Cynthia flinched as Bakugo began to growl when she got too close. Sadly she was nowhere to negotiate when surrounded by three villains, so she did as ordered and placed one hand on the top of his head while standing behind him.
"Play the memory from when we were six. The one on the playground."
Nodding, her hand began glowing a dull blue, and soon after her eyes turned a pale white. Two beams of light shot from her eyes and into the air in front of everyone, before a white rectangle was formed.
The scene was of an old playground, where three little boys stood. But in total there were four, with the point of view coming from what everyone had assumed to be Bakugo.
One boy was on his hands and knees, clutching his stomach in pain. He had spiky, light purple hair, slightly tanned skin, and wore a yellow shirt, red shorts, and yellow sneakers with white trims.
To Bakugo's left was a white scrawny kid with a turned around purple baseball cap, purple shirt, beige overshirt, purple shorts, and purple sneakers.
To Bakugo's right was a white chubby kid with very short, brown hair. He wore a white tank top, green shorts, and sandals.
"Get up ya stupid crybaby!" Bakugo shouted, before walking up to the kid with a palm reached out. "Show off that weak Quirk of yours so I can prove mine's better!"
With a red and orange blast the kid was sent flying back and onto his rear, his face covered in black scorch marks and soot. Tears were still falling from his eyes, mixing in with the soot and making it run down his face.
"H-Hey! Why are you picking on him?!" A voice shouted in distress, which was followed by the sound of shoes meeting pavement at a fast speed. Bakugo growled in anger to himself as a someone new skidded across the sand and in front of the purple haired boy.
The new boy, who had his arms outstretched to protect the injured boy behind him, had of head of wild green hair, countless freckles on his cheeks, and wore red sneakers, green shorts, and a light blue shirt.
Some, especially Kirishima, thought it was pretty cool of the new kid to come to the other kids rescue…that being said, their admiration died down quickly when he began to cry for seemingly no reason.
"W-Why are you being so mean?! Y-You're making him cry Kacchan! If you keep on hurting him I'll uh…I'll stop you myself!" Shaking and crying, the greenette got into a small fighting stance.
Kacchan? Was this Deku that they were seeing?...Yeah, it was! The green hair and eyes, and all those freckles on his cheeks, it was definitely the green haired villain.
It was shocking to see the cold and ruthless villain used to be such a crybaby.
"Hmm, still trying to play the hero? You won't stand a chance without a Quirk-" Raising his fist, Bakugo slammed it into his open palm, causing a miniature explosion. "Deku!"
The class did not like younger Bakugo's tone. Filled with so much cockiness and hate, geared towards someone who was only trying to be a decent human being and stop their pointless attack. Why were they attacking the other boy? So Bakugo could prove his Quirk was better!
To some in the group, it amazed them that the roles weren't reversed now: with Deku not being a hero now, and Bakugo not being a villain.
In Bakugo's peripheral vision, red wings and extended fingers could be seen. They charged soon after, with Bakugo using his explosion to knock Deku onto his back. The kid with the long finger Quirk held him down, allowing the wing Quirk kid to start kicking/stomping on the Quirkless child, and didn't stop as he cried out in pain.
Bakugo latched onto any skin he could find and started burning him, causing black smoke to rise where his hands were grabbing. Even as the smell of burnt skin and cries of pain escaped the young boy, none of the three stopped.
It went on for another five minutes before the three finally got bored and stopped, but not without Bakugo spitting on Deku once more before leaving with his two goons. Out of the corner of his eye he could see the boy they were beating up from before run away, crying about how embarrassing it was having a Quirkless try to save him.
The projected scene turned white, before turning off entirely. Cynthia blinked a few times to get her eyes back to normal, but kept her hands on Bakugo to avoid making Deku mad.
"Correct me if I'm wrong, but beating children up isn't exactly very heroic, is it?" Deku asked, walking around in slow steps, one hand crossed against his chest and his other raised, hand holding his chin. "Especially if it's to prove you're better. Is it, Kacchan?" Deku leaned down to stare him in the eyes.
"What-fucking-ever! I was a kid, I'm sure we were all dumbasses and did stupid shit!"
"Y-Yeah! I dressed up as a girl when I was young and went into the girl's bathroom at the mall!"
"Not helping Grape-stain!"
Deku shook his head and grunted, before looking up at Cynthia.
"Play the memory from when we were in middle school. The day where he told me how I could get a Quirk."
Some of the students looked to each other in confusion, while Bakugo's eyes widened slightly. Cynthia did as commanded and dug for the memory, before her eyes turned white and another screen formed.
The new scene was of a classroom, with older kids leaving it, save for Bakugo and two others. The blond was growling to himself about something, which didn't surprise 1A at all. It was when he whipped around and stared at a familiar face were they finally surprised.
A now older Deku sat his desk, gathering his things together into his backpack. He looked tired, with a large number of bags under his eyes, which were blinking rapidly in order to stay awake.
"Deku!" The blond shouted in his usual anger filled tone, causing the greenette to jump in his seat. He smiled nervously as Bakugo, with his new lackeys, walked up to him. "I don't know what you think you're doing, Deku, but we're not done." He growled, snatching away a white notebook before it could be tucked into of the backpack.
"H-Hey! T-That's mine!"
Narrowing his eyes, Bakugo smacked the book into his palm, causing an explosion to form and setting the book on fire. Deku cried out in fear and quickly snatched the book back, waving it around to put the fire out. Not liking that, Bakugo grabbed it again and tossed it over his shoulder and out the opened window, again causing Deku to cry out.
"You better not get in my way when I apply to UA! Don't need a Quirkless loser like you being the reason why I don't get in." He grunted.
"T-There's more to being a hero than having a Quirk! M-Maybe you won't get in with t-that attitude of yours." He mumbled, but it was loud enough for everyone to hear. The two lackeys ooo'd, which only made the blond growl more. Placing a hand on Deku's shoulder he activated his Quirk, causing the boy to flinch as smoke rose from between his fingers.
"Don't. Apply. Or I'll kill you. As simple as fucking that." With those words spoken, Bakugo pushed the future villain out of his way with his lackeys in tow. But before he exited, he turned around to stare at his old friend. "You know, there's an easy way to get a Quirk. Pray you get one in your next life and take a swan dive off the roof!"
A round of gasps went around the room at that, just as the light died down from Cynthia's eyes yet again. Bakugo's hands were twitching in annoyance and anger, he really wanted to blow Deku up.
"Dude, that was actually pretty messed up."
"Shut it Pikachu!"
"Y-You can't just tell people to kill themselves Bakugo!"
"Fuck off Round Face!"
"Pretty cowardly, ribbit."
"I'll kill you Frog Face!"
"Everyone please settle down! He cares little of your opinions of him, well, most of you anyway." Deku smiled, before turning to the only redhead present. "Kirishima, how do you feel about this?"
All eyes turned to the redhead in question, who blushed not only because of the attention, but because his opinion of Bakugo was the only one the blond cared about.
"I-I mean…"
"You mean what horn buddy?! You hated kids like that in middle school! Why is Bakugo any different?!" Mina shouted in anger, furious that her bully hating friend would defend a bully!
"Oh, you think that's bad." Deku chuckled. "Miss Foster, play his memory from the night of June 6th, nine years ago."
With a growl Bakugo began thrashing around in his seat, knocking away the woman's hands and making her flinch.
"She is not reading anymore of my memories, Deku!"
With a scowl Deku raised his hands, causing three red tendrils to ooze from his fingers once again. Flying through the air one wrapped around the blonds throat, another around his forehead, and the last around/inside of his mouth, keeping his head still and keeping him quiet.
"Got something to hide, old friend? I've accused you of doing something very vile, don't you want to prove your innocence?" He asked with a sickly-sweet smile, his wide green eyes staring through Bakugo's very soul. But it was all gone in a snap when he glared at Cynthia. "Show it! Now!"
With a shaky nod she did as commanded and grabbed onto his head once more. Digging for the memory, she found it, before her eyes went wide and glowed white, a screen appearing in front of them once more.
It was dark outside, and the only things they could hear were Bakugos laughter and the sound of something pouring. Before long the pouring stopped and Bakugo turned to throw something away. A passing cars light revealed it to be some kind of canister.
With another chuckle his palms sparked, causing whatever he poured to ignite and catch on fire. He ran away after that, still chuckling.
"That, was gasoline." Izuku informed the group, smiling to himself when he saw the defeat look in Bakugo's eyes. "Fast forward a few hours, Miss Foster."
Nodding she complied and fast forwarded a few hours.
Now the scene showed Bakugo alone in an empty living room. The room was dark, save for the TV screen showing a massive blaze. They could hear sniffling, water filling up his vision as a man and woman shouted in panic in the background.
The white in Cynthia's eyes died down, and she stepped back after releasing Bakugo's head. The blond glared at Deku, but said nothing as the tendrils uncurled from around his head.
"What…was that?" Jiro asked, fearing the worse.
"That? That was the same fire that killed by mother nine years ago, back when I was only six, when I dreamt of becoming a hero." Deku informed somberly, hands clutching at his sides. "That fire? It was caused by Kacchan. He killed two people! He killed by mother!" He exclaimed angrily, little pebbles on the ground now floating at his feet while everyone gasped.
"Dude!"
"I can't believe it…"
"How did they let you into UA?!"
"My exact thoughts when I first found out." Deku informed, beginning to walk around with his arms behind his back. "Now, why is it a murderer was allowed into UA? Doesn't seem really heroic or…manly, does it, Kirishima?" He questioned, stopping right in front of the red head.
"I-I-"
"I mean, surely you won't defend him, right? Especially since he isn't even denying it! Isn't that right, Kaccchan?" Deku asked, all eyes turning on the glaring blond.
"It was an accident." He gritted out, whole body shaking in rage at the secret being revealed, at the gasps he was hearing, at the judging, hate filled stares being sent his way.
"Not. An. Accident?" Deku said out loud, words filled with venom. "Do you think it was an accident, Kirishima?"
"If-If the cops didn't arrest him…"
"For gods sake Kirishima!" Deku shouted, running a hand over his face while stepping back, trying to avoid hitting the red head. With a very deep breath, he looked towards Kirishima with soft, understanding eyes. "Kirishima, how and when did your grandmother die?"
The atmosphere in the room felt stiff with the question. Some had stopped their breathing in order to listen and fully hear the answer, while others dreaded it. Bakugo's and Kirishima's eyes widened at the question.
"N-Nine years ago, due to c-carbon monoxide poisoning from…a fire." His eyes slowly widened as realization hit him like All Might's fist. The loud gasps didn't reach him, Deku's growing smile didn't register either. All he could see as he turned was Bakugo's look of grief and sorrow, eyes begging for forgiveness. "Bakubro?"
"How does it feel, Kirishima? That the only family member you have that would accept you for who you truly are, died by the explosive hands of the one person that makes you question yourself?" Deku smiled when Kirishima stared at him, mouth agape and eyes showing shock.
"What does he mean by that dude?" Sero questioned.
"Oh, no one knows? Great! Everyone's favorite red head has certain feelings for everyone's least favorite blond!" Deku laughed, clapping his hands together a few times. "That's right everyone! Kirishima is gay for Kacchan!"
The two boys in question felt their faces go red from heat, hearts beating harshly against their chests at the realization. They shared the same feelings; embarrassment, sorrow, anger…but mostly anger.
For Kirishima, his anger was mainly directed at Deku, who revealed his sexuality, who he had a crush on, and revealed the guy who he had a crush on, killer his grandmother! H-How was he supposed to look at Bakugo the same way now? Stares of admiration and secret love hidden behind a brilliant red shine, now reduced to pain and betrayal. His anger wasn't fully directed towards Deku though, some of it was directed towards the bro he once loved…once loved.
For Bakugo the anger was solely directed towards the green haired bastard in front of him. Anger for making him relive through his shitty memories, anger for letting everyone know what he has done, and anger for making the one non-family member he actually liked, probably hate his guts.
"Aww, you look sad Kacchan. Could it be…because the guy you had a crush on probably hates you now?" Deku grinned widened and became shit eating when he saw Kacchan's eyes narrow, the blush never leaving his face. "Cause, surprise everyone! Our explosive blond is still in the closet!...Well, he was in the closet!"
"I'll fucking destroy you, you bastard!" Bakugo shouted, struggling even more against his what held him down, adrenaline pumping through his veins as the thought of killing crossed his mind. It was no longer something to say to intimidate his enemies or make himself feared.
He truly wanted to kill Deku.
But Deku didn't like that threat, not one bit. His eyes turned half lidded as he stared down at the ground.
"I have a rule, Kacchan. Never, ever kill a civilian." Looking up, Deku's eyes widened with glee, shining brightly and producing a brilliant hue of green. A portal opened next to his hand and he reached inside. "But you're not a civilian, are you? You're a killer." Everyone began to panic as the handle of a pistol could he seen rising through the portal in his hand.
Boom!
The building began to shake at the sudden explosion, causing Deku and Cynthia to stumble in their places. The portal closed and the gun with it as Deku lost his concentration.
"The hell?!"
"Boss we got trouble!" Twice shouted as he, Toga, Kurogiri, Compress, and Dabi came running into the giant room.
"I'm scared, hold me master!"
"The fuck is going on?" Dabi questioned, growling as flames appeared in both palms of his hands.
"We're under attack, and I have a good idea who it is." Deku growled.
The glass above them shattered, causing the villains (besides Deku) to step back to avoid getting hit. Deku didn't however, he just stared at the sky, watching as a large silhouette of a man came falling down.
"I'll have you return my students to me, villains!" All Might's booming voice shouted as he descended downwards. He was getting ready to deliver a Texas Smash, when his black eyes widened at the sight of the curly, green haired boy with freckles. Even with glaring, hate filled eyes, he knew them better than anyone. 'It's him!'
That was when All Might made his first mistake, one a hero should never make when in a fight.
He hesitated.
Raising his right hand up, black lighting danced across Deku's fingertips, before a massive wave of energy flew through the air. The power hit All Might square in the chest, before he was flung into the wall behind the students. They gasped in panic.
"All Might!"
Other shouts and loud footsteps could be heard throughout the building, causing Deku to grit his teeth.
"Kurogiri, portal. Now!"
Nodding, Kurogiri summoned a black portal, allowing the villains and himself to run through. Deku soon followed, but before going fully in, he turned back to stare at the hero as he pushed a giant slab of wall off of himself, black smoke still rising from his burnt body.
"We'll meet again soon, All Might. And when we do, I won't go easy on you." Deku informed, before stepping through, allowing the portal to close. Just in time to, since other pros and cops entered the giant room.