Izuku Midoriya, the quirkless kid who suffered from relentless bullying, had one thing many people didn't have. He had a heart of gold, one could say that if he ever became a hero then he would be an inspiration to most. However, that heart of gold would falter and it would descend into darkness rooted in wrath.
His intense rage would be born on the day where his whole world was turned upside down. The day he met his idol, the one man who inspired him to be a hero will be responsible for his newfound suffering.
That man stands in front of Izuku. The huge mass of muscle that had one of the biggest smiles ever-All Might-is telling a child to be realistic. An inspiring figure is saying to drop inspiration and be realistic.
"I'm sorry, but without a quirk becoming a hero is practically impossible. You need to be realistic, maybe try becoming a police officer or villain containment specialist. There is admirable work in those fields." All Might said calmly yet sorrowfully, "I hate to do this but I have to leave now."
As he jumped off to god knows where he leaves a destroyed teen with a small fragile body. A teen that had an innocent face with freckles forming the shape of a diamond. A teen with an enchanting pair of emerald green eyes and bushy hair. He looked down at the floor, making no movements and sounds. The only thing heard is the soft dropping sound of tears hitting the hard floor.
Izuku shifts his attention to his burned hero analysis book, the only emotion he can feel is a mixture of rage and hate. He is suddenly filled with wrath that would make anyone shudder at the thought of experiencing, and he proceeded to throw the charred and burned notebook as far as his arms would allow. He screamed in a fit of anger, "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, WHY ME OF ALL PEOPLE!"
He calmly walked back onto the street, but his thoughts were in an enormous mess. 'I can't be a hero, he said I can't be anything, I can't do anything. Then that means I am a Deku.' Izuku came to his conclusion which centered on him being nothing. His thoughts got darker and darker until it resembles a black hole that sucked in all hope surrounding it. But a light suddenly shown in his thoughts, he resisted the urge to descend deeper into the bleak darkness.
He resolved himself and brought his thoughts out of the hole in his thoughts. His resolve showed in his thoughts 'no, no, no, NO, I will show them all that I can be something and make something of myself, I will help people! I will no longer be a Deku.' His resolve deteriorated into something darker. His thoughts were now driven by rage, anger, hate, and spite. A mixture of pride, determination, and confidence shot through him mixing with his resolve.
He decided to take the long route home. Thinking that it would be better, it did give him time to understand these thoughts and this newfound rage that had rooted itself in his very being. 'Have I always had this intense rage in me, what's the point of questioning it, it's there now.'
Izuku decided to make himself strong, he would show everyone that didn't believe in him wrong, he was not useless, he will be stronger than them. He wanted to show the world not to underestimate the weak, he wanted to break anyone who got in his way. There was a fire in his eyes, a fire ignited by the spark of rage and hate.
He walked and walked until he stumbled into a bad area of town. He happened to come across a group of thugs. He averted his eyes and tried to not make himself known to them. Unfortunately, he failed at that task and the thugs eyed him and started to make their way over to him. He thought he should run away, and he was getting ready to run away at full speed.
But a thought entered his head, 'No, I'm done cowering in fear, I'm done being weak, I will show everyone I am strong! Fuck these guys! They can eat shit!'
He relaxed and looked at the thugs with nothing but pure anger and confidence in his eyes. The thugs stopped, they looked at him and wondered where this brat was getting this confidence from.
They thought they could take him but if he was this cocky they didn't want to find out. But when they looked back at Izuku, they felt eh pure rage coming from his glare and it gave off the impression that this individual was dangerous. The thugs quickly backed off and went the other way to avoid their perceived end.
Izuku was confused at the looks of slight fear the men gave him, all he did was get angry at them and angrily glare at them. Besides if they did fight, there was no doubt in Izuku's mind he would get his ass kicked. Either way, he decided it was better to get out of the area and go home so he could at least be somewhat safe.
Once he made it home and made sure his mom wasn't home, he went to his room and reflected on the day and the still-burning rage he felt in himself. Relaxing a bit he found a new feeling in him.
He realized how free he felt, almost like his mind was no longer holding him down. The anger he felt freed him from his old self, the part of him that felt weak was nowhere in his conscious. He felt more confident and comfortable in his skin. Almost like the burst of negative emotions forced his mentality to suddenly change and evolve in less than an hour.
Remembering the incident with the thugs and the rage-filled glare he sent them felt…nice. He didn't know why but it made him feel strong. It would be a lie if he said he didn't like that feeling. His thoughts then became focused on those thoughts of strength, and his mind shifted to wanting to prove himself stronger than others.
'I like that feeling of power, is that how All Might feels around villains?'His train of thought was stopped at the thought of All Might, the mention of his name filled him with anger and a drive to prove himself better than that man. Screw seeking power over everyone, he wanted to show All Might he could be more powerful than him.
'All Might thought of me as weak, I hate that, if anyone can be a hero then why can't I be one too. Oh, wait that's right society and the people in it think I'm weak, even All Might thinks I'm weak. Well, I'll prove them all wrong and then show them all that I can be stronger than anyone else.'
His thoughts then focused on a singular idea, the idea of becoming stronger than all of them. A sadistic smile formed on his face it filled him with a raging desire to become stronger. He'll get so strong no one could challenge him.
Izuku got to work on researching exercises, diet plans, programs, and anything that will make him stronger than he already is. But he stopped himself when he noticed all the All Might merchandise in his room.
It filled him with more anger and he proceeded to take it all down, he figured his journey to the top would need money, and he had none of it. So he began to see how much money he could make off of most of this trash that lay in front of him by selling it online.
When Inko Midoriya got home she noticed that her son was home, she then went to go and check on him. When she opened the door she was shocked, to say the least. She saw her son taking down and storing all his All Might stuff and appraising most of it. She decided to speak up.
"Umm Izuku what are you doing with all of your All Might stuff?" She asked concerned, "I thought you loved all that stuff?"
"Oh hey mom, I didn't see you there. I'm just taking down and storing all of my All Might stuff, I'm not a kid anymore so I don't need it." Izuku casually replied trying to hide his anger at the merchandise.
That answer shocked Inko, along with this sudden change of her son. She noticed that his stutter is gone now and he carries himself in a different way, a more confident way. She wonders what could have happened to force her son to change into this. "Oh okay well if you want help then just ask, and what would you like for dinner?".
"Thank you for the offer, and katsudon would be nice if you don't mind making it," Izuku responded.
"Okay, then I will get right onto making it."
"Alright, thanks bye."
Inko took note of the new person her son had become. Wondering one last time what could have done this sort of thing to her son she had to stop her thoughts. She went off to make the food and decided that at the dinner table she would talk to her son. Some time passed and they both sat down, Inko got her chance to talk.
"So Izuku did anything happens today, I saw that you were taking down your All Might stuff?" Inko noticed how Izuku flinched at the mention of All Might, so she spoke up. "Izuku what happened today?"
"Well I finally gave up on my dream to be a hero, that goal was unrealistic so I stopped thinking I could do it." Inko looked shocked, her son had given up his dream, "Now I'm going to focus my time on improving myself and doing other things."
Izuku purposely left out the part that he was angry at his weakness and those who thought he was weak. He wanted to prove them all wrong and become strong. He'll become strong by himself and with no one else's help. He was reborn today, given a new goal, and now he's going to take that goal and represent it.
Later that night Izuku began making a list of the exercises he will need to do to become stronger. The exercises he listed and organized made him realize just how hard he would have to push himself to succeed.
He made a diet plan and found all the materials he would need to buy to make his goal a reality. He proceeded to put all his All Might stuff up for sale, to make the money he needed.
It has been two weeks since Izuku decided to spite the world and show everyone he wasn't weak. Izuku had gained a small amount of muscle and it was starting to become clear just how much he pushed himself for his goal.
He had asked his mom to stick to the diet plan he made for himself, which she had no objection to. Almost all of his All Might stuff was sold, which he was surprised at how fast the things sold and for how much they sold for.
Izuku also made it an objective to have the intellectual edge over most people, since all he had was his brain and body, he began trying to learn as much as he could in chemistry and physics, and other knowledgeable fields. He didn't know if science fields would help but he figured it's a good start.
He continued to analyze quirks and find their weaknesses and strengths and ways to improve them since it was like a hobby to him ad it would come in handy at some point.
At school, he was still bullied but instead of reacting he just kept his reactions and anger towards his abusers hidden. The only thing school did for him was infuriate him more, he was getting angrier with each day passing. He needed to cool off so he opted for long walks around the area, he didn't care where the walks took place.
Now feeling confident in himself he started to go to more dangerous areas when walking to and from school. Seeing new quirks all the time helped his analytical skills. Intense anger and rage were still present in his glares but he got used to hiding it when he needed to.
As he walked he came to slightly dislike those who had quirks, it was strength he didn't have and they flaunted that strength in the form of abuse and inflicting pain on others. He saw people discriminated against for their quirks simply because they were weak. Those were people he could sympathize with because he was weak too so he knew how they felt.
On all of his walks, he found himself getting angry at the people who hurt others because they were weak. He saw himself in their shoes and it filled him with even more rage.
'Why is it always the weak getting trampled on, why do we get kicked around. This is some grade-A bullshit if I've ever seen it.'
Each day Izuku found his rage changing paths, instead of sticking to being the strongest he wanted to show everyone why you shouldn't underestimate the weak. Strangely he found himself wanting to stand up for the weak and beat the shit out of the strong like some type of big brother. But he still had the intense desire to obliterate those who stood against him, regardless of who they were.
It certainly was an odd thought but he wasn't exactly opposed to it. Sure he still wanted to prove to everyone he was strong but now he wanted to show everyone that the weak can be strong.
Later in the week on one of his walks home, Izuku came across a man who wasn't right in the head or was on something. Izuku tried to go around the man, but he kept getting in the way, which inevitably led to a confrontation.
"Hey kid what are you doing here on this street, you don't belong here, now get going." The man slurred his words. Izuku slightly cautious and annoyed at this said.
"I was on my way home, but then I was stopped by your dumbass." This comment shocked both of them, Izuku had no intention of saying that but his anger got the better of him.
"What did you say you stupid little brat! Do I need to teach you to not say that kind of shit to your elders?" The man said more angrily.
"Of course not, now get out of my way before something bad happens," Izuku demanded while eyeing the man with his glare.
"Oh, then I guess I need to take you back to school!" The man said having none of it.
What followed was the man sending off an air blast and hitting Izuku square in the chest. Izuku internally yelled at himself, 'Why did I do that?! I don't know how to fight and this guy clearly is drunk enough to ignore my glare and now he's attacking a kid!' Izuku got up and ready to run but was stopped by the man sending another air blast at him.
Izuku barely dodged and began to think about what to do, 'I can't get away with him using ranged attacks, and it looks like his quirk allows him to condense air and send it towards a target, does he have to be stationary for that?' Izuku tried to think about how to handle this but the man quickly closed the gap between them and punched Izuku in the head.
Izuku, on the ground, ached in pain as he grabbed his head, but the man came back and proceeded to kick him in his gut and the chest. Izuku yelped in pain and nearly threw up on the man. He tried to stand but was kicked in the side and was pushed over onto the ground again.
A serious beating was given to Izuku in a short amount of time. Three minutes passed and Izuku felt like he could barely move, thankfully it felt like nothing was broken. But he was covered in bruises and was bleeding from some cuts he got.
Once the beating had ceased and the man walked off Izuku stood up and was a bloody and bruised mess, he then realized something. He was all bark and no bite. Izuku realized he needed to get strong at a fast pace and know how to handle himself if he wanted a remote chance of showing everyone the weak shouldn't be underestimated. But to achieve that he couldn't live at home with mom, it would prove to be too difficult. He needed to leave and do something about getting stronger.
Fury rose from the depths of his heart and directed itself at his helplessness. He aggressively stomped off down the road and out of the bad neighborhood, while trying to calm himself down. Amazingly control over his emotions was getting better so keeping his rage hidden was becoming second nature. Continuing home he ignored any other disturbances and focused on getting home.
But he neglected to see a blonde girl with messy buns and a tan cardigan behind a corner. The only thing one would see is that she had yellow cat-like eyes and sharp canines, but she also had a huge blush on her face. She thought to herself, 'Wow that was so hot, he looked amazing covered in blood, I wonder if I'll see him again. I wonder if he'll let me cut him up some more?'
Once he got home he got in the shower to clean off the dried blood he had all over him. Out of the shower he put makeup on the visible bruises that he suffered from.
It hurt like hell but that's what he got for being stupid and letting his anger control him. But it showed him that he should learn how to fight and how to compose himself better.
He got some clean clothes on and then began to research a type of fighting style that would allow him to win fights if he had to go into them. Plus it means he could finally teach Bakugo a lesson.
He then stopped typing and focused on the fact he no longer called Bakugo, Kacchan. He figured it's for the best, that boy never was his friend, he was only his tormenter.
Hearing the door to the apartment open he knew his mom was now home. She had no idea that Izuku was preparing to make a huge decision that would change his fate for good. But he still had time to make that decision.
Izuku got up and went out to greet his mom, despite how angry he felt all the time he still loved his mom to the end. She had the effect of calming him down when she was around him. She cared for him when no one else would and she was always there for him when no one bothered to show up to help.
"Hey mom I'm going to go take a walk around the area for a bit, I just need to clear my head."
Inko noticed that her son had a slight limp to him and that he had makeup on but decided to think nothing of it for now at least. "Okay dear just be back in time for dinner, I know it's getting late so be careful okay."
"Okay mom, you won't need to worry about me."
"I know dear, I'm just being a mother is all."
Izuku left and walked to a nearby park, the sun was already setting so there were fewer people out in the street. As he walked he tried to figure out the best way to get stronger, he knew he needed to learn how to fight, he could also make tools to aid in fights. Izuku knew that intelligence was also a key factor in battle so increasing it was a requirement.
As he approached a park he got the feeling he was being watched but shook it off because he didn't notice anything. He walked over to a bench close to a street light that lit up the darkness when the setting sun failed to do so, he sat down and got comfortable while deep in thought.
He didn't notice that a man dressed in a black suit approached and sat down on the other side of the bench. Izuku paid no attention to it and closed his eyes in relaxation. But he was disturbed from his relaxation when the man spoke in a deep calming voice.
"Why are you out here this late in the day? Or should I say evening?" The man said. Izuku replied with a bored tone hiding his annoyance and anger.
"I'm just out here on a walk trying to relax, why are you out here?" Izuku asked attempting to sound friendly, the man simply chuckled.
"I'm out here looking for you…Izuku Midoriya." The man calmly stated, Izuku tensed up and went pale. 'How did he know my name?!'The man spoke again with a knowing tone.
"I see I have your attention now, good, I bet you're thinking about how I know your name."
Izuku gazed upon the man and saw that he wore a heavyset mask to hide his face, although it looked like he only had a mouth with no hair, nose, or eyes. Izuku got a feeling this man was not one to mess around, one thing Izuku knew was that he should not piss off this man. He hesitantly responded.
"Yeah, that is a question I have for you." Izuku replied, "Now what do you want with me stranger?"
"Ah straight to the point, smart, I want to ask for your help Midoriya." He stated, Izuku got a confused face and asked.
"Why do you want my help? I'm not sure you're asking the right person for help." Izuku asked.
"No you're the right person, you wrote this after all." The stranger held up Izuku's charred quirk analysis journal. Izuku was stunned that someone found it and held onto it. The stranger continued, "I like your work and the notes you took on quirks are amazing, better than anything I can produce."
"Yeah I wrote that but it won't help anyone…not anymore." Izuku cautiously said, the only thought that went through his head was wondering if this man would take no for an answer. He didn't seem like a bad character but Izuku got the feeling this man wanted something. The man began again.
"It may not help you, but it will help us. That's why I want you to join me and my group. If you're interested just say so and I can give you information on where to find me." The man stated.
Izuku was caught up in the offer his thoughts were correct, here was a person offering him an opportunity to go and do things for them. He couldn't pass this up, especially since he had his own goal to achieve. "What would I exactly be doing for you if I join you?" Izuku asked.
"I will tell you that when, not if, when you come to see me." The stranger extended Izuku a small flip phone. Izuku cautiously took it and looked towards the man, who spoke.
"When you want to find us, tomorrow at five pm sharp call the number on the phone and we'll give you further instructions." The man said, then promptly got up and walked off into the night.
Leaving Izuku worried and curious about what he just agreed to do, he got the feeling that if he didn't agree then something bad would have happened to him. But he was curious about the potential opportunities that were given to him now. The only thing he could do was see what this man had to offer him and see if it was worth it to his goal.