Izuku Midoriya Scars Novels & Stories

The wound is still here, and I know that it's opening again. I touched the scars on my chest, near my heart. I winced as soon as I felt my scar in my chest. Until no, I still don’t know what really happened, or what caused this wound of mine. School Accident, that's what he told me. I don't know, but I did not believe in him. I was about to go the garden when my phone beeped. … +639********* to Tatiana: Hey. I hope you are doing good. I talked to someone about your condition.

I watched her eyes hood over as an unreadable expression clouded her face immediately. “I didn't know I was interrupting something.” Sabrina's voice was low, too low for my liking. Call me crazy but I could swear I saw her fingers trembling underneath her plate. “Sorry about that.” “No, it's fine.” Xander cleared his throat before slowly peeling his hands from my body and taking away the heat radiating from his body. “ Kieran almost got herself in an accident and I caught her just in time.” “Right.” Sabrina quipped, and without sparing me so much as a glance, she walked towards one of the dinning chairs.

“She was with me the whole time.” Lyra sneered. “Convenient.” Damon’s gaze moved to my neck, eyeing the fresh bandage I had put on after the window broke. “Show them,” he said. My stomach dropped. I felt Kade tense beside me. I slowly reached up and untied the scarf. The bandage came away. The scars were angry red, the faint silver teeth marks barely visible underneath. Gasps rippled through the hall. Damon stared. His jaw flexed.

Chiemi cried with the girls comforting her. Cai Kang just watched until Kurai was gone then sat down to comfort her along with the others. * Not long after the event of Maiko becoming a yeouiju happened, Kurai was at his bunker preparing a giant bath full of ice cold water. He got the small box which had the pearl and put it in his hand. At that moment, he felt the cracks on his skin bleeding red. He then jumped in the ice cold water. It felt so hot. It was almost unbearable. After what seemed like hours, he walked out of the pool where he noticed all of his scars and callouses from self-harm over the years to be gone. Kurai didn’t realize it but he looks handsome without his scars. The scar

Zebian sighed heavily and pressed his lips before facing his back on her. He sat in a kneeling position while Renai read his movement. The cruel sight had caught her eyes, those torrents of tattered scars gracing his skin. She gulped when she began scrutinising the bruises. Some were new, some were faded patches but all of them were equally spine-chilling. The old scars were lighter than the newer ones but they equally told a story. Every scar had its own different story. The older ones were severely carved on his skin, the rough patches were tattooed on it and they made her wonder when did he get them.

She lowered her gaze to the floor as she lowered her arms. I hugged her, “Zariah, those aren’t just scars. Those are scars to be proud of. You were attacked by two wolves and survived. Not many adults can do that. Even less kids could do that. You’re a warrior! Be proud of it.” She smiled and hugged me, “Thank you, Isaac.” Then mom held out a mesh garment, “Just in case the stares get too much, here is a cover up for you. It’s okay if you swim in it too.” She smiled, “Thank you, Luna.” Flashback ends

I never knew was there. Lifting the bandage I saw, her skin was pink, a small scar was on her once unmarked skin I touch it with my fingers as I will the moon goddess's gift to my fingers to remove the scar. A spark tingled to my fingertips, spilling a bright light from my hand as heat entered my mate’s skin. A moment later, I removed my hand smooth unblemished skin greeted my eyes. I did the same with the wound on her abdomen, but I couldn’t remove all the scar tissue. She would have a reminder of that night, no matter what she did. I touch the tiny scar, wishing there was more I could do.

“You told me once you were addicted to my face. Said it was your drug. Well… it’s gone now. Just scars. So please—go find someone whole.” “I’m so sorry, Jake…” Ariana choked out. “Sorry?” I laughed bitterly, my head shaking. “I wish sorry could fix it.” And then—something warm touched me. A hand. Small. Soft. Real. It was Liz. I knew how her hands felt. “Jake…” Her voice was soft, trembling. Her eyes were dripping with tears, but she didn’t look away. She wasn’t afraid. She wasn’t disgusted. She was just… there. She touched my scars like they were nothing, tracing them without being disgusted.

"Because I'm here to heal you..." Suddenly, the scar on my arm glowed. It glowed in cool blue. With that, Iram's scar also glowed the same color on his eyebrow. Iram shouted in pain. He immediately held his face where the scar marred his eyebrows. "W-what's happening?" I asked. "It's burning!" He protested in pain. As it was beginning to hurt him, the gash on my back slowly healed in no time. Everyone gasped as they witnessed that phenomenon.

A powerful scream that I could barely recognize my own voice because of that. And when I fell on the tiled floor I saw Lisa, dead. The whole place was silent, the light was out throughout Midnight. Right before the moon turns back to its original color, I saw my reflection on the broken glass, near my feet. Long white hair, red eyes, fangs, root-ink visible veins. And my forehead ... It has a Zirconia moon's mark, which is shining. My tears started to flow. The moon is back to normal. I just knelt down in front of Acheron and cried hugging his body again. That's when someone appeared and it was Aunt Laura.