Katsuki Bakugo perspective:
When I came back to house to study neither one of his parents bothered us, but we were playing it safe anyway. As we worked on are homework when I caught sight of a purple mark on the side of his neck hidden behind his shirt collar.
"Hold still for a moment," I told him as I leaned over and tugged on his collar to see it better.
The mark was pale but still noticeable if you look and about the size of a quarter. My face turned red, it was obviously a hickey, I'm dead if his parents saw it. I pulled a bandaid out my pocket and placed it over the mark, he put his hand up to his neck to figure out what I did.
"Why did you put bandaid over my neck, am I bleeding?" He asked.
"No it's..just...uh...." He was so innocent I couldn't just blurt it out. "..bruise," he looked even more confused.
"How did I get a?....oh,oh," He mutter his face went red when he figured it out, causing me to get even more flustered so I looked away. Thank god he can't see me. "Why do you have bandaids with you in the first place?"
"Cause of your clumsy ass," I joke pushing his shoulder with my finger. We laughed quietly, it took me a minute to realize he was smiling at me. He always had a beautiful pure smile that could light up the universe, I'll fight a war by myself to protect that smile. Fuck, that was so cheesy I'm going to make myself puke.
"Anyway it's getting late bye babe," He got extra flustered at the pet name, I lightly kissed his lips before leaving.
As much as I hated it I couldn't help but think about his dad, I didn't understand him in the slightest. He looked like a typical thirty year old office man with a stick up his ass, but he just acted so weird.
I was getting ready to leave I tried to push those thoughts out of my mind but I was able to hear his conversation in the room on the other side of the hallway, "I told you this is my final it isn't for debate. So please, grow the fuck up and tell me who the ninth user is!" his dad stated fusteraded probably during some conference call.
The fuck is he getting his panties in a twist about.
"I'm going to give my son my quirks to continue my legacy....Because he'll obviously be a better successor than you, we been through this." I stood in front of the door in pure shock and horror.
It sounded like he was All For One.
But...no it can't be.
...Right?
Just like that everything started to click. He must of been work for the League of Villains, no he probably created it. "Hold on a moment I have other things to attend to." He hung up, I tried to steady my breathing.
"If your done eavesdropping you can come in, Bakugo."
held my breath for a second it felt like I was going to vomit out of fear, "There's no point in running." he continued, when finally mustered up enough courage and anger I threw the door open to the normal looking office room lined with bookshelves and a few pieces of medical equipment.
"Are you fucking doubting me? Do I seem like some sort of coward, bastard?!" I challenged as I shoved my hands in my pockets so he couldn't see how much they were shaking.
"No," he stated leaning back in the office chair, and glared at me with his green dead eyes. "But based off your heart rate I can tell your not doubting me either," I tried to glare back at him just as hard.
"I don't know who the ninth user is so don't ask me! I don't even care about half of those fuckers Deku calls classmates!" I yelled trying to sound cold and harsh.
"I guessed that by know, have to kill you that's a given, but for now you can be useful," He smirked at the thought. "Tell you what, I'll give you a day or two to figure out who's All Might's successor is."
"Why the fuck should I help you?!"
Why give me a job if your just going to kill me off?!
"I don't know who the ninth user is but I know for a fact your in the same class as them, and based off Izuku's recent attitude doubt he's will to cooperate in something he'll think sounds 'sketchy'. Long story short, I'm not giving you a choice so be happy with a few days, well unless you want to die now?"
"Fine! Then what ever! Just know no matter what I'm not going down without a fight," I smirked. I knew I would die if I fight back or not, but if anyone in my class had even a sliver of a chance of beating him it was me.
He laughed, "Trust me I'm more than ready." I scuffed at him then left, I can't believe he let me go just like that, granted he only gave me a few days to live. It seemed like perfect opportunity to run away so I wouldn't have to deal with his bullshit anymore, but I knew for a fact he would hunt me down in a heartbeat if I did.
The the next morning I sat down at my desk the sense of tension in the pit of my stomach wasn't going to leave any time soon. I looked over at Deku at his desk, I couldn't just tell All For One that Deku was the one he's after. My chest ached at the thought alone of what would happen.
'I don't needed to tell All Might or Deku. I will win, I will win. I'll just put others in danger if I tell, at least this way they'll have sometime to prepare after I di-
I WILL WIN, I WILL WIN! WITHOUT A FUCKING DOUBT!
I!
WILL!
FUCKING!
WIN!
BITCH!'
I thought to myself, I couldn't afford to doubt myself too much could go wrong. I looked down at my hands they were still shaking in my lap, I tighten my fist to convince the rest of me not to doubt myself. "Class we have a new student, she transferred from a different hero school." Mr. Azawaia said in his usual bored tone. I glanced up at the new student not giving half a fuck, she smirked when she made eye contact with me. Nothing about this girl seemed right, from the messy blonde hair buns to the bags under her yellow eyes. Of course Mr. Azawaia sat the bitch in the desk next to me, I scooted my chair to the side just to get away from her.
When it was time to get into partners the creepy chick picked me before I could pick anyone else, guess it was just my lucky day. "The hell you want, bitch," I growled.
"What do you mean?" she asked with a 'innocent' smile in a child like tone.
"Oh come on, it's obvious that you don't have good intentions. So did he send you here." She gave another creepy smirk.
"Isn't it obvious? I'm only here to make sure you stay in line," She giggled.
"You can't do anything if your dead," I threatened.
She seemed amused at my response, like someone who just got away with something. "Oh go ahead. No matter who you tell, where you run, or who you kill. You'll be hunted down and killed you can't avoid it."
But others could.
She continued to giggle, as she was getting off on my despair. "Oh I was wondering, what's Midoriya's quirk anyway? Since I'll most likely get your job once you die."
I held my breath for a second, if I told her he didn't have a quirk she would find out I was lying sooner or later.
"It's probably some basic strength enhancing quirk. He spent most of his life lying about having a quirk, because he wanted to be seen for his other skills and strengths. Why are you questioning him anyway? All For One would probably kill you if you harm a hair on his head."
"I know but, I was told he was quirkless but based off the sports tournament that doesn't seem to be the case." She replied, All For One clearly didn't watch the the sports tournament he was probably too busy with 'work' to watch it on TV, once again I didn't want to think about what would've happened if he did.
"If anyone where to have One For All it would probably grape head over there." I lied pointing at Mintea. He was trying to hide a bikini magazine behind his text book. I needed to direct her attention away from Deku, and I couldn't give two shits if they killed grape head. In fact all the girls in the class would probably thank me.
"Your hilarious, as if All Might would really sink that low," she laughed, I grinded my teeth together. I never wanted to blow up someone's head more. I should've known she wouldn't buy it. I took a breath I didn't realize I was holding it until then, I was just glad I managed to change the subject.
She spent the whole day being my shadow by the end of the day I was willing to sell my soul just to punch her in the face, "Kacchan, you ready to walk home." Deku asked me, I flinched when he spoke.
The crazy bitch was watching me carefully within ear shot, she had put one of her hands behind her back as if she was ready to pull out a weapon if I said the wrong thing. I swallowed back fear, "I have to make up a test," I said, softly tracing a few letters onto the back of his hand while making eye contact with the creepy bitch. "So go ahead without me," I kissed his check, still glaring at her. When I finished Deku's cheerful expression went dark.
"I-if your sure then....bye," Deku responded his voice shook slightly. He walked away quicker than normal, dragging his hand along the tops of the desk.
Once he leaves I walked back over to the chick, "You can tell his old man to suck it. Now, will you let me go home." I said growled through my teeth.
Izuku Midoriya Perspective:
I quickly walked out of the school still shaking from what Kacchan traced on the back of my hand. 'Run' I didn't understand stand what he meant by that was I going to get in trouble, was he in trouble and was trying to keep me out of it?
"Izuku, I'm driving you home to day there's something we need to talk about." Dad? He put his hand on my shoulder and guided me to the front seat of his car. I was slightly more worried than before, the last time I got drove home from school was in elementary school.
"I-is something going on that I don't know about?" I asked, I put one headphone in my ear and turned my phone on "text messages" it read out loud. He snatched my phone out of my hands and sets it on the dashboard.
"Why did you do that I need to make sure everyone's ok?!" I leaned over to get it but he pushes me back into my seat.
"I'll explain the situation once we get home," worried about his response I sat quietly in the seat.
How literal was Kacchan when he said to run? How soon did he want me to run, how far, was it already too late?
We stepped out of the car he put his hand back on my shoulder with a tighter grip then before. He knew I could get around the house just fine by myself, he was either trying to protect me from something, or to keep me from leaving. He took me to the office room I was never aloud to enter, are footsteps taped loudly on the hardwood floor.
"Now please give me an explanation." I begged, his grip got tighter.
"Lets just say, your going to take my place the League of Villains."
"W-what are you talking about!?" I asked, he must've been joking. But if he was serious that could've been the reason why he was away for most of my live he was killing innocent civilians and running from the pro heros.
"Don't worry I'm not going to hurt you, but question is: do you still want to be a hero?"
I punched the side of his face using 8% of One For All out of reflex, he was barely fazed by the hit. He filinged me into the desk destroying it along with the papers that were resting on top.
"You selfish, ungrateful, little shit! You still want to be a 'hero' after everything that happened?! Not just that but you decided to use One For All against me! I should've known you were the ninth user! I thought you of all people would be able to see that 'heros' are nothing but egotistical show offs in this shitty society! I thought you would realize this by now!" I slowly stood back up my shoulder aching from developing bruises. By whole body was shaking from the realization that he was All For One.
"Heroes save people not kill them to get what they want!" I yelled clenching my fist getting ready for the brutal fight ahead of me. I try to choke back tears of fear. "No society can be perfect, we have to deal with that as reality. So I'm proud to be a hero in training, and proud to be All Might's successor!" I charged my body with 8% of One For All and ran at him. At the last second I heard him take a few step back and I punched a hole in the wall.
"But it doesn't mean I can't get it damn close. I really don't want to hurt you, but your giving me any other choice." He said as he grabbed my other arm and slammed me into ground. Putting my already bruised shoulder in even more pain, as soon as he let go of my arm I rolled away on the floor against the wall not wanting to give him time to act.
The door slams open, on the other side of the room with the noise of small firecrackers. Then the whole room lights up mainly going towards the attacker, "Go to hell!" K-Kacchan?!
Katsuki Bakugo Perspective:
"Hey, dumbass I told you to run didn't I?!" I shouted at Deku angrily trying to hid the desperation in my voice.
All For One laughed, the short green hair on his head was now a thick layer of skin covering his eyes and nose. "Is this your idea of a rescue miss-"
Deku punched him in the jaw as hard as could without hurting himself, cutting him off. He moves back against the wall to come up with a attack strategy. I kept focus on All For One I knew he'll try to sneak up on Deku if given the opportunity. With that in mind I charged after him shooting explosions at off like someone trigger happy idiot trying to keep him as far from Deku as possible.
It didn't take long for Deku to figure out my strategy, "Kacchan stop! Your just going to hurt yourself!" he shouted in realization.
"Do you think I don't already know that!? Go and make yourself fucking useful for once!" I yelled in the most asshole way of saying 'go get help.' I'm reckless and prideful but not a idiot, if there was any possible chance of us surviving this it was with the help of someone else.
While I was distracted All For One managed to fling me back into the wall leaving a dent, with just a light shove. I fall face first onto floor, he ripped the wheels off the bottom of the office chair and shoved it straight through the shin of my right leg into the floor as easy as slicing through butter.
I bit my lip, trying not to scream in pain I heard and felt the bone snap in half like a toothpick. "I'll come back to you later, you can still be useful," All For One said directing his attention back to Deku.
Deku threw another punch but he missed One For All completely. He returned the punch and made him crash through the wall and into the hallway. I could hear him struggling to suck the air back into his lungs.
"You got that injured from just a light tap," All For One said trying to sound intimidating but somehow sounded concerned instead.
I tried to kick the chair out of my other leg as hard as I could, it didn't budge a inch. Deku stood back up ready to fight but still shaking and crying. I continued to kick the chair it only made it hurt more and puddle of blood grow faster.
I came up with a plan, it was a shitty plan that no one would want me to go through with, but it was a plan nonetheless. Yet again if I did this I would only have seconds to live, but if I didn't Deku would only have seconds left of freedom.
Fuck it.
I pulled down on my jacket sleeve and shoved it into my mouth putting my foot against the chair for leverage.
1....
2....
3!
I grited my teeth and pushed my good leg off of the chair. Borderline screaming from the shooting pain of feeling my leg tear in two, like ripping a pre-existing hole in a t-shirt. But with your own flesh instead of fabric.
Izuku Midoriya Perspective:
I somehow managed to stand back up, I felt a stabbing pain in my chest every time I breathed in. The fight wasn't over yet but in this condition there would be much of a fight left.
Suddenly Kacchan's weight crash against my back, I gasped for air and stumbled forwards a bit out of shock and fear. He rested his chin on my shoulder with his chest pressed up against me, and arms wrapped my sides tring to hold himself up and to help clam me down.
Part of his leg was trickling a thick stream of blood onto my pant leg and soaking into my socks making them sticky.
"Izuku....even though you scared your still willing to fight," He whispered in a soft yet painful tone. The first time he said that he was mocking me but this time he sounded somewhat comftering.
He put both hands infront of me but still trying to keep him self up. The popping noises appeared again the whole room lights back up with a loud BOOM. He groaned in pain as he was struggling from the after shock.
"Promise me you'll be a hero." His hands started to slip, he could barely stand up anymore even with my support.
I tried to hold on to him better relizing there is no other part to his right leg.
"Kacchan what happened to your leg?" I asked barely having enough air to speak.
"Just fucking....promise..me," I tried to hold him up but I couldn't gather enough strength, he fell onto the floor in unicen with my shattering heart.
But I don't want to be a hero with out you.
As I started to sob my chest and throat was hurting for a completely different reason now.
Why? Why did he feel the need to go this far? What made him think that'll be somewhat ok with this?!
"Well that's a shame, but I guess he wasn't all that important anyway." One For All said his foot steps were a bit sluggish.
That's it?
Katsuki sacrificed his life and all you got from it was a fucking limp?!
I took off my ripped UA uniform jacket and tie it around the damaged leg. Pretending that there wasn't dangling pieces of ripped flesh attached to what left of his limb, the blood soaked through the jacket quickly, my eyes stung from the tears it seemed useless. I tried tying it tighter, I couldn't tell what was his blood and what was my own tears anymore.
Please just stop bleeding.
"What? You can't possibly feel bad for that little shit! After everything he's done, he perfectly represents everything wrong with this socity. You know this already so please I beg you, help me destroy this world so we can rebuild it!" All For One pressed me back against the wall with his forearm, I get ready to punch him with everything I got. I would end up having to break my arm in the process but that was the last thing I was worried about.
Kacchan wasn't that kind of person anymore, we were going to be pro-heroes like how we planed when we were younger. But, now you took that away from us and claim that was the right thing to do am I supposed to be happy about that?!
"Go to hell!" I shouted right as I was going to hit him he dropped me onto the floor. I gasp for air, crying on the ground, startled from the sudden fall.
This is it, this is fucking it. I'll have to be his puppet for world domination now.
Even though I promised Ka-
"...Inko?" He muttered weakly.
Hisashi Midoriya Perspective:
Before I got the chance to give my quirks to Izuku I felt the very tip of a knife pierce through my clothes. I turn around dropping Izuku on the floor to hit them.
It wasn't until I saw them at the other side of the room impaled by the broken glass from the medical equipment, when I realized who that was.
My wife Inko Midoriya.
I race over to her as fast as I could with a limp, I could still hear her breathing it's slow and shallow but breathing. I put my hand to her forehead as I try to push my quirks into her like a flowing faucet to see if I could help her.
I go one by one push a different quirk into her in hopes that just one of them would be enough to keep her alive.
It wasn't until her breath stopped that a wave of guilt came over me. There's no point in continuing to give my quirks to her it was already too late, but I was physical too weak to stop. I gave her all the quirks that were keeping me alive for so long. My flesh was already starting to turn into dust and sprinkles down on ground like snow.
This wasn't what I wanted, I wanted a world where we could be happy. No quirks, no 'heroes' or 'villains', no one 'better' than the rest, a world where everyone is equal like how it once was. Was that to much to ask for?
When did that make me a villain?
I always told myself that 'good things need sacrifices.' But when did it cross the line? Probably decades ago.
But now due to my mistakes I would die here, leaving my son with nothing but the aftermath of my failed goal.
If I knew this would be my demise I wouldn't have started it in the first place. My impossible goal simply wasn't worth the thousands of lives I took, I didn't realize it until it was too late. I became the very definition of the type of person that I hated the most.
I'm so sorry.
Izuku Midoriya Perspective:
All at once the room got ghost-quite, sound of my own wheezing echoed through the broken walls. All I could think to myself was,
what the fuck, just happened?
"Hello?........Miss?" There was a faint staticy voice of someone talking, but it didn't sound like anyone else was in here. Still shaking for the most part I crawl on my hands and knees towards the sound searching for where it's coming from.
"Miss in order to send the police we need to know what's happening," I picked up a cell phone. Mom must've called the police before coming up here, if she just waited for them she wouldn't have ended up like this.
Afted crwaling through multiple puddles of blood I finally found the phone it was coming from. I put up to my ear, "Hello, are you ok? Are you hurt?" the person on the other line asked. All I could respond with was a sob, the words refusing to come out of me like a stopped-up drain.
I knew nothing was wrong with my voice, so why couldn't I speak?
The room felt dizzy as I tried to give a response again, but I ended up crashing onto the floor instead.
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A.N: Y'all thought this would be a light hearted and fluffy story?
Well oops, my hand slipped.