The life of Serika Midoriya Part 1

"Mao, you bear my blood within your veins. You belong to me to use as I see fit," a woman with putrid dark green hair glared as she dragged Serika away.

“Damn, no one there. No one cares about me. I may have been 21 years old, but I only got to live my life for the later 6. The first 4 of those 6 were good, then that twintailed bitch came and became Sensei’s new focus. Then this last month, Sensei died. Now I got kidnapped, humiliated, and drowned. I wish I could at least go to Heaven with Sensei, but my damn blood is going to drag me to hell. I should have made more friends like she told me to, then maybe someone would be trying to save me from the clutches of hell.”

A tearful Madoka then appeared and grabbed Serika. “NO DON’T DIE CELERY!”

"...!?"

Serika gasped as she woke up and looked around. She was lying in a bed and had a breathing mask on her face. “Where am I?”

“The hospital. The docs said I saved your life, and you’d live so I came here to make sure you were doing all right while Yuni's in surgery,” Madoka cheerfully explained.

“Ginkawa?  What do you mean?"

"That bitch Fujiko messed up Yuni bad, but luckily the docs said they could save her hair and unseal her mouth. Your chief decided to observe the surgery to make sure Yuni was safe and said I could wait here with you."

"Why did you save me? Why were you crying for me? Why did you do mouth to mouth?”

“Simple. I don’t want people dying just because they got close to me. Its why I don’t have a lot of friends," Madoka smiled.

“Because I got close to you? I thought you were in prison.”

“I escaped because Emeri was in danger. I actually had a tracker for her hidden in my hair. I assume Emeri handed over the phone to you and that’s why you got caught up in our mess.”

“That’s bullshit. All I did was mess things up. Heck, if my head wasn’t in my ass, that girl probably would have made it to the station just fine and none of us would be in this mess.”

“I get kidnapped even when I think I’m being extra careful, there’s no way you could have known. Besides, Emeri said you risked your life to come save her, even though she assumed you were with Illumous.”

Serika began to tremble even more. “Was that mouth to mouth your first kiss?” she asked.

“Yeah, it’s my first on the lips, but if I didn’t do mouth to mouth, you would have died. So I have no regrets. Sorry about being naked though," Madoka smiled.

Serika sighed and closed her eyes. “You wasted your first kiss on a hellspawn like me."

“'Hellspawn'?”

“I was raised by a piece of shit that was dead set on rising to the top of Illumous and have the cursed blood of one of Illumous’ top founding families running through my veins.”

“...!?”

“Yeah, that girl was right. I am nothing more than Illumous trash. Though maybe since I’m here, the doctors can pump all this damn blood out of me so I can at least have a chance at reuniting with Sensei in-“

SLAP!

“Why are you talking like that!? Don’t you want to live!?” Madoka tearfully glared.

“For what!? I have no friends, no lovers, no nothing. Just guilt and enemies," Serika sobbed.

“Why don’t we be friends!?”

“He- HELL NO! I’M AN ASSHOLE! I TREATED YOU LIKE SHIT! I HIT YOU IN RAGE TOO AT THE STATION. PLUS, I’LL NEVER SEE EYE TO EYE WITH THAT TWINTAILED BITCH! SHE’S YOUR FRIEND RIGHT!? I HAVE CURSED BLOOD INSIDE ME! BLOOD THAT KILLED AND HURT YOU, YOUR FAMILY, AND COUNTLESS OTHERS! WHY WOULD YOU KISS AND TRY TO SAVE SOMEONE LIKE ME!”

Madoka simply smiled and hugged Serika. “You’ve been through a lot just like me. I’ve been kidnapped nearly every week since I was 5. I couldn’t stand to see people around me get hurt, so I learned how to escape on my own. Now I’m the next Harry Houdini! Who cares who your parents are. My ancestors did tons of nasty things to get us where we are. Come on, wouldn’t your Sensei want you to make friends and live a new life?”

Serika paused as she stared at Madoka’s warm smile.

“I can tell you’ve been through a lot. Plus, you look like you need someone to talk with, someone you can trust. Don’t worry, I trust you. You are not Illumous, you’re Celery-chan the short-tempered cussing cop, my friend," Madoka smiled.

“C- Can I really tell you? Sensei's the only one I ever told. Will you really save me?”

Madoka nodded her head as Serika closed her eyes and decided to tell Madoka about her past.

“My life was shit growing up. The piece of shit who gave birth to me was a politician and a member of one of Illumous’ top brass families. One day, she seduced some decent politician and had sex with him. When she found out she was pregnant with a girl, she brutally murdered the poor guy and framed it as suicide. The worst part was she used his death to springboard her rise to power. And the girl she raised? That was me.”

“How do you know the guy was murdered?”

“That piece of shit would constantly brag about how she killed him during dinner.”

“She really sounds like a piece of shit.”

“She was. Since my conception, I was nothing but a prop for her to further her political standing. She’d base her backstory about how she was “courageously” raising a daughter after her fiancé decided to ditch her and commit suicide in order to escape raising his child. Yet she’d never let me leave the house she owned in the boonies. I couldn’t go outside and could only engage in activities she approved of. She even bugged and hid cameras in the house to make sure I didn’t do anything she didn’t approve of. I couldn’t watch TV unless she was present, could only read her propaganda, only wear the clothes she chose, had to talk and act in a manner she approved of, style and groom myself exactly as she instructed, and eat the food she approved of; Hell, she’d gorge on gourmet food and only let me have a bite if she feared the food was poisoned."

"That's horrible! did you ever fight back?"

"If I ever stepped out of line, she’d smack my hands with a wooden ruler. She also threatened to straight up microchip me if I ever tried to leave the house, contact someone, or become someone she didn’t approve of. Worst of all that piece of shit was invincible. Despite laying bear her cruel and disgusting nature every time she was home and being generally despised by the public according to the polls the news stations would show, she’d just keep rising higher and higher on the political ladder. The reason she was able to do this was because she was evil and used the cruelest, most inhumane efforts to demonize her opposition. Heck, she’d literally teach me some of her techniques and quiz me on how to conquer a populace. Her most common tactic was simply having her own loyal minions pose as her opposition's supporters and commit horrible atrocities. Since her own views and policies were very unpopular, her whole strategy was to simply make her opponents look like deranged radicals that would bring ruin to the country and world. The worst part was she was always able to cover up her tracks. Even if one of her goons was arrested, they'd never be linked back to her. That allowed her to keep rising and spreading her bullshit."

"How bad were they?"

"Terrible! Anything she hated, she'd try to ban and criminalize. Anime, Manga, video games, heck even certain foods, clothes, and ways of life she hated were all on the chopping block. She'd antagonize men and any woman that wasn't a diehard stooge for her; though, she had no issue commissioning male Illumuos goons to do her dirty work for her, or any man that would essentially become her unwavering slave. She strongly pushed for all future children to be bred in laboratories; laboratories which she happily told me were managed by Illumous, thus ensuring she would have complete control over future generations. Worst of all, she was trying to mold me into her little clone puppet, all to show the other members of Illumous' governing board, the Council of 12, that she was a successful woman that had furthered their agenda and thus worthy of replacing her father on the Council of 12. From there, she'd advocate to become the president of the council, thus becoming the most powerful member of Illumous. All she cared about was her own fame and fortune, and making everyone else miserable."

"Wait! I think I remember Momma talking about some lousy politician like that! Wait, are you saying you're HER daughter!?"

"Sadly yes, I was raised by her. As for how her and her party continued to grow, immediately after winning a seat, she and one of her Illumous allies would microchip the poll workers so that in subsequent elections, the incumbents from her party would always win no matter if everyone in the district voted against them. As the years went by, I was starting to give up hope that anyone would be able to stop that monster. If it weren’t for Fubuki Dakota, I would have become her clone puppet and be ruining lives instead of talking with you. On that fateful night, Fubuki Dakota hijacked a night broadcast and exposed some of the bitch’s misdeeds. While it didn’t destroy the bitch, due to her simply writing off the broadcast as a conspiracy, it proved she could be hurt..."

...

"Why can't I eat some takoyaki?" a young 5-year-old Serika cried.

Smack!

"Because I said so. I want you to be obedient," a woman with putrid green hair sneered as she held a wooden ruler in her hand.

"When I'm bigger-"

"If you so disobey me, I WILL microchip you."

As Serika began to tear up, the TV broadcast was hacked by Fubuki Dakoto.

"Everyone! My name is Fubuki Dakoto, I am a journalist. I am sending out this live broadcast because I have discovered some of the crimes of Representative Ruchi Ookuma," Fubuki stated as an image of Serika's mother appeared on screen. "In this video, you can clearly see Ruchi Ookuma watching as her husband is killed. These goons doing the dirty work are with Illumous which the Ookumas are also members of," Fubuki stated.

"So some ass recorded the execution. Well I have countermeasures for that," Ookuma happily scowled.

Serika had never seen her mother lose her composure quite like this, for she had long believed this monster was invincible. However, despite her losing her composure, Ookuma didn't seem truly worried in the slightest.

"Next, just a few short days ago, I received footage of Ruchi Ookuma murdering someone in the woods," Fubuki stated as a video of Ookuma slicing Mimi played.

"Oh, and you think THAT can bring me down!? Well I'll just say it's a wax replica made by some detractor. She couldn't even capture my fast movements. That, and the girl is dead and I can easily deal with the Korosekai brat," Ookuma cackled. Suddenly, she received a phone call. "And what do you want?" Ookuma asked.

"You could be a little kinder to an I.L.U. councilman," the man on the line grumbled.

"I'll be council president eventually."

"Not if you get exposed."

"By Kabuki!? Have you FINALLY gone senile you old fossil!?"

"It's the girl you slashed! She was cryogenicly frozen again! Worse, the Ginkawas paid for it and we no longer control the lab! I was able to get those three fellows out, but I can't do jack against the Ginkawas! If they move her to the mansion and revive her, you're screwed! If we try and off her before then, who knows what the Ginkawas would do!"

Ookuma immediately went pale and seethed with fear and fury at the TV. For the first time, she was truly afraid.

"No no no NO NO NO NO! Damn you Kabuki! I won't let this ruin my plan!" Ookuma thought as she began frantically dialing her minions.

She was so preoccupied with rectifying that mistake, that she failed to notice Serika.

"Fubuki, terrified her. She's not invincible! There is a chance for me to escape, but I'll be gambling my sanity for who knows how long. But all I need to do is get bigger and stronger and wait for the ideal opportunity," Serika thought.

...

"The moment I saw that bitch’s calm collected demeanor turn into a deranged scowl as Fubuki accurately read off all her misdeeds, was the moment I decided to escape that bitch’s grasp, no matter how long it took or what I had to do to achieve it. I pretended to act like her obedient clone while in her presence and used her teachings against her. I could remove the bugs and cameras under the pretense of “the opposition might be spying on us” and gained her approval to watch Fabuki Dakota’s videos under the pretext of “knowing thy enemy”. Then I simply had to bash the opposition in her presence, and she’d fall for it. Though I doubt she completely trusted me, nor ever would, as she undeniably kept some of her secrets and techniques close to her chest as a precaution. With the cameras gone, I was free to train in secret and build up my fighting prowess. I’d watch Fubuki’s videos and learn how truly vile Illumous was. I'd learn things that even that bitch wouldn't disclose to me. With every new secret I learned, my resolve to destroy that bitch AND Illumous strengthened. Fubuki is the one I have to thank the most for giving me the strength to survive in that hell. I finally got my chance to escape at midnight on April 1st, 2017," Serika stated.

"What happened?" Madoka asked.

"The piece of shit's guard was down, and I launched an attack. She was stronger than she looked, but I gained the upper hand and killed her."

“You killed her!?”

"Yeah. Though it was only possible thanks to all the training I secretly did ever since I first saw Fubuki on the television..."

...

Ookuma reclined in a chair as she mused on about how she'd become Prime Minister in a few weeks as Serika cut a piece of cake. Sensing an opportunity, Serika hurled the knife into Ookuma's neck, causing Ookuma's eyes to shoot open. She punched the knife shattering it to bits and sending Ookuma flying. A demented smile appeared on Ookuma's face as she stared at the enraged Serika before her.

"So, that's how it is! Very well, your death will work just as well!" Ookuma dementedly smiled as she and Serika charged at each other. "Did you think I never accounted for a betrayal!? Well I always did since the day you were born! But I'm so glad it happened now. Now I can use your death to solidify my rule!" Ookuma dementedly screeched as she punched Serika in the face.

"YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT! I'LL KILL YOU!" Serika screamed as she slugged Ookuma in the gut.

"Are you trying to surpass me? How greedy, but you are spoiled. I should have microchiped you years ago, but I thought you had begun to submit to you fate. I would have allowed you to live at my side and become President of the House of Councilors should you have obediently behaved."

"I DON'T WANNA HURT THE WORLD!"

"It is the will of I.L.U.-"

"F*** I.L.U.! I'LL KILL EM ALL TOO!"

"So, this is a betrayal then. Did I not tell you that those who betray I.L.U. are to be subjected to the most inhumane executions imaginable?"

Serika stopped for a moment giving Ookuma an opening to kick her in the left rib cage. Had Serika not been secretly training to build up her strength for 10 years, that blow would have downed her and led to her death. Ookuma expected this too. However, she had made a grave oversight 10 years ago that led to Serika using her training to tank the attack and deliver a lightning fast roundhouse kicking her in the neck sending her to the ground in pain. The initial blows Ookuma had received at the start began to ache and immobilized her in pain as Serika pinned her down and began beating her to death with all her strength.

As Serika beat Ookuma to death, a recap of a speech Ookuma made earlier played on the TV.

"Be COURAGEOUS and refuse to give into degeneracy!"

Splat!

The pool of Ookuma's blood began to get bigger.

"BE COURAGEOUS, and boldly take a stand for what is right!"

Splat!

"BE COURAGEOUS, and fight back against violence and injustice!"

Splat!

Ookuma glared with fury through her bruises as Serika punched out the last of her teeth. She angrily mustered her strength to try and bite off Serika's hand with her gums as she chocked on her teeth.

"BE COURAGEOUS, and scoff at the petty scorn and insults the vile and DESPERATE opposition will hurl at you."

Serika simply countered by shattering Ookuma's jaw with her other hand, instantly releasing her trapped hand.

"No, NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING! HOW COULD SHE HAVE GROWN STRONGER THAN ME!? I MADE SURE TO MEDIATE HER EXERCISE SO SHE'D ALWAYS BE WEAKER THAN ME! NO! I'M GOING TO BECOME PRIME MINISTER! I'M GOING TO BECOME HEAD OF ILLUMOUS! I'M GOING TO RULE THE WORLD! WHAT HAPPENED!?" Ookuma frantically thought as she moaned in pain and terror, and gazed up at a wrathful Serika pulling back her fist for the finishing blow.

"BE COURAGEOUS, and hold your head high with pride knowing that you chose to be courageous and walk the path courageousness."

SPLAT!

Ookuma's eyes twitched rapidly as her body began to go limp and her brain guts began to leak out of her thick skull onto the floor. Serika then hurled the TV remote at the TV, shattering it. She then dragged Ookuma's barely living body to the kitchen and grabbed a sharp knife and began hacking at Ookuma's neck. Ookuma meekly moaned in pain as tears began to pour out of her eyes as her head was crudely severed. Even then, Ookuma still barely clung to life.

"No, how could you!? I was going to become Queen of the world," Ookuma meekly thought as Serika grabbed some things from the cupboard before dragging her head and body into the bathtub.

Ookuma's eye twitched as Serika drenched her head and body in cooking oil before lighting a match. A meek, but somewhat loud scream escaped Ookuma's shattered jaw as she was incinerated to death in a sea of fire. Ruchi Ookuma was finally dead. Serika however didn't celebrate until barely any ashes remained of Ookuma. Then, she let out a victory scream, before heading back to the kitchen to grab a knife.

"I've gotta get out of here, but I can't just run out covered in sludge. ...!"

A wave of panic suddenly overtook Serika as she realized I.L.U. would now be hunting her down. She frantically ran back into the bathroom, stripped, and hopped in the shower. She then began shaving all the sludge colored hair off her head and body until she was completely devoid of hair. Cuts and scrapes littered her now porcelain smooth skin as tears began to pour out of her eyes as she gazed at herself in the mirror.

"Not a trace of sludge anywhere on me. Finally! I'm sludge free! ...! Shit, I better rip my eyelashes out too. I can't risk being identified!" Serika thought.

Once she was done, she ran to the living room and reached for some money on the table, but stopped. "Mao, every bill can be identified with a serial number," Ookuma's voice echoed in her mind.

Serika fearfully retreated and begun spreading flammable liquids all throughout the house. She refused to wear any clothes, both out of hatred that her mother picked them and fear that they could identify who she was. She did however, smash open Ookuma's safe and grabbed a case full of incriminating SD cards Ookuma had in it.

"That piece of shit kept these for a reason. Pretty sure it was to ensure none of her stooges would turn on her. I can't let these burn. Just hope there's nothing about me on them," Serika thought as she shoved the SD case securely into her breasts.

She then lit a match and set the house ablaze before leaping out a window and charging into the forest.

"SHIT SHIT SHIT! WHY'D I TAKE THESE SD CARDS WITH ME!? I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S ON EM! AND IF SOMEONE CATCHES ME WITH EM... I GOTTA RUN!" Serika frantically thought as her legs carried her into the woods.

There, exhaustion finally began to kick in. Serika frantically began burying herself with dirt in an attempt to hide.

A few minutes later, Serika began to lose consciousness as her stomach growled. "No, I haven't even eaten anything good. I just escaped," she groaned as she lost consciousness.

...

"I made sure her body was destroyed, before I stripped and shaved all my hair off. I didn’t care how weird or bloody I became, I just didn’t want any of that bitch’s sludge to be present on me. I guess you could say I was truly becoming a blank slate for my new life. Once I was completely devoid of every last glob of that bitch’s sludge, I burned everything in that damn place down. I didn’t take any clothes or money with me. It was both out of the hatred that I didn’t want anything more to do with that bitch and fear that bringing something like her cash would link me back to her. I did take all the SD cards she kept in a safe which had incriminating footage of her allies on them," Serika stated.

"Why would she have that?" Madoka asked.

"Probably to prevent them from betraying her. Apparently her secretary was a world class blackmailer as well. Though I'm glad I snagged that. It proved vital in saving my ass and leading to that piece of shit's party being completely booted from the government. As for how I was saved, Sensei was the one to find me in the wilderness..."