"Mom, I'm home. What's for dinner?" Izuku called out to his mother as he walked through the front door. He waited for a response but heard nothing. It was unusually quiet in the house today, and he didn't think his mom had any plans.
"Mom? Are you here?"
He closed the door behind himself but didn't bother to take his shoes off. Something felt… off. Suddenly, his eyes spotted something foreign to his normal house. Dark red stained everything in sight. It was spattered across the walls, coating family portraits and covering the flaky green wallpaper. It was on the ceiling, flecks of red on the fluorescent light above, and there was a long streak of dark crimson dragging across the floor of his hallway. His blood ran cold, and he could feel cold swear running down his forehead.
Please tell me that's paint.
"Why is there so much paint spilled in the hall? Are you alright?" he shouted out, but again what met with only silence.
Izuku followed the trail further inside the house to the living room. The jagged trail lead up to the coat closet on the far-left side of the room.
"... Mom? Where are you? You're scaring m-" A loud thunk interrupted him. Suddenly, the almost lifeless body of his mother fell out of the closet onto the floor, blood pooling around her.
"MOM!" Izuku rushed to her side. Inko was drenched in blood. Izuku nose burned at the putrid smell but he couldn't pull his eyes away from the short woman. Whatever part of her body wasn't covered in crimson was a pale white in comparison. She coughed violently and her body shook from the shock. If Izuku planned on seeing his mom again, he needed to get her to a hospital, and fast.
"H-hold on, M-mom. I'm g-gonna c-call an ambulance. Y-You're gonna be alri-" he was cut by Inko weakly pulling him down towards her face.
"I-Izuku, listen to me. I need you to r-run! Run and don't stop. Don't look back. Please, take this," she whispered as she handed him a silver gun and a folded up note from her side, paper stained red. "Use this only w-when absolutely necessary. Go find your Uncle Might. After a day's drive, read the note then give it to him. He will explain e-everything you need to know."
"M-mom, what's going on? Wh-why do I need to go to Uncle M-Might's?! We need to get you help!" Izuku cried as he held her hand tightly.
"There's no time, baby. Your mom loves you very much, Izu," she whispered as tears ran down her face. She reached up to cradle his face but was stopped when another round of violent coughs overtook her. Izuku ran his free hand through her viridian locks that matched his own. His hands were covered in her blood, but he hoped he could be some sort of pillar of strength for his mom. Still, he shook his head violently, hoping to wake up from this terrible nightmare.
"Izuku, please! There's no time. Run! Get to your Uncle Might. He'll explain everything." A loud crash came from the back of the house and Inko's eyes widened in terror.
"RUN, IZUKU!"
"Mom, no! I can't leave you!" the boy cried. He couldn't bear the thought of leaving his mother alone with whatever is terrorizing their household.
"Damn it, Izuku, RUN!"
His eyes widened. This had to be something bigger than he could imagine. His mother cursed for nothing. Going against his better judgement and with tears in his eyes, he kissed her forehead and grabbed the gun and note.
"I love you, Mom. I'm coming back for you." She graced him with one more weak smile before another crash sound out, this time much closer. He nodded once, turned and fled out of the small house. His mind was running a mile a minute.
Please be okay, mom.
Izuku dashed out of the door and threw himself into his car. He fumbled with the keys before putting them in the ignition. When the old car finally roared to life, he hurriedly threw it in reverse and quickly backed out. He barely made it out of the driveway when he heard a loud scream from his mother. He turned to take once last look at his house, and as he did, he saw an ominous figure standing in the doorway with piercing red eyes and blue hair.
What the hell? Who is that?
He furiously brushed the tears away from his emerald eyes and gunned it down the road, leaving his mother and his life behind. Izuku's stomach churned as he made his way to the highway as fast as he could. He didn't quite understand what was going on, but he knew he had to trust his mother. All he had to do was make it to Kentucky and Uncle Might would explain everything. It was a long way from his suburban home in Montana, but if it meant figuring out what was going on and getting back to his mom, he would do whatever he had to do. He plugged in the old address to his GPS and set down the long and winding road, with nothing but silence to keep him company.
I'm coming back for you, Mom. I promise.