"What were you thinking?!" Manual asked, voice stern as he lighly smacked iida's head while Endeavour and Todorki tied up the hero killer and Gran Torino and Midoriya tried to wake up the pro he had attacked.

"I'm sorry, sir. I…. I honestly don't know exactly." Iida apologised as he bowed, getting hit on the head by the water hero he was interning with. "I was just…. I was…. I'm so sorry."

"We'll deal with this in private, when we get back." Manual sighed in frustration, before looking over to the marked boy and the old man. "Is Native ok?"

"He's probably got a minor concussion but he'll live, thankfully." Gran Torino confirmed as he helped the confused man up, as he began to stir. "Come on, we should move. We shouldn't be here."

"Right." The marked teen nodded, as he helped Native along. They were quiet as they walked out the alley, no one really knowing what to say at that moment. They got out into the street where a few other pro's saw them, coming over to help.

"Woah, is that the hero killer?! What the hell… you're…just kids?!"

"Those injuries look bad on the knight guy. Someone, call an ambulance. I'll get the police.

"What are you doing here anyways, kid? Didn't I tell you stay on the train?!" The short elderly man reprimanded, as they were checked over.

"Sorry…. I just…. I was the only one who could hurt Nomu properly back at the USJ, and I had to give my all to the point of breaking." Midoriya said with a frown, closing his eyes for a moment. "I guess…. I just didn't want to take any chances."

"Well… you're alive at least. That's what matters most." Gran Torino sighed, looking away as a pro with a broom like head walked over, along with a burlier man.

It was amazing how quickly things could go from being fine to crap, without you even having time to react. Midoriya had been in the process of giving Native over to a stronger hero when his mark had suddenly ached and the world slowed.

He whipped his head around, only to see Stain suddenly bursting forward, having somehow managed to cut his bonds. He dived right for his victim, only for Midoriya to jump in the way.

Then his marked ached again, and Midoriya's eyes widened as a efeaining squawk noise resounded. Stain turned in confusion before suddenly flattening his boy and suddenly, a winged Nomu was hurtling towards Midoriya.

His hand shifted into Far Reach but that was as far as he got, in terms of trying to defend himself before he was lifted into the air, eyes going wide as his friends shouted after him. He struggled against the creature, eyes going wide as he tried to form Far Lance.

The air whipped fast his face, as his hair became dishevelled and he turned to look the Nomu eyes, finding an almost familiar stare looking back. He continued to struggle, so close to getting out when a sudden, sharp cry of pain left the creatures mouth.

Looking up, his mouth went dry as he saw stain riding the creature with a sword implanted firmly into it's exposes brain. They fell out the air, smashing gainst the ground and Midoriya fell out it's grasp finally.

"You… could fend me off… but couldn't stop this?" Stain asked quietly, almost sounding annoyed. "To think I thought you might actually be decent."

"Stain…" The boy muttered, marking glowing, ready for round two if need be. Instead however, the man just turned and stood tall, eyes almost glowing with…. Something.

He looked as imposing as the demon at the USJ, and Midoriya's mouth went dry.

Murderer

No, not now! He started to scoot back as his breathing started to get heavier, felling his chest constrict. He couldn't have a panic attack now!

"Everything I do… I do to make a better society." Stain growled, much more adudible as he tore his knife out the creatures brain, turning back to them all. Midoirya felt bile in his throat.

Do it deku

Children laughing, children taunting, men screaming in agony.

It's your fault, it's your fault

Very vaguely, admist the haze as his brain attacked him, he registed everyone else freezing as they looked into the hero killers crazed eyes and sickening smile.

"Endeavour…." Stain snarled as his eyes met the flaming pro, slowly stubling forward, getting closer to Midoriya at the same time. His eye band slipped away, and everyone fell under his spell except Midoriya, currently trapped within another. "You false hero! I'll make this right! The streeta must run with the bloods of hypocrites!"

MURDERERMURDERERMURDEREDDOITDEKUKUDOITDEKUDOITDEKUSMOKESMOKE

SO MUCH SMOKE

BOOM!

"False Idols, evil like you-!

The world retuned to normal and Midoriya had had enough!

"SHUT UP!" The marked teen screamed, shocking everyone as he pushed himself to his feet, an aura of rage almost as captivating as the hero killers aura of terror radiaited from him. His marked glowed a brilliant blue, as he looked up into those crazed eyes.

He saw one thing looking back, and after everything so far it just served to piss him off more.

"If you want to get rid of evil, why don't you just fucking kill yourself?!" Midoriya asked, voice dangerously low. "Oh wait, you'd just come back as a more powerful and phsyco version of yourself because you're already fucking evil! because I just can't get a single. Damn. Break!"

"KID! DON'T!" Gran Torino shouted as Midoriya growled. He didn't move however, eyes challenging the hero killer. Was he terrified?

Maybe, somewhere deep down. Yet at this point, more than anything he was just getting tired. Tired of the random magic bullshit, the magic people who would come try to kill him in the middle of a school day, the fact he couldn't seem to help one classmate without immediately having to rush off for another apparently.

"Your name is apt, you know?" Midoriya pointed out, fully expecting the man to try to slice him down. "Cause you ARE the stain! Another villain, nothing less, nothing more. If you're going to do this crap, you could at least have the deceny to be freaking honest about it!"

"You have no idea what you are talking about kid-" Stain started to growl, right above him. Midoriya whipped out Far Lance without a thought as he remembered something all might had said at the USJ.

"You're a maniac. Villains like you always try to make your actions sound noble but admit it, you're only doing this because you like it!" Midoriya repeated, almost word for word. The villain gritted his teeth, not even saying a word as he raised his sword into the air.

CRACK!

Both the student and the killers eyes widened at the noise, and a new stain started to coat the hero killers body.

"Ah… shit…" Was all the man could say before he passed out, falling to the side.

"MIDORIYA!" Iida yelled, as the group from behind him suddenly had the courage to move again. Vaguely, the boy could recall someone grabbing him, but he was… just so tired….. "What were you thinking- M…Midoriya?"

His eyes slowly started to flutter. Whoever was holding him had really soft arms…

He heard a sigh, and the last thing he remembered before he blacked out was Todoroki's saracastic remark.

"Time for the trademark Midoriya fainting special move."

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Midoriya groaned as his eyes slowly started to open. The first thing he saw was the white roof of the room he was in, his back pressed against something soft, a mattress he guessed.

Looking to the side, he saw he was hooked up to a heart rate monitor and Todoroki was sat on the bed across from him. Taking notice of the greenette's eyes the heterochromatic teen sighed in relief.

"You're awake. Good." The teen said, turning to look down towards the bottom of his own bed. Following his eyes, Midoriya saw Iida, who looked almost ready to cry.

"Oh thank god!" The bulkier teen said, placing a hand to his chest. "I don't know what I would have done if he'd ended up like….."

Suddenly, the blue haired teen went quiet, but Midoriya could already guess he was thinking of his brother. Slowly pushing himself up, Midoriya noted they were the only people in this surprisingly spacious hospital wing.

"W-what…. Happened?" He asked, placing a hand to his head. "Last thing I remember, I….."

His eyes went wide.

"Did…. Did I really snap like that?" He asked, almost nervous to get the answer. The two other boys nodded and the greenette sighed. "What in the void is wrong with me…."

"Whatever it was, it's all over the news." Todoroki said casually, as if it was the most common thing in the world. "Somone recordered stains…. Rescue of you and your outburst."

Shit.

"The abbey of the everyman in particular are suddenly cropping up a lot again, using it apparently."

SHIT!

"Midoriya…. Thank you." Iida interrupted, getting both the shorter teenagers attentions. "I…. I would be dead right now if you hadn't arrived when you did. Not to mention, maybe still stewing in my own rage so…. Just thank you."

"H-hey…. Just doing what any of our class would of done." Midoriya said with a blush, scratching the back of his head. "Well… ok maybe not Bakugou, but everyone else. Anything else happen while I was out? Preferably something good."

"Endeavour and the police have altered the evidence at the scene to make it look like he fought off the hero killer and the other pro's have been sworn to secretcy, so we won't be in trouble. The police of chief came when you were asleep to tell us all this." Iida said, rubbing his shoulder where he'd been stabbed. Midoriya grimaced.

"How….how is that good news?" The marked boy questioned, getting a snrt from Todoroki and a confused look from Iida.

"How isn't it?! We are very lucky for this! We could have been suspended from U.A! Perhaps worse!" Iida started to explain, choppinh motions much more subdued than they usually were.

"Yeah but… endeavour of all people? We couldn't have given it to someone who wasn't the literal personification of flaming garbage?"

"Midoriya! How could you say that in front of-!

"Pfft. That's a good one, Midoriya." Todoroki interrupted with a soft smile, which the greenette shot back as Iida looked on confused.

"What-"

"Why did no one buzz the nurses to tell us mister Midoriya was awake?" A new voice asked, getting their attention and they all looked over to see a doctor walking in. Iida and Todoroki went quiet, while Midoriya froze. "Speaking of, how are you feeling mister Midoriya?"

"I…. I…." His throat felt dry, his mind was racing and he was on the verge of having another panic attack for the thousandth time. However now more than ever, it was much more justified.

Because his hand was aching in a way it hadn't for a while now.

"Mister Midoriya?" The doctor asked, look of concern upon his face. The other two boys in the room also looked on confused. "Nervous?"

The last time his mark had ached like this had been at the USJ. When he'd found Yutoo…..

Just like then, right in front of the boy once more….

Was a demon.