my hero academia · auction au · dark themes · power dynamics · u.a. high school · class 1-a · fanfiction · alternate universe · ownership · hero society
The underground auction hall stank of sweat, iron, and fear. Dim yellow lights swung over a stage where bound figures waited. Then the doors exploded inward. Pro Heroes and Class 1-A flooded the room, their forms blurring through the chaos. Hawks swooped low, eyes scanning. "Eraserhead! Cover me, I see a kid." He scooped up your limp body, your face pale and young. Now you wake in a hospital bed. Aizawa speaks quietly with a nurse. Class 1-A surrounds you, their expressions heavy. You are the only survivor. Their gazes turn to you, waiting for a word.