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"Talking"

'Thoughts'

Chapter 1

Izuku Midoriya was a rather magnificent boy. Despite being only a child, the boy was blessed with an astounding analytical mind. When he was only 4, he had a remarkable ability to learn about the in's and out's of a quirk after only seeing it a few times. At age 9, he had an encyclopedic knowledge of nearly all of the heroes in his town, along with their quirk limits. When he was 14, he was capable of deducing your quirk after seeing it in action only once.

Izuku was truly an outstanding boy. However... no one saw it that way.

In this world, you can be rich, you can smart, you can be the nicest person ever... but all that doesn't matter if you don't have a quirk.

Ever since he was young, Izuku has been the victim of numerous bullying incidents, many times causing him to go home with multiple bruises and cuts hidden under his shirt. Even his former best friend Katsuki Bakugou had rejected him, claiming him to be nothing but a "useless Deku."

This went on for years, nobody caring to stop it seeing as Izuku never really voiced out against it. Many just thought that the boy was too weak willed to do or even think about anything to get back at them.

But, what nobody besides Izuku knew, deep down... He thought of nothing but getting back at them.

He always's did his best to cast these thoughts aside. The thoughts of talking back against his bullies, the thoughts of going up to them and ramming his fist right into their nose... the thoughts of plunging his fist into their chests and ripping out their hearts.

Izuku had no idea where any of these thoughts came from. All he knew was that he had to keep them down before he does something he'll regret. And for a while, he did so perfectly. Despite constantly being harassed, made fun of, and beaten up, he had no problem keeping these thoughts at bay.

Well... Until he heard those fateful words.

"You cannot be a hero..."

Hearing those words from the one he looked up to most... Broke Izuku's mind. All these years, he convinced himself that everything everyone else said didn't matter. He believed that as the number 1 hero and symbol of peace, when All Might says, "Anyone can be a hero!" he must be right.

To hear him practically confirm all the things people have told him for years, to hear him take back those words that helped you get by, to hear him take your dream in his hand and crush into dust, it was all too much for Izuku.

All at once, the memories of every bad thing that happened to him was piling on and on. And as more of the memories come in, his once repressed thoughts start getting louder and louder. He couldn't take it anymore. His mind was splitting under all of this. He wanted it to stop, but no one was there for him. He was all alone again...

Just as he thought this however, he sees a person in front of him. The tears in his eyes make it hard to see, but he there was one thing he could see perfectly.

And that was the outstretched hand of this individual... An offer to help him. And after everything he went through, the dejection, the humiliation, the heart break... he took it.

Later that day, the Midoriya family household had burned to the ground, many believing that i was caused by a stove malfunction. The only two casualties were the two Midoriya's themselves, their bodies having burnt to the point where they were completely unrecognizable. A funeral was held for them a few days later, though only three people were there, and that was the Bakugou family.

At the school, though they did have the decency to put up a photo of Izuku on his old desk, no one really gave it any other thought. Well, aside from Bakugou, who has been noticeably more irritable lately.

It has been a couple of months now, and very few still mourned for the deceased family, but the ones who did will never forget them... And they can only hope that they're in a better place.

xXx

Unknown Location:

Heavy gasps could be heard as a man kneeled onto the ground. This man was wearing a high quality, but now damaged, suit with a strange helmet with tubes leading to some machines behind him affixed to his head.

This man was feared within the underground crime ring. This man had strange abilities that no one person should have. This man, to those who actually knew his identity, was believed to be more mighty than the symbol of peace himself, All Might.

This man... was All for One.

Kneeling down, AFO let out a bemused chuckle as he looks to the other side of the room, where an unidentifiable figure could be seen lying on the ground. Due to their fight, most of the lights in the room were destroyed, the only ones left now only flicker.

"I must say, you really caught me off guard. Had I not picked up on your intentions for that split moment, you may have gotten me." AFO said as he slowly rose to his feet. "However, you've forgotten who you were dealing with."

AFO limply began to make his way over to the body, taking it one step at a time.

"I... am All for One. Head of the League of Villains, and the future ruler of this world. And once I have your quirk in my possession, I will be unstoppable."

AFO stood over the unmoving figures body and raised up his hand.

"Though allow me to lay some knowledge on you first. You see, as the boss, I do everything in my power to learn all about my subordinates. You were no different. However, no matter what, I just couldn't find your identity. It was almost as if you had been wiped from the books. So I dove deeper, called in a few contacts with useful quirks, and was able to trace you back all the way to Musutafu. Once I did that, pinpointing your identity was easy. To think, the one to stump me so badly was a child. You are clever boy, very much so. But..."

AFO reached his hand out to grab the figure, completely ready to steal his quirk.

"You are but a small stepping stone that will help me to the destiny which I was given to by fate!" AFO said as he grabbed the figures throat, activating his quirk to steal from the figure. However, right when he does so, the unthinkable happens.

The body disappears.

"W-what the? How did he-" AFO suddenly feels a presence right behind him, one he is all too familiar with. And before he could react, he hears a deep voice begin to speak.

"Fate? No one can escape the fate that was given to them. All that remains in your fate is the end, where you perish." AFO heard behind him, before suddenly feeling a hard stab from the back.

Looking down, he sees a large red arm with white stripes coming out from his stomach. It clenches its fist before roughly pulling itself out, causing a torrent of blood to shoot out from his wound. AFO coughed up blood as he turned his head to look at his attacker.

"You believed fate was on your side just because it gave you the ability to steal and give quirks? Well, it has given me the power to erase time and leap past it. With it, I have been able to push past the fate chosen for me by others and find my true fate."

A strange looking figure behind AFO slowly raised its arm up high into the air.

"And with each trace of the past I erase... I grow."

The figure then lowered its arm right down AFO shoulder, slicing right down his body. AFO limply fell to the ground. He heaved as he tried to get up onto his arms and crawl away. This boy was beyond anything he faced. But, before he could even get close, a foot stomps on his hands. He looks up and pales at the look in his attackers eyes.

"You don't want to do this. The League will never follow you. They will avenge me and kill you." AFO growled, only to gain a chuckle from the figure.

"Oh, I have a contingency for that. You're not the only one with connections. Though before I send you off to hell with the rest of the scum of the Earth, I will say this... You won't have to worry about Shigaraki... I'll make sure he lives up to his full potential. And if he doesn't... You'll get to ask him why when you see him."

The red figure raised his hand up once more and positioned his hand to stab into AFO's face.

"Goodbye... All for One..."

xXx

1 Month Later:

At the League of Villains hideout, Shigaraki and Kurogiri could be seen waiting around the bar, Shigaraki was sipping on a drink, and Kurogiri was cleaning out a few cups. They didn't even need to be cleaned, he just finds it calming.

"When is this new guy going to show up?" Shigaraki growled as he clawed at his neck. "It's been over 30 minutes now."

"Give him some time. After all, Sensei did tell us he may take a while depending on his mode of transportation."

After hearing that, it brought up another thought that Shigaraki wanted to bring up."Kurogiri... Has Sensei seemed a little strange to you?"

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know... He just seems off... And I don't know why."

"Perhaps it's all the surgeries hes been through lately."

"Maybe..."

Shigaraki wasn't sure what, but he was sure something had to have happened to Sensei, and he will find out.

A few miles away, a mugging could be seen taking place in the middle of an alleyway. The mugger had what looked to be a simple wolf mutation quirk. He held a switchblade out to a young teenager holding a briefcase.

The teen was stuck on what to do, he couldn't run and hide, seeing as this man was faster than him, and even if he could, his phone broke so he couldn't call the police. He was trapped.

"I-I sorry sir, but I-I have n-no money on m-me." The teen stuttered.

"And I'm saying that that's bullshit!" The mugger shouted. "There'es gotta be something in that case of yours."

Hearing that, the teen attempts to put his off to his side, but ends up getting it taken by the mugger. Before he could even try and take it back, he feels something pounding in his head. "A headache? Why now of all times" He groaned

"Alright! Let's open this baby up!" Right as he did, he sees a glimpse of some papers. They almost looked like blueprints. Before he could get a better look however, two objects get shoved right up his nose. He drops the case to see the teen from before, now snarling in pure unbridled rage. The teen pushes him against the wall, digging his index and middle finger even further inside. The man screams in pain as he tries to remove the teens hand, only to be shocked by the sudden strength he has.

"You fucking asshole! Those who've seen what they shouldn't have seen are unneeded in this world!" The teen shouted as he dug deeper, as if trying to reach the brain.

The wolfman could only shout as this teen who he was mugging not even 10 seconds ago torture him. He was almost sure he was done for... until-

"Bring, ring, ring, ring, ring..." The teen heard and looked around. "Wha... Did you hear that?" He asked as he slowly pulled out his fingers.

"What?"

"I asked you if you heard that ringing sound! My phones broken so it couldn't have been mine!"

"I-I have no idea what you're-"

"Bring, ring, ring, ring, ring..." The teen said suddenly, his eyes going blank as he does so. Afterward, he puts a hand up to his ear to listen for something. "There it was a again! Where did it come from?!"

The man could only watch in confusion as the boy continues to do ringing sounds and attempts to find where it's coming from.

"Bring, ring, ring, ring, ring..." The boy ends up in front of a dumpster and gasps. "I can't believe it! A perfect working phone just thrown out over here!" He says before grabbing a can. "Bring, ring, ring, ring, ring... Click!" The boy pulls the can up to his ear. "Hello, who is this? Boss?" He says as his eyes widen."Yeah, I got to the city just fine. I'm a few ways off from Shigaraki, but I can get there just fine ... What? That wolf guy didn't get to see what was in my briefcase, so I don't need to kill him?"

Hearing this, the man slowly got up and ran out of the alley. No way was he staying with that kid, he was nuts.

"Are you sure Boss? I'm sure he got a small glimpse at the contents of it ... R-right. M-my apologizes, Boss ... Yes, I'm about to take a cab to get there faster."

"A cab? Good thinking." A deep voice could be heard as the boys left eye iris suddenly goes blank and shrinks. "But be careful when you see him. From his file, he appears to be unstable. That along with his quirk makes him very dangerous."

The boy nods as he picks up his briefcase and starts making his way out the alley.

"So tread wisely, one wrong move could be your last." The voice said, this time seemingly from the teens own mouth. "Have confidence in the outcome, and the rest will come naturally. Now go my loyal subordinate."

The boy comes out into the light, running a hair through his dark green and shaggy hair.

"Go... My Izuku."

AN: An Izuku Diavolo fic? How cool and original! I bet I'm the first to ever think of this. No reason to even bother to see if others have tried this...

Those were honestly my thoughts as I wrote this. Whatever I'm rolling with it.

It doesn't matter if it's been done before, you've already put way too much work into it to stop now! Alright, first chapter is written up, I have some plot elements thought up, and I cried oceans worth of tears after watching Abbacchio, Narancia, and Bruno die after rewatching the show for research, I am ready to get this started! Hope you guys enjoyed this and are looking forward to more.

Catch ya later!