You Like Making Deals With The Devil?
(Normal Text)
(Izuku)
(Devil)
The Deku-fest had begun. And it was only getting worse. Hung upside down from a bridge, Being almost exploded to death was one of the many events of this harassment fest. Poor Izuku had no say in this torture but being quirkless meant you had no voice.
"P-please stop." Izuku was being kicked around for god knows how long and the 3 had shown no signs of stopping. Izuku was just glad as they hadn't used their quirks on him because his body could take no longer.
"Damn Deku." He spat. "Learn your place or we'll have to show you again. You shitheads wait here whilst i'll make sure this time he learns his lesson" This time? What did he mean by that? The greenette's heart started beating unsteadily.
"Don't you wish they'd just stop?" An unknown voice questioned. "Y-yes please. I don't w-want this anymore just stop it." Izuku answered. "Hey! Deku so lonely he's talking to himself! You FOOL!" One of Katsuki's lackeys jeered. "You like making deals with the devil?"It asked Izuku. "J-just help me please." Izuku cried out internally hoping the voice would help him. "Sure then. Have a test drive with this." The voice sighed.
Izuku felt a surge of power rush through his body. His wounds were healed and he got up. "Deku! Get down you weak punk!" One of the lackeys shouted. "The hell you think you're calling Deku you adopted piece of shit?" Izuku grabbed the lackey by his shirt and yelled right at him. "YES. YES MY CHILD LET YOUR RAGE OUT ON HIM!" The man also yelled. Izuku threw the boy onto the hard soil and thrashed him with his crimson claws. "S-stop PLEASE STOP!" Unfortunately Izuku didn't stop. He finally raised his fist and uppercutted they boy only for his head to fly off and come onto the floor.
The other lackey starred. He wet himself and ran. "YOU PIECE OF SHIT GET BACK HERE!" Izuku charged straight for the boy with killing intent. He finally caught up with the boy and kicked him down. "PLEASE DON'T KILL ME! I'LL BE YOUR FRIEND!" The other boy bargained. "Should've thought about that before you sided with the arrogant arse-kisser." Magma erupted from below the buy's feet and engulfed him. "All right. I'm tired of this shit now I'm going to get the fuck home before Bakugo gets here."
"You seem to make a great villain it's a sh-Fuck off." Izuku interrupted as he made his way home. Izuku was shivering mentally after killing the two boys but he came to realise. "Hey. Blood." Ohfuckohshitohbitch "Aren't those the lyrics to that really popular song Mo Bamba?"The devil joked. "On my life, kid what in the world happened to you?" A tall dark-haired man asked Izuku. "Tell him you tried to save your friend from dying after him losing his head. FAST KID!" The devil barked. "A m-man r-really h-hurt m-my f-friends." Izuku tried his best to cover the truth. "I know your parents taught you that you should never speak to strangers but it's important. Please follow me." The man requested. "My name is Naomasa Tsukauchi. Could you please tell me yours?" The pair had a pregnant pause before they continued on.
"I-izuku Midoriya, sir." He gulped and hoped Naomasa wouldn't pry for anymore information. "What about your parents kid?" Well shit. "Ma's home." He internally slapped himselfwhatifhismaisn'thomeandwhydidhisitalianrootshavetoshownow? "Stop worrying about your Italian roots because Naoma-I mean Tsukauchi-san is a human lie detector. He physically display memories that can be tampered with. Okay just think about a shady looking guy." The devil was trying to reassure the boy who was going on about his struggles as a half Italian. "Also don't worry about this i'm just checking your memories to see what happened It's my quirk. Izuku mildly tampered his memories so he would be a-okay. "Right Midoriya, now we just need your mother to come down. Can we go to your house?" Tsukauchi politely asked the young boy. "Sure." Izuku blatantly accepted and he showed Tsukauchi the way to the Midoriya residence. Izuku knocked. "Ma, I'm home!" No answer. Izuku knocked twice as hard. "MA, I SAID IMMA HOME!" Out of frustration Izuku punched a hole in the door with his quirk. Tsukauchi looked dumbfounded at the greenette before he used the hole to enter the door.
The TV was on playing his mother's favourite soap opera. There was now cold Fried Rice after the young boy tasted it. "Ma?" Izuku's heart sank. M-maybe she was taking a bath he thought to himself. "Kid. I hate to do this sometimes but you made a deal with the devil." The devil softly said.
"YOU DICKHEAD GIVE ME MY MA BACK! I'LL KILL YOU JUST GIVE HER BACK! PLEASE I WANT MY MA BACK." Izuku broke into tears and smashed his fists on the floor.
(A/N): Just putting this out i'm not sure on whether i should leave this as a one-shot or continue updating because i know it's incredibly short
(Also please don't kill me for those references. Who am I to be apologising for being badass?)
(And fucking beta'd or whatever it's called i'm too hip af)