Izuku was taking the train home that day. That day. The day his life would turn on it's head. The day his life was flipped, turned upside down. The day that nobody else would notice. He was waiting for his stop when he overheard that slightly interested him.

"Did you hear? They found another victim of that one serial killer. What do they call him?"

"There are multiple serial killers, you fucking idiot."

"I know, but it's the recent one. The one that's a vigilante. Only been active for the last three months?"

"You mean The Rose Killer?"

The Rose Killer. A serial killer that's been savagely killing men and women alike. He always left a rose at the scene of the crime.

"Oh yeah, he's claimed about 6 victims, right?"

"Seven now."

DING

This was his stop. He got out of the subway and started walking home. It was uneventful for the most part. Katsuki saw him and called him a multitude of insults before letting him go. He got home and did his homework. It took quite a long time to finish. He finished by about 10:30. He saw the time and decided to call it a day. He went to the bathroom that was sectioned right next to his bedroom and started to brush his teeth. It was a very boring venture. There was no noise in the room except for the brushing.

Brush Brush. Brush Brush.

When he decided he was done, Izuku leaned down into his sink and he spat out the remaining toothpaste before looking back up in the mirror. That's when he saw him. There was a man behind him leaning against the wall. He had blood red eyes. Eyes that would see through your soul. His hair was the same as Izuku's except messier, as if someone used it against him in a fight, lost and he hasn't bothered to fix it yet. He was wearing the same clothes as Izuku, yet his were ragged and torn in places. As Izuku's eyes widened at the unknown man. The man walked out of the room into the Izuku's bed room and just looked at the posters. Izuku went to the door frame of the bathroom.

"Wh-Who are you?" Izuku asked. The man turned to Izuku. He looked around before looking back at Izuku. His eyes were wide and he had a slight smile

"M-Me..?" The man said. His voice was suave and confident. His voice made Izuku shudder slightly.

"Y-Yeah. Y-You..." Izuku said. The man smiled even more. He started to chuckle which turned into a happy laughter.

"WHOOO! Finally, you can see me! I've been waiting 3 whole fucking months!" He shouted.

"Keep it down!" Izuku said quietly.

"It's fine, nobody can hear me." The man said.

"What?" Izuku asked, confused.

"About 3 months ago, well, three and a half, Kacchan threw you into the ground and you hit your head on a rock, correct?" The man stated.

"Y-Yeah, So?" Izuku asked, still confused.

"That's when I was born! And now we have a quirk!" The man said, incredibly excited.

"Wait what? No, I'm quirkless. What are you saying?" Izuku asked again, more confused. The man sighed.

"Okay, you were attacked and incredibly wounded. I was born and took over. I got you to a hospital and got you patched up. Think of me as your guardian angel." The man smiled.

"What do you mean 'We have a quirk'? I'm quirkless." Izuku said.

"You're quirkless-ish. I'm not. Your body has a quirk. It just doesn't belong to you." The man said. "Well, your body has two quirks... oh, yeah, three."

"Huh?"

"The eyes. My red eyes are a quirk. They let me see right through a person into their inner thoughts. They let me face others demons. Well, let us face others demons now, if I feel like it." The man restated. Izuku blinked twice.

"What?" Izuku said, walking towards a chair to sit down in.

"Well, it's not just a constant, that'd be fucking annoying. Just seeing fucking daddy issues everywhere." The man said with a laugh.

"What's your name?" Izuku asked.

"Ummm... I don't really have one. But you do know me by a nickname." The man said. Izuku raised an eyebrow. "The Rose Killer." The man said with a grin. Izuku's eyes widened.

"Nonono, That is not funny!" Izuku said.

"Good. It's not supposed to be." Rose Killer said with a smile.

"So... I... I k-killed those p-people..?" Izuku asked, slowly easing into his seat at his desk.

"No! No, of course not! Your body did, but I was the one in control." Rose Killer said, trying to comfort the boy. The boy looked at the Rose Killer. Himself.

"... That doesn't help!" Izuku said, angry. "Why..?"

"They tried to hurt you. That's my only goal... Said the Rose Killer.

"Then why don't I remember them?" Izuku asked.

"Because I took control when you weren't aware of me. Therefore, you erased those memories. Well, blocked out those memories." Rose Killer told him.

"Then unblock them!" Izuku said, desperate. The Rose Killer shrugged and said "Ok..." before pulling his hand back and slapping Izuku. Izuku started moving to the floor before everything went white.

~~~~~~~~Line~~~~~~~~~

It was night. Izuku had missed his train to school due to an unfortunate run in with Kacchan and therefore had to walk back to his home alone using a route he never went down before. He slowed down to look back at his phones GPS system telling him which direction. It was about 9 PM. God how long did he take to get that injury wrapped up. That's when it happened. As Izuku walked past the alley, a hand reached out and grabbed the green haired teenager by the throat and pulled him into the alley. The teenager's phone clattered to the ground. The man holding Izuku slammed Him into the wall. Izuku was scratching at the man's hand. The man was Junko Naegi, the first person to fall victim to The Rose Killer. The man had a crazed look in his face. He was undoing his belt with his other hand. Izuku saw this and started kicking at him. The man tossed Izuku into a dumpster. Then something awakened in the boy. He stood up, back away from the too be rapist. The rapist was still getting his bet off when he saw Izuku's head turn to face him. Izuku's face was filled with serene rage, like a dog ready to kill its first meal of the week. His eyes were blood red, he had a smile that showed his white teeth and he was growling, saliva going from his mouth. The man looked like he reassessed the situation and decided to run. As he turned around to leave, the alley way became blocked with shadow men. They were as dark as the void. He turned back to Izuku, who was now brandishing a dagger as black as the void, and practically shapeless. The man who tried to rape Izuku had fear in his eyes.

He didn't expect to die today.

He started backing away from Izuku. Back back back. He was forced to a stop as the shadow men took a hold of him and held him in place. A pitch black hand went over his mouth muffling his screams. Izuku, jabbed the dark blade into the man's chest. The blade went straight through the lung and into the heart. He was dead almost immediately. The shadow men disappeared, along with the dark dagger leaving Izuku in front of the corpse of this rapist. He held his hand out over the corpse, palm up. A rose fizzled into existence over Izuku's hand and gracefully hovered down into his palm. His hand encircled it before Izuku knelt down next to the man and gently placed the rose on the man's chest.

"Sorry..." Izuku said, his voice suave and confident. "It had to be done." He put two fingers over the corpses eyes and closed them. Izuku stood up and left.