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Charlie sat in the interrogation room, holding the death note she had pulled out of Izuku’s jacket. It was bloody and fake. Only one page in the entire book was from the original, and it was full of names, all of which were dead now.
The heroes, still alive, had run over after the commotion, finding Kaminari, Mina, Sero and Izuku’s bodies. They had freed Aizawa, and the few other heroes, ‘Ink Blot,’ had spared them, but when they went looking for Todoroki, he was long gone.
Aizawa had arrested Charlie, bringing her in carefully. If she tried to use her Quirk, she would die before it activated. She answered all their questions about Izuku and the villain group.
She told them she had betrayed them because they were going too far, but Aizawa didn’t believe her. The lie detector man was struggling to get a read on her. None of her lies showed up as lies, but he had an uneasy feeling, and when he asked her to lie, it still didn’t work.
He never worked out how Charlie did that.
Amongst the dead, about 3/4 of the heroes were gone. Most of 1B, too, and Hagakure and Shoji were both dead.
Midnight was always found dead next to Rock Lock, who had tried everything to keep her alive.
The death of Izuku got around fast. An air of relief spread through UA as they concluded that without Izuku’s ‘Quirk’, the singular ice kid wouldn’t be that hard to defeat, and while Izuku had killed a lot of heroes, his final act of defiance came with the majority of the villain population dying as well.
Within a few months, society started putting itself back together. The population in Japan was greatly reduced, but there were enough normal people for society to function. Basically, none of the farmers, normal trade people or workers died, but the number of CEOs who had ‘mysterious’ heart attacks made it difficult to divide the economy, but they did it anyway.
Basically, all of 1A gave up being heroes. Occasionally, they would see news about Tsu, Kirishima and Tokoyami working hard as the ‘Hero survivors of 1A’. The rest had left.
Yaoyorozu and Jiro walked towards Tartarus, accompanied by Aizawa, who always joined them as they walked into Charlie's room. She was one of two people in Tartarus; everyone else was dead.
“Kyoka, Momo, I’m glad you’ve joined me. My days get so boring.” Charlie grinned as Jiro and Yaoyorozu sat before them.
“A camera caught a glimpse of Todoroki yesterday. He really is Frostbite,” Yaoyorozu started as Charlie chuckled.
“I didn’t lie to you. Todoroki and Izuku were really close. It was a little creepy.”
“Why did he join you?” Jiro barely looked at Charlie as she chuckled.
“Because Izuku asked him to, and Endeavour was such a shit Todoroki wanted to.”
“Why does he have Eri?” Yaoyorozu was staring at Charlie as she hummed.
“I saw how sad you were when you couldn’t save her, so Izuku and I saved her ourselves.”
“Why?”
“Because you were sad.”
Aizawa finally stepped in. “Behave Charlie. I won’t let you manipulate them.”
“I’m not manipulating them.”
“You’re a psychopath. You don’t feel or understand empathy.”
Charlie chuckled. “I guess you’ll never know then.”
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Todoroki walked along the streets, Eri at his side, eating her apple. He knew the police were waiting for him, but he had something to do first. He looked to Tartatus, holding the death note close.
She didn’t deserve such a simple death. She would pay for killing Izuku regardless of the cost.
Fin