As the whistling of soft grass blows through the plains of noon a young boy awakes from his slumber.
When opening his eyes to see the bright light in the middle of the light blue sky was pleasant to say the least. Izuku felt a nice sensation upon his whole body. 'My body feels so warm, so calm, so harmonious...' the boy thought to himself as he continued to lay there on the silk green grass beneath him with no worries, pain, nor anger. 'This feeling, it feels so familiar yet so unknown...' As the young Hanma continued to lie on the grass a voice suddenly can be heard. "Izuku..." it was a child's voice.
"Izuku...", Again.
"Izuku...", Once more.
"Get up...", the kids voice continued.
Without a second thought the boy began to sit up slowly as well as the feeling of warmth began to change. When Izuku looked in-front of him he saw a little boy not older than five years old.
This child had a soft smile, freckles on his face below his eyes. In his eyes shared the same emerald color just like Izuku and just like this boy he had a unkept curly hair that was almost the same as the young Hanma.
Though something was very noticeably different from the child and preteen. Their sclera was the opposite color, Izuku had white sclera but the child had black sclera. The hair color was different as well, Izuku had black hair with green highlights and the boy in front of him had dark green hair with black highlights.
"Who are you?" The preteen asked
"In due time, you will get your answer but for now be patient with what ever questions you have." The boy said cheerfully.
After the little child's response he turn around his boy and ran further into the plains.
"Wait!" Izuku shouted as he got himself up to run after the boy. After leaving his body from the grassy ground, everything in a flash changed.
A ruin city.
Chaos stands on top of order.
All in engulfed in a hellish flame.
While the screams and cry's of despair, agony, and the most familiar to the boy: wrath.
All of these things appeared in a split second that made Izuku think he was losing his mind but even in this world he did feel the scorching fire;hearing the unbearable screaming of pain, as well as witnessing a great on slot of massacres, rape, and destruction which is the recipe for violence.
In the young Hanma's mind this lasted for hours to days but now seeing the wilderness which was once his home made him question his mind if he was just imagining all of the madness that just transpired before him.
In the tree line Izuku saw the boy just waiting for him with the innocent smile on his face. "Come on" the child said while jumping in place with excitement.
Even now the young Hanma did not know what to think, walking up on a grassy plain then witnessing a small part of Violence itself and now unguided with a kid telling Izuku to follow him. After a few seconds of waiting for anything to happen, the preteen finally started making his way towards the child keeping his guard up.
While keeping a ten yard distance from the child in front of him, Izuku took the time to look around his surroundings of his old home. 'Everything is the same as it is.' The young Hanma thought to himself. "We are almost there." The young boy said.
After a couple of minutes walking through the forest both boys found themselves in a clearing on that resonated with Izuku deeply.
Off in the distance and clear as day, Izuku saw his old home that he once lived in many years ago. A house not more than three thousand square feet wide with no second floor.
A smile crept on the young Hanma's face for a few moments until he had a look of confusion once he saw someone coming outside from the house. A man with red hair just like Baki but he was more bulky and was wearing a black leather jacket with black somewhat baggy pants as well as some black and red shoes. This same man had a short beard growing underneath his chin with some gray hairs here and their. Although the most noticeable thing that Izuku had noticed about this man was what he was holding, a baby.
Izuku decided to run towards the unknown man for some answers. As the young lad got closer to this mysterious character he saw something that made him instantly halted.
Izuku saw the infant maybe two or thee years old. This child looked like the young Hanma but younger and unknown to the conflicts of society right then.
"Hey Lad." The man spoke as he lifted the child in his arms to look at the little lad in the eyes. After a few moments the child just started giggling and laughing as he wave his arms up and down expressing his joy and silliness in front of the man.
The man simply smiled and put the boys abdomen on his right palm as he raised his arm really high making an football motion as if he was planning to throw the child in the air.
The man cocked his arm back while holding the joyful child in his hand. In a split second the the infant was in the air racing towards the woods. The toddler was flying in Izuku's path at a high speed. Izuku saw this quickly and prepared to catch his younger look alike.
With arms stretched out to catch the boy with a hug. The young Hanma's legs were slightly bent to brace for the absorbing the force from the incoming child.
One moment the young child was mirror inches away from Izuku now there was only the young Hanma standing were he was confused. There was no impact, no force, no screaming of excitement, no softness of a child, just a lone boy with one shaken look on his face while dozen little green orbs all around the lad. In a instant the orbs start to enter Izuku but there was no feeling whatsoever thought the lad clearly saw the little green lights going in him.
Once every little orb had entered inside the boy there was sudden feeling of adrenaline once he felt so much intensity coming from the middle age man about a hundred yards away.
The man had a wild grin on his face and his eyes had the look of a monster while his body language looked relaxed and nonchalant, it's the insane amount of pressure that he expresses with his face.
All of his senses were telling to fucking run for your life without turning around and looking back. Even with all this sensations of utter Violence emitting from the middle age man the boy just stood there with something else keeping him there, something very questionable right at that moment: Wrath.
Izuku suddenly became overwhelmed with all his anger that there was a red aura surrounding him. Once the unknown man saw this he grin grew more animalistic and began to walk casually forward.
With each simple step the red aura grew and thicken, as the man drew closer the boy; Anger slowly turned into a need for violence. After a couple of minutes the two males face off with only five yards between the two. The adult looking down at the boy with pure mature violence while the child looked up at the man with rage fueling his need for action.
Izuku saw the man's left hand come out of his pocket to make a gesture with his index finger signifying 'Come at me'. Without a seconds hesitation the boy jump up and did a round house kick with his right leg on the mans face. Even though Izuku had put all his force into the kick the man seemed unfazed but the grin never faded. Izuku grew nervous but kept on attacking; the boy brought his left knee up to the man's chin while his right leg was still connected to the adults face 'why is he not fazed?'.
Izuku drew back right his leg allowing mobility to change his offense, with the lower limb coming down the boy turn his upper body to the left coming at the red haired adults left cheek with a right cross. The punch landed but no force was connected 'Damn!Why is he not reacting to any of these?'. As the boy thought this in his mind he knew that thinking would not do him any good even when none of his attacks have no affect.
Izuku was getting more and more frustrated that this was not getting anywhere and decided to switch his strategy to rapidly fast pace attacks rather than heavy strong ones. Going through with the new tactic the green haired lad had used both of his hands and slammed the man's shoulders strong enough to project himself in mid air for a short amount of time. While in the air, Izuku brought his knees to his chest making a crunch position and extended both of his legs into a drop kick.
After both feet made contact with the face was followed of relentless bicycle kicks. Even with a hundred percent accuracy, no amount of kicking can change the tide of the fight.
When Izuku felt he was losing what ever little air time he had in the first place, the boy made a quick adjustment by crossing his legs around the muscular neck that belong to his opponent making sure that he himself is locked in place for he next plan of attack.
Izuku hit his opponent with a furry of strong punches. Each punch left the boys hands getting number and number with each hard hit. 'Why can't I make him flinch to my hits? Feel my impact? Am I that weak to him?'
"No!!!" The boy shouted.
Izuku unlocked himself from the man and landed in front of his enemy stealing himself for last ditch effort to turn the tide of the fight. 'Man I need this to work.' The boy thought to himself as he readied his stance for his new technique. He breathed in once more time before the moment of truth. With his right arm cocked underneath his shoulder and with only two yards between him and the man, Izuku exhaled one more time before shit was about to go down.
As the boy stepped in the man's vicinity with his left foot the boy tightens his core, squeezes his butt, flexes his his backside, and contracts his muscles at the exact moment when the boys right arm made contact with the man's chest. "Full Force Death Punch!"
Everything was vent out, pure satisfaction was left for the boy to breathed out. "It's over." Izuku said this exhaustedly as he slowly closes his eyes and controls his breathing. Feeling accomplished and done with this challenge the boy drew back his arm and getting out of his stance.
Midway drawing his right arm back, Izuku felt a grip on his wrist. Immediately the boys eyes shot open to look at a huge hand grabbing his wrist. "Your very weak you know that lad?" The man's voice rang into Izuku's ears with a fearful expression on the boys face. "Since you went through the trouble to break your hand just to hit me with a 'punch', I will return the favor." Said the man in a sarcastic tone that only shaken the lad even more. "Now then, here is your gift Izuku." At this point the boy was trying desperately to release himself from the adults grip by punching, kicking, hell yelling in desperation if it did anything.
As the boy saw the man slowly imitated his stance from the earlier attack he knew that there was no way out he had to brace himself for the punch. He knew it was not was to hold his contraction in his abdomen, brought his left forearm to block his chest, and slightly leaning forward with bent knees but this was all Izuku could think of.
"Now Izuku..." The man said before stomping on the ground as his step in and moving his left arm towards the boy. Before the contact was made Izuku had heard one thing before the impact.
"Izuku! Awaken your true self!!! Haha Haha!"
Izuku looked at the sky with a tired, half-dead expression on his face. His body was facing the clouds with a gaping hole in his abdomen and felt the red liquid come out. The boy suddenly felt a numbness to the pain and finally got to close his eyes once more.
No matter how many strong punches he throws, no matter how heavy his kicks were, no matter how persistent and creative he had been, and no matter how much anger he let out: It still was not enough.
Izuku re-opened his eyes to a white ceiling and immediately heard voices but he was to exhausted to hear them probably as voices only muffles.
Izuku took the time to look around the room to assess his surroundings. He saw a doctor talking to his aunt and uncle near the door on the right of his peripheral vision. Izuku felt his left hand griped by something causing him to look at the source, it was Mina with tears coming down her face. "You know how to make a girl cry huh?" Mina asked so soft spoken that it caused the boy to be sad because he would find a way to keep emotionally hurting his lover/best friend again and again with the recent events that transpired.
Izuku slowly sat up never looking away from Mina's eyes now returning the grasped on her hand having their fingers intertwined not wanting to let go of her. "Yea I guess I do, Umm Mina I want so say I am sorry." Izuku responded to an intended rhetorical question as he leaned in which made the girl paused and looked at he boy waiting for his next move. Izuku, now mere inches from Mina's face close enough to feel her breath. "Izuku wha~" Mina was cut off with lips pressed on hers.
Izuku felt that a simple kiss was half ass apology so he need to be more passionate with the girl he loved as a way to ask forgiveness. Izuku used free right arm and raising to Mina's face grasping her pink skin softly. After another twenty seconds of lip to lip, the lad decided to push forward into her mouth with his tongue.
Mina felt Izuku's tongue opening her mouth but she did not feel any offense towards it and whole heartedly accepted his bold action with happiness and love. The lass was feeling a lot of things at that moment from concern and sadness of Izuku's constant self harm upon his body, embarrassment by how bold the boys action in public right after he just woke up, and the pleasure and love she was receiving from her boyfriend through a more passionate kiss.
After a full two minutes of tongue on tongue action he two broke away from each other catching their breaths more so Mina than Izuku. The boy still lean in to have both of their foreheads touching after their little make out session. "Mina I hope you can forgive me for continually hurt you, and I want to say thank you for loving someone as reckless as me." Izuku breathed out heavily.
Mina immediately put her arms around the boys next and whispered in the boys ear " I forgive you as long as you can forgive yourself, and your welcome because no matter how reckless you being lately I will still always be by your side." Mina lean back revealing her blush to the boy.
"Well it seems your awake now Deku." A voice called out to the couple. Izuku turn his head to the right to see a sandy blonde boy standing on the edge of the hospital bed. "Kabuki?" Izuku asked confused.
"That's my name, anyway how the injuries?" The blonde boy asked. Izuku took a few seconds to register that question and began looking around his body to see if everything was in looking order. After checking his limbs and joints as well as muscle groups on his body, Izuku came to the conclusion that he was A'Okay. "I am good to go." Izuku said the the boy. "Glad to hear it let's dip."
After dressing back into his uniform, well the leg piece and his red shoes Izuku made his way to the restroom to wash his face before settling out. Though since Mina did not want to leave Izuku by himself since she was going to have to talk to Misuki and Misaru who were in the lobby at this point clearing the boy out.
Kabuki offered to watch over the young Hanma for the time being and decided to walk with Izuku to the restroom. As the two boys walk down the halls Kabuki started the conversation. "I saw your fight, I am impressed to say the least." "Thanks." Izuku responded. "But something is bothering me though, how come you held back the whole fight you obviously had the advantage to severely wound them but you chose to hold back and take the hits." Kabuki claimed. "I did not want to fight freely with Mina still in the area plus I don't like fighting like an animal." Izuku replied. "Ah still holding on to the self defense principal eh. And you can't you Mina as an excuse because she's the reason your in the hospital in the first place Deku. If you haven't stalled and just finished the fight sooner you would not have been severely injured from protecting your love." Kabuki stated with such decry that it was starting to irritate the green haired boy. "Okay why are you here I have seen you for five years so what's with the sudden show up?" Izuku asked the blondes boy. "I moving back here man, to live with you guys."
"Whats wrong with China "man" I thought you were enjoying it, with all the girls and party's?" Izuku asked sarcastically. "Things have gone to shit over the world man, males are even being publicly executed for the harmless crimes, boys become sex slaves over and used as reproductive suppliers, as well as women with all the power of a city, hell the neighborhood can enforce their own laws upon the weaker gender." Izuku was silent, sure he saw his fair share of inhumanity towards males but not to the same degree as Kabuki. "I take it you had seen it too?" Kabuki asked. "Yea, I have and your right it's only getting worse."
"So still aiming to be a hero?" The blonde asks.
"Damn straight." Izuku responded plain and simple.
"Well your not alone in this goal buddy." Kabuki turn to face Izuku with a grin. And Izuku does the same to his blonde friend.
As the two boys reeled their arms back making one swift motion to grasp each other's palms into a brotherly handshake.
"Without a doubt in my mine bro." Izuku said with a grin of confidence for he pal helping with the goal they will face a long dangerous road to achieve.