Hi again, it's me! Your favourite writer (probably not), yeah so I abandoned my Naruto story because I started reading BNHA fanfics again, ffs this happens every time!, but I'm back with a My Hero Academia story, this time its about Izuku getting the Sharingan.

Also Btw:

No Harem

No bullshit about anyone having chakra, not even Izuku he is just going to get the Sharingan and its powers and no Naruto character crossovers at all

ALSO WARNING FOR SOME GORY SCENES!

"You bitch!" spat Hisashi, as he slapped Inko in his drunken state, smoke blowing through his nose, little wisps sneaking out of his mouth, he punched her, and kicked her as she cried out helplessly as her own husband brutalised her.

Little 4 year-old Izuku Midoriya watched the disturbing scene with wide, teary eyes as his mom was beaten endlessly by his merciless father. Suddenly Inko just stopped moving and crying out and just lay there motionlessly. Izuku felt an incredible rage inside him as something snapped within him, he ran over to his father and jumped onto him.

Hisashi looked into his eyes and was suddenly terrified, it was as if the devil itself was here to send him to hell. Izuku's eyes were red, outlined by ebony pupils with one black tomoe in the left eye and 2 in the right, they glowed dangerously. Suddenly Hisashi was pulled inside a black space, it was a night-time view of Mustafu but there was a crimson moon with 3 tomoe's.

Hisashi looked up and saw three figures, his father, the man that didn't love him and abused him since the day he was born, Hisashi's greatest fear, His mother, the woman who comforted and protected him from his father, the person he cared about most, and Inko, his beautiful wife, his greatest love. All three smiled eerily at him and Hisashi tried to move to them but only then he realized he was pinned to a stake, they all approached him, surrounding him, his father whipped out a knife and stabbed it into Hisashi making him scream, he slowly dragged it down his stomach, exposing his insides, his mother with witch like claws ripped out his guts, Inko slightly making an incision with a dagger in his arm grabbed his skin and started pulling ripping his skin off, Hisashi kept screaming for hours and as his torturers made him feel pain, his voice was hoarse, his whole body was bleeding and then slowly he felt his vision fade away as he died a painful death.

But suddenly he was back in the world, in an ambulance.

"Sir are you alright?" the ambulance worker asked him, there was no reply from the broken man.

The neighbours had heard the screams coming from the apartment and had called the police who barged in to see Hisashi screaming out his mind, Inko passed out bleeding from her mouth and bruises all over her body, and Izuku who was laying down, blood pouring down his eyes his eye still had that weird pattern.

That was a tragic night, Hisashi Midoriya had been sent to a special jail that contained the mentally impaired, Inko Midoriya had been sent to a hospital with internal bleeding, broken legs, spine and arm, she was diagnosed to be paralyzed for the rest of her life with no chance of recovery, and Izuku Midoriya had awakened his quirk after being traumatized, luckily Inko was deemed able enough to look after Izuku and that is what she did. They moved out of Mustafu and moved on to a different life

Izuku Midoriya was a lonely boy, a victim of depression, being called a demon for his "evil" quirk and red eyes, he was a lonely boy, though he was a genius, a prodigy, he was at the top of all his classes getting 100% on everything he did. That night created his ambition to become a hero, to save people from the horror and unfairness of the real world.

Izuku made his way from school to Dagoba beach, his training ground. Midoriya had been training his quirk and body there ever since he was 10. His Quirk which he named 'Angel's eye' after going to get it evaluated by a doctor, was very helpful in a lot of things as it gave him the ability to cast illusions, see up to 500 metres away, sense everything within a two metre radius, eidetic memory, and the ability to see quirk and their build up so he could see when people were going to use his quirk. Izuku had also discovered that there were evolutions in his eyes, as when he first unlocked his quirk he had a combined total of three tomoe's in his eyes now he had five, three in his right and two on his left.

He made his way to his personal gym of sorts, there were no treadmills or proper weights, just different blocks of metal and such, but the real sight was the dummies, an old sack filled with junk and sand suspended by a chain, perfect for strengthening blows, the other was a modified metal dummy, stationary but rotatable, perfect to stimulate actual attack and dodge sequences, there was also a speed bag attached to a pendulum, Izuku had made all of it himself, it was simple engineering. He learned martial arts from watching videos online, as eidetic memory applied to his body as well apparently, giving him a sort of a cheat code to life. He used weights and ran around the beach to keep his body in the best state it could be, because he knew that his quirk was not suited for displays of overwhelming power like All Might, but precision and psychological defeat.

Of course there were drawbacks to his quirk as he could only make illusions last a certain amount of time before he got a serious migraine and if he used his eyes too much there was a risk of going blind, and he could not fight people with overwhelming power unless he could sneak up on them which was unlikely with more experienced enemies.

He started his training by picking up a military vest, he had discovered it discarded in the beach and he decided to fill with as much metal as he could fit, and started slowly jogging down the beach, he started his timer before picking up the pace and sprinting all around the 5-mile beach. "Wooh! That was... 12 minutes and 40 seconds" he wiped off the sweat and grabbed his towel, taking a swig of water to calm his heartbeat.

Izuku continued his training by going over to his punching bag, he stuck small pieces of plastic that would fall over if he hit them because he needed to perfect his technique for a style called paralyzing pincer, which targeted the nerves of a human body shutting down the area that was hit, this style was perfect for him as he had already memorised all the nerve points that shut down the limbs, of course not all the nerves as there were over 7 trillion nerves in a human body.

He trained rigorously for multiple hours before calling it a day and walking back to the small apartment he and his mother lived in.

The apartment building was in the middle of the prefecture, and was very busy almost all the time, it thrived as people went about their daily business, some walking or packing loads, the sound of shrieking children, the shouting vendors as they tried to persuade tourists to buy their items. The buildings were built around grassy knolls with giant arches connecting everything together giving it a more comfortable feel.

He entered the house and saw his mother sitting on her wheelchair next to their brown plaid sofa with heavy oak arms, a bookcase neatly stocked with paperbacks, family pictures on one wall, a china cabinet against another. The living room had a homey atmosphere. An Afghan had been flung over the back of a sofa that faced the fireplace, and a blanket graced the back of a chair. Throw rugs covered the wood-plank floor. Colourful abstract oils hung on stark white walls, glass-topped coffee and end tables stood before or next to furniture upholstered in soft pastels.

"Hi mom! I'm back"

"Hi Honey! Dinner's ready, go freshen up and come back, I made your favourite, Katsu don" she replied without looking back. This was normal now, he always went to train after school and would always come back at 7, where his mom would patiently wait for him and cook dinner in her special kitchen, it was fitted with wooden countertops, cabinets and a sink to the left, round dining table in the centre. An arched doorway in the right-hand wall led to the utility room.

Izuku went over to his room, an unmade king with no headboard and a cheap particle board dresser with three drawers stood at the corner, with a door that led to the bathroom. The bathroom was clean. The tub and the towels were dry. The medicine cabinet above the sink had a mirrored door and behind it were over-the-counter analgesics, and toothpaste, and dental floss, and spare soap and shampoo.

He threw some water onto his face and looked into the mirror, he had changed. His face had rounded out with high cheek bones, it was framed by a short mess of fluffy green, almost black, hair which stuck up at odd angles around his head, casting noticeably dark shadows onto his face. His eyes were narrow and somewhat oval, the irises a striking green colour as his hair, and were usually narrowed, giving him a cold and calculating look. He had a set of four symmetrical freckles in diamond formations, one on each cheek.

He considered himself to be quite handsome, although he didn't know as he was always avoided at his school after getting his honorific of 'the demon'. He had gotten the name for his red eyes and also for driving a teacher crazy after accidentally putting him in an illusion because he couldn't control his quirk. After that incident he was put in a quirk controlment space for a couple of months to learn how to to activate and deactivate his quirk on command. He had also learned that all the power of his quirk depended on his imagination. It was an amazing power, he could make people see anything he wanted, he could make them blind, he could make allies fight each other, but it did take him a few seconds to cast the illusion and it took concentration to hold an illusion so if someone distracted him or hit him the illusion would break.

He came out of the bathroom and went over to the kitchen and had some dinner with his mother while chatting about his day and such.

6 months later

Izuku was walking back to his house after a rigorous training session, he turned around the corner and looked ahead of him and out of nowhere a man dropped, he had grey skin and a big white horn at the top, he was smiling showing sharp shark looking teeth, it was the villain, Rhinosaurus, he was infamous for his speed and strength. Suddenly he started charging down the street breaking pillars and buildings, wrecking stalls, people started screaming and running away from him.

With a boom, a pillar dropped right next to Izuku, trapping a woman, a woman he recognized it was one of his mon's friends. Izuku looked shocked, he had never seen a villain attack before in real life, he froze up, he didn't know what to do in the situation.

"All that training, it was for nothing, in the face of danger I'm just an insignificant being, what can I do, I can't do this, I can't become a hero" he started hyperventilating.

He slapped himself "C'mon Izuku snap out of it", he composed himself and took a deep breath and ran over to the woman, he reached within himself and mustered all the strength to lift the pillar. It was as if something had clicked as Izuku felt his muscles budge and the pillar was lifted off the woman. The woman looked at him in shock before screaming and running away.

Izuku saw the woman's gaze was behind him, and assuming the worst he dived to the left. In the spot where he was just stood, Rhinosaurus had just ploughed through like a hot knife through butter.

"Tch! How did you dodge that kid! No matter I'll just kill you!" The villain screamed before charging at him again, Izuku tried to dodge but Rhino just changed direction, Izuku was on the floor and didn't have time to dodge this one. 'I'm gonna die!' Izuku closed his eyes, but just in the last second, fortunately he was pulled by a thin string.

Izuku didn't feel himself being crushed so looked around him and saw a tall, slim man with an unnaturally long neck, and dark, heavily-lashed eyes. He had rather long blond hair which was combed drastically to the left, covering his left eye. He was wearing a pair of jeans, a denim waistcoat with two large breast pockets, and a denim dress shirt with a very high collar which covered his face up to just below his nose. He wore two belts, one around his collar and one around his waist, and short dark brown boots with thick grey shafts and soles. Izuku sighed in relief, this was the number 3 hero, Best Jeanist, he was saved.

"You disgusting pig, I shall take care of your behaviour and teach you some manners"

After that Best Jeanist had easily taken care of the villain, and after Izuku was checked over by some medics, he was allowed to go to his house.

-Later that night-

Izuku was doing some research about the human body and hysterical strength. Hysterical strength was caused by life-or-death situations and the fight-or-flight response, it made the body access all of its physical potential, and it could make you very strong, the highest recorded feat of hysterical strength was a woman lifting a 4 ton car and a man fighting a polar bear. It all happened because of the chemicals released from the brain. Izuku had a theory that he could access hysterical strength on command, if he tried hard enough, he had speculated that this was what made him able to lift the pillar over the woman.

Izuku went over to his bathroom and gripped the sink tightly. He activated his quirk and looked himself in the mirror, but was shocked to see that his eyes had once again changed, both of his eyes had 3 tomoe's. Now he had predicted that his eyes would evolve once again, but this was the first time that they evolved so quickly, his first evolution had taken 2 years to train up to and the second 1 year. His base eyes had allowed him to see chakra, the ability to cast illusions and eidetic memory, but each time he got a new evolution he gained some new perk, his first evolution had given him the ability to see far away and the second the ability to sense all things inside his 2 metre area with both giving him better control of his eyes and illusions.

He needed to work on his theory, and figure out what ability, if there was any that this new evolution had given him. For now he needed to go to sleep, he was still a school kid.

SO, what we saying?

This is my first time back writing, I hope it was good.

I'm going to aim for around 2500 words per chapter, so it will probably take a week or more to ready a chapter, also I'm in year 10 (UK) so I have my mocks and stuff, so don't expect a chapter every week.

Just some trivia cuz why not?

Who gave Aizawa his hero name?

Answer in the comments