1 The Queen's Hibernation

Our story starts 12 years ago when we were called Arisu Midoriya. We were but a 5-year-old girl then, naïve, innocent, we loved our younger brother, Izuku Midoriya, he was only two years old then.

Our quirk was a late bloomer, we had even started to wonder if it would appear after a year of waiting. We were constantly looking forward to finding out what it would be, But, We, Were, Naïve.

The day it happened we found out how terrible quirks could be, one moment we were looking up at mother, the next we fell to the floor. We awoke in a hospital bed, we had become a monster, a living mascot, big animal head included, a huggable appearance, we even had a zipper on our back for people to enter 'us', we stood at a height of 7ft' 6'in.

We panicked at first, we were disoriented by our new form, eventually though mother and the quirk doctor managed to calm 'us'. The doctor began to explain what had happened, and why we were in a hospital bed.

Eventually mother asked the doctor what kind of quirk it was, the doctor just seemed at a loss for words. He explained that he wasn't sure, apparently it was something he'd never quite seen, he suspected it to be related to a transformation quirk.

He told us it was a unique quirk, yet we couldn't understand why it wasn't a transformation quirk. When we asked him about it, he stayed adamant in his previous statements and opinions.

After undergoing a few tests and trials we managed to transform back, though not before seeing 'ourselves' in the mirror, and although we gave off a huggable feeling, there was also a strange dread, a kind of eerie and uncanny feeling that appeared when looking at 'ourselves'.

Soon the hospital, cleared 'us' to leave, and despite being spooked by the sudden event, life continued, we figured that despite our creepy quirk, everything would continue as normal. We were stupid, moronic, naïve, innocent, we were wrong, completely wrong, we were cursed.

We never understood just how much danger we were in, our quirk was special, and although we never found out, our quirk doctor was arrested a few days earlier for selling patient info.

Of course, there always exists a festering rot in society, there existed a special kind of market, hidden from the light, the worst kind of market, in that place they sold adults, children, quirk users.

We were playing in the park surrounded by other children, we can still remember clearly the hand that covered our mouth, we remember gasping for air, the pain of suffocation, we remember the blackness the covered our sight as we fell unconscious.

We awoke in a cage, a collar that seemed to keep our quirk activated, it was where we would be fed, sleep, and stay for the next year.

The fear was constant at first, an all-consuming darkness, however, as they took their anger out on us, as they lowered our portions over time, the fear just become a haze. They would torture us every day, kick us, punch us, cut us, they knew we would regenerate, they just couldn't seem to sell us, no matter how hard they tried.

At some point we realized that everyone lacked a face, instead a haze replaced them, even the other slaves, eventually they lowered the food we were given to the point that we were starving. The hunger seemed to gnaw at our mind, everything would occasionally become hazy and we would look at the other quirk slaves and drool.

The small part of us that was still sane, the queen, desperately fought, in the end the fight lasted two weeks. The queen finally snapped, It happened when they were showing us off on a stage, hunger ravaged our mind, the chains that had bound us limbs snapped and all of our reasoning disappeared.

They didn't seem prepared for our actions, they couldn't react fast enough, by time they got a hold of us the massacre had ended, We, Had, Killed, Them, We, Ate, Them, All, 37, People, Children, Adults, Teens, Not, Even, Their, Blood, Could, Be, Seen.

What made everything worse was what happened next, we could hear all of them in our head, they were us, but we were also them, we could remember every one of their memories, all of their feeling were ours.

We were no longer separate, their everything became a part of us, memories, thoughts, emotions, personalities, knowledge, and as we would later realize, even their quirks.

However, we soon lost sense of my surroundings, the sudden cacophony of voices in our head, the sudden switch from individual to a collective was overtaxing our mind.

We learned later that this is when that man bought us, the demon was impressed, he hoped to make us into a weapon, that man was the one who could take and give quirks, the villain equal to All-Might.

This is how our hell began, how our sins grew, how we were forced to devour them, how we could only watch as they injured and dissected us, and how they kept us chained in that white room.

They never understood our quirk, they forced us to eat them, they studied us, they wanted to make a weapon unlike any other.

They eventually become careful, cautious, we'd given them trouble early on, however we stopped, our intelligence and our knowledge grew as more people joined us, the man would come on occasion, he'd inject quirks into us, do more experiments.

Time passed as we grew, we were 10 years old when the man didn't appear for a year, when he came back his face was deformed, he was injured, he seemed more apprehensive towards us, as if he was reconsidering the danger we pose, they had already progressed years in their 'Nomu' research due to us.

He decided to continue the project, we were already so far, and if he was going to make a weapon of mass destruction unlike any other, then risk was required, we had been affirming his belief that we would only listen to him.

The man was underestimating us, every person that we devoured, all of them became one with us, we gained years of memories, degrees, PhDs, all kinds of knowledge, our intelligence grew exponentially as our mind improved. The man didn't know of the quirks we gained when we ate, we acted, we played him like a fool, he believed he controlled us, yet he never did.

Our quirk began to evolve, our mind became stronger, and we became a true collective consciousness, when he was implanting more quirks into us, we studied his own quirk, we all worked together on millions of calculations per second, we were reverse engineering the genetic structure of his quirk.

We were 17 years old when we had finally succeeded with our endeavor, and the man was none the smarter of our true capabilities, we could become anything we wanted by now, we could change our entire genome in an instant. We could create individuals bodies for ourselves, become dust in the wind, we could even become a horde of insects, growing organs and limbs was a simple thing, we could expand and stretch our bodies as if it were liquid.

We didn't even need organs or a brain anymore, we evolved to the point our DNA, could no longer be called DNA, it was far more complex. Our masterpiece, however, were our cells, each of them were a brain unto themselves, they generated more energy than a human body would in an entire day.

The only reason we hadn't yet left the facility was the damn collar they created to keep us from transforming back into a human, and though unintended it hampered our ability to upgrade our cells. The collar made us mortal, inefficient, it slowed the rate at which we could evolve and change.

We had finally convinced the scientists to remove the collar, the man wouldn't be coming for 2 weeks, we were sitting in the white room, we had called that place home for 12 years, we felt almost sentimental.

Our collar had already been removed, we were going to become the weapon they wanted, we were going to upgrade and evolve ourselves, we'd fuse all remaining separate quirks together, we'd upgrade all of our remaining genome and cells to the ones we fashioned.

We couldn't help but grin, the rage that had always been present in us dissipated, we'd be free, we'd move on.

We suddenly exploded into a white mist, in an instant we became complete, efficient, whole, the little girl that had been sleeping was at the center, she was our queen. None of us could get back what we lost, the goals we lost were replaced by the girl, we all exist solely for her now.

The white mist converged in the center, forming the figure of a 16 year old girl, a pale white skin that seemed to glitter, her flat and childlike physique covered by a plain white dress, comparable to a sheet. Her hair was a bright pink and floated gently in the air, she slowly opened her eyes revealing a pure pink color that sparkled.

She gently smiled at the surveillance cameras before suddenly exploding into a massive expanse of insects, like a wave they encompassed the hall ways and rooms, they devoured everyone inside the building, screams and horrifying sounds could be heard from the nearby buildings.

The being responsible for this could be found atop the roof of a building across the street, it had transformed and was no longer human, but instead of the regular mascot appearance, it was a black skinned humanoid- like creature. The being seemed to strangely attract the eyes of those in the area, as if they were glued in place and couldn't move, they felt as if they 'had' to look at it, a few even felt compelled to record it.

Its physique was reminiscent of a thin girl, yet it stood at exactly 7ft tall. The pupil of its left eye was a red plus, the pupil of its right was a blue minus, its crooked teeth gave off a grand and terrifying grin, shaggy pink hair adorned its head along with a pair of black ears cat ears. Its feet and hands were large, clawed, and sharp, a simple white one-piece dress adorned its body.

It's uncanny, eerie giggling could be heard from the surrounding buildings, it conveyed a feeling of pure dread and terror, anyone who heard or saw the being felt as if they were facing death.

It spoke aloud to the surroundings, it's voice seemed a whisper as it reverberated and echoed loudly, "I hope your happy, you made us, you made humanities greatest weapon, 97,231 people are inside us, 200,000+ years' worth of memories and knowledge, your experiment succeeded, yet you failed to control us…"

The being seemed to turn into a shadow as its last whispered words echoed loudly across the surrounding area. Everyone in the area fell to the ground as if their strings were cut, all of them were unconscious.