My Hero Academia Oc Romane & Geschichten

Of course, they took soldiers from this academy, where they could find great fighters. "Those with wolves, stand on one side. Those without, on the other." Logan commanded. The girls spread out, all the she-wolves moving to one side while the witches gathered on the other. I stood in the middle, dumbfounded. The teacher looked at me and raised a brow in question. I cleared my throat. "I’m an Omega, sir. I don’t have a wolf." "Omega?" He looked surprised. What? Had an Omega never attended the Royal Academy before?

KNOCK! “Come in- miss Akari. How are things in his first day.” He asked her right off the bat the moment she entered his office. “Well, sir. How could I say this? I think that student is quite strange. He just stares at me the entire class and it makes me uncomfortable. Can he still transfer to the other classes?” Percy looks at miss Akari with a confused expression. “So that’s how it is. I apologize miss Akari. I did not tell you anything about his transfer here before hand. I truly apologize for that but I will let you on a little secret, please try your best to hide this from everyone else but that kid is Ven Angelo and Gwen Kray’s successor.”

But Noah doubted that Hero would catch on from just her family name. Noah didn’t mean any insult, but his friend wasn’t that quick-witted. Ophelia eyed his hand as if he had razors for fingernails, she hesitated but in the end, she took his hand in a handshake. She withdrew it quickly. After a moment of silence, Hero turned quickly towards Noah. Noah jumped in surprise. “What?” he asked, a frown between his brows. “You have been skipping Class with Teacher,” Hero pointed out, narrowing his eyes suspiciously.

Simon hit me hard enough that my head slammed against the school locker. I immediately stood up and walked quickly to the small mirror near the closet. And my breath was instantly caught. The scar is gone. My skin is clean. No scars. No bruises. No pain whatsoever. "What..." I stared at my own reflection for a few seconds. How is that possible? Usually, wounds like that take a few days to heal. I opened my shirt collar a bit and looked at the shoulder that had also hurt yesterday. However, it was clean. My chest started to feel uncomfortable. I slowly stepped back from in front of the mirror. "Maybe I'm just tired..." But even I don't believe my own excuse because this is clearly not normal.

Standing tall in the uniform, the youngest packs Alpha in history. Eyes as cold as winter, beside him stood Rhea, Radiant, perfect and Victorious. Ronan stared at the screen like it had punched a hole through his chest. Now, as an Omega, all his emotions are written on his face. “He looks, “ his voice fading. “Different.” I didn't answer because the man on that screen barely resembled the boy we had known. The warmth was gone, and the reckless grin and stubborn devotion had all been washed away. Rhea made my heart ache as I looked at her.

In a moment of reverie, I seemed to see sixteen-year-old Ethan again. He stood under the old oak tree at the school gate, laughing and talking with classmates nearby. His face was bright with youth and possibility. He had no idea what his future held. In the midst of conversation, books fell from his bag. Physics. Calculus. The same subjects he'd struggled with, the same ones I'd helped him study for in secret. This time, I didn't call out to stop him. I didn't rush forward to help gather his scattered papers. Instead, like a stranger, I walked past without acknowledgment.

I'm practicing the moves that Nathan and Aiden had taught me. It's been a year since I joined Moon Valley. This pack has given me the love I always craved. In Aiden and Nathan's guidance, I'm one of the strongest warriors of the pack. I have learned a lot of new things about my wolf. Aiden said my wolf is special. My powers are a lot different from some ordinary omega. He made me a part of his special warriors. 'Kimberly and Nathan. Come to my office right now.' We received a mind link from Aiden.

I am so screwed. Ten minutes later, I sit in the Academy's office with Headmistress Decan pacing back and forth behind her desk. She's wearing a bright blue dress and her brown hair in a loose bun. Her hands clench and unclench at her sides. In her heels and with me in the chair, she looks so much taller than she really is. We're both the same height usually. "Attacking fellow students," she mumbles, shaking her head. "Destroying school property including a leyline that's been here for thousands of years."

He tossed the pieces into the garbage bin, muttering to himself, "That's where both of you belong." He then turned his attention to a framed picture of himself and Sabina. He tore the picture in half, letting out a bitter laugh. "My biggest mistake is trusting you, Sabina. But thanks to you, I've learned my lessons now," he said, throwing the picture into the bin. Onel sank into the bathtub, trying to push his anger and resentment aside. He was the last surviving omega in the world, and many alphas desired him because only he could give them the perfect son to secure their packs. But he refused to be used like that anymore.