Alice In BORDERLAND
Description: You and some friends play around and get in trouble with the cops. You run and hide trying to take cover so you wouldn’t have to get caught and be put and jail! When you finally come out of hiding though…everyone’s gone…nobody’s around…is what you guys believe.
Warning: Language, nudity, sexual violence, smoking, suicide, violence, fiction, death
Rated: MDI! Mature audiences!
 A/N: I don’t own MHA/BNHA characters! I’m just using them and the storyline! There are no quirks! No superpowers! Everything else in mine! If you wanna see the full picture above which isn’t anything important then I’ll post it when I see interactions with my story.
Word count: 1220 (read the bottom when your done.
Not finished! Read the bottom…
Chapter 1..
Izuku sat in his room playing video games, gun noises echoed in the small room he was in. It smells of stale chips and it was filled with a variety of games placed neatly on shelves. Izuku’s thumbs jammed onto the controllers buttons, shooting at the targets. His eyes steady and focused, unable to hear his friend call his name from the living as his feet pressed into the ground. His back hunched over in his chair, he focused.
“You know you're a shitty friend Izuku!” A female voice broke through to him, making him lose his focus and in the process making his character die. The TV not helping his now furious state by flashing him in bold words ‘YOU ARE DEAD’.
“CRAP!” Izuku shouted, throwing himself back into his chair and bringing his arms up to rest on his face. He sighed leaning forward, his arms now on his knees as he looked at the ground. The game went back to the main menu as he brought his free hand up to run through his curly green hair.
“You didn't go to the interview I set up for you, again!?” The girl exclaimed, from behind him she leaned her side against the doors entrance, waiting for him to turn and look at her.
Once she realized he wasn't going to she sighed and walked in. Izuku brought his knees to rest in the chair, crossing them as he began to rub his temple with wrist. She walked closer to his chair, but leaned against his gaming stand next to him.
“I practically begged the company for it! You should really show up…for my sake at least.” She stated. Fixing her dress shirt and staring him down in his chair.
He still didn't look at her but he huffed and leaned up to look at the wall in front of him. “Did I ask you to set up an interview for me?” He retorted, making the girl sigh. “Izuku, this is the last time I'm going to try and help you. Everybody’s telling me to stop.” She took a deep breath before continuing, “So I'm letting you know that I'm not gonna help you look for a job anymore.” She crossed her arms, leaning more into the table making it rattle a bit.
Izuku turned in his chair to face his TV again, rolling his neck from side to side, “I didn't ask for your help.” He gripped onto his controller, the girl scoffed, “But you need it! All you do is sit in your house all day. Youre a fucking parisite in here zuzu…” Izuku groaned irritatedly, quickly getting up from his spot and cutting the TV off, he opened his mouth to speak again. “Fine, okay! I’ll leave then!” The girl blinked at how fast he was moving. She smiled teasingly,
“If only we could reboot reality…”
Izuku finally turned to look at her, sweat running down his face from the intensity of him playing his game. He knew who he was talking to but to see her now he confirmed it was sumi. He shook his head a little not wanting to entertain her as he walked to his bedroom door.
“You were better when your mother was still here.” Sumi added, not being able to look at him. Her own comment made herself flinch with hurt. Izuku stopped walking, hearing her talk about his dead mother made his heart hurt. He slowly turned around to look through his room door and at her with a wounded heart now, his eyes trailed to his picture that was hung on his wall. Him and his mom, his moms arm wrapped around him and both him and his mother with big smiles.
Izuku swallowed his spit and turned away, he walked down the stairs with a little force in his step. When he reached the bottom floor he heard a deep voice speak out to him. “Izuku.” The voice says sternly, making him come to a halt, “I don't need you causing trouble for Sumi.” Izuku squinted and turned only his head to face his father. His dad looked back at him, fixing his glasses and giving Izuku the look.
Izuku turned away from him and walked out of the house and down the stairs. He walked down the sidewalk and took his phone out of his pocket and unlocked it going to his messages. He clicked on the group chat between him, FN/LN, and kacchan (Bakugo Katsuki). He clicked the bar and started typing.
Izuku Midoriya
‘Hey, guys, do you wanna meet at the bar?’ 11:32am
He watched as y/n’s bubble popped up indicating that you were typing.
F/n L/n
‘Sure! Why not?’ 11:33am
Kacchan
‘Fuck off, losers!’ 11:33am
F/n L/n
‘Shut up! You're gonna be there anyways.’ 11:34am
Izuku smiled at the messages, placing his phone back in his pocket. He jogged down the sidewalk, now having a destination.
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“You're such a dick!” A girl smiled as you walked into the bar seeing Bakugo behind the counter cleaning cups. He looks up and places the cup on the counter. The girl smiled and walked around to meet him, he placed a hand on the counter in front of him and turned his body to face her with a small smirk. They both reach out to each other and lock your lips with one another. His hands trail down to her hips pulling her closer to his body. Both him and her smile into the kiss. He opens his eyes as they kiss and turns to look over to you. “You're late..” He groans, breaking the kiss, “shut up, you don't even work here” you reply, shaking your head in disapproval.
Suddenly the back down is whipped open with a mean force making both of them push each other away, turning to face the door behind them. A man in a suit walks out, eyeing them both. The girl squeaks a little and removes herself from behind the counter, you taking her place and picking up the cups Bakugo had cleaned to put them away.
“Oh!” Bakugo let out a breath. “It's the boss, how are ya?” You said, dryly. The man in the suit sucks his teeth at both you and Bakugos clearly uninterested remarks. “What are you doing here?” You ask standing on your toes to place the puts on the shelves. The man huffs and walks to the mini fridge under the counter to grab a bottle of water. “I just decided to come in a bit earlier.” He answered, clearing his throat. “Oh,” Bakugo shakes his head. “Why are you here at this hour?” You ask this time to clarify what you meant earlier. The man sat his water down on the counter, “I got some business to take care of,” he started, cutting himself off to make a quick turn, raising his fist to punch Bakugo right in the nose.
Bakugo stepped back a bit, caught off guard. He held his nose as blood started to drip from it. You screamed in shock, your eyes widening.
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Izuku paced through a neighborhood scrolling on his phone, typing in the group chat again.
Izuku Midoriya
‘Kacchan? Are you there yet?’ 11:59am
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A/N- This is obviously not finished! I just wanted to give a sample of it…If you want the full chapter let me know?🤷🏽♀️