking backwards towards the bed. Making sure to never remove his arms from around her. He sat them both on the bed, keeping her close. “I’ve missed you,” He huffed, digging his face into her neck. A bad dream, it was all a bad dream. The fire, the death all just a nightmare.

“Aww love, You were only in France for a week,” She placed her hands in his hair, soothing the bed head he had.

“Oh,” France? He rested there for another second before moving to look at her. “Where is Alex? Is he okay?” Eager to see his son again, he glanced behind her looking at the door. Strange, that's new. His eyes focused on the familiar picture that showed their first vacation together, hung right across the hall. I thought our wedding picture hung there? She must have put it up recently, Man I’ve really missed a lot. He focused his attention back on Anastasia, who had a look of pure confusion.

“Alex? Who’s Alex?” With a light tilt of her head, she questioned the mysterious person her husband talked about. “Is he a friend of Yours?” She smiled, interested to meet a friend of Oliver.

“No,No love,” He chuckled softly. “Our child, remember? Alex?”

“C-child?” A bright smile overtook her face, “You want kids?” she blushed and giggled. “Well I think that’s a wonderful idea but maybe wait a little longer” She placed her forehead to his, kissing his nose. “Speaking of, where are we going for our honeymoon?”

“H-honeymoon?” Oliver pulled away, “W-what? Where's Alex?”

“Honey Alex doesn't exist, at least not yet” She continued to rub his head. “Are you okay, seriously love our wedding was last week, kids seem a little ambitious”

“Last week, no no baby you must’ve hit your head, Our 7 year anniversary is coming up,” feeling around the bed, he looked for his phone. “Have you seen my..?” Before he could finish Anastasia was holding up his phone. “Ah thank you,” He quickly unlocked it by pulling up the calendar. “See it’s December 18,” pointing to the phone. December 18? Looking back at the phone, just to double check. No, no way, It was November 11 last I checked. Running a hand through his hair letting out a shuddered sigh. What the Hell is going on?

“Maybe you need rest, love,” She got up and assessed him by laying him back down on the bed. “I’ll grab you some medicine,”

“Y-yeah, that sounds amazing,” He nodded, smiling up at her, “thank you,” shifting to get into a more comfortable position, he allowed his body to rest but his mind stayed alert. Where am I, Think Oliver. He stared blankly out the window in the room, How did I get here,

“I’ll be there in a second love,” Anastasai called from the kitchen.

“Alright,” Just this morning, I was knocked out a window and a few years ago my wife Anastasia died along with my son Alex. He looked down at his hands, they shook slightly. But- uh now she stands right in front of me, with no knowledge of our son. Looking up to the sound of footsteps, W-was I kidnapped,

“Here’s the medicine,” Along with her was a tray of his favorite food and a cup of..

“Coffee?” He looked cautious at it. “I uh don’t drink coffee anymore,” staring at the cup which was a deep brown almost black color, “You- You know that Anastasia,” Hesitantly he looked up at her with a forced smile.

“Oh sorry,” Anastasia smiled, it seemed bitter as if he had angered her. “I thought you would remember how I made your hot chocolate, you know with 100% cocoa,” looking down at him, letting out a hiss-like sound.

“O-oh, no… I love this,” He smiled softly, still staring at the cup. It’s been so long since I've had this.

“Oh well, that’s strike one,” Anastasia whispered.

“Wha…” Oliver was met with a wicked smile and a cackle.

“That’s okay, lets just RESTART,” With a yell, a hammer was brought down onto Oliver’s head, knocking him out cold once again.

“Oliver? Oliver? Love, please.”

There's that voice again. Oliver slowly opened his eyes, this time being met with a white ceiling. “W-where am I?” He looked around catching the same gray eyes, ones he could stare into for hours.

“Oh love, are you okay that was quite the fall,” Anastasia ran her hands over his head gently.

“Indeed Mr.Wilson, seems like you have a concussion,” A man in a white coat walked into the room, in his hand he held a simple clipboard but his glasses looked so familiar. “Lucky, You should be out before the gala tonight,” He smiled softly looking at the couple.

“Yeahh, you’ll be able to attend tonight,” Anastasia gently grabbed Oliver's arm in excitement. “Aren’t you excited?”

“G-gala, I-uh-I thought it was our honeymoon?” Oliver continued to look around the room. No, I know she was just talking about our non-existent honeymoon. He focused on the calendar that hung in the corner of the room. April 12… What’s going on?

“Love, our honeymoon was over 2 years ago, remember?” She chuckled softly “We didn’t even go on one,” stopping her hand in his hair, “You might’ve hit your head harder than we thought.” Her grip tightened slightly.

“Y-yeah, maybe,” He moved his hand up to his hair, gently removing her hand. This, this isn’t my Anastasia. He smiled at her, encasing her hand in his. I can feel it.

“Well, we can do one final check up and you should be out of here,” Making his way closer to Oliver, clipboard still in hand. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a set of gloves.

“Oh thank you Doctor,” Anastasia eagerly pounced in her seat. “See honey, that fall wasn’t so bad,”

“W-what exactly happened?” Oliver was still confused on how exactly he got into this situation.

“Oliver, you’re scaring me,” looking up at the doctor, “You, you fell out the window of your office building,”

Window, window? “DAMN IT” as quickly as he could he stood up from the bed. “STAY AWAY FROM ME!” He slowly began backing up towards the room's door.

“Oliver, what is your problem?” Anastasia also stood, confused by his sudden behavior. “D-doctor Kage? What's going on?”

“I don’t know, b-but we gotta get him under control,” Kage pushed Anastasia behind him, protecting her from any movements that Oliver could possibly make.

Kage, Kage? He racked his brain, trying to find where he had heard that name before. “Roger's right hand man,” Oliver whispered, looking at Kage to see any type of reaction. The way Kage’s eyes widened slightly was all the confirmation he needed. “It is you,” Oliver started, eyes wide. “A-anastasi? What are you doing,”

“That’s strike two,” She pushed Kage behind her, facing her husband head on. Her damsel in distress act faded completely. “I’m sorry Olive, but you keep screwing up,” Huffing, she launched herself at him. Aiming to punch him but was quickly blocked by Kage.

“Anastasia, the Plan” He reminded her, gently pushing her back. She turned with a huff, collecting herself. With her back turned, he only saw her hands doing little motions.

“Right, Right.. Of course.” After another deep breath, she turned back around. “My apologies dear, but we need to restart,” One more time, that’s all we can afford.

“W-what does that mean,” Oliver stood ready, “No more of that stupid hammer.” He argued, taking a server of his area, keeping an eye on both Anastasia and Kage.

“Awww but that’s the best part,” She pouted, looking up at him with puppy dog eyes. He hesitated, looking at her face, one she would make anytime she wanted something.

“No.. No more hammer,” Oliver huffed, making his tone stern.

“Fine by me Hero,” The deep gruff voice was all he heard before his jaw was crushed in and he was sent flying into the wall. At impact the wall shattered, crumbling under the sheer force of his body. Oliver stuck in the wall for a moment before falling down to the ground, he wheezed coughing blood. He held himself on his hands and knees, desperately trying to catch his breath. “Oh, still have some fight?” The same voice called before he sent Oliver’s head through the floorboard.

“D-dad, careful with him,” Anastasia kneeled down over Oliver's body, using both hands to lift his head. “Yep he’s unconscious,” She ran her finger to his neck, checking his pulse, “But not dead.”

“Why? He’s just some fake hero scum,” Roger kicked the man’s unconscious foot. “Let his son die and almost lost his wife.” The room's air suddenly turned heavy as Roger realized he had said that out loud.

“Do NOT mention Alex,” Anastasia hissed, aiming the end of her hammer at his head, “ever” Roger put his hands up, sweat running down his neck while he slowly backed away from her.

“I’m sorry,” She lowered her weapon slowly, staring into his eyes.

“Apology Accepted” Her smiling face returned before she skipped towards the door, “Kage, Dad, get Oliver and set up for scene three,” She giggled leaving the two grown men in a cold sweat. Oliver, you got one last chance, please don’t screw up.

“OLIVER, OLIVER I NEED ASSISTANCE!” Sitting up with a start Oliver looked around. He was back in his master room, sitting in the bed. “OLIVER!” He quickly removed the blankets and ran out into the living room. There sat on the ground was Anastasia, cradling a small bundle of pink blanket. “Sorry love, but Beatris is fussing,” She pointed towards the kitchen, “and Alex is out, so could you please grab me her bottle,” He stood there, dumbfounded.

“Uh-” He knew something was wrong, he’d felt like he was in a fever dream. No, No I won’t be fooled again. He smacked himself a couple times, trying to straighten his mind. Is this real or, or just another act? He began to breathe heavily, Do do I fight or. He was having a panic attack, his mind could not decide whether he should fight the woman he loved, or simply continue to live this fantasy. He crumpled to the ground, hyperventilating causing him to see stars. “A-anastasia, Please,” He sobbed, gripping the ground so hard his finger began to bleed. “Please, n-no more game’s, tell me what happened,” smacking his head into the ground repetitively, “WHY *smack* WHY *smack* WHY!” his head was bleeding at this point, it slowly dripped onto the flood. “WHERE DID IT GO WRONG!” He screamed, aiming to slam his head again but he was stopped by two soft hands. Anastasia was now in front of him defending his head from the brutality of the floor. Oliver’s breath hitched, he quickly looked up to meet her eyes. There she sat in all her glory, tears in her eyes as she watched her husband's merciless attack on himself. “You are my Anastasia, I know that now,” allowing his head to rest in her hands. He inhaled deeply, settling his mind for an instant. He had made up his mind.

“I’m sorry, I wanted to make you suffer,” She let out a soft sob, “Suffer like I had to, all these voices kept talking to me.” Anastasia stared at her husband's blood ridden face. “Y-you didn’t save us, a-and” watching as one of his hands came to wipe her tears. “I- I couldn't save him,” Collapsed into his chest. “I WATCHED YOU LEAVE US” she sobbed gripping his shirt. “I HATED YOU BUT YET I STILL LOVED YOU” Anastasia shook with both anger and heartbreak.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I hate myself too,” Oliver held her close. “N-not a second goes by that I don’t regret my whole existence,” He quickly buried his face into her hair. “I-im sorry you had to suffer alone, I’m sorry I was never there,” Oliver let out a soft sigh, “I’m sorry I couldn’t save you and I’m sorry I couldn’t save him,” He was heartbroken but yet sitting here with her in his arms made it a little more bearable. He didn’t care if she hated him, wanted him dead, he just wanted her here in his hold. “Hit me, kill me, keep me in this time loop, whatever you want, just please, don’t leave me.”

“No, no more games, I uh I think my play time is up,” Her breath had begun to steady and her sobs had ceased. She gently smiled into his chest, I’m home, home at last. Pulling away from him she gently grabbed his face and brought him into a soft loving kiss. “I love you my Oliver,” She giggled at his small blush. Brushing away any left over tears, before meeting her eyes to his.

“And I love you my beautiful Anastasia” He sighed a content smile taking over his face. Ever since that fire, Oliver only regretted one thing more than not saving Anastasia, and that was allowing her to suffer alone for so long.

“Mama, Is dinner ready?” A child's voice called as the front door shut. His small footsteps were heard running through the house. “Oh dad, you’re home.” Alex ran to join his family in the small huddle on the ground. His small arms could barely wrap around his father so Oliver moved to wrap him in their hug.

“Hi baby, I’m home, Home for good” Oliver kissed his son's head and cradled him close to his chest. Anastasia smiled, enjoying this small moment, knowing many more where to come. Maybe this fantasy life won’t be so bad.

“So she went through with it?” Kage asked, watching as his boss kneeled by the two bodies that laid on the ground. Kage had never seen his boss cry, the big man seemed unbreakable but yet Every man has his, He watched as Roger gently picked up his daughter's limp body, tilting his head and saying a soft prey for the girl he once raised.

“Grab him, we should give them a proper burial,'' gesturing towards Oliver's body, which sat with a peaceful smile on his lips. Roger made his way out of the house still holding his head high even while tears ran down his face, landing on Anastasias’s beneath him. “May you have all you’ve dreamed of” He whispered, lifting her body to lay a gentle kiss to her head. “My beautiful baby girl.”

A Happy Family

Warning: Death, graphic, spoiler, sad ( part of my OC) Mention of Sex as well, language, slight yander, children, mention of suisisde... Just really sad

Master List

Ace x Thick Fem reader…

Y/N sat on the edge of the boat slowly drifting in and out of reality…

"Ace I love you," Y/N giggled happily, holding her boyfriend's hand tightly as they walked around the dark deck of the Mobey dick.

" Y/N, I love you too but Pops would kill me if he knew we were dating," Ace said looking down. [ Y/N Newgate Blood daughter of Edward Newgate - Whitebeard, Y/N has a devil fruit inspired by Xibalba and La Mureta. She uses dead bodies as Puppets… often as La Mureta to show her appreciation for them allowing her strength… Xibalba.. was a far darker force. She also might be one of the physically strongest on the ship, she is 19 years old and is a little thicker than most girls both in muscle and chub. She loves to fight and eat]

" When are you going to tell him," she whined turning towards Ace, pinning him to the railing. With a soft gasp, her sudden boldness caught him by surprise.

" L-later, I promise," he said blushing from the closeness as he slowly leaned into the girl, glancing at her lips before successfully capturing them. Lost in their own little world, they failed to notice the blue phoenix that flew through the air on watch.

Marco POV " and then they kissed," Marco said as the other commanders looked at him, following along with his heavily detailed story about what he had just witnessed the night before. Sitting around the table enjoying their breakfast

" No way, Pops is gonna kill him," Thatch said laughing.

" No kidding," Izo said also joining in.

" Do you think they did it?" Vista asked with a big smile.

" Did what?" Jozu asked taking a bite of bread.

" You mean the Nasty?!!" Marco gasped at the idea. Not particularly fawn at thinking about his adopted brother and sister in such a light. 'surly Ace was not that stupid'

" I did see Y/N walking funny earlier," Izo said with a wide smile. The others cackled at his implication.

"Let's go see," Thatch said standing up and walking towards Y/N's room.

" I don't know," Marco said hesitantly. What if they were doing it? What if Pops found out they were peaking on his daughter?

" Ace stop" A small whine was heard through the door, followed by the softest moan.

"Aww come on you know you love it" Ace's voice was deep and Husky. You could practically hear the sex off it.

" ARE THEY ACTUALLY" Izo whispered\yelled. Marco and Vista quickly smacked him upside the head to shut him up.

" Ace's noooo your hands are c-cold" They could hear the springs of the mattress shifting. "ah Ace yes~"

" That's it I'm leaving," Marco whispered as he started to walk away with the other commander not far behind him.

(Normal)

Ace ran his hands up Y/N's bare legs towards her stomach and to her chest. "See? I warmed them up for you, " he chuckled mischievously, lowering his head to lay gentle kisses up her bare neck. "Mmm. Princess," He gently inhaled, taking in her soft smell. As he shifted, pulling her closer again… both jumped at the booming voice of Whitebeard.

" Y/N Sweetie, come and have a drink with me"

" Shit" Ace whispered as he quickly moved to dress the two. Reaching for his shorts, throwing her shirt and jeans at her, to top it off he gently set his hat upon her lamp with her headband tied around it.

" Ah Ace, you're in here too perfect," WhiteBeard said as he opened the door, smiling at the sight of the two people he had been hunting for in the same spot.

" Papa! Sorry, Ace was asking about a battle formation," Y/N said pulling a paper with multiple drawings of stick figures all over it. " See," she said handing him the paper. Now each of them sat on different sides of the bed, acting as if it was a table. The large man smirked and glanced between the two.

" GAHHAHA" He laughed. Holding up the paper with a proud look on his face " This is why you are our stagiest," He said as he ducked under the door and strolled out " COME OUT WHEN YOU'RE DONE," Ace was flabbergasted as to where exactly she had pulled that out of…

" Where the hell did you pull that out of!?" Ace asked slowly getting up off the bed, gently picking up his hat, and handing the headband to her.

" I'm always prepared," Sticking her tongue out before running out of the room in her black jeans, sleeveless turtle-neck, and her signature headband securely tied around her head. Ace could only chuckle, watching as she dashed out leaving him to gather himself complete. He sat for a moment, staring at the floor… contemplating when the best time to confess to pops about what he's been doing.

" So Acey Boys fucking the princess?" Ace's head shot up only to meet with the eyes of a phoenix. His eyes widened ever so slightly, realizing he was so lost in thought he failed to hear the footsteps of Marco.

" Marco, w-what do you mean"

" We heard last night, all of it" This time it was Izo. Ace shifted his gaze to the new man.

"I-I"

" Remember boy you're just a guard and she'll be the queen," Vista said leaning against the door.

" I don't know what-" Ace started to protest but was cut off.

" Ace, Remember Not all stories end happily," Thatch said putting a hand on his shoulder.

" W-what are you talking about" Fed up with their constant interruptions, he clenched his fist, trying to understand why they were there.

" POPS IS GONNA KILL YOU" They all busted out laughing. Ace took a gulp of air and began to sweat. Realizing exactly why… he had been figured out… and he was so fucked…

Time Skip- 2 months

As the months moved, Y/n had been noticing soft changes in her body. She had gained weight, not nearly as much energy… and a strange sensation. So… she found Ace… and Marco… and an hour later… she found a positive pregnancy test.

(3 months later)

"Y/N my dear, why aren't you drinking?" Her father asked handing her a mug. She had been able to hide the facts so easily, having just come off a long mission not too long ago… but her bump was quite prominent, and coming up with excuses to not drink… was becoming harder.

" Sorry, Papa I'm not in the mood," she said gently setting her hand on her stomach. Subconsciously rubbing it in gentle circles to comfort herself. Now Newgate was a smart man so he knew something was off. He's had a feeling for a while now.

"Y/N, is there something you're not telling me? You love to drink" He asked looking down at the girl who was wearing a much baggier sweater than usual and hunched slightly over her midsection.

" Yes papa," she whispered. Growing tired of hiding… especially from her father.

" Would you like to talk about it?" He asked as he picked her up and set her on the arm of his chair. Removing the mug he had handed her, setting it off to the side and out of the way.

" I-I'm pregnant" She whispered. Not having the complete confidence to tell him… still unsure of his reaction.

" W-what was that?" He asked, he had heard her the first time… but just to allow the news to completely settle in.

" I'm Pregnant," she said louder, eyes closed tightly, lifting her shirt to reveal the small bump that had begun to show. It was barely noticeable through her natural chub… but if you knew Y/n… you could tell. Oh, and he could certainly tell. Staring at her for a moment. Eyes wide and mouth slightly a jar.

" Y-Y/n, I'M gonna be a GRANDPA?" he questioned a bright smile overtaking his face. Throwing his head back and cackling in laughter, practically shaking the ship. Staring up at the sky for a moment before refocusing on her, now a much softer and loving smile present.

" Yes Papa," she said smiling up at her father. He was so excited, I mean… a baby on a pirate ship… talk about unheard of.

" W-Wait before I get ahead of myself, who's is it?" She stiffened slightly. Knowing Ace had yet to tell him…Her silence concerned him… fearful that the child's real father would be absent… " Princess please tell me it's not some random man?" she quickly shook her head, slightly offended by his assumption.

" NO! No of course not Papa, It's one of the commanders," she said covering her face. Knowing she had just redirected the responsibility onto Ace… as well as the others who knew of her pregnancy.

" COMMANDERS" his voice boomed throughout the whole ship. Catching the attention of all, even Thatch who was tucked away in the kitchen… with a gut feeling telling him to hide.

" Yes Pops," they asked as they were all suddenly lined up in front of him. Some are sweating, others smirking… Ace in particular was sweating… Now don't question it. He was so excited… to think… someone like him could have so much… be given a girlfriend… now a child. No matter what happened right now… he was going to take full responsibility for her… his gift… his baby.

" My sweet daughter here has just informed me that she is holding one of your offspring.. so which one is it?" They all looked at each other. Studying their reactions and movements… trying to catch the culprit before he came out himself.

" IT'S ACE'S" "IT'S MINE" Slightly taken back by the number of voices, the others looked at each other. The answer having been lost in the shouts. "MINE! IT'S MINE" Ace quickly spoke again, raising his hand high, a proud smile on his face. He was so happy to finally say that out loud… even though Pops offered him a death glare in return. "I… We've been dating for a year now…" He smiled softly, turning his down to the ground to avoid the stare.

" Is he the farther Y/N?" He asked looking back to his daughter.

" Yes Papa," she said smiling. Glad to know that Ace was so proud of them… their relationship

" GAHAAGAGAHAGAHA" Pops laughed. " THEN WE SHOULD CELEBRATE" he yelled. " Ace my boy," he said looking down at him and lifting his drink in a toasting matter " Take care of her, She has some dangerous blood running through her and that child as well," he said handing Ace a Drink. "hehe now adding you into the bunch," Ace only nodded softly, a silent promise that he had already made long ago.

"Right"

Time Skip to Alabasta. (about a year later… maybe more)

Ace POV " This is my brother Ace." Luffy was parading Ace around like a trophy. "He's so strong, but I can beat him," he said with a large smile. Slinging his arm over Ace's shoulder, dragging him closer.

"As if." Shoving his head down. " I would like to apologize for causing any trouble", Ace bowed and apologized for anything that his brother had done while adventuring.

" Are you two really related" Nami asked, glancing between the two, seeing the resemblance but not quite convinced.

" Yep, well kinda," Tired from the journey Ace really didn't feel like explaining the whole Sake tradition. "You see-" he was quickly interrupted by the swordsman, his voice carrying from the crow's nest of the small ship.

" HEADS UP THERE'S A BOAT COMING THIS WAY!" Running over to the side to see who it was, Ace smiled at the sight. There riding in the Striker was his beautiful wife carrying his tinny 1-year-old son.

" It's ok I know her," She carefully pulled up close to the Going Marry, waving softly at Ace and the others. Quickly jumping from the boat Ace swiftly moved to help her. " Hi babe and baby," He said kissing the tops of both their heads.

" Dada!" Sabo giggled making grabby hands. He was quite good at speaking… Pops claimed it was because he technically had a bit of giant in him, much like Y/n did. Saying something like they develop faster or something.

" Hello, little man!" Ace smiled, gently taking him from Y/N's arms. "here let me," Picking her up as well before jumping back onto his brother's ship.

" You know I can fly right?" She asked with a raised brow but wrapped her arms around his neck regardless.

" I know but I still love carrying you" Landing back on the ship, the others stared to crowd the small family. Luffy specifically was infatuated with the woman and the little boy.

" Ace, Who is she?" Luffy asked running up to her, lapping around her. A slightly confused look on her face.

" Hello, I'm Portgas D Y/n!" She said holding her hand out. Smiling softly, Ace's description matched the boy perfectly.

" ACE YOU HAVE A SISTER!?" Luffy yelled. Not quite understanding the situation, causing Y/n and the others to chuckle.

" No, No, Luffy this is my Wife," Ace slightly facepalmed, but chuckled nonetheless.

" So she's like my sister now?" He asked looking her up and down lingering in places his eyes shouldn't, subconsciously of course! He had never seen a woman… be thick… yet so pretty. Alvida was ugly…until she turned skinny… Nami was skinny… Vivi… but she had a charm to her… a soft charm. One that even had Zoro doing a double take.

" Yep! And keep your grimy eyes off," Ace growled softly, shoving the younger boy's head sideways, tearing his gaze from Y/n.

" So you must be Luffy?" Ace watched as Y/N walked toward him. " It's nice to finally meet you" Pulling him into a huge hug which he gladly returned. " It's nice to meet all of you" Letting go and bowing to the others, Y/n couldn't hide the smile that graced her lips.

" Hello!" they all said, bowing back.

" I thought WhiteBeard had no females on his crew?" Zoro questioned, skeptically looking her up and down. He recognized her from her wanted poster… but always believed it was a typo.

" Yep! But I'm an exception," With a proud smile she pointed to her chest "See I'm his blood daughter!" The others, taken slightly aback by the news… Ussop and Chopper shaking softly at the news.

" Glade they're on our side," Ussop said under his breath. Hugging Chopper who also sighed in relief.

" And who's this little guy?" Nami asked while bending down to the small boy's level, a gentle smile on her lips.

" Ah! Sabo say hello," Y/N said pushing him forward. He was shy… always had been, but he was still brave in a strange aspect.

" H-hii" He stuttered before quickly waddling behind Y/N's legs to hide.

" Is he yours?" Sanji asked, chuckling softly at the boy's actions.

" Yep all mine," Ace smiled… enjoying his family all together for the first time. I watched as Y/N picked Sabo up and walked towards Luffy.

" This is your Uncle," She shifted Sabo allowing him to look at Luffy directly.

" Uncle!" Sabo giggled, reaching for the rubber man… "Love… you!" He hesitated, making sure he had the right words.

" Sabo huh?" Luffy allowed a sad smile to form… looking closely you could see the small tears forming. "I love ya too kid…" He chuckled, removing his straw hat before gently placing it on the boy's head. A near silent promise… that no matter what… he would protect him.

Another time Skip to War of Best.

Ace's POV (Don't usually do character perspective…. but for this just seemed necessary)

"So you really have a kid?" Jinbe asked. Adjusting his chains to what seemed a more comfortable position.

" Yeah and a beautiful wife, and so much more" I couldn't help but tear up. Thinking about her… Sabo… the life we could've had… If only I could have controlled myself. Listened to them, Pops, Maroc… Y/n… every damn second I can hear her pleading voice 'Ace… please… I know… I know but We need you! I need you! SABO NEEDS YOU' She sobbed that night… not even able to look me in the eyes as I dropped her off on that Island. I couldn't help it, I couldn't put her in that kind of danger… not her… not him. But yet, here I was in prison and I was about to leave my Wife all alone with my son permanently… And the last thing I told her was 'You don't understand'… Talk about an idiot. " I'm just happy she's ok," I said tears now streaming down my face.

I sat there softly crying, Jinbe only offering comforting words and a figurative shoulder to cry on… but then I heard footsteps… Heavy footsteps… assertive ones. Looking up… there he stood…Grandpa.

" Ace, I tried to help you," He spoke taking a seat. Glancing up at me and scoffing at my tears " M-man up and quit your crying," He said. The softest break in his voice caused him to stutter.

" Shut up old man, I-I" I couldn't finish my sentence, I took a breath, figuring it was useless to argue… settling on putting in my last request now. "Hey old man," I said softly, meeting his bloodshot eyes.

" What Brat?"

"There's a beautiful Woman out there who's most likely going to show up at some point please keep her safe," I said looking at him with pleading eyes. Watching as he sighed, moving his hand to rub his eyes.

" Is she a pirate?"

" Yes, but she's the mother to my child," God that hurt to say… to talk as if I'd never see her again. I couldn't stop them so I simply let the tears slide down my face. I wasn't scared to die no not at all… in fact ever since I was little… I believed I deserved it but… now I was scared to leave her and scared of what would happen to her. Then there's my son… god the minute they find him he would be killed… Slaughted on the spot for merely existing. " Old Man, My Son," I said laughing softly… practically begging at this point. " Please don't let them take him, or get near him" I took a soft breath " She will give her life for him but I'm afraid they will do anything for him, sigh with my blood and hers," He simply looked at me…

" Who's blood does she carry?" He asked as he started to stand, turning his back to me… looking at the exit.

" WhiteBeard's Himself," I said letting out a chuckle.

" Boy, you are asking a lot…" I could hear his lip quivering… and a soft sigh leaving his lips… "Why… Why did you have to go and get caught," A soft drip sounded as his tears landed on the floor. "DAMIT BOY WHY" He screamed… punching the floor and causing it to crack… "I will… I promise boy," He spoke, moving one foot in front of the other… walking towards the exit. "I… I promise… I won't let this government take anything else from you…Your life is more than enough,"

"Thank you," I smiled softly at his words… knowing at the very least… they would be fine. "For everything old man," I bowed as he disappeared from sight.

Time Skip Right before Ace's death

Y/N POV

I ducked, covering Luffy as we ran through the insanity of the war. I felt the earth shake… and watched with horror as the large cannon began to separate me from my dad.

" POPS" Marco and Vista yelled, stopping in their tracks to watch the man before them.

" WHY? PLEASE NO!" I was screaming as he separated us, forcing us to leave him " PAPA PLEASE… DON'T LEAVE US… DON'T LEAVE ME!" God, there was so much going on… we had Ace… we won… why couldn't we just leave… why couldn't I just have my happy ending…

"POPS NO!" Ace stood beside me trying to hold me back as I attempted to rush back to him. We could only watch, his body bloodied and broken… his white hair stained red… but yet… a proud smile on his face. Turning to look at his children… us… me.

" My children Before I go, tell me. Was I a good Farther?" he asked as a single tear ran down his face.

" YES PAPA! YOU WHERE THE BEST, DON'T EVER QUESTION IT" I yelled out to him. Knowing that… this would be the last time I'd hear him… his voice, his laugh… his smile… all of it was for the last time. I watched as his face contorted… his smile dropping… and his eyes… going blank… "PAPA!!!" I screamed, making a move to run but two strong arms stopped him. "Y/n… Y/n… you have a son to return to… please!" It was Marco… he held me tightly to my chest, trying to reason with me, "Sabo… needs you… so let's go… while we still can," I didn't want to… no, not my dad… my old man… leaving him here… it didn't feel right… but yet… I knew I had to.

"Right…"

"Tsk… what a pathetic excuse of a man," I halted at the comment… a harsh, deep, ridged voice spoke. Akainu stood, staring us down from a close distance… far too close for comfort. "To die… a Pirate… How hell bound is he…" Oh, he irked me… so much… but the thought of Sabo, being left with Rayleigh … not knowing why his mother never came back to him, sobered me up.

" SHUT UP YOU KNOW NOTHING OF HIM!" Ace roared at him, his voice booming with rage… fuck. I didn't have time to react. Not a word was said, nor was there a movement as Ace leaped, aiming right at Akainu. I watched in frozen horror, glancing around the battlefield in search of Luffy… find him… protect him… you promised him… was the only thing going through my head. Finding him a decent distance, I refocused on Ace going blow for blow with the Admiral. Blood flew, spit, punch after punch… Lava… Fire… it fused together oh so beautifully yet so terrifying all at the same time.

" ACE STOP!" I screamed trying to gain his attention… pull him away… anything. But… he continued on, landing a decent blow to Akainus's face, causing the man to stumble back slightly… allowing both a moment to refocus. I could see it… the way his eyes wandered to the weakest link on the front line… "LUFFY!" too late… too late… too late… I was… too late to notice, to react, to move, to… to stop him.

" FINE, I'LL JUST GO FOR YOU!" Akainu yelled as he made his way toward Luffy.

"NO!" Me and Ace yelled at the same time. Too late… too late… too late… far too late… I watched… in pure horror as Ace took the blow… not just any blow… no… a fatal one.

"A-ACEE" Luffy's voice was ear piercing… his scream… his horror…his sorrow… I ran… as fast as I could… watching… from what felt like a mile away.

"a-ACE" I screamed as he fell to the floor, " NO NO NO" I screamed running toward him. Finally, finally, I was making up ground… sliding to my keens next to Luffy, allowing the boy to fall onto my shoulder…

" Ace" Luffy whispered, his eyes rolling back, a scream etched onto his face while he passed out… sliding down my shoulder… into the bloodied ground…

"L-luf!" Before I could move to help… the gurgling of Ace… called for me.

" He-hey babe," He said softly coughing up blood. A stupid smile on his face… his eyes already droopy and face pailing fast. With gentle hands, I brought him to rest on my lap… watching as my tears dripped onto his face.

" A-Ace… No, please tell me you're ok," I said cleaning the blood from his lip. I knew he wasn't… but god did I wish he was… wish the blood was another stupid joke… wish this damn pool of blood was actually spilled juice… but unfortunately… it wasn't. There was no sweet scent to it… only bitter and iron… and the sounds weren't the crew laughing… no it was gunshots, screams… death. I glanced next to me Luffy was passed, his eyes white and mouth wide. " L-look what you did to him," I said chucking softly trying to lighten the mood. "scared him for life…"

"Y/N I -I'm sorry"

"For what? You have nothing to apologize for," I said letting the tears run free.

" I put a target on Sabo's back, with my blood," He said tears running as well. His goofy smile was replaced with a deep frown… taking a moment he coughed up more blood.

" Ace, love… any child I or you had was gonna be wanted from birth" I sighed as his breathing started too slow. I watched as the light became a little more dime in his eyes… Oh, what a time… to be in his final moments… and all he can think about is our son… God what a man. " I'm just happy that you're the father of my child" I lowered my head pressing a soft kiss to his lips. Tasting the iron from his blood… and salt from his sweat. Gently pulling away… just gazing down at his basically white face.

"Please Y/N, keep him safe," Ace said as the breath left his lips " And please follow Luffy… keep him safe" He gave a soft smile, lifting his head to kiss me, "mm and Find someone else to love… someone to hold you… care for you… love… you," his breath shuttered… lifting himself again to meet my lips… one… last… time. I smiled at the last kiss we would ever share, with my husband… with my soulmate… " Ace the love of my life I promise I will keep everyone safe but… I can't promise to find another," I couldn't bring myself to promise something like that… "I never said till death do us part…" I held his lips centimeters away from mine… "Because I refuse to separate after death… stuck with me for eternity"

"Thank… you… for loving me…" He coughed… blood spitting up… spilling onto my hair, face, clothes… everything… "Thank you… for… my greatest.." He huffed… trying to continue… fighting the darkness threatening to take him… "Gift… I-I… will find you again… I promise…promis…" I watched… as his eyes went dark… his stupid smile still resting on his face… his breathing stopping completely… My Ace… oh my Ace… was gone… but yet… I could only smile… knowing that in those seven seconds of his life flashing before his eyes… I was in there… and Sabo… Luffy, Pops… Garp… Thatch… Marco… and I'm sure… even Teach.

Narrators POV

"ACE" the crew screamed as he went limp. They watched… tearful… scared… making no movements as Y/n sat there… smiling but motionless with Ace still resting on her lap.

" Y/N!!" Marco yelled, deciding he couldn't leave his sister there alone any longer… Rushing over… he gently grabbed Luffy, quickly handing him over to Jinbe before turning back to her. "Y/n?" He softly spoke… tearing up at the sight in front of him… 'Ace…' His heart hurt… oh so badly… Thatch… Pops… now Ace… all ripped from his fingers. He was dragged out of his thoughts when the ground suddenly shook… stumbling away from her, the sheer Haki that was radiating off her was… terrifying.

"АНННННННН!" а scream of agony ripped from Her throat as if she had just been stabbed through the heart. It was ear-shattering and heartbreaking… no matter what side you were fighting for. " AAAACCCCEEEEE!" she cried out. Violently sobbing, simply staring down at his body… "AGHHH ACE!!"

" Y/N CALM DOWN" The crew was trying to get her to calm down, they knew her devil fruit… heavily intertwined with her anger and sorrow… Losing control now… means doubling the size of the casualties.

" No no no no NOOOO!" She screamed… her hair floating as she allowed her energy to flow freely… shaking the ground. " I'm done with this!" She rasped… voice hoarse and ragged. "I'll kill you," she muttered softly… before tearing her eyes from Ace and staring at Akainu "I'll KILL YOU!" she screamed as she gently removed the now lifeless body from her lap. Taking caution to lay his head on the ground softly… taking his hat into her hands and staring at it for a moment before setting it safely upon her head. "DEADLY PUPPET!"

Everyone froze as the dead bodies all around her started to move again ( Minus Ace). Mangeld and broken… bodies of Marines and Pirates moved… Standing at a still position… like mer puppets. Marco gasped softly… staring at her face… seeing the ice-cold stare she held, no remorse for those she was using as she would usually have… No emotion about the fact that her own brothers were being used… She was no longer Y/n in this moment… nor was she La Muerte no love… health… celebration… no she was Xibalba… dark… frighting… forgetting those she was using.

" Kill every Marine In site" She demanded. Her voice was dark, laced in venom… eyes a neon green, and hair a now spikey form. Everyone watched in horror as the number of dead bodies doubled as well as the number of her army.

" Y/N STOP THIS MADNESS" The crew called back while at the same time trying to get Luffy to safety. Jinbe was horrified… Ace spoke as if this woman was a saint… but what he saw now was straight out of hell.

"Love… that's what she's acting on," Vista spoke quickly… catching the terrified look on Jinbe's face. "The unhealthy kind"

"Y/n PLEASE!" Marco screamed

" NO THEY KILLED MY HUSBAND AND MY FARTHER, NO MARINE WILL LEAVE HERE ALIVE" She screamed, moving to search for the bastard that did it… that killed him. Locking eyes on him… she only smiled, dark and menacing. " AND YOU, YOU SON OF A BITCH, I'LL KILL YOU MYSELF" she pointed at Akainu and started to walk towards him.

" Bring it on 'Princess'" He said getting ready for a fight. Using air quotes to taunt her… trying to get her mentally over the edge. It was working.

" AKAINU I'LL KILL YOU THEN I'M GOING AFTER THAT FATASS UP THERE," she said pointing toward Teach. Who gasped at her words… not realizing he was gonna get dragged in so soon.

As another body hit the floor, the two were going at it. Lava was flying with each connection of kicks and punches. Blood, sweat, and tears were flying everywhere. Some are attacks missing and others are not.

" YOUR SON WILL DIE THE SAME WAY HIS FARTHER DID" Akainu yelled, ' I can break her' he thought. He was not expecting such a vigorous fight… especially from a woman. 'never believed that a broken-hearted woman… was far more dangerous than a greedy man…' She was proving his belief wrong now.

" AKAINU THAT'S ENOUGH" Garp yelled. ' I made a promise' he thought struggling under Son Goku. He needed to get to her… at the very least… be ready for if they moved to hunt for son… His great-grandson… 'Like hell they'll take her… or him!'

" Garp are you trading sides," He asked pushing Garp further into the ground.

" No but that Woman is my family and so is her child," he said finally getting out. Rushing to the battlefield… not getting involved but staying close just in case.

" YOU TOUCH MY SON I'LL BURN YOU IN HELL!" She screamed… sending a fist into Akainu, Haki covered and blood-lust-ridden. Hitting him so hard that he went flying… sailing into the canon that her father had made… Breathing heavily "Fuck… You!" Shifting her sight… Moving on from Akainu… hunting for the bitch bastard that started all this… "WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU TEA-AKK!" She gurgled when a sword impaled her chest… near deadly strick. "I- Who?" Y/n gasped… glancing behind her to see Marco… tear tear-ridden face and guilt-bound.

"I'm sorry little Sis… I promise I'll fix you up… but I can only allow so many siblings to die this day…" He whispered, pulling the sword from her chest… watching as she coughed up blood… before falling backward into the ground… landing right next to Ace. Turning her head… she gazed at his body… his face pale and eyes blank… but still his stupid… not his beautiful smile… edged onto his face forever. Reaching out softly… grasping his hand, she smiled.

"Unfortunately… Marco won't let me meet you yet…" She spoke softly… knowing full well that Marco would be back any second to heal her… "But… I'm glad… because I promise… I'll raise a perfect boy… a man… just like you," She smiled softly, allowing the darkness to take her. "Bye… bye my Ace."

"MAMA UNCLE LUFFY WANTS YOU!"

'Right!' Y/N was dragged out of her memories, reliving the past and the pleasure of her husband. It's been nearly 3 years since then, and now little Sabo stood smiling happily at the Age of 4. He looks exactly like him… his freckled-ridden face, dark eyes, hair, smile… not even an aspect of her in him. Only… Ace… and she wouldn't have it any other way.

" Think bout Papa again?" he asked sitting next to her, carefully grabbing her hand. Gently rubbing his thumb over her hand… a faint memory of his father doing so… was it his own?… or just one of when his mama would tell him of his dad?

" Yes sweetie, sorry," she said trying to wipe the little tears that were escaping.

" It's ok to cry Mama, I miss Papa too," he said now hugging his mother's arm. He did… so much… so young yet he knew he loved Ace… no His dad… he missed him… remembered him… needed him… loved him.

" Anyways, Where's Uncle Luffy?" She said getting off of Sunny's head. Picking Sabo up on the way.

" He's inside with Uncle Zoro," Sabo said pointing toward the kitchen door.

" Come on then! Let's see," she said slowly walking, Sabo went ahead and ran in front. Giggling as he threw the door open.

" I love you" Y/N was quick to turn around, looking for who said that. She sighed at the sight of her husband… a move… a technique she'd been practicing for years… now perfected.

" Thank you," she said smiling toward him. " For everything and I love you too" She took a step toward him and hugged the ghost, a familiar scent and touch made her smile…

" I'll be back don't worry," He said holding her face.

" I know, next week? Same time? " she asked.

"Same time," he said smiling back. She gently kissed him as he slowly faded away. God was she blessed to be a Devil fruit owner… especially of the Land of the Dead… both the forgotten and remembered… She got his spirit back to this world… not to complete her second part of this mission… completing his body… to be used as a successful vessel.

"Soon Mi amor… I'll have you back… and so will Luffy, Marco… Sabo…" She smirked… pulling out her notebook to make the final touches to her sketch… "Just need a compatible heart…"

"MAMA HURRY!!!"

"COMING LOVE!!" She giggled, tucking it safely into her pocket, before running to the Kitchen.

(okay so.... I sobbed writting this... Like being so for real... sobbed... I love Ace, he's my husband and his birthday was 4 days ago.... AGHHH... miss his greasy ass.... okay love you all! and also this took for ever so I promis PT2 for her healed heart will be out soon!

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