Title: Decker

Author: SpOOnyCube

Fandom: Boku No Hero Academia

Genre: Fantasy Superhero's

Relationship(s): Izu Midoria/?

Content Rating: M – Mature (18+)

Warnings: Re-Telling; No beta; Death? AU; References to Mature Subject Matter, Rape and Violence

Author Notes: Finally the end of the hospital shit!:) And while there is still more angst at least it's finally the end of the Katsuki angst… for the most part anyway ;)

Get to dive more into Izu's awesome quirk and how it works soon or at least that's the plan; so stay tuned for that!

The next chapter or the one after that is most defiantly going to be the 10 months of training and then on to the Entrance Exam! Can't wait to start writing some awesome superhero shit.

About the settlement, the way I have portrayed it in this fic isn't how it works in the real world. Like at all! But this is fiction and I like the idea of paying for your actions for the rest of your life. So yeah.

Word Count: 1, 991~ 7, 301 words

Summary: Izu grew up quirkless, useless, despised, knowing that she would never be allowed to be a hero. But see, someone's keeping a secret, a secret kept from her since she was four years old. Izu Midoriya isn't quirkless and her father isn't overseas working. Izu's father is exactly where Izu put him when her quirk activated at the tender age of four, in a card, transformed into the powerful Flame Emporer hidden deep in Izu's quirk: Decker; the ability to turn people's souls (i.e., their undying will) into monster cards and spells that Izu can then summon and use.

And what if All Might hadn't been the one to find Izu after the fight with the sludge villain? What if instead of just screaming at her Kacchan did something a little bit more sinister and the next morning Aizawa found her teetering on the edge of a bridge willing to jump? How then would this story change?


DECKER


ARC ONE – THE ORIGIN STORY


PREVIOUSLY ON DECKER….

"No sweetie," Inko shook her head, "they were your quirk: Decker. The ability to turn souls into playing cards that you can summon and use, I told you that you were quirkless after you turned your father into a card."…


CHAPTER THREE: ARRESTED DEVELOPMENT

"I, I, I did what?" Izu asked looking at her mother in shock as everyone else could hardly believe what had just been said. She had turned her own father… into a card?

"You turned your father into a card in your Decker deck," Inko told her with a sigh, "and after you did, it just seemed safer for you if everyone else believed you were quirkless."

"I, turned papa into a playing card with my, quirk? But you said he was working overseas!"

"Yes, sweetie I did, because I didn't want you to remember how your father died."

Izu's eye widened with shock and not a little bit of horror, "I killed papa?" She sobbed shaking as she stared at her mother.

"Oh! No sweetie, don't you ever think that!" Inko shouted shaking her head, "you didn't kill Hisashi, sweetie. Endeavor did."

Aizawa, and everyone else in the little room with the Midoriya's were brought up short at that revelation because it sounded an awful lot like Ms. Midoriya had just accused the number two hero of murder.

Inko sighed, "It was about five months after you activated your quirk. You had already collected five cards. One of them was the cat, Toko, he had been hit by a car one day and he died with you, in your lap. Do you remember?"

"I think so, he had pitch black fur and green eyes right?" Izu asked.

"Yes, that was when we first knew of your quirk. The cat died and turned into a ball of light which transformed before our eyes into your first two decker cards. After that, there was a dying bird and rabbit you comforted which you turned into cards and in one really weird instance: a tree," Inko giggled remembering the old mostly dead tree in the back yard which had disappeared one night.

"The last time I know you used your quirk was the night your papa died. He was the pro-hero Salamander and worked as a side-kick in Endeavors agency."

"Oh, hey yeah," Eraserhead nodded, "I remember him. He was pretty popular for that fire breath of his and not being a dickhead like Endeavor."

"Yeah, my husband; with the fire breathe of sweetness. He didn't know how to put someone down I don't' think," Inko chuckled sadly, "but that night you were out with him grocery shopping, and a villain decided to rob the place. It was a run of the mill hold up, and it shouldn't have taken more than a side-kick to handle, but I guess Endeavor was bored or something because he was the one who showed up to top the villain.

"I heard that they got false information that told them the grocery was empty and that's why Endeavor entered the place with all the fire of a fucking volcano. Hisashi could have probably handled it, gotten out and been alright if he had been alone. But you were with him. And your papa, he loved you more than anything. So when the building caught fire he didn't run he took care of you.

"You both were almost out of the building before Endeavor got bored of doing things the lawful, correct way. The both of you weren't more than fifteen feet from the front of the store when he let loose his Hell Flames. He thought the building was empty save for the man in front of him so I guess the fuck didn't even think of trying to monitor the flames behind him. I was told it was supposed to be a scare tactic or something; it was complete lunacy if you ask me.

"Your father, ever my hero, jumped into action. He threw himself right on top of you, saved you. My goodness, sweetie, you didn't even have a burn when they finally figured out there were still civilians in the building. I was never so proud (nor so sad) of your papa was I was when I heard what he did to save you. But your father, he wasn't going to survive what those flames did to him. Witnesses described his whole back as being eaten away by those flames, the flesh and muscles were all burnt completely off."

"Jesus," the quiet officer breathed in shock shaking his head.

"No one deserves to go out like that," Aizawa sighed.

"He didn't," Inko smiled. "the paramedic's got you and your papa into the ambulance once everyone stopped being stupid. Your papa, he wouldn't let you go. Hisashi was mostly dead by that time and holding on from pure stubborn will, I think. Still, the paramedics were pretty clear as to what happened into that ambulance, before I swore them to secrecy and forced them to sign none disclosures.

Up until then, we were pretty sure you didn't know about your quirk. We were also pretty sure you didn't know how you were turning souls into your cards. But on that trip to the hospital with your papa, he asked you to use your quirk on him. Apparently, you were very confused, until he asked you to turn him into one of your card friends as you used to call them. He said he wanted to be with you always, protecting his little 'card shark' as he used to call you."

Izu stared at her mother; she only kind of remembered the fire they were talking about. But didn't have any recollection of what she was telling her. "I guess by the time we got to the hospital I had turned papa into one of my 'card friends'?"

Ink hummed nodding, "yes.

"By then it was rather obvious that your quirk was powerful and very unique. Seven children had already gone missing around our area with exceptional quirks. Do you remember Tsubasa, the boy with wings? He was taken not long after I told you that you were quirkless. I couldn't let Hiashi's death mean nothing, I couldn't lose you. I'd rather you were belittled for a little bit and be safe then kidnapped and taken by some villains because of how amazing your quirk was."

Izu blinked up at her mother from her hospital bed, "mom, hate to tell you this. But, that didn't really work."

Inko laughed, "yes, I can see that sweetie. Instead, I just opened you up to an attack of a different sort."

"Mom," Izu smiled as best she could, "it's not your fault that Katsuki is a monster. You couldn't have known what would happen, but you did know that I would be safer not knowing I had a quirk."

Inko nodded looking more like she was only humoring her daughter than anything else, but Aizawa figured the both of them would be ok. Eventually.

"Mom?"

"Yes, sweetie?"

"Can I ask where the money comes from?"

"What money?"

"The money you always told me was dad sending us his paycheck from overseas every month."

"Oh!" Inko smirked, "that would be the settlement money Endeavor and his agency pays us for the death of your father. It was negligent manslaughter but he is a hero and could have wiggled his way out of a jail term so I got them to take care of you. For the rest of your life both the man and his agency are responsible for your rent and living expenses, so you don't need to worry about ever having to pay rent no matter where you decide to live. I've been putting the excess of each payment into a trust fund for your schooling, college, wedding, and any children you plan to have. It's getting pretty big what with the investments all turning a profit."

Aizawa grinned, his type of woman indeed. Anyone who could fleece the number two hero was cool in his books, "You raised a really cool kid Ms. Midoriya, but I think now that that's only because of how cool you are. Now, it's time for us to go deal with a little shit." He said nodding to the two officers standing shell shocked beside them.

He was still grinning as he dragged the officers out from under the curtains and into the main waiting room from the ER. Turns out the mother wasn't an idiot and was literally sitting on her shit of a son to keep him still.

Tsukauchi raised an eyebrow at the struggling blonde punk and sighed, "Katsuki Bakugou?"

"Yeah? Who the fuck wants to know fuck face," the boy snarled glaring up at him.

"I'm detective Tsukauchi. Miss Midoriya had indicated that you're the person responsible for the injuries she's sustained."

"Fucking nerd is just showboating. Doesn't know what she's saying."

"So you didn't drag her to an alley way three blocks from her home after she had saved you from the Sludge Villain attack yesterday and beat her? You didn't hold her down and burn your hand prints into her flesh? You didn't rip her clothes off and rape her?" Tsukauchi asked.

"No."

"I see. Well, it'll be easy enough to prove seeing as seminal evidence was collected from Miss. Midoriya. We have the DNA of her attacker," the detective smirked down at the paling boy, "if you didn't do it, then you wouldn't mind giving us a sample?"

"Why the fuck would I do that? Just to prove some quirkless looser is blowing smoke up your asses because she had a bad night?" The boy hissed.

"Well, it's a good thing your underage and under my control then isn't it Katsuki?" His mother smiled, "he'll be happy to give you a sample detective."

"I don't know why the fuck any of you fucking cares anyways," Bakugou snarled, "it's not like anyone's going to convict me for hurting her. She's fucking useless; just a quirkless nobody and me, well, I'll be fucking amazing."

The detective grinned nodding, "you could have been, maybe. But from where I stand that was as good as a confession. And with an arrest on your record, you'll be lucky to bus dishes by the time we're done with you because she's not some quirkless nobody to me. She's a little girl that you mutilated and violated."

The officers came forward each with a small grin and read him his rights all the while informing the boy that he was under arrest. The boy attempted to explode them, for all of three seconds before Eraserhead erased his quirk and they put him in heavy duty quirk restraints.

"Resisting arrest, public quirk usage, quirk usage in a restricted area, quirk usage against a law informant officer… my, my, my, but this record sheet of yours is getting bigger the longer I know you, Bakugou," Tsukauchi hissed as he followed along after the two uniforms and the struggling boy out of the hospital.

They might not have been able, strictly speaking of holding the punk until the DNA analysis had come threw but now with four new charges to add there was no way the little punk wasn't going to juvenile hall for the rest of his adolescence. Still, the mother looked heart broken and the father like he couldn't believe that any of it was happening.

Stopping Tsukauchi turn to them, "if you have a lawyer, you might want to call him; we'll be taking him to Police office downtown and thought he doesn't deserve it, I'll make sure he's treated well while he's with us."

"Thank you detective," Mitsuki nodded pulling out a phone as she pulled her husband behind her and to what was obviously their car.

He sighed; this day had started out pretty great for him. He had slept in and actually gotten to get himself some breakfast before he had gotten called in to deal with this cluster fuck. They had caught the boy, sure. But somehow, after leaving that girl and her mother in that little curtained room, Tsukauchi couldn't help but feel like they had lost.

To Be Continued…