Hellboy

Chapter one. Big Red

"GET AWAY DEMON!" The woman grabbed her child by the wrist before pulling him up into her chest turning away and retreating without running away in a dead sprint.

Izuku sighed a small childlike sigh being only 5 years old but standing an impressive and abnormal at well over 4 feet tall touching on 5 if he didn't slouch so much, this wasn't the tall boy's only abnormality. What truly made young Izuku stand out more than anything was his brilliantly bright red skin, among other things however this is what usually drew the eye from many a passer-by. No, what truly set little Izuku apart was his sheer appearance, from atop his head grew to immense curved bone horns resembling the great hero All Might's gravity defying golden hair. If that wasn't enough the boy had to deal with constant stares at his python like tail protruding from his coccyx.

In a world filled to the brim with quirks it wasn't unlikely to see people will mutations that truly made them stand out in a crowd but young Izuku had so much going against a regular appearance that he was immediately kept at arms-length from usual social interactions. Izuku found it hard to make friends, Izuku found it hard to even get time to speak with some of the other kids in his school. With another defeated sigh and staring down into the dirt around him Izuku fell onto his rear, the heavy thud to his right caught his attention in the most undramatic way. Casting his eyes to his left hand, a stone slab like chunk of a hand rested in the dry dirt. The stone digits crunched as they formed a first, a forearm encased in a pillar did not flex; cannon like, vast, thick and a complete eyesore to the poor boy.

Uncurling his chunky fingers he slowly began to trace circles into the ground around him. He hated everything about himself, Izuku's features scowled. Quirks usually developed in children typically at the age of four to which their parents would then take them to a Quirk Doctor who would then x-ray the child's left foot to look for the missing bone usually found, or not in this case, in the quirk holder. After that the child would be tested in various was ways to see what exactly the quirk was. Quirks were genetic, Doctors would look at the child's parent's quirks and determine whom the quirk could have derived from. Children would either manifest one of their parent's quirks or if the two quirks were compatible a new quirk would for by the fusion of the two. However Izuku was a rather special case, sometimes it happened that a child could manifest a Quirk that is entirely unrelated from their genetic heritage. Much akin to a mutation.

Izuku's Quirk was something completely different. Normally his appearance alone would categorise the boy with a mutant-type quirk but there was more to Izuku's quirk than just that. When he was a small boy Izuku had tripped and cut his head against his mother's dining table before his mother could even react the cut had sealed itself shut, the only sign of the injury was a small smear of blood where the cut had been, this type of power was what was known as a transformation Quirk. Izuku was a special case, but having two different types of Quirk was practically unheard of. The boy had labelled himself a freak, alone in the world except for his mother, Inko's, love.

Thinking of his mother Izuku sniffed back his starting tears and pushed himself to his feet, somewhere in the back of his head he heard the school bell signalling the start of the day's education. The tall red boy took off out of the playground, speeding up ever faster until he reached the iron gates of the school not slowing the young boy dropped into a ball before leaping up, over and away.

"IZUKU! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" His mother Inko was in hysterics. Izuku never skipped school. Cringing at his others shrill voice Izuku's usually slumped state worsened, practically making his neck shrink into his shoulders.

"Mom please. I- I just couldn't- st-stay there." Izuku sighed. "Takai's mom- Takai's mom….TAKAI'S MOM CALLED ME A DEMON!" The red skinned boy began to shake, his head hung as small sobs racked his thin frame. Inko stood wide-eyed at her small boy. Nobody saw him like she did, she saw not the bright red skin, nor the devil like horns, she saw only Izuku. Her little boy, gifted to her by the world. Inko couldn't stop the sad smile that came.

"Izuku. My sweet little boy." Inko took tentative steps towards her darling child. Finally reaching him across the kitchen Inko took her child into her arms and embraced him softly rubbing his back to easy the shuddering hiccups. "You. Are not a Demon." She lifted his chin and looked into the deep green eyes, an exact copy of her own. "You are a caring boy who will do great things." Her smile widening. "I'm sure of it."

Izuku's lips quivered and buried his head into his mother's shoulder crying as she completely wrapped her arms around him.

"Izuku… Remember what All Might does." Inko spoke as she rocked the boy in her arms. "He smiles! Never letting the villains see him down and to encourage the people around him to stay strong. His smile lets them know that they are safe. Now Izuku let me see your smile. Let me see the smile that will save people everywhere." She stepped back and held Izuku's shoulders firmly. Having to tilt her head at his downcast stare Inko waited as the sobs subsided and Izuku's face slowly began to rise up a smile on his features, hair hanging over his eyes Izuku took a deep breath and finally snapped his head up to meet his mothers, eyes squeezed shut and pearly white teeth bared in the largest grin he could muster.

Inko began to chuckle which slowly turned into laughter, Izuku slightly caught off guard opened his eyes dumbfounded but watching his mother laugh he couldn't stop the giggle that escaped his own lips. Quickly clamping his hands over his mouth Izuku momentarily forgot his stone hand and slammed it into his face, stumbling him. There was a brief pause in both their laughter's as the mother and son replayed the last few images in their head before the kitchen resounded with ruckus laughter.

It took a while before any semblance of normality came back to the Midoriya Household. Bursts of chuckles bounced back and forth between the lovingly shy two until they eventually died away the atmosphere so carefree and happy. Izuku almost regretted the words he wanted to speak but he had already spoken them before he could think to stop. "Mom. I- I don't want to go back to school."

Inko was taken aback, she thought what they had been through in the last few minutes had all but solved Izuku's Attendance to school. "But Izuku dear-"

"Please Mom. I know it's important! I promise I'll study real hard! And I'll still become a hero! I-…I Just can't do it… back there…the stares…being alone. It's- It's not good for me. Can't I-Can't I stay home and learn? You make me feel safe and- and not alone." Izuku was smiling and Inko could barely bring herself to listen to reason. Izuku was her boy and she would be damned if she was going to force him to be alienated.

"Well… Maybe." Green eyes stared into green. "I'll ring the school and see what we can do." Izuku's smile was almost threatening to spill around his ears. "BUT!" Izuku stopped smiling. "You will do your very best. I will set the rate at what you learn and if you don't meet those standards then I'll be getting you tutors who will be as strict as they need to be to fill your head with all the knowledge you need to become a hero!" Inko's finger was barely a knuckle away from going straight up her son's nose. "You will learn everything that is required to enter into only the best of hero schools when the time comes. Do we understand one another Izuku Midoriya?"

A question it may have been but Inko's blazing green eyes told the bright red boy that if he didn't meet her expectations he was in for a world of pain. "OF-OF- of course mom! Only the best ma'am!" A swift salute with his ungodly left hand almost knocked the poor boy out, the heavy hand bouncing off his horns before he quickly snapped his feet together and brought his hand back up to his forehead, much gentler this time. "I won't let you down mom! I'll be your Number one student!"

Smirking back at his silly antics Inko stepped back from her son. "I'm glad we have this understanding son. Now that the first lesson is done for today math is next. Straight to your room and I expect you to finish the chapter you are currently at before noon today, then we'll stop for lunch and you can show me your progress." Spinning the boy around she pushed him towards his room. "And don't come out unless you need the bathroom or a drink." Izuku quickly caught on and headed straight for his room.

Inko sighed, she had no idea what she meant by chapter in his math book. She held her head in her hand, and shook her head, now all she had to do was convince the school that Izuku could stay and be home schooled, not only did she have to convince them but also the board of education. Hopefully explaining why Izuku felt so detached from the other children, the parents never helped either, they would at least agree it could hurt him psychologically. Izuku couldn't control how he looked! Inko despaired when it came to humanity. They may have evolved and developed wonderful powers but humanity was still a long way from being 'good'. Sighing again Inko started toward the wall phone. She had a lot of calls to make to figure out how she could even get the ball rolling on Izuku's education. As she picked the phone up she couldn't help the smile that came, it wouldn't be so bad she thought.

Izuku's eyes stared at the equation. Nothing. Absolutely blank. There was no way he was getting this.

"You ok there big red?"

Blinking out the intense focus of his dry eyes. Izuku leaned back from his desk and let out the longest sigh of his life.

"What's wrong? Math problem got you down?" Shoko Togata smiled at his student. Shoko had been tutoring Izuku in math for the past year, apparently his mother wasn't happy with his current level of proficiency in mathematics. Shoko disagreed, what his pupil was currently working on was something that even final year college level students struggled with. Shoko was currently in his last year of hero school at Isamu academy, he had needed extra money and working in a local shop he had come across Izuku's mother Inko. They got talking every so often when she came by and eventually broached the subject of Inko's frustration of her son Izuku's lack of concentration when it came to studying.

For what it was worth Shoko thought Izuku had a great mind in all academics. Izuku's literature was brilliant, his knowledge of political and economic history, the big red boys complete interest in all studies of religion and not forgetting his current mind boggling ability in mathematics.

"3." Izuku was still slumped back in his chair staring up at the ceiling. Shoko blinked but made no attempt to respond. After a while in silence Izuku's head lolled in the direction of his teacher sat at the end of his bed. "The answer is 3."

Shoko blinked several more times before standing up from the bed, white shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows and calloused hands on his well pressed trousers he pushed himself up. Izuku couldn't have the problem that fast surely, this was college math for god's sake. Looking over his red skinned pupils shoulder he peered through his glasses over the boys break down and workings. Shoko wasn't even shocked to find that the boy was right. The answer really was 3. With a casual hum he patted his student on the head through his mountain of long curly black green hair. "Good job Izuku. How about we call it a day then?"

Izuku looked up to his teacher, or friend maybe. He didn't really know what to call Shoko Togata. For the past year the blonde haired bespeckled final year academic had tutored him in a lot of subjects, mostly math since that's all his mother seemed like she wanted him to really work on. Izuku grinned. "Sounds good to me Togata. Thanks for all the help today."

"No problem. And call me Shoko please." The blonde responded. With a smile Shoko made his wait to the bedroom door looking back to see Izuku standing from the desk chair and following him. Walking down the short corridor the two boys appeared in the open plan main area of the Midoriya apartment. Hearing some noise from the kitchen Shoko walked up to the counter and looked over at Inko Midoriya, busy washing the dishes.

"Miss Midoriya I'm going to head home now. Izuku's done plenty and really improved once more." Inko turned to the voice and smiled at her son's teacher. He was such a good boy she thought, she remembered the brief flashes of fear when she first invited him to her house to see if he would tutor Izuku. Her son was in a terrible state, he rarely interacted with anyone nowadays preferring to isolate himself from others but she felt his studying had all but ceased, Inko may have had a slightly ambiguous reason that maybe it was time for Izuku to interact with others apart from herself but that was all semantics.

Drying her hands on the dishcloth Inko went over to her handbag and started riffling through for her purse. "Thanks again Shoko. You've done a wonderful job." Pulling out a few paper bills she handed them over to the young man. "And best of luck or the upcoming exams. If your teaching is anything to go on you'll pass with flying colours I'm sure of it."

The praise made the Togata boy blush. Izuku's mother really was such a charmer and it explained how polite and well behaved the young boy was. "It was no problem at all. In fact I wish Izuku the very best for the entrance exams after this summer." Shoko turned to face the boy. "And Izuku if you ever need any more help before those exams you let me know."

Leaning in a little closer he cupped his hand to the side of his mouth and spoke in a low volume. "And if you want to know anything extra about the Isamu academy entrance exam you just let me know." He finished with a wink.

Standing up straight he waved to the lady of the house. "I'll see you later miss Midoriya."

"I'll walk you to the door." Izuku offered.

"Actually." Inko spoke up and pulled a piece of paper from the fridge. "Izuku would you mind grabbing these few things from the shop. I completely forgot to take this list yesterday, so if you wouldn't mind?"

Izuku was already reaching for the piece of paper before she'd even finished asking. "Sure thing. Hey Togata would you wait whilst I get my bike and we can both walk down together?" To which Shoko just nodded in response. Izuku smiled and quickly ran off to his room before coming back with his green bike and matching helmet. "All ready Toga- sorry Shoko."

Making their way to the front door Shoko took his dark blue school blazer from the hooks on the wall as Izuku grabbed his black bomber jacket with the green sleeves. Shoko opened the door at held it as Izuku pushed his bike out onto the complexes balcony walk-ways, with Shoko shutting the door behind them. They made idle chatter as they made their way down the five flights of stairs, Izuku lifting the bike under his arm with his heavy stone hand, he always thought everything was a little easier to carry with his big left hand.

The subject of course slowly turned to their up-coming exams. Shoko's exam to finish hero school and Izuku's to start. "Hey Izuku, if you don't mind me asking. Which schools are you thinking of applying for? I know I mentioned my own school Isamu but I hope you don't feel pressured into applying just because of me." Shoko smiled but made sure to watch for the boy's reaction. Izuku was a timid young kid but it was understandable given the strange circumstance when it came to Izuku's appearance.

Shoko watched as the big red boy in front of him almost lost grip with the bike but somehow managed to rescue it, clinging it to his chest. "Well-Well- I uh…I'm not quite –quite so sure." Reaching the last step Izuku rested his bike against the building wall. "I was going to attempt to apply for Isamu but I-I would also like to maybe try… maybe try UA." Looking down the boy felt slightly embarrassed. UA was the most prestigious school in all of Japan and Izuku for all his hard work didn't think he had even the slightest chance to get in. Telling Shoko about his dream school made him think that his teacher would laugh in his face, there wasn't much special about him Izuku thought and even the idea of him trying to gain entry into the number one school was a silly idea.

"That's great Izuku! Man I wish I had your guts." Izuku's face snapped up to look at the grin on the older boys face. "I mean my brother made it in and he just finished his first year, he said the entrance exam was crazy hard. But I'm sure you'll do great just like him."

Izuku smiled back. For all the times he was scarred that the older boy would reject him Shoko never treated him any different. To Shoko Izuku was a normal boy, not even the bright red skin and clunking left arm out Shoko off. It was one of the reasons Izuku thought of the almost school graduate as a fried.

"But if I were you Izuku I would definitely think about growing those horns back, they sure were impressive the first time I saw them." Shoko laughed. "Maybe you could use them to smash your opponents to pieces."

Izuku's smile dropped, his normal sized right hand fingers slowly moved underneath his green helmet to feel the blunted stubs of what used to be his over foot long red bone horns. It was a very sore subject for Izuku Midoriya and Shoko realised quickly he had said something he shouldn't have.

"But hey Horns or no horns I think you'll do great!" Shoko tried to lighten the mood but the damage was already done. With a meek farewell Izuku had taken his bike turned it around and started to pedal away. Sighing Shoko thought back to the first time he had seen the rather large red boys horns, to say they were intimidating was an understatement but the blonde haired boy didn't think much of it, when it came to weird body types Shoko had sure he'd seen them all. Being a hero in training you met a lot of people who had mutation quirks, some a lot more shocking than young Izuku's but that still didn't help the boy's confidence. Nearly half a year ago when Shoko thought he and Izuku were getting somewhere in terms of interaction he came by one day and Izuku's horns were gone. Filled down to the stubs they are today. Shoko didn't ask why, he could feel the atmosphere in the household. Something had happened and Izuku horns were no more. The eldest Togata boy hadn't pushed the subject, instead he carried on the way things had been and soon enough Izuku was back to his regular self.

With another sigh Shoko Togata looked on at the retreating form of his pupil. "Later Red." And set off on his way home.

Izuku quickly swerved the handlebars, missing the old man by a fraction of an inch. "SORRY!" The big red boy called over his shoulder. Izuku sighed facing forward again and easing up on the pedals, maybe going a little slower would help, he'd still get home on time. His mother had sent him on his regular grocery shop to fill up their fridge and cupboards for the next few days. With everything packed into the large basket attached to the front of his bike Izuku had started his way make home as fast as he could.

What Shoko had said to him before was still playing in his mind. His horns were something of a sore subject to young Izuku and he knew Shoko couldn't have known the reason behind his choice to dehorn himself but still just bringing them up in conversation made Izuku very uncomfortable. He felt guilty for running away like that and not even thanking his tutor properly. Shoko had done so much for Izuku, granted Shoko was tutoring him to save working at the grocery store but he hadn't run away when they had first been introduced, Shoko had even come back day after day to help Izuku with all his problems. They even shared the same admiration for the ultimate hero All Might and would spend hours talking about his exploits and heroic actions.

Lost in his thoughts Izuku barely noticed the commotion in front of him, a rather large crowd was gathering in a small shopping district just ahead. Putting the brakes on his bike Izuku came to a stop just in time to hear the shouts of "GET BACK! DO NOT COME ANY CLOSER!" Looking up from left to right Izuku's green eyes clocked onto a blue brown figure attached to the side of one of the buildings of the open square market. It's…ITS KAMUI WOODS! Izuku's mind screamed. The wooden bodied hero had latched himself to the brickwork of the wall using elongated branches sprouting from his forearm. Kamui Woods was one of the newest pro hero's to recently come into the spotlight, his amazing ability to re-shape his body to his own means was a truly incredible quirk. Adaptive to so many situations it was no wonder Kamui Woods was one of the rising stars. Izuku was in absolute awe, not only was Izuku a complete All Might nut he found every quirk to be amazing, especially those who used their quirks for good.

Pulling out a note pad Izuku quickly began to jot down as much as he could, analysing Kamui's use of his own quirk. Suddenly an explosion rocketed into the sky, the crowd were pushed back from the blast and soon began to step further away from the scene. Izuku however did the exact opposite, dropping his forgotten bike and weaving between the mass of onlookers, when he finally made it to the front row he stopped in shock, no wonder Kamui wasn't doing anything.

Izuku was staring at something he had only seen on news reports. In the middle of the square was a huge swamp like clear green sludge it's gurgled and pop, rolling over and over itself. Trapped deep within was a human shape, a boy probably the same age as him, Izuku could make out his gravity defying spiked blonde hair and intense red eyes, frenzied and screaming for escape. The red skinned boy was sure he would have heard him screaming if it wasn't for the sludge like substance covered over the poor boys mouth. Izuku stood in complete shock, the boy was suffocating and not one of the hero's stood around was doing anything about it. The young boy began to tremble, his fists clenching in rage. Why wasn't anyone doing anything? How could these heroes live with themselves? The boy held by this sludge villain was going to die. Izuku felt a burning sensation ripping through his skull, gritting his teeth Izuku clenched his eyes shut and before he could realise he was running forward.

Sprinting straight toward the boy, his red eyes zeroing in on Izuku. His pupils widened, trying to will the lumbering red person to rip him from his liquid prison. Above the trapped boy's body a new set of eyes appeared on the surface of the sludge, clear white and wide as they saw this new addition to their situation. The villain didn't have a second to react, Izuku was already too close.

"GET AWAY FROM HIM YOU BASTARD!" Izuku screamed at the top of his lungs. Leaping the last few feet from the sludge villain. Red stone left hand pulled back above his head Izuku swung as hard as he could straight for the spot between the white eyes. An explosive slam resounded off the walls of the market, wind ripped away at the thick gooey substance that held the boy in place, the force of it slowly pushed the villain back. Izuku saw the blonde haired boys arm come free and without hesitating grabbed at it with his free right hand. His feet touched the ground and Izuku yanked the boy clear of the hold the sludge had on him. Spinning on his feet Izuku threw the boy as hard as he could towards the hero Kamui, quick as a flash the wooden hero sprouted even more branches from his wooden frame that snatched the rescued boy mid-air.

"YOU!" Izuku's head snapped around and the same white eyes he stared into before glared back at him. The sludge towering over him. Izuku hadn't realised the sheer rank smell falling off the villain like an aura. Bright green eyes watched helpless as the villain began to fall upon him like a tsunami.

"DETROIT! SMASH!" A hurricane surrounded Izuku, the giant green wave that threatened to crush the boy was swept away in gale force winds. A tornado began to form swirling higher and higher into the sky. The tall red boy no matter how big was almost swept away in the torrential winds before something grabbed at the collar of his shirt and jacket. Izuku couldn't look behind him to see what had saved him, the site before him was mesmerising. The villain was being twisted around in into the vortex.

Something changed in the direction of the wind suddenly, the tail end of the twister was pulled towards Izuku, before he knew what was happening Izuku was watching as the tornado was roaring past his ear. Small pieces of sludge began to get bigger and bigger until eventually those same wicked white eyes shot past but not before first meeting his own green ones.

And then everything was gone. Silence was everywhere. And Izuku finally looked back over his shoulder.

That's all so far. Update in 2/3 days

Might come quicker, fingers crossed

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