Chapter 2

AN: I'm surprise of how many people liked this story so far. If any of you faithful reader have question, I'll be sure to answer them. (FYI I cropped the story's picture.)

Izuku's POV

I still kept running until I reached my apartment building. I ran to the door, opening it and slamming the door shut. The sound alerted my mother as she was in the kitchen having a mini heart attack. When she got over it, she looked at me with concern.

"Izuku honey," she asked worriedly. "Is something the matter?"

I hated how she was able to read me. How she know what saw wrong with me. Yet despite how she could read me, she could never help me with my problems. I couldn't stand to look at the person who looked down on me. Who was the first one to make me give up on my dream.

No, I don't want you right now.

Please get away from me.

"Honey it's ok, you can tell me," she said as she came towards me with a small cutting knife in her hand. She must've forgot to put it on the counter. "You can tell me anything sweetheart. I'll understand."

No you won't understand.

Just please…

Get…

Away…

From…

ME…

"Izuku," she said as she put her hand on my shoulder.

Then something happened.

Something inside of me just snapped.

I did something that changed my whole outlook on life. I grabbed the knife from my mother's hand and used it to slice her neck wide open. She didn't know what hit her as she stared at me with horror. She tried to cover her wound, but the blood kept on flowing from her neck. She kept on doing this for about thirty more seconds until her eyes glazed over and her hand fell limply on the floor.

It took about a full minute to comprehend of what just conspired. I soon realized of what I have just did.

I murdered my mother.

I killed her in cold blood.

I started to panic. I was literally shaking like a leaf. I stared at the small knife that was dripping with blood. A million thoughts raced threw my head.

Why did I do that!?

How could I do something like that!?

To my own mother fucking no less!

Why is life...

Then it hit me. Life, life some how finds a way to torment me. Being Quirkless, being ridiculed every day of my life, my ex-idol saying to "dream realistically", and now, me with killing my mother. It was some how all a cruel joke played on me.

Yes, that's it!

It's all a joke.

It's always been a joke!

Everything that I ever worked or struggled for was all just a monstrous demented gag playing on a loop.

As I mulled over this, I started to chuckle measly. I soon began to giggle, which soon turned into full-blown out laughter. I was laughing of how funny life was as one big joke and I was the only one who knew about this. Then realization hit me.

Only I knew how life truly is.

An idea soon formed in my head. Every one said I couldn't be a hero, but they never said I could be a villain. I could show everyone, Kacchan, All Might, everyone that the world was just a big fat JOKE. Though a question went threw my shattered mind.

What am I going to call myself as.

What am I going to look…

Then I remembered that I always loved how All Might smiled.

Smile.

Smile.

Smile, that's it!

I knew just what to do. With the knife still in my hand I raced to the bathroom to do something so crazy, I almost had another laughing fit.

If All Might smiles when he works, why can't I do the same thing he does?

I took the knife and put it in my mouth. I was nervous, but at the same time, I was excited. I slowly pulled the knife across my left cheek cutting it deeply, letting the blood flow down my lower half of my face. I felt the pain tearing threw my cheek as I continued to cut it.

The pain, it feels so good.

After I finished cutting the left side, it was now the right side's turn. I felt the same searing pain when I sliced up my left cheek. I stopped after I was finished with both sides. As I looked into the mirror, I was happy with my work. My lips were now wider and showed more teeth when I usually smiled. Though the greatest thing about my smile is that it looked better than All Might's smile.

I'm beautiful.

Thought I still need a name.

There are not a lot of villain names I can think of.

Then again, I do look like a clown so no one would really be afraid of…

Then it hit me once more. I did look like a clown with my green messy hair. And now that I think about it, people would be scared of a villain that looks and acts like a clown. It also helps me fool heroes off track. I decided that I would be the first clown villain, but I still couldn't think of a name for myself.

Then I remembered a playing that my mom would always put out off the deck to play solitary, the joker card. I did like the sound of that.

The joker card.

The Joker.

I am The Joker.

I am The Joker!

"I'm The Joker," I yelled threw the apartment building as I cackled a horrible. "Izuku Midoriya is not and will never be my name again, for now it will be The Joker!"

I suddenly stopped laughing. What was I to do with the art I had created of my mother's corpse still laying in a pool of blood.

Well, this is a fine kick in the ass.

I finally found my calling and it's going to get ruined by my mom.

Heh, funny how she helped me and now she's going stop me.

I need a way to destroy all the evidence somehow.

But, how will I do it?

Then I had the most genius idea. A had an evil, crazy, psychotic, genius idea. I could burn the whole place down. That's exactly what I'll do.

Third POV

Izuku went into the kitchen and turned on the gas. As he was sure he heard the gas was flowing, he decided to check for anything that was flammable. Sure enough he found a whole bottle of lighter fluid and a box of matches. He took the matches and opened the bottle and spilled it contents everywhere. As he was doing this, he sung a little tune he heard a while back.

~ Smile, darn ya, smile ~

~ You know this great world is a good world after all ~

~ Smile, darn ya, smile ~

~ And right away watch lady luck pay you a call ~

~ Things are never black as they are painted ~

~ Time for you and joy to get acquainted ~

~ So make life worthwhile ~

~ Come on and smile, darn ya, smile ~

He finished his merry song and finished dousing the lighter fluid every place possible.

"And now, for the grand finally," Izuku said dramatically as he lit a match and threw it on the puddle of lighter fluid. He smiled as the flames grew and cover every thing in fire. He decided to leave through his bedroom's window. He leaped out of the window and landed on the ground safe and sound.

"Nailed that landing," he said as he strolled away from the apartment complex. No sooner than he did, the apartment blew up with fire seeping through the roof. As he watched this, he started to laugh again.

"Its so pretty, Izuku giggled out. "Look out heroes cause theirs a new villain in town and his name it The Joker!" He the proceeded to laugh his was out of the scene.

"A fire happened at a apartment complex last night. It was believed to be a cooking accident, but that's not the case. Though there is very little evidence at the crime, there was however one thing. Neighbors heard what appeared to be laughter after the complex burst into flames. There will be more as it happens after this commercial break."

AN: That was hard, not going to lie. Though I'm satisfied if you all love reading this story. Please make a comment, criticisms and suggestions are welcomed.