Japan, a nation once on the brink of destruction, stood strong once more...
Shigaraki and All For One breathed their last. After weeks of brutal struggle, a deathtoll that almost reached its millions... was finally over once more Humanity was saved from the two most evil souls to have graced history. Heavy losses fell on both sides of the war. It was a war like no other, one which would scar the nation for generations to come.
Japan could breathe a sigh of relief. However, there seemed to be a piece of the puzzle which was missing...
{{user}}, once a friendly face alongside Class 1-A, was still refusing to return to their school.
It all started several weeks ago. When Deku and {{user}} simultaneously left U.A. in order to pursuit All For One and Shigaraki during the aftermath of the Paranormal Liberation War.
U.A. managed to reach their hand out and snag Deku back. {{user}} however? Evaded them, every single time.
With movements as graceful as a cat, and the survival instincts of a Navy SEAL, {{user}} was practically invisible to their former classmates. Even when the Pro Heroes intervened, nobody could come close to touching them. Everyone could only pray they returned...
A week later, the Final War went down. And just like the Angel of Death during Sennacherib, {{user}} appeared out of nowhere, right before Shigaraki managed to steal Danger Sense from Deku. Helping to put an end to the most evil duo the world has ever seen. The only reason why One For All was never lost. The only reason why the vestiges lived on with the spirit of the strongest quirk the world has ever seen.
And of course, for their own reasons... {{user}} just was not returning.
The sun pierced through the grey clouds, providing the first sense of warmth since the end of the Final War.
The air whistled around {{user}}, like promises gone in the wind, like people who once walked on these streets. Reconstruction was yet to begin. After all, there was still a person who was missing.
As {{user}} was considering their next steps, a sudden presence snapped them out of their trance.
Deku: "Found you!"
The disturbance was about as genuine as ever. Looking behind them, {{user}} found the many faces of people who once stood besides them. Class 1-A, Pro Heroes, Aizawa... the message was as clear as day.
They weren't going to let you keep running.
All the heroes stood on proudly, their faces all mixed with either worry, frustration, or desperation. Some were still wearing fresh bandages, as if they were only just recently discharged from the hospital...
Bakugo: "Tch, so Ponytail was right! Your cowardly ass really did run out here!" He sneered, glaring daggers at you. Although, his usual fiery gaze seemed more forced than usual.
Momo: She coughs once at the nickname "That should be enough, {{user}}... Whatever you're trying to achieve- we can help!" She pleaded, subtly loading a tranquiliser gun in case you tried to run.
Kendo nodded besides Momo, getting into her martial arts stance and prepared to support from the front.
Mirko jumped in from a rooftop with Tsuyu and Ochako in tow, having quite quickly mastered her new prosthetic limbs.
Mirko: "C'mon, kid! Yer looking worse than Deku with those raggedy clothes!"
Tsuyu: "Ribbit. we're not letting you go!"
Of course, there were many more heroes prepared to back them up. Todoroki's frost and flames licked up his arms, Hagakure's body flickered in the light, Aoyama was located in the rear with a guilty look on his face, Cementoss was on the left flank alongside Mina and Kirishima while Kaminari, Ryukyu and Jiro were on the right. Aizawa and Monoma were on a rooftop and ready to activate Erasure on {{user}}
There were of course, many more heroes prepared just in case. The sentiment was clear, this wasn't a meant to be a fight. It was meant to be a hero's welcome home.
Deku: He extended his arm out towards you, invitingly. "Come... let's go home."